Just... all the rest, it's... a bit much, isn't it? You'll just buy the panties. Those are cute, and that's still pretty lewd, right?\n\nYou take the pair you're holding over to the register, balking briefly when you notice how pretty the lady working it is, then forcing yourself to go through with it, laying the panties on the counter beside the register silently. She glances at them, then at you, and you get the distinct impression she wants to roll her eyes, but instead just rings up the panties and drops them into a bag, passing it to you without another real glance. Well... okay.\n\nBlushing, you head to the nearest mall bathroom and find a stall, furtively slipping the panties on while trying to spend as little time as possible with your pants off, should someone look under the stall and see you changing. It's a little difficult to get them on in a hurry, especially since your cock's pretty stiff, so you mostly give a few quick tugs to hopefully get everything mostly in place before quickly pulling your pants back up and fastening them over it. Whew... there.\n\nYou take a deep breath, then do your best to stroll casually out of the bathroom, dropping the empty bag and receipt in the trash in passing. Your face feels like it's on fire as you stroll around the mall, but you still do your best to act normal even though you can constantly feel the panties rubbing up against you. It feels like you've slipped out of them a good deal, but oh well, you can still feel them, so it still must count, right?\n\nYou make yourself do a full circuit around the mall, both floors, and then rush home. The moment you get there you head upstairs and close your bedroom door, scrambling out of your clothes and pulling off the disarrayed panties before throwing yourself on the bed and wrapping them around your cock, frantically jerking off with them. It doesn't take more than a dozen strokes or so before you cum, soaking about half of your load into the slick purple material and the rest managing to escape and spatter on your belly, decorating it as you lay there panting.\n\nOnce post-nut clarity hits, you sheepishly tuck the panties into your bedside table drawer and get cleaned up. Geez... you really did that? Bought those, walked around in those, and...? Well. ... You did it. While a bit of mild afterglow is still on your brain, you pick up the journal and write down what you were told to in the dream last night. May as well... right now it feels more and more like it was just a really weird, intense dream that just happened to be connected to what you wrote, but maybe if you keep acting like it was real, you'll feel less silly.\n\nBy the time dinner rolls around you pretty much feel like your old normal self again. Addicted to cocks? Haha, that's just... that's just silly! ... Okay so maybe you looked at a little porn after dinner and maybe you were paying more attention to the guys than usual. ... Maybe you're bi. But, like, that's okay, right?! ... It's something to deal with another day, anyway. Eventually you go to bed, considering jacking off into the panties again but deciding that's a bit gross, so instead just doing it the usual way before rolling on your side and closing your eyes.\n\nThen yelping as someone grabs the sheets and yanks violently, sending you tumbling out of the bed to sprawl on the floor.\n\n"What the hell was <i>that</i>?!" the switchcubus demands furiously, swinging to plant his feet on either side of you, fists on his hips.\n\n"Oh, uh..." You stare up at him, blinking a few times. You are still in your bedroom, with that faint hazy, unreal feeling all around, but it's considerably less murky and sexy than it was last time. (The demon's still cute when he's angry though, you admit.) "Er... I did what you told me to, though, right?"\n\n"I told you to be lewd! I even told you to at least wear the lingerie all day!" the demon huffs, his eyes literally flashing. "I told you to feed the seed with sexiness, not give it a cracker for the day! Honestly I'm looking at it right now and it's <i>pitiful</i>!" he snaps, directing his gaze towards your stomach, which makes you cover yourself there instinctively in embarrassment. "You'd have honestly been better off just ignoring it! At least then it could have just died, not... ugh!"\n\n"S-sorry!" you blurt, squirming. "I... w-well, I could try harder or... maybe not," you admit as he renews his glare. "So it's... not enough to pick a new form, huh?"\n\n"Oh you're picking a new form!" he declares, jabbing a finger at you, your eyes widening. "But you're going to pick one appropriate to that pitiful little seed you've nurtured!"\n\n"Um. In that case, I'd rather not."\n\n"Too bad," he says flatly. "You've screwed up in the precise right way where your only choice is to pick one of the low little demons and monsters available to such a pathetically nurtured seed of power."\n\nYou open and close your mouth a few times, not finding anything to say. That seems to soothe him a little bit since he stops glaring so hard and nods, straightening up a bit an folding his arms over his chest. "Alright, here's the deal. You have three choices. You can either become an imp, a goblin, or a dreamghast."\n\n"... um... I don't like the sounds of any of those but I think I at least know what the first two are, but-"\n\nHe rolls his eyes. "A dreamghast is a kind of ghost that can only exist in peoples' dreams. They have some limited autonomy but they're still constrained by the dream world they exist in. If you ever met someone in your dreams that acted more 'alive' than the other people or things, that was probably a dreamghast. You could probably grow more powerful over time to where you could actually start influencing the dream worlds and having more agency within them, but I wouldn't count on it considering your mediocre performance today."\n\nAs you squirm a bit more, he lifts a hand and raises a finger, continuing. "As an imp you'd automatically be pressed into service of some greater power, either a magic item, mage, or more powerful demon. You'd have practically no power, no agency beyond what you were given, you'd be likely to spend eternity being an obedient slave. About the only benefit is that you'd get to retain your entire sense of self and might impress your owner or 'owner' enough to be granted privileges. Plus, y'know, imps are still technically sex demons so there's all the fuckin'," he adds breezily, flipping a hand through the air.\n\n"Anyway, the other choice is goblin... you'd lose pretty much all of your memories, and be the weakest monster there is, but goblins do have the ability to evolve and develop. You might even become a Demon King someday! More likely though you'd just get snicker-snacked by an adventurer the first time one saw you, though."\n\n"... What, you mean like that manga 'Re:-'" you start to say, then yelp as he gives you a light kick in the side.\n\n"You're already in enough trouble as it is without going around slinging lampshades, buster."\n\n"S-sorry!"\n\n"Anyway, hurry up and pick, or I'll pick something for you and it'll be <i>worse</i> I promise," he declares darkly, eyes flashing again.\n\n<hr>\n[["Dreamghast!"|QOSw]]\n\n[["Imp!"|QOImpStart]]\n\n[["Goblin!"|QOGobStart]]\n\n[["Um, uh, er, wait, please, let's talk about this, I, uh, um...!"|QO]]

Which adventurer do you want to go after?\n\n<<if $jskknighthandled is false>>[[The knight.|QODK3xjskknight1x1]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $jskpaladinhandled is false>>[[The paladin.|QODK3xjskpaladin1x1]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $jskroguehandled is false>>[[The rogue.|QODK3xjskrogue1x1]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $jskroguehandled is true and $jskpaladinhandled is true and $jskknighthandled is true>>[[The healer.|QODK3xx7]]<<endif>>

You decide to finally head to the adventure area and check it out. As your finger moves towards it, Amooya gives a wave. "Have fun on your adventure, Master!"\n\nYou blink a bit. "You're not coming with me?"\n\n"No, Master, sorry. Since this is a leisure farm you have to do your adventuring solo. I need to take care of the farm!"\n\nShe just stands there beaming as you wait, but apparently you're not getting any explanation other than that for this particular game mechanic. Shrugging, you give her a wave, then actually tap the entry on the map.\n\nYou're abruptly standing in a little clearing. All around you are a... well, what you could only call an <i>assortment</i> of different wild-looking areas. Parts look like different kinds of forests, there's some jungle-y bits, and even what looks kind of like a bit of snow not too far in the distance. Behind you is a path that you assume will take you right back to the farm, and ahead of you is a tall wooden post with a large rectangular signpost at the top that says 'Adventure Area'. Directly below that is a smaller sign that reads 'Explore'. ... Which you guess means that right now that's all you can do, look around.\n<<set $adventurevisited to true>>\n<hr>\n[[Explore.|FGWLeisExplore]]\n\n[[Go back to the farm.|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]

You decide to approach Cogami. Heading to the living room, the moment you step into the room there's a whir, the holotattoo above her crotch flickering and glowing pink. She steps down from her charging station and walks over with her measured, machinelike gait, stopping in front of you.\n\n"Salutation: Greetings, Owner. Statement: Cogami is ready to service you."\n\n"Ah... o-okay, I was kind of thinking I'd like to spend some time with you, yeah," you murmur, ears going a bit pink.\n\n"Acknowledgement. Prompt: Please select from Cogami's current available sexual routines," she declares, holding up her hand, a hologram projecting from her palm and showing an actual menu of items.\n\n... Huh. Kind of... weird, but alright. You do remember she said she needed to rebuild her database, so you guess this is what she knows how to do right now.\n\n<hr>\n[[Sexual Routine: Handjob|CogamiHandjob]]*\n\n[[Sexual Routine: Titjob|CogamiPaizuri]]*\n\n[[Sexual Routine: Vaginal|CogamiFuck]]*\n\n[[Entertainment Routine: Play Vidya Gaem|CogamiGaming]]*\n\nYou changed your mind, apologize and <<if $comefromday is true>>[[go elsewhere|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<set $comefromday to false>><<else>>[[go elsewhere|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]<<endif>>.

Oh, so it's one of those 'you play the bad guy' games like Evil Genius, right? Maybe with base building? That could be kind of cool in VR! You tap that option, then look down in surprise as you feel the suit changing on your body, turning into a pair of black military tactical pants, boots, and a tight black T-shirt, while the visor on your face shifts and presses up against and around your eyes. A mask?!\n\nAbruptly you find yourself standing in a high-tech looking room with multiple doors, standing in front of a very attractive tan girl with blonde hair, wearing much the same outfit save that her shirt is a black tanktop that shows off her large breasts, and has some really metal band-looking fairy emblem on the front. It takes a moment for it to sink in since she's wearing a mask, but when it does your jaw drops. "Tanya?!"\n\n"That's 'Titania' to you, scrub!" the character that looks weirdly identical to your best friend's big sister. You swallow hard as she steps forward and leans in, smirking at you. "C'mon, guffaw. Laugh. <i>Giggle.</i> Gimme an excuse to bust you, fresh meat!"\n\n"... Uhhhhh..." you just say.\n\n"... Tch," 'Titania' mutters after a moment, straightening up and looking away, then directing her attention to the tablet in one hand as she taps at it. "Alright, recruit, you've been fast-tracked to the Full Villain Promotion system. You'll go through training at one of our facilities and your progress will be tracked. We'll assign you 'Villain Points', or VP, based on your performance. Get enough VP, you move on. Fail, you get... failed," she adds with a definitely disturbing smirk.\n\n"Okay this is definitely too weird. Exit!" you call, then blink and stab a finger in front of you. "Command? Computer? Quit? ... Swordfish?"\n\nTitania's smirk just grows as she steps in, thumping a hand down atop your head and tilting it back to make you look right into the white lenses of her mask as she goes almost nose-to-nose with you. "Now what kind of training would it <i>be</i> if you could just quit out of it any time you like? No, bubsy, you're in until you finish at least one training course to the higher-ups' satisfaction."\n\n"I don't wanna play this game anymore!" you whine. Which, of course, makes her laugh, which just makes you even more convinced that the game somehow pulled Tanya out of your brain and used her for a character.\n\n"Too! Bad! Now, like I said, your training will begin by heading to one of our facilities," she says, once more looking at the tablet. "There's the Reformatting facility, where we process captured heroes into villains or... other stuff... the Farm where we study captured heroes and use them for various production methods, the Lockbox where both heroes and villains are imprisoned, and finally the Testing Room where we test out various new gadgets and gizmos our guys have invented or acquired... often on captive heroes!" Snickering a bit, Titania gestures towards the doors of the room, each of which has one of the places she just said etched on it. "So, pick your training ground, and let's get started. Or, of course, you can just whine about not wanting to go through with it, I'll take that as a refusal to proceed with your training, and..." She trails off, then grins wickedly again. "Oh, <i>please</i> refuse to accept your training!"\n\n... Ulp.\n<<set $vp to 0>> <<set $corrscore to 0>> <<set $heroscore to 0>>\n<hr>\n[[The Reformatter.|QOVRefStart]]\n\n[[The Farm.|QOVFarmStart]]\n\n[[The Lockbox.|QOVLockStart]]\n\n[[The Testing Room.|QOVTestStart]]\n\n[[Refuse!|QOVDVEnd1x1]]

Maya's mouth is open and tongue lolled out, her glazed-over eyes practically pleading for more cock. So you give it to her, moving back in front of her and easing in, heedless of the panting, fire-puffing dog not far from your face as you push your cock past your friend's lips and over her tongue.\n\nAs if to justify your thought, Maya immediately wraps her lips around you and begins sucking eagerly, her moans trembling through your sensitive flesh as you push past the tight entrance of her throat. You lean forward and begin thrusting, panting and gasping and not caring that you're actually brushing against the hellhound now, both of you too absorbed in spitroasting the pale goth beneath you than any demon-human antagonism. \n\nYour thoughts become more and more clouded by pleasure the more you pump into Maya's mouth, meaning you don't even notice the heat rising in your body nor the strange twitching and pressure on your muscles. Your tongue lolls out, growing longer, wider, and flatter as it jiggles past your lips, even as your face begins to push steadily out into a muzzle and horns sprout from the sides of your head. Your ears begin to taper to points, your teeth doing much the same as they take on a dark metallic sheen. Your fingers shorten as your nails twist and tighten, becoming similarly hard, gleaming claws jutting from paws that are soon covered in the sleek black fur sprouting from your body.\n\nYour cock gets longer and thicker with your every thrust between Maya's lips, shoving deeper down her bulging throat as the head of it tapers down and narrows to a point. The veins along your length bulge and darken even as the skin of your prick turns wet and gleaming, gradually becoming a bright red, spittle and natural wetness dripping down Maya's chin as you fuck her face. Your newly black-furred balls swing forward to slap against her chin as your body continues to change shape, little gusts of flame now slipping past your slim black lips as you pant harder and harder, the base of your cock starting to swell up as you near the end of your transformation.\n\n<hr>\n[[Knot Maya's mouth.|QOBook12x2]]\n\n[[Don't knot her.|QOBook]]

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Of course, after several minutes, you realize you have a good opportunity here. You gradually focus on calming yourself until you can feel your knot deflate a bit, and then pull back. Your knot pops out of the human's limp mouth, its upper half flopping lifelessly to the floor, its rolled, empty eyes looking at nothing as it thuds to the ground. Your cock is still spurting a bit as you trot around behind the other hellhound, with him now struggling to unknot as well. He's just barely succeeded in pulling out, the human's body flopping completely to the floor, gushing cum from both ends, when you mount up.\n\nThe other hellhound yelps a bit as you thrust into his ass, burying your cum-slick, black-veined length in his hot, thick-puckered ass. He pants out gusts of flame as you begin to fuck him, establishing who is the bitch and who is the stud, his own cock gushing out a thick spurt of cum below him every time you thrust into his ass. Just to make it extra clear, you lean forward and clamp your jaws on the back of his neck, giving a pleased growl as he does indeed whimper like a bitch, his ass clenching eagerly around your prick.\n\nFinally you throw back your head and howl out as you knot your new he-bitch, slamming yourself deep inside his ass and locking inside him, your subordinate giving out his own howl of submission as he cums harder than ever. You growl and wiggle your hips, shifting your knot and spurting prick inside him as the two of you cum, every spurt of both your cock and his sealing that you are the leader of the pack.\n\nOnce your knot has shrunk enough, you turn and twist, briefly going properly ass-to-ass with your he-bitch before pulling out, his thick black pucker stretching around the red of your knot before your prick slips out of him, swaying beneath you in a spray of cum before it starts to pull back into your sheath. Once both of you have resheathed, you turn back to face him, giving a soft wuff. "Come. Let's find what there is to be had of this place."\n\n"Yes, Alpha," Beta replies with a little bow of his head, falling into step beside and slightly behind you, cum still dribbling out of his ass and down his furry balls.\n\nYou pause in the hallway, sniffing repeatedly, Beta joining in. "There is at least one more female human here regularly. That one's mother, from the smell."\n\n"Hm, a proven breeder."\n\n"For me," you note in a smug tone, Beta quickly bowing his horned head in contrite acknowledgement. You sniff again. "And a human male. There's an older, rarer scent... another human female, but this one has other scents too. Our plane, others, strong magic."\n\nBeta meanders off to the side, snuffling along the wall, then giving a canine grunt. "Here, Alpha. The scent is strongest here."\n\nYou trot over and give your own few sniffs, then give a chuff of acknowledgement. Yes, there is more of the occasional visitor's scent here... and also a great deal of magic. A good chance for more power... though with its own dangers.\n\n<hr>\n[[Break down the door.|QOBook12x4]]\n\n[[Be cautious.|QOBook13x1]]\n\n[[Move on.|QOBook]]

Pfah, no puny human mage could stand up to you, a big strong hellhound who just fucked a human bitch to death and dominated an older and stronger hellhound! You're practically invincible on this plane! You back up and then charge forward, Beta leaping along with you and both of you slamming your shoulders against the door, wood cracking and the door flying inward to reveal the room within.\n\nUnfortunately you don't really get any time to look around, since the moment you and Beta step into the room you're surrounded by crackling energy that lances through your bodies, making you both howl and writhe in agony. You crumple to the floor, twitching and drooling as the magic continues to crackle around you, tormenting you for you don't know how long until finally everything dissolves into white.\n\nYou wake up with a low groan, your body aching and feeling oddly heavy as you shift in place, sitting up a bit and propping yourself on your hands. Your chest feels heavy and awkward, and your mouth is strange, like your gums or... your teeth?... are swollen. You blink a few times, your eyes quickly focusing on the black-clad figure standing in front of you. It takes a moment before you realize it's your sister, your words a little raspy as you say, "Baal, what happened?"\n\n"You summoned up something from that book that you shouldn't have," Baal says grimly, resting her hands on her hips as she eyes you up and down. "Frankly I only left it for you because I didn't think you had enough energy on your own to summon anything particularly threatening. I guess your squirrely little friend Jamie must have had more mana than I gave him credit for."\n\n"Jamie?" You blink a few times, then leap to your feet. "Jamie, where-?!" You cut yourself off at the very strange shift of weight on your chest and the way your body moves. You look down at yourself, and wind up staring. You're taller, for one thing... having gained almost a foot in height. Your body is also much more muscular, more like a professional athlete's than the rather uninspiring if slender build you had before. Your arms, legs, and sides are covered in black fur... but not the four large breasts on your chest, the top pair easily two cup sizes larger than they were before. You lift your hands to the slightly smaller lower pair, noticing that your hands are larger now, tipped with gleaming claws. The motion makes something shift below, and you try to look past your quad-tits... to see a pair of heavy black balls hanging down below a thick furry sheath, the black fur of your legs angling up in front of your crotch to a peak above the sheath. "WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!"\n\n"Your friend gave into his lust and turned into a hellhound too... and fucked you to death," Baal says blandly, making you start and stare at her, your jaw dropping. "His human mind and emotions got overwritten, there was nothing I could do for him. Luckily he apparently wasn't too bright as a dog and the two of them busted into my room and got trapped by the contingency spell I left. I was able to reduce both the hellhounds down to energy and use it to revive you, but obviously there were side effects."\n\n"Side effects?!" Too overwhelmed to really process that Jamie's gone, you turn towards your mirror and stare. Yes, that's a big, partially furry body with four tits, a sheath, and balls, as well as somewhat paw-like feet. Your hair is wilder and shaggier, with a pair of horns curling out from in front of your ears to over them and then pointing back forward, not making it past your cheeks. Your eyes have turned red, and as you pull your lips back you can see that your teeth are sharp and made of dark metal. "This is a 'side effect'?!"\n\n"An unavoidable consquence of the primary goal that was accomplished. That's pretty much the literal definition of one, yeah," Baal replies deadpan, rolling her eyes a bit. Then she hmms, stepping in close behind you. "Still, it's not a bad look for you, little sister. I'm sure you'll discover certain advantages if we work together."\n\nYou jolt a little as your sister reaches around you and begins fondling your furry ballsack... and in the process letting you realize that you have four of them, her fingers stroking over and teasing each one. You shudder, lips parting in a soft moan that comes out as a little puff of flame, a pair of dark red points starting to nudge their way out of your sheath.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stop Baal.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Fuck Baal.|QOBook]]

"Oh fuck, yes, fuck, make it feel even better!" you gasp out, already feeling more pleasure than you ever imagined possible.\n\n"Mmm, alright then!" Lucoa chirps, and you cry out as that sensation from earlier returns. You tremble and shudder as Lucoa grips Maya's arms and then lifts her up about halfway on your cock, then spins her around to face the other way before lowering her back down. The dragon begins kneading Maya's tits, the girl moaning as they swell and grow in Lucoa's hands, both of their bellies rubbing against the pair of new cocks growing between the two you've already got. The new pair continues swelling thicker and bulging longer, pressed together between the two huge-titted women riding you, Maya's breasts soon just as large as Lucoa's. Your new cocks press up between them, their grip on each other holding their tits together and allowing you to do a double titfuck even as their pussies pump over your powerful poles. Maya and Lucoa both lean forward, sucking and slurping at the pre dribbling from your newest massive dicks as if it were mana from heaven.\n\n"That's aboooout all I can do," Lucoa giggles as she plants a tender kiss on the cockhead jutting up out of her tits, making it dribble more clear pre. "Oh, well, I guess there's one more thing... or I could just let you cum finally!"\n\n<hr>\n[[You need to cum!|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Push it to the max!|QOSuc1x6]]

"Ah, I mean, I guess it made me feel kind of... unclean, or dirty, like... like there's something clinging to me I can't wash off now," you murmur.\n\n"Hm, that's bad, that's very bad," Shotiel murmurs, tapping his chin while you blanche at his open admission. "That means that he's tainted you with his infernal nature! But don't worry, I can cleanse you of that taint and purify you!"\n\n"You can?!" you blurt, instantly perking up again.\n\n"Sure, it's easy! Okay, first things first, go ahead and take off all your clothes."\n\n"... Um." Your face goes red as you squirm in place. "Do I... do I have to?"\n\n"That's the taint talking!" Shotiel immediately snaps back, making you jump a little. "Feeling like being naked is something lewd indicates you're tainted by those impure thoughts! Especially when you're just getting naked in front of an angel who's going to perform a purification ritual!"\n\nYou really feel like this is something that would have embarrassed you at any point in your life, but he's so confident about his declaration that you feel like you can't really argue. Plus, y'know... angel. Sheepishly, you pull off your shirt and toss it aside, hesitating for a few moments before actually undoing your pants, pushing them and your underwear down and stepping out of them. Even more embarrassingly, you find yourself getting a little hard as you straighten up... maybe you really have been tainted by the demon's lewdness! Since Shotiel seems to interpret shame as wickedness, you resist the urge to cover yourself, instead rubbing your arm with one hand as you look at the floor.\n\n"There we go! Now, do your best to relax," Shotiel almost coos as he raises his hands and points them at you. "This should only take a minute!"\n\nYou nod, dropping your hand to your sides and at least attempting to relax. You do sort of feel the tension easing out of your muscles, making you feel loose and light. You give a yip of shock as you start to lift into the air, but even then you don't flinch or twitch, your arms and legs waggling almost bonelessly at your movement. You realize you're feeling lighter and lighter, even as you turn facedown to the floor and your arms and legs lift up behind you, your hands gripping your feet in a position you're not sure even a trained yoga expert could manage so easily. Your eyes widen as you look down at yourself and realize that your chest... in fact, all of your skin... is turning a smooth, pale white color and taking on a different, almost fabric-like texture. "Hey, what's happening?!"\n\n"I told you, I'm going to purify you! The best way to purify a mortal is by long, consistent contact with a celestial, like me! And as much surface area as possible, too. That'd be pretty tough if you stayed as you were, so I'm just changing you into a form much more suited to sticking close to me!"\n\nYou try to demand what he means, but your throat feels like you can't get air through it to speak, as if it were being painlessly squeezed in a way that didn't actually stop you from breathing. In fact your whole body seems to be pressed, growing flatter and softer by the moment, your toes and fingers lacing together... and turning into an actual sewn-together seam, your legs and arms now completely turned into broad, flat straps. Suddenly recognizing what you're turning into, you look back to Shotiel in horror, mouth agape but nothing coming out. There's nothing you can do but flutter gently in the air as your body shrinks slowly as it flattens out, now made entirely of white satin. You can't even wriggle in protest as your body loses definition, becoming more and more of a simple white expanse, your cock and balls shrinking and disappearing into the flat expanse of your body... or rather, the surface of the pair of panties you're turning into. Your head begins to sink down on your shoudlers and grow wider and wider, connecting to your arms... straps... at the sides, your hair turning into the upper waistline seam. Your face is left staring out, but only for a moment before whatever it was holding you up allows you to drop to the floor, your face disappearing into the expanse of satin as you crumple to the floor.\n\nYou can no longer see or hear... but you do feel it as fingers (presumably Shotiel's) pick you up by the waistband. You can feel, even taste and smell, his perfectly clean and adorable feet as they slip through you, as well as brushes of his legs as he pulls you up and into place, fitting you snugly below his toga-like garment. You realize that not only can you feel him, but smell him and taste him, as if your nose and tongue had been spread out over your entire surface when they were absorbed in. You can not only feel his cock and balls pressing out in front, and his pert girlish buttcheeks against the inside of your back, but can taste them, smell them, as if you were constantly licking and sniffing all over his prick and sack and ass and had no way of stopping yourself. What's more, it's like your entire surface is also your own cock, so you it feels like you're constantly frotting yourself against his soft, smooth angelic shaft and balls, or hotdogging the cleft of his ass since you've sunk into it a bit. \n\n'There! Now don't worry, mortal, it won't take long before you're purified!' Shotiel sends directly into your mind, since you no longer have ears. If he can hear any of your pleas to be released from this debauched existence as his panties, he doesn't give any indication, since he adds, 'Probably only a century! Definitely not more than two!'\n\n<hr>\n[[Game Over.|QOInc10xEnd]]

You decide to go down and take a look around in the basement. It's a little creepy, like every unfurnished basement seems to be, but... it's just a game, right? <<set $bep += 1>><<set $energy -= 1>>\n\nBesides, it's not too bad, at least. The light's just a bare bulb but it reaches fairly far, so it's only dim around the edges. There's a handful of spider webs in the corners, but you don't see any spiders.\n\n<<if $bep is 1>>After searching around through the various boxes, you find a small pouch full of smooth, dry little spheres. <<if $gardenvisited is true>>You're pretty sure they're oysterberry seeds.<<else>>(You ask Amooya later, and it turns out they're oysterberry seeds.)<<endif>><<set $obseed += 5>><<endif>><<if $bep is 2>>In a box you find a fair amount of bottles and equipment. It looks like some sort of science lab setup, to judge by the shape of some of the glasses and the burners. It looks like it probably used to be set up on a table near the wall... but said table is broken and tilted, resting on its side. Still, the equipment looks to be fine, so you tape the box back closed and write 'KEEP' on it in big letters before setting it aside.<<set $labkitdiscovered to true>><<endif>><<if $bep is 3>>You're tossing some trash in the corner into a bag when you uncover what looks like... a door? It's only about waist high, and cracked and splintered in places, but it's definitely a door of some kind. It's also covered in spider webs, making you a bit loathe to touch it. After considering for a bit, you decide to just clean up the stuff around it (carefully, watching for spiders... though admittedly you still haven't actually seen any down here) and leave the door alone for now.<<set $spiderdoordiscovered to true>><<endif>><<if $bep is 4>>As you're looking through a box of what looks like gardening supplies... mostly broken or dried-up... you find what at first you think is a little wooden carving of a feminine figure. It doesn't have many details, just wide hips and full breasts, otherwise it's made of slightly rough, wrinkled(?) wood. After a few moments of looking it over, you realize it's not a carving, but some sort of seed. A really big seed, you muse, since it's almost the size of your hand. Still, you're not sure if seeds go bad, exactly, so you tuck it into your inventory for later.<<set $girlseedfound to true>>\n\nActually, taking a look around... seems like you've tidied up the basement pretty thoroughly. You doubt there's anything left to find.<<set $basementsearchcompleted to true>><<endif>>\n\nFeeling dusty and a little claustrophobic, you decide to head upstairs and clean up.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy > 0>>[[Go outside|FGWLeisFarmDay]] and get some fresh air after that.<<else>>Bleh, that was [[exhausting|FGWLeisTiredScreen]].<<endif>>\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>[[Here's the evening basement.|EmptyBasementSearchEve]]<<endif>>

Crazed with lust, you can only groan acquiescence to the idea that Lucoa push your lustful transformation even further. Giggling, she raises her hands, a glow surrounding them. "Alright then, here we go!"\n\nThe sensation felt when extra cocks grew from your crotch returns... but now it's over your entire body. You shudder as your skin turns the same shade of purple as the liquid bubbling in the cauldron, your arms and lets stretching out and growing, wobbling bonelessly as your fingers extend and grow longer as well. More cocks... no, they're longer, wiggling and wobbling instead of stiff... sprout from your stomach and back. Guided by bestial thoughts of lust, you direct them towards Maya and Lucoa as the cocks they're already attending to similarly turn purple and begin to writhe.\n\nMaya gives a cry of shock as cock-tentacles wrap around her arms and legs and lift her up, still speared on the wriggling tendril in her pussy. Lucoa just giggles happily as she's given the same treatment, the sound turning into a moan as you stuff a tentacle past her lips and down her throat, starting to fuck her face eagerly. Maya's eyes roll as you cram another massive tentacle into her ass, her pucker stretching taut around it, a slightly smaller one sliding deep down her throat in a small spurt of spittle. As if in somewhat retribution for having held you off this long, you cram two tentacles into Lucoa's ass at once, the lusty dragon finally giving a squeal of surprise around the phallus down her throat as you start pumping them in and out in chaotic motions.\n\nYou can feel every bit of your tentacles, every part of them that's wrapped around or stuffed inside Maya and Lucoa. You can make new ones at a whim, of whatever lengths or thicknesses you want, which you prove as you make some smaller ones to twine around the girls' breasts, squeezing and kneading them, teasing their stiff nipples with the tips and smearing them with thick, slimy pre. You gradually speed up, thrusting faster and faster, until their bodies are arching and wriggling where you're holding them in midair, Maya and Lucoa both screaming around the tentacles fucking their throats as they cum over and over again, until you finally join them.\n\nGallons of cum are pumped into their pussies, their asses, down their throats, sprayed over their bodies. Maya's eyes roll up completely, a look of utter blankness on her features as her mind no doubt goes white from orgasm, her flat belly swelling steadily as her pale skin is painted with a thick glaze of jizz. Lucoa's expression is pure sluttiness, an utterly wanton pleading for more as her own belly swells up as if she were heavily pregnant, her tits coated with such a thick layer of cum that they're completely whited out, the dripping layer utterly opaque over her generous breasts. You shudder at the sight of them writhing and trembling in the air, completely in your power, completely filled and covered with your seed, before you pass out.\n\nWhen you come to, you sit up groggily, then jolt and stare down at yourself. You look... normal. Well, mostly normal. Your cock, though limp, is about ten inches long. You're clean, though, and a glance around spots Maya passed out nearby, also clean... though her tits are now at least D-cups. She too groans and sits up, and both of you look towards the cauldron, where Lucoa is just finishing climbing in.\n\n"Ah, good, you came around in time for me to say goodbye!" she chirps as she turns towards you and waves. "Sorry, I need to get over to Japan, I just learned a friend of mine is staying there."\n\n"W-wait," you call, reaching out a hand.\n\n"Oh, don't worry, you'll be fine," she says, waving a hand dismissively. "Enjoy your new sex-powers! You'll be able to do the tentacle monster thing whenever you want, it's completely under your control. Girls will love it! Well, they won't be able to help it," she adds thoughtfully, putting her fingertip to her mouth and glancing up. "That's sort of the thing about tentacle monsters, I guess."\n\n"What about me?" Maya asks, hefting her enlarged tits a bit.\n\n"You're fine too! Oh, I do think the 'fit anything' spell I used is permanent! So I guess enjoy being able to fuck an elephant, if you ever decided you wanted to? Bye now!" the dragon adds, before sinking into the cauldron and disappearing.\n\n"... So she just... gives us some sort of sex superpowers and leaves?" Maya asks, standing up and making her way to the cauldron, leaning her hands on the rim and peering in.\n\n"I guess?" You find yourself staring at Maya's bare ass, and the pink of her pussy visible as she leans up and forward some. It still looks as tight and untouched as ever, and you find yourself licking your lips. "You, um... you wanna try it and see?"\n\nMaya freezes in place... and you're pretty sure you see a fresh drop of arousal run down her thigh. Then she clears her throat, settling back to her feet and turning to face you. "I... ... not right now," she huffs, shaking her head. "That was way too intense before, I need some time to process."\n\n<hr>\n[[Okay.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Fuck her anyway.|QOSuc]]

You decide to return to the Abandoned Dragon Grove.\n\nIt's an extremely pleasant area, with chirping birds, pleasant foliage growing around, and an incredibly scenic pool and waterfall. The pool, and the cliffside above it, are made of some dark stone, the basin the water is in having worn nicely smooth so that it looks like it could almost be a manmade bath. Looking high up where the waterfall emerges from a large cave in the stone, you stare at the bright glimmer of water running over... yeah that is a <i>lot</i> of gold. Piles of coins, jewelry, a couple of artistically-placed weapons and bits of armor, all of it with water running over it to go crashing down onto multiple shelves of the cliff below before finally striking a large jutting rock and spilling into the basin in multiple streams.\n\nThis place is definitely gorgeous, though. And... weirdly arousing. <<if $dragonstatueremoved is true>>Even without the sexy dragon statue here, there's just something about the quiet, pristine privacy of this place that urges a lowering of inhibitions. It's strange to get a bit of a hardon from just looking at scenery, but here you are.<<else>>It might have something to do with the dragoness statue that's still jutting out of the water at a slight angle, with its lovingly-carved and intricately-detailed breasts and bare sex, white marble wings almost glowing in the sunlight and mist of the waterfall.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[Go back to the adventure zone.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]\n\n[[Try to knock down some treasure.|ADGKnockdown]]\n\n[[Indulge the urge to skinny dip.|ADGSkinnydip]]*\n\n<<if $statuebasebought and not $dragonstatueremoved>>[[Call Amooya to come get the statue.|GetDragonStatue]]<<endif>>

"Um, what's this?" you ask, glancing over at where Tanya's fiddling with a small thermostat.\n\n"Hm?" The near-naked blonde walks over, then grins as she sees what's got you curious. "Oh, that. That's some stuff Daddy and I use for a particular kind of play." Then her eyes light up as she looks you up and down. "Actually... yes, that's definitely perfect for you."\n\nShe grabs up the bag and hefts it, then carries it over to what looks like some sort of small table with a padded top. Setting the bag beside it, she patpats the top. "C'mon, climb up and lay on your back... baby," she adds, smirking.\n\nConfused, you nevertheless do as she says, clambering up onto the table and laying down. You yip a bit as she hauls your ass closer to the edge, then bends down to unzip the bag. The first thing she draws out is some more wetwipes... though as she cracks the container, you can tell these are scented with something fruity and sweet. You squirm as she cleans off your cock and wipes your ass, wriggling her finger into your pucker. Then she ducks off to the side briefly, snagging something off one of the shelves and messing with it where you can't see. You gasp as something the shape and about half the size of a chicken egg is pushed into your ass, your hole spreading and then closing around it as Tanya uses her middle finger to push it in deep.\n\nThen Tanya pulls something else out of the bag, some bright cylinder, and pops the top before giving it a few light shakes over your crotch. It takes you a moment to place the intensely familiar smell... baby powder? You blush as you suddenly realize what's happening, your stiff cock and balls now covered in a light dusting of white as Tanya pulls a disposable diaper out of the bag. She smirks at your embarrassed face as she lifts your legs up and together and then tilts them back, lifting your ass to slide the pink-waistbanded, cartoon pony-patterned thing under your butt before lowering you back onto it. She arranges your legs properly before swinging the diaper up, the absorbant inner material rubbing against your hardon as she fastens the tabs.\n\nYou gasp as the egg inside you suddenly buzzes to life, right before Tanya clips the battery pack to the waistband of your diaper. You squirm in place on the changing table as she puts a pair of little pink ribbons in your hair to give you small, babyish ponytails, then moves to grab one of the strapons from the racks. "Alright, baby, we'll let the egg train your ass for awhile, while you work on your blowjob technique," she announces as she fastens the strapon in place. You give a nod and slowly climb off the changing table, blushing both at the embarrassing plastic crinkle of the diaper and at the sensations of your hard cock and the buzzing vibrator inside you. You settle to your knees in front of Tanya, leaning in as she says, "Alright, let's start with ball-licking..."\n\nAlmost an hour later, you're still taking instruction from the blonde girl as you deep-throat the long rubber cock jutting from her crotch when you can hear the door unlock. You slide your eyes to the side as her father walks in, shrugging out of his button-up shirt. He pauses at the sight, then gets that smug grin on his face. "Well, your parents won't be expecting you back until just before school starts. So, Tanya, decided to introduce the new girl to the diaper bag, did we?"\n\n"I thought he had the look for it, Daddy," Tanya chirps happily, pushing back on your head to slide you off of the strapon, which is now glistening with churned-up spit. You blush up at him as he walks over and looks down at you.\n\n"Well then. If you're the baby, then that makes me...?" he prompts, looking at you expectantly.\n\n"... Daddy," you murmur hoarsely, shivering and feeling more pre ooze out of your cock to soak into the inner lining of the diaper.\n\n"That's right." He then hms a bit more thoughtfully, glancing aside at his daughter. "And that makes Tanya...?"\n\n<hr>\n[["... Big sis?"|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["... Mommy?"|QOKevPlaceholder]]

Thinking of Kevin so enraptured by straight porn that he didn't think twice about pulling out his cock to jerk it in front of someone else, you blush and shake your head. "... Probably not."\n\n"Mm. Shame." He urges you up and off of him, then with a few muttered words and gestures, gets you to stand next to the bed and bend over it, bracing on your hands. Moving behind you, he slides his cock back into your already well-fucked asshole, making you moan as he pumps away at you a bit more leisurely this time, his hands gripping your waist to hold you in place. His much bigger balls slap against your own hairless sack as he fucks you, that long, thick prick making your own slender one bob and sway between your legs.\n\nAfter a few minutes he pulls out and steps aside, and you almost immediately feel something almost equally long and thick, but nowhere near as hot and throbbing, slide in in its place. Tanya's more slender, pink-nailed hands take the place of her father's on your waist as she fucks you with the strapon, stiff rubber balls thumping against your smooth flesh and blood ones now. She gives your ass a few smacks, forcing you to muffle yelps as she rides you with a wicked leer on her lips.\n\nThe two of them take turns fucking you for several minutes at a time, until they've urged at least three more orgasms out of you over the course of what's probably an hour or so. Finally Tanya's father yanks you up and turns you around before shoving you to sit on the floor, stroking his cock off himself and giving a grunt as he starts cumming all over your face. You open your mouth and stick out your tongue somewhat tiredly, still eager to taste his load as he paints you up with it. Once he's eased every last milky drop out, the last glob falling to smear over your pink tongue, he and Tanya step back, admiring the view. "Alright, slut. You sleep here in Tanya's room tonight. Tomorrow, the real fun begins."\n\nOnce they're gone, having clicked the lights out, you find some convenient wet wipes to clean your face before flopping naked on Tanya's bed and almost immediately plummeting into sleep. You're awakened by Tanya shaking you, the college-age girl wearing nothing but a black thong as she orders you to get out of bed and follow her. You rub at your eyes a bit as she leads you down the stairs and into the kitchen, the sky outside the windows just barely starting to lighten.\n\nTanya sets a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice that looks like it contains half the bottle in front of you. "Eat up, scrub, Daddy's orders," she says with a smirk as she sits down to her own similar breakfast. "You'll need the fluids. And nutrients."\n\n"Um." You blush as you start eating. "What do you mean, exactly?"\n\n"I mean, as of now your summer, and your ass, belongs to me and Daddy. But mostly Daddy." She snickers, then makes a small annoyed noise as some milk drips onto her perfect tan tits. She swipes it up with a fingertip and licks it clean, then gestures at you with her spoon as she continues. "Mom got called on an extended business trip until who-knows-when last night, s'why me and Daddy were 'celebrating'. Today he's gonna send Kevin off, and convince your parents to let you go with him. 'Cept he's gonna think you went home last night, and you're staying here."\n\n"Send Kevin... where?" you ask cautiously, taking another spoonful of cereal, since it's apparently orders.\n\n"Military summer camp."\n\nYou almost choke on the frosted wheat, coughing and spluttering, and barely remembering to keep your voice down. "M-military summer camp?! Th-that's even a thing?!"\n\n"Yeah. Oh, don't feel too bad, Daddy was gonna do that anyway to get him out of our hair, he was just gonna wait until you were gone to make less of a scene," she adds, waving her spoon dismissively. "Now c'mon, finish up. S'posed to take you out to the shed to hide out until Kevin's packed off, and to get you started on some training."\n\nYou're not sure whether 'training' sounds ominous or sexy... maybe ominously sexy. Still, you obediently finish up your breakfast, then follow the near-naked coed into the backyard and out to the poolhouse. Once inside, she tugs a key out of the waistband of her panties and unlocks one of the doors you'd always assumed held more dangerous tools and chemicals, but, well, obviously turns out to hold a lot of naughty stuff. You stare around at the shelves and racks on the walls that look like the displays for a porn store, and it looks like there are a number of DVD cases and even VHS tapes, to increase the comparison.\n\n"Daddy likes an ass he can slide into really easily, and apparently your little near-virgin butt is too tight," Tanya says with a smirk as she turns back to face you, resting her hands on her hips. "So pick out something to start with while I lock up and get the AC turned on, it'll be stuffy in here way too fast without it."\n\nBlushing, you duck your head in a quick nod, before hesitantly moving over to one wall and starting to look along the shelves. Thinking of which of these toys you're going to have Tanya slipping into your ass already has your cock raising up, gradually starting to jut into the air. You almost stumble over something and look down... it's a large, rectangular, sort of squishy-looking bag. It's colorful and kind of childlike... definitely completely out of place amidst the rest of this stuff.\n\n<hr>\n[[Ask about the bag.|QOKevPorn4x4]]\n\n[[Just pick a toy.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

You slowly stand up, letting your already loosened drawstring pants fall to the floor as you do. Still blushing and nervous, you pull off your shirt as you walk over, dropping it on the floor as well before sitting, naked, on the bed beside Tanya's father. He smirks, reaching down to grab one of your hands and move it to his cock, encouraging you to wrap around it. "You want this, huh?" At your lipbite and little nod, he smirks. "You want to be my little bitch like Tanya, is that it?"\n\n"Y-yes," you whisper.\n\n"Alright then." He pulls away from you and moves to lay back on the bed, Tanya getting up and moving over to her computer chair to settle in it and turn it to face the bed. Her father lays back on the bed, hands behind his head, then nods downward towards his cock and his slightly spread legs. "Get to work, then, slut."\n\nYou shiver all over at that, but give a tiny nod and crawl up onto the bed between his legs. You wrap a hand around that big adult cock again and begin stroking it softly, then lean in to drag your tongue along the underside of the head. You roll your eyes, watching him grin assuredly down at you as you continue licking at the shaft and head of his cock. Then you slide your mouth over the head and start slurping more of it into your mouth. You can feel him growing fully hard again against your hand and inside your mouth, standing up taller and thicker in the air. He tastes all... salty, and hot, and something sort of musky that you guess must be Tanya's ass.\n\nFeeling like you've got something to prove, with that smug way he's looking at you, you pull out every trick you've seen in what little porn you've had access to. Raising your mouth off his cock, you duck down to lick at his balls, flicking your tongue over them before sucking one into your mouth, closing your eyes briefly at the wicked sensation of sucking on a grownup's sack, your cock giving a little throb where it dangles between your legs. Then you raise back up and slide your mouth back down over his cockhead, shifting your gaze back up to watch his face as you dip your head lower and lower, trying to get more of it in.\n\nYou gag some as his cock nudges the back of your throat. Before you can really think of what else to do or whether you want to try again, one of his hands moves to the back of your head and gives a push, forcing you further down, his cockhead forcing the tight ring of your throat open around it. Your eyes widen as you're gradually forced further and further down on his cock, your hands moving to his thighs and squeezing as you're pushed slowly and steadily down until your chin is against his balls. Your eyes roll up a little from the lack of breath, and just from the sensation of having a cock so deep down your throat, your own prick dribbling pre onto the sheets.\n\nOnce he lets you up you quickly pull your mouth off his cock, gasping and coughing, some churned-up spit briefly connecting the tip of his cock and your lip. But he just looks at you expectantly, and after only a moment's hesitation you slide your mouth back over it. Your throat opens a bit easier this time, and you're able to take him down it on your own, though you still make some noises he apparently rather likes to judge by the way his cock throbs against your lips and tongue.\n\n"That's enough," he finally murmurs. "Now get up here and slide that little bitch pussy down on me."\n\nYou pull up, blushing again but obeying his orders, clambering up. You try to emulate Tanya's posture of earlier, almost stumbling a few times, before finding your balance and slowly lowering yourself. Your hole brushes up against his cock a few times before you get it right, then moan as you actually start sliding down on him, his cock spreading your tight, virgin asshole open. You get about halfway down before he grabs your waist and starts moving you, making you ride him and take him a bit deeper with every thrust. Soon that big, thick adult cock is buried deep in your tight teenage ass, pumping in and spreading you open. You lean your hands back against his legs, your back arched with skinny belly and chest curved, your own hard young cock bouncing as you ride him.\n\nPanting and gasping, you glance aside towards Tanya, seeing that she's got one hand tucked between her legs and lazily frigging herself, the other holding her cellphone, apparently capturing video of the whole thing. You should be worried about that, you know, but instead at the moment you're just turned on, whimpering eagerly at the thought of your eager debauchery with an older man caught on camera. Tanya's father's hands urge you to ride faster and faster, until you're almost slapping against his hips, crying out softly and near-constantly as he pounds your ass. When he suddenly yanks down and you feel a wet warmth spreading deep inside you, you shudder all over, your cock starting to spurt thin streams of milky white all over his belly.\n\n"My my, you are quite the girl... cumming just from getting fucked in your hot little hole," he murmurs appreciatively. Once your panting and gasping has slowed enough, he sits up a bit, rolling his hips to make his cock work around in your ass and making you moan again. "So, slut, let me ask you this... you think Kevin would appreciate my fat dick up his ass as much as you did?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[[No.|QOKevPorn4x3]]

This... is about a billion times sexier and naughtier than watching porn on TV. You push down the front of your pajama pants enough to slip your cock free and wrap a hand around it, slowly pumping your dick as you watch Tanya get fucked up the ass by her father.\n\nAfter a few moments, he pulls out of her and moves to sit on the side of the bed and lean back some. Tanya moves to straddle his lap, balanced on the balls of her feet, and slowly lowers her ass back down onto cock as he holds it into place for her. Her pussy is practically aimed right towards you as her father grips her hips and starts guiding her to ride him quickly, her big tan tits bouncing merrily as she moans loudly. "Your cock feels so good in my ass, Daddy, oh fuck, oh yes..."\n\n"Yeah, you like my cock in your bitch ass, don't you baby?" he growls, slipping his hands up to grab her tits and give them a squeeze. She gasps loudly and begins moving faster on top of him, occasionally pausing on the downthrust to work her hips around. Her pussy drips onto his balls as she moves on top of him, smooth-shaven sex glistening and puffy in the light. She grits her teeth and purses her lips in a little 'ooo' as her father pinches at her nipples, before his hands slide down to her waist and urge her back into quick riding, the thrusts having enough force to slap her ass against his lap and make her tits bounce energetically.\n\nYou can tell they're getting close, mostly because their movements are becoming more frenzied, and because Tanya starts gasping out "Cum in my ass cum in my ass cum in my ass!" Hearing her just go off like that has you getting pretty close too, and your hand quickens on your cock. About the time Tanya's father yanks her down hard and she bites her lip to muffle a scream of climax, you let out your own muffled little moan and cum, your load hitting the edge of the door and smearing across the painted wood.\n\nUnfortunately, one of your legs chooses that moment to cramp because of the semi-crouched position you've been in added to the stimulation of your orgasm. You yelp as you're sent toppling forward, knocking the door open, barely managing to turn and partially catch yourself on one arm, mostly to avoid landing on anything stiff and vulnerable. You look up in horror to see a pair of very surprised people on the bed staring at you in shock. And then... both give a little laugh.\n\n"Well if it isn't Kevin's little buddy." Tanya smirks down at you, giving her shoulders a slight shake to make her tits jiggle. "What's up, kiddo? Enjoying the show?"\n\n"Uh," you reply.\n\nSnickering, Tanya climbs off her father, his still half-hard cock slipping out of her ass and flopping against his belly. She shifts to one side to sit on the side of the bed, a bit of space between them, both of them looking at you and grinning. Not exactly the response you would have figured them to have. Slowly, you get to your knees, blushing and trying to cover yourself, but that just makes both of them laugh a little again.\n\n"Well, since you were obviously enjoying watching... why not join in?" Tanya says, patting the bed behind her. "C'mon over. Have a seat. Let's have some fun."\n\nYour eyes widen again, your face coloring. She's seriously asking you to...? Your cock, if possible, stiffens further behind your hands, offering its opinion.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go sit by Tanya.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Go sit by Tanya's dad.|QOKevPorn4x2]]\n\n[[Sit between them.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Retreat!|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

You decide to head over and greet your guest. "Hey, Tentara, back again?" you ask, waving.\n\n"Kyu-hu-... hu?" The quivering pile of shadows freezes in place briefly, before Tentara leans herself out of them a bit. "Oh, hi Jamie."\n\n"Hi. What's up?" you ask as she shuffles her way out to stand in front of you in her weird little hunched posture, the tips of her lower tentacles twitching here and there on the ground, the suckers flexing as if in nervous fidgeting.\n\n"Oh, just thought I'd drop by, enjoy the view of the statue... and the smelllll," she adds in a dreamy tone, eyes rolling a bit. ... Hey, is one of her upper tentacles tucked between two of her lower ones? ... Yeah you'll just, uh, pretend you don't see that. <<if $housepaintblack is true>>She takes a glance at the house, beaming and adding, "Plus, you know, I like your sense of style!"<<else>>She glances briefly at the farm house, looking vaguely disappointed for just a second before she turns back to you."<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $basement is "furnished" and $housepaintblack is true>>[[Ask Tentara to stay.|TentaraWaifuAccept]]*<<endif>><<if $basement is "furnished" and not $housepaintblack>>You think you'd need to make the house more to her aesthetic before she'll stay.<<endif>><<if $basement is "empty" and $housepaintblack is true>>She likes the house color, but you'll need to make the basement presentable before you can ask her to stay.<<endif>><<if $basement is "empty" and not $housepaintblack>>You'd need to fix up the basement, and you're pretty sure she'd prefer a different color on the house before she'll stay.<<endif>><<if $basement is "furnished">><br><br>Sell her a [[chemical concoction|TentaraSell]].<<endif>>\n\nSay goodbye and go enjoy [[the amenities|FGWLeisHomeEveningAmenities]] instead.

"The girl that needs to fall in love, I guess I'll take that one," you decide after a moment.\n\nKariel actually hesitates briefly. You get the distinct impression she was hoping you'd pick something else, her motions a bit slow as she pulls a small red leather journal out of thin air. "Okay. But I'm gonna come along with you just at the start. You probably need to hear a few things."\n\nYou blink, but as she holds out her hand you nod and take it, lacing your fingers with hers. There's a flutter, and you suddenly find yourself standing in a bedroom. A very familiar bedroom, actually, one that you were only in a few days ago. You blink at the person laying on the bed reading a book. "Maya?"\n\n"Yeah, this particular mission is someone you knew when you were mortal. I kind of thought it might be a little much, but orders from upstairs were that I had to give you at least the opportunity. Um, here." Kariel passes you the journal, and you glance at her, then at Maya, before starting to read.\n\nThe brief summary of Maya's life is pretty familiar to you, after all you've known her since you were both small. Though one part makes you yelp. "Wait, Maya had a crush on me?!" \n\n"Shocking," Kariel replies in a monotone, putting her hands to her cheeks in the first display of sarcasm you've so far seen out of the otherwise chipper and upbeat angel. "Nobody knew. She hid it so well."\n\n"I mean, I know!" you splutter, looking back at the book and missing the redheaded cherub rolling her eyes. Your eyes widen a little further though as you see the notes about how the incubus that the two of you summoned has now taken over your life as 'Mallory', complete with everyone remembering him in place of you. Including Maya, meaning her crush is on him instead. You feel a trembling start in your wings and start to pass through your entire body, your breathing turning ragged and the world starting to darken, until Kariel's hand claps down on your shoulder and yanks you to face her.\n\n"Be. Careful." Neither cheerful or sarcastic now, her cute face is utterly solemn as she stares into your eyes. You blink a few times, suddenly feeling tired, the trembling gradually stopping. "You're a very new angel, Jamiel. Your nature hasn't had time to completely overwrite all of your old human traits or enmities. If you give in to the drive for vengeance, you could Fall."\n\nYou somehow understand that the last word she used was capitalized, and just what it means. You take a deep breath, let it out a little shakily. "But... that demon has stolen my life! And... and Maya, she-"\n\n"Jamiel, why do you think Shotiel agreed to the deal he made with Malorinimaxira?" Kariel presses, leaning in. "You were important, it's true, we don't get new angels very often. But it's also because Malorinimaxira isn't Malorinimaxira anymore... he's Mallory. He's demon energy inhabiting a human body... but there's the chance that over time that human body will influence that energy, make it more human. And the more he experiences of the good parts of humanity, the more that energy will change, become more human. That deal wasn't just to save one soul... he was hoping to save two."\n\nYou open and close your mouth a few times, before finally giving a defeated nod. "I... I'll do my best."\n\n"Okay. Look, the best thing to do is possess her and guide her towards a love interest. Once you're inside you should still have access to all the knowledge in that," she adds, tapping the journal. "Just give it a go, and remember. Keep control. Everyone deserves a chance at love. Everyone deserves an opportunity to be saved."\n\nWith that, her wings flutter once, and she's simply gone. You stare for a moment at the spot where she was, before turning and staring at Maya, still reading and utterly oblivious to everything that just happened. Or that you ever existed. Almost feeling another attack of whatever it was come back, you take a few deep breaths to push it back. No, you need to focus. Instinctively knowing what to do, you tilt forward and surrender yourself to the gravity of Maya's mortal body. And just like that, you're looking out through her eyes, reading the book yourself.\n\nYou close the book and sit up, adjusting a little to suddenly knowing everything Maya knew. She really does remember Mallory in place of you... a much more outgoing, cheerful, rather smirky person that still somehow has the same history. You try not to get angry, since you're not sure how much of that you can pick up on. The mission is to find Maya someone to truly fall in love with... and if you take Kariel to heart, that includes Mallory, because it could save him as well as Maya.\n\nYou review the knowledge of the book, and its suggestions of who might make a good match for Maya. One of the potentials is [[Kevin|ChJa]], your other main friend from back when you were Jamie. You know that he and Maya know each other, even if they aren't really friends themselves, but apparently they have the potential to be more. There's also her friend [[Morrigan|ChJa]], who you don't think you've met, another goth girl from school. Oddly enough, the third suggestion isn't one person, but [[a couple|ChJa]] she hasn't met yet, seniors at school. The fourth is... [[Mallory|ChJa3x2]].

<i>I mean... if we're here to have adventures, seems like we ought to go to the Adventurer's Guild, right?</i> you reply. <i>That's where plot hoo-, um, quests are. ... And maybe we'll find opportunities for, y'know... lewd stuff... on the quests they give.</i>\n\n<i>That's a good idea, Master! Plot hooks that can turn lewd are the best kind of plot hooks!</i>\n\n<i>You just said it straight out.</i>\n\nIn the morning, the two of you head downstairs to have breakfast in the inn dining room. Mary chatters on at you in your head about all the potentially lewd twists that could happen from mundane quests until finally you have to drag her back upstairs. Thus it winds up being a bit closer to noon when the two of you walk over to the large building. Inside it's... well, a lot like you'd expect, sort of a cross between a tavern and a social club. ... Not that you've ever really been in either one of those but it sort of fits your mental image. Spotting a desk with an attractive woman with blue hair and red eyes behind it, you walk over. "Uh, hi. I'd like to, um... register... join the guild?"\n\n"Registering as an official adventurer costs ten gold, that entitles you to accepting quests and turning in materials at our facilities," she explains in a very 'customer service' tone, taking out an overlarge piece of paper and laying it on the counter. "You'll need to fill in the information and then put your hand in this square to properly register yourself, then you'll get an ID crystal and your introductory rank." At an 'ahem' from Mary, the counter girl leans forward, briefly giving you a glimpse down her cleavage, before giving an 'ah' and setting out a thin slab of wood and another registration sheet. "My apologies, I've said we need a lower part of the counter for awhile but no one listens."\n\nYou glance at Mary, shrug, and hand her the board and paper, along with the sort-of-a-ballpoint-pen that the blue-haired girl lays out. You suppose technically Mary is your familiar and would fall under your registry, but it looks like she's interested in being registered too. Maybe just to continue passing as a Halfling... Sorceress, it looks like she wrote down. Oh right you guess you better come up with a class name. What's normal for this world? ... You have no idea. You wind up writing down 'Magus' because you saw it in an RPG book once as someone that uses both spells and a sword which you guess is you? Eventually you press a hand to the square on one side of the paper, then lift it after there's a quiet huff noise to find your handprint has been inked down. You take Mary's back when she holds it up to you and pass both to the counter girl, who takes them and heads through a nearby door.\n\n"Meh! More little maggot adventurers getting underfoot! Just because you got tall enough to walk without that sword scraping the ground doesn't mean you're ready for this life, boy!"\n\nYou blink and turn at the sound of the voice from behind you. The speaker is a tall, thin guy with disheveled brown hair and an uneven stubble of beard, his nose a bit crooked and jaw uneven. He's wearing a green cloak and a shirt and pants that are in slightly mismatched styles and colors so that nothing really goes together, and the ostentatious gold-and-rubies sword at one hip clashes horribly in its look with the silver and sapphire scimitar on the other. Overall he looks more like he ought to be hitting you up for a 'toll' to cross a bridge in the middle of nowhere than an adventurer, and yet-\n\n<i>How does a guy like that have two such hot girls with him?</i> you can't help but think to Mary, a little disgusted. The women clinging to the adventurer's arms aren't just pretty, they're both practically naked, showing off large amounts of their perfect skin with skimpy outfits that you guess mean they're either dancers or... ... you're going to assume they're dancers. You think they might be elves, or half-elves at least, considering the points of their ears, one with brown skin and pale hair, the other the typical pale skin and blonde hair, though otherwise they both look pretty similar.\n\n<i>Try to use assessment magic on him, Master, that might help you understand.</i>\n\n<i>Huh? Um, okay. ... 'Assess',</i> you think, wondering if the spell will work without you even saying anything, especially since it's just you... trying out a likely word. But helpfully a bunch of letters and numbers pop up around the adventurer. You have to admit you're pretty surprised... he looked like such an 'arrogant loser' type of character you assumed he'd actually be a wimp. But unless this world uses Disgaea-like levels and numbers his level's pretty high and his stats are good, and it looks like his equipment's top notch too. Apparently he actually is the hot shit he's acting like, besides a jerk.\n\n<i>Dancers are a support class with almost no offensive capability, if they want to go adventuring they have to find someone that's super capable and keeps all the threat off of them,</i> Mary explains as she folds her arms and leans back against your side. <i>Plus, y'know, for some girls a guy's strength is what gets their pussies wet instead of his looks, there's that.</i>\n\n"Hey, didn't you hear me? I said you don't belong here, boy!" the adventurer snaps at you, since you've just sort of been standing there looking at him. "Run home to your mother, you're not strong enough!"\n\n<i>I kinda wanna turn him into something, let's turn him into something,</i> Mary suggests helpfully.\n\n<hr>\n[[Hm, turn him into something, you say?|QOAW]]\n\n[[Nah, knock him off his high horse publicly.|QOAW]]\n\n[[Ignore him.|QOAW]]

The game title has a really weird font, almost makes one of the letters look like it's doubled up. But ninjas are always cool, and VR ninjas in a special edition have to be even cooler than that, right? Let's see, what's the description say...\n\n'Enter a world where the true power is in the shadows. Where numerous groups vie for dominance, decadence, power, and pleasure. The Power of Shadows edition expands the number of factions you can join, and the number of available classes in all factions. Join the struggle, and see if you come out on top, or are pinned at the bottom!'\n\nYeah, definitely sounds interesting! Huh, is this an online game or single player? It doesn't really say. ... Well, you'll have a try playing it and see, if it starts forcing you to socialize by doing raids and stuff you can always drop it like a rock. You reach up and tap the option, then blink as the area around you turns into a dark, shadowy, dungeon-like room surrounded by stone arches, their interiors completely pitch black.\n\nThe screen that had been in front of you minimized when you touch it, and is now replaced by a more stylized one with a much more edgelordy font. (You can still read it easily enough, luckily.)\n\n<center>CHOOSE YOUR FACTION\n\n[[The Time Mana Nin|QONA]]\nThese female ninjas have learned to tap into the flow of time itself to bolster their physical abilities and powers. A high-level Time Mana Nin is almost invincible... but, as the faction has made an enemy of every other faction, few survive to reach such a height.\n\n[[The Shayde Corporation|QONA3x1]]\nA highly-connected and wealthy faction, the Shayde Corporation uses its highly advanced technology to support its agenda of eventual world domination (of <i>every</i> world). Pragmatic, they can make allies of almost anyone... and betray them far more easily.\n\n[[The Beast Bloc|QONA1x1]]\nA loose alliance of all manner of monsters, demons, and a rare few humans who have betrayed their own realm (or been corrupted into doing so). Monsters have few allies, even each other, but when banded together can be a potent and overwhelming force.\n\n[[Sin Run Nin|QONA2x1]]\nSupposedly named for the early ninjas who ran towards sinful demons to fight them... or ran away from the concept of sinning... or... something. More casual and easygoing, most Sin Run Nins are individual operators with high autonomy, at most working in pairs.\n\n[[Tigress Squad|QONA4x1]]\nA government agency primarily focused around elite female soldiers. (Which government? Don't worry about that.) While outfitted with the latest combat tech, Tigresses are heavily beholden to their officers, and must obey all orders from above.\n\n[[Shonen Leap|QONA]]\nMale members of other, female-dominated organizations who became frustrated at either being denied entry or being unable to move up in the ranks. Shonen Leap is nominally a force for good, but occasionally has been known to attempt revenge on the other factions.</center>

"Oooo, you're such a good girlll," Maya coos happily, cupping your cheeks and leaning in to kiss you quickly before adding, "Okay, I'm gonna have you shower over here tomorrow before we go out for the day, so don't worry about that in the morning. Do send me some sexy selfies before bed though... oh, and no more trying to play with yourself, I haven't decided if you're allowed to get off on your own yet," she finishes in a teasing tone, giving you another kiss.\n\n"Yes Mistress," you repeat, though with your face much more red, tucking the test tube into your pocket before heading out.\n\nYour mother seems weirdly pleased that you barely arrived home in time for dinner. Why <i>is</i> she so thrilled at you spending so much time at Maya's? Weird. Well, it's not like she knows you're doing lewd stuff (and even if she did suspect it, she'd never suspect the nature of it, that's for sure). You go through dinner doing your best to be very normal, very calm, very usual you, despite the whole time feeling the panties hugging your hips and ass and soft little sissy-clit. This time you can barely wait to get upstairs and strip down in front of the mirror, panting as you eagerly take pictures for Maya, wanting her to know how aroused and sexy she's made you feel. These panties cover more of your ass for sure, but they also hug it and pull it into an even sexier, girlier shape. You even bend over and take a shot of yourself in the mirror, your ass lifted and presented, the little bulge of your soft prick visible hugged between your thighs. Only then do you give in to the worry of being caught and quickly scramble back into your clothes.\n\nYou get more affirmations over text about what a good, sexy, slutty girl you are and Maya promising what fun the two of you are going to have shopping tomorrow. Your head swims with the idea of going out in public wearing panties... maybe even more... and then shopping for girls' clothes for yourself. Or rather, being there and having your mistress decide on them for you, because there's no doubt in your mind that Maya's going to pick out what she wants you to wear and treat you like her sweet little dressup doll. \n\nIn fact your head is swimming so much that you almost forget to take the vial of stuff Maya gave you. You draw it out of the pocket of your jeans, eyeing it. It's really obvious that Maya found other stuff to make in that book, either while she was searching for an antidote (before giving up) or afterwards. You remember some of the things you saw in there, and wonder just which of those potential potions this could be.\n\n'... Eh, none of my business,' you think as you pull out the stopper and drink it. It's Maya's business what she wants to have happen to you, you have no say in it, and that's just how you like it. Shivering a bit in delight at that thought, you slip into bed, wiggling out of your sleeping pants once you're under the covers to leave yourself in just t-shirt and panties.\n\nWhen you wake up in the morning, you sit up and stretch with a yawn... then blink at the feeling of something soft brushing around your face. Getting up, you pad to the mirror, then stare. Your hair has grown out overnight. In fact it's well past your shoulders now, almost to your mid-back, thick and a little poofy with sleep. 'Um,' you think, brushing your hands over it. ... Is that the only change? You eye yourself in the mirror, turning back and forth. You definitely seem to have lost any other body hair below the eyebrows. You kind of think maybe your lips are a little more full and pink? And the same thing of your nipples, perhaps, you think as you brush your fingers over them and shiver slightly. But you're not sure about either of those, if there is a change it's subtle enough it could be your imagination. It seems to mostly be the hair. Probably.\n\nShrugging, you get dressed, and spend a few running your brush through your new growth of hair to get it at least slightly tamed. You're not sure how you'll explain this, but you'll have to manage somehow, since this is what Maya wants. You trot downstairs, considering just ducking out the door, but instead doing what you somehow know Maya would want you to and heading into the kitchen for breakfast instead.\n\n"Here you are, dear, I went ahead and made you some eggs for-" your mother says as she starts to turn around... then blinks. She blinks a few more times, staring at your head... then just shrugs. "My, I think we really overshot your last haircut," she murmurs as she sets the plate down in front of you, apparently having just convinced herself that she simply didn't notice how long your hair had been getting. \n\n"Um, I think Maya said she had an idea for my hair," you murmur as you start scarfing the eggs. "That we'll get done today. While we're hanging out." Which is not strictly true, but close enough. If Maya gave you this hair, pretty fair chance she has an idea of what she wants to do with it.\n\n"Oh!" your mother says, perking up instantly. "Well in that case have fun, dear!" Yeah she is oddly okay with Maya deciding on how you look, what's with that?\n\nOkie-doke. You head off to Maya's, head once again full of all the lewd things that she might possibly have planned in addition to her little shopping trip. Of course the first thing she does when you walk in the door is push you to your knees right there in the entryway and have you blow her again. Well, not the <i>very</i> first thing. The very first thing she does is strip off your clothes save for the cute little pink panties, and have you kneel there wearing them as she gives you a facefucking. Though today she quickly cums down your throat, rather than it just being a leadin, leaving you with the taste and feel of her load smeared inside your mouth and down your throat as she finally reclaims the panties and sends you off to her shower with specific instructions.\n\nYou wash your body and your new lustrous mane with the absolute girliest-smelling shampoo and body wash you've ever touched, emerging from the shower with your skin having taken on a rosy glow and your hair thick and damp and full-bodied. Maya cheerfully rubs you dry with a towel like she would a puppy she'd just finished bathing, then sits you down on a stool in front of the mirror to brush out your hair and apply a light, subtle working of makeup to your face, all the while making soft little comments telling you what a cute, darling, obedient, fuckable girl you are. Once she's finished, she binds your hair into a ponytail high up on your head so that it arches back and falls, and has you look in the mirror. It definitely looks like a very cute girl gazing back at you, with luscious brown hair and modestly-done makeup and soft, kissable pink lips.\n\nMaya takes you by the hand and leads you back into her room, where she has you stand there as she retrieves something from her dresser. You bite your lower lip but stand obediently as she kneels in front of you and fastens the gleaming pink chrome cage around your cock and balls, guiding them into it and then fastening on the small heart-shaped lock, insuring that you won't even be able to stim your limp little sissy-clit without her permission. Then, smirking, she shows you a glimpse of the matching pink chrome butt plug with its heart-shaped jewel base before turning you around and bending you forward, making you whimper as the cold, smooth metal toy slides inside you and settles, pressing against the inside of your asscheeks and shifting inside you once you stand up.\n\n"There we go. Now, I've got a cute little outfit allll ready for you," Maya says, gesturing to the bed. You look over and blush again at the sight of the red checkered pleated skirt, white spaghetti-strap top, white thighhighs, and white cotton panties. Which you watch Maya pick up and lightly stretch between her thumbs, giving a performative 'hmmm'. "Buuuut... do you really think we need these?" she asks teasingly, eyes sparkling as she looks at you.\n\n<hr>\n[[You don't need the panties.|QOMS]]\n\n[[You'd like the panties.|QOMS]]

"S-so wait," you stammer as you stare at the image on the screen. "Are you seriously saying that Katrina will... ... with any guy you tell her to?"\n\n"Any guy at all," Will agrees with a smirk. "And yeah, that'd definitely include you, little bro."\n\nYou open and close your mouth several times, then jump a little as he restarts the video, staring at it as one of the other men in it settles onto the floor and pulls her atop him, his hands gripping her ass and guiding her onto his cock, spreading open her extremely pretty pink pussy and starting to fuck up into her as she moans. You never really thought of moans as having an accent, but there they are.\n\n"Tell you what, how about I have her fuck you?" Will smirks as you stare over at him again, your eyes wandering back and forth between him and the screen. "The thought kind of turns me on, to be honest. But let's teach you a lesson in instant gratification versus long-term investment while I'm at it... gotta be a good big brother, efter all."\n\n"L-lesson?" you stammer, fighting the urge to pull out your cock and start stroking it, your brain fogging with the desire to get at least some relief.\n\n"I can either call Katrina back right now, and she'll be here tomorrow afternoon and you can fuck her as soon as physically possible... or... if you wait until proper summer vacation starts, I'll loan her to you for the entire summer break."\n\nYou can definitely see what he meant about a lesson in immediate gratification... your throbbing cock and the part of your brain that's almost hypnotized by the activities on the screen is screaming at you to get Katrina back here now now now, you need to fuck her, you need to have your cock in her. But... an entire summer... a girl, no, a woman that hot, that beautiful, doing whatever you tell her for <i>months</i>...\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck her ASAP.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Take her for the summer.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOBro]]

"I was, um, really looking forward to today too," you murmur, squirming. "Especially... getting fucked again," you add, going red up to the tips of your ears.\n\n"Oh yeah?" Maya smirks, stroking your hair adoringly... then using that hand to gradually push you down to your knees. You bite your lower lip in nervousness and anticipation as she unzips her jeans and produces that pretty, pleasing prick and lightly slaps it against your face a few times.\n\n"Y-yeah," you breath, already starting to pant softly, your whole body feeling flushed as you look up at her, shivering with eagerness as she rubs her cock against your face. "I... I tried to get myself off with my fingers," you admit, whimpering softly as she lifts her balls free of her jeans and leans forward to press them against your cheek. "But I couldn't... it... it just wasn't as good as your cock..."\n\n"Oohhh dearrrrr," Maya coos, biting her own lower lip briefly even as she continues to smirk. "Well that's just too bad. Maybe if you're a really good girl, we'll train your ass to be more sensitive so that you can get yourself off with it... or maybe we won't," she adds in a low, sultry purr.\n\nOf course, you're not really able to reply, since as she's saying it she's angling her cock into your mouth and pushing it in, and you're busy relaxing your throat and sucking it down. You gaze up at her worshipfully as she pushes her prick down your throat and then starts gently pumping her hips, her balls thumping against your chin as she fucks your face. Your tongue worships that absolutely, wonderfully <i>pleasing</i> prick of hers near-literally as she takes her time about jerking herself off with your throat.\n\n"Mm, there's my good girl, Jamie," Maya murmurs, continuing to stroke your hair as she gives you that slow, smooth facefucking. You have plenty of time to suck in breath through your nose as she pulls back, and you realize that she's not intending to be quick about this. She's going to have you sucking her cock for a good, long while. Your limp little bitch-dick doesn't so much as twitch, but your bitch-hole definitely does, quivering a little in anticipation realizing you're going to have to earn getting fucked by being a good girl.\n\nMaya does give you a break after about ten minutes though... purely so the two of you can go upstairs to her room, where she strips down to nothing and you strip down to just the panties she made you wear. Then she settles down on the side of the bed and spreads her legs, this time guiding your head to those pretty, smooth, soft balls and having you lick, suck, and kiss them. "We've got all day, so don't worry," she assures you as you worship her balls, your tongue rolling adoringly over her sack. "Now, keep your hands between your thighs, but no playing with your sissy-clit, understood?"\n\nYou nod a little, tucking your hands between your thighs and pressing them there, resisting the urge to try and stimulate the limp little bulge in the front of your panties. Instead you focus your everything on pleasing Maya's balls... oh, god, they feel so good to have your mouth on, it's almost addictive how pleasing it is to please them. Time seems to both stretch and to fly as you do your best to go over every tiny bit of them with your tongue, and eventually a half hour passes before Maya finally guides you back upward and urges your mouth back down onto her, filling your throat again.\n\nThough this position means she's not the one doing the thrusting and pumping now, her hand constantly on your head, lightly entangled in your hair, insures that you never for a moment think you're the one in control here. You may be moving your neck but she's still the one fucking your mouth, the loving, knowing smirk on her lips as she gazes down at you possessively showing that she knows it. And it just feels so good to have her using you, to have her taking pleasure from you, as she takes you and dominates you and calls you her good girl.\n\nIt's even longer before she eventually tightens her grip in your hair and pulls your head back, with you instinctively opening your mouth wide and jutting your tongue out as she grabs her cock with her other hand and strokes. Her thick shots of cum hit the roof of your mouth and dribble down onto your tongue, slowly pooling in your mouth as she fires off more and more, threatening to overflow your mouth and indeed sending some of her jizz dribbling down your chin, before she finally, and somewhat breathlessly, tells you to swallow. You close your mouth and gulp, feeling that whole thick, accumulated, hot load slide down your throat, almost feeling like you can feel it settling into your belly.\n\nOf course shortly afterward you're being filled more properly, laying on your front on the bed with Maya on top of you, one of her arms around your neck and her tits pillowed on your back, your panties pulled to the side as she pounds down into your ass. Your limp bitch-dick rubs against the sheets and mattress, stimulating it into dripping even if it remains completely unhard, but all your focus is on the feel of Maya's own flawlessly firm fuckstick slamming your sissy-hole. Your eyes roll and your tongue lolls out, making girlish whimpers and whines as Maya pounds into you, the lube she used squelching amidst the slaps of her hips on your ass and making it sound like you have an absolutely gushingly wet pussy.\n\nMaya fucks you to at least four assgasms, proving that you absolutely can cum from her cock alone now, and dumps two loads into you, each one churning you up, pushing deep and hot in you and making you feel even wetter and gooier and more like she's fucking a slutty boy-pussy as she pounds your ass. Eventually though she pulls out and flops onto her back, panting, bare, sweaty breasts heaving up and down as she catches her breath, her cock jutting in a still mostly hard arc above her belly. After a few seconds, though, she draws you over and starts kissing you again, pulling you on top of her as she does. You kiss her back, your tongue twining with hers, kissing your master, your owner, your dominator with all the adoration in your heart as your small, limp, pathetic cock rubs and grinds against her big, hardening, magnificent one.\n\nAfter awhile Maya urges you to move, and you shift your hips, slipping about and this time actually guiding her cock into yourself with one hand. Soon you're riding her, albeit with her hands on your hips still controlling you, guiding you, assuring you that you may be on top but she's still the one fucking you. Your soft shaft bounces lightly as you work yourself over her prick, every little sway and wobble reinforcing that you've become her sweet sissy girl. \n\n"Mmm, y'know I ordered some fun stuff for you last night after our talk," Maya purrs as she continues having you slowly ride her cock with no sign of stopping any time soon.\n\n"Y-yeah?" you gasp out, shivering as your ass quivers and clenches around her lightly at the reminder of that talk, and the lewd pictures she had you send her.\n\n"Mhmmm, they should be here tomorrow," she continues, still looking as pleased as a cat that's learned to open the refrigerator to get itself milk. "Which will be good because then we can make use of them when we go out shopping," she adds as she gives a thrust upward.\n\nYou gasp, both at the sudden deeper penetration and being lifted higher on her hips and at the implication of going out in public with whatever she has in mind being used. "Sh-shopping?!" you whimper.\n\n"Well you can't just wear <i>my</i> panties forever! We'll have to get you some of your own, and some clothes befitting such a sweet sissy girl," Maya coos, now starting to fuck up into you harder and faster, making you arch your back and squeal loudly and regularly, your limp clit-dick jiggling. "Don't worry, I've got some clothing funds saved up and I don't mind at allll spending them on my cute little slave!" she adds, your ass quivering and clenching around her as you cum at being called her 'cute little slave'.\n\nMaya fucks you a few more times before the two of you take a quick break for lunch, and then it's right back to it, this time spending a little while doggy style, with you on all fours and Maya gripping your waist, pounding into you from behind, occasionally pulling your hair or slapping your ass to make you squeal and whimper and all other sorts of sweet little girly noises. Her heavy, seemingly inexhaustible balls slap against your small ones, your limp shaft swaying and slinging out long lines of pre but never actually seeming to cum, leaving that entirely to your quivering, increasingly sensitive bitch-hole. \n\nBut eventually the afternoon wanes away and starts to fade into evening, and Maya sends you to take a quick shower before giving you a fresh pair of panties. These are obviously a somewhat older pair of hers, and are even bright pink and with a bit of ruffles around the waistband. Blushing and feeling even more sissified, you nevertheless step into them and pull them up, the tightness of them indenting your hips to make the girlish curve more obvious, and the same for how small and soft the bulge of your clit-cock is. You pull your boy clothes back on over your frilly pink little girl panties, Maya grinning and giving your butt a pat as you turn, before she goes, "Oh hey, almost forgot."\n\nYou turn back to her obediently as she heads over to her desk. You can see the vial with the rest of the dick-growth potion in it in a test tube rack... but it looks like she's filled several others as well. She plucks one up... a very pale pink one... and walks back over, holding it out. "Drink this before bed tonight."\n\n<hr>\n[["W-why, what is it?"|QOMS]]\n\n[["Yes Mistress."|QOMS1x4]]

"Katrina is way too... y'know, she's all refined and stuff, she'd never be some sort of slutty cock addict like that," you scoff.\n\n"Mm. Well, if she were here, I'd just have her suck you off to prove it," Will answers with a smirk, making you flush and harden further, squirming to hide it as he continues. "But since she's not here, I guess I'll have to prove it to you another way."\n\nHe picks up the TV remote, turning on the screen and hitting another button, bringing up what looks like some sort of file server interface. He spends a few moments inputting a password, then browses through the directories, before selecting what looks a lot like a movie file and clicking it.\n\nYour eyes widen as the screen instantly fills with a POV of your brother's fiancee sucking the cock of the man holding the camera, who's standing with her squatting on the balls of her feet in front of him. Katrina's very elegant lips are wrapped around the man's cock as she bobs her head, the long sideswept bangs of her otherwise fairly short-cut hair swaying as she moves, brilliant amethyst eyes turned up towards him as she moans softly, her large breasts swaying and jiggling with her motions. Not just the motions back and forth of her shoulders, but of her hands, since she's not just sucking a cock, she's stroking two more, rubbing them against her face. She gasps loudly as she pulls her mouth off of the man's cock and turns her head to the side, sucking on one of the others with just as much enthusiasm.\n\nYou just stare, your cock throbbing hard in your underwear, as the camera briefly pans up... showing that it's not even your brother holding it, but rather that he's one of the other two on her sides. The Will in the video grins and gives the camera a wink, the real thing chuckling beside you as he strokes his cock lightly, the camera quickly switching back to Katrina as she turns her head back and forth, sucking on each of the three dicks in turn.\n\n"<i>Yeah, you're a real slut for cocks, aren't you, baby?</i>" Will's voice says from the speakers as Katrina deep-throats the man holding the camera.\n\n"<i>Mmmmmn!</i>" Katrina moans loudly around the dick down her throat, before pulling back and stroking Will's and the third man's more eagerly, panting as she replies, her rather aristocratic Russian accent tinged by a bit of hoarseness and a lot of lust. "<i>Yessss, I love cocks, I'll do anything for more cock!</i>"\n\nYou stare stunned as Katrina returns to sucking and stroking, until she moans whorishly as all three start spraying their loads across her pretty face, thick splatters of white jizz hitting her perfect, almost elfin cheeks and falling in her lewdly-gaping mouth and across her jutting tongue. It's right there that Will pauses it, grinning as he looks over at you. "I've got plenty more of her. And other girls. Doing way, way more perverse stuff. Once I give them a good fucking and turn them into cock addicts, it's really just a question of gradually stepping it up until they'll do absolutely anything for me. Hell, some of them go full pervert pretty much instantly, it's like a limiter is taken off."\n\n<hr>\n[["... Katrina would really... ... with me?"|QOBro13x2]]\n\n[["You've got more of her?"|QOBro]]\n\n[["... How many other girls?"|QOBro]]\n\n[["Wait, <i>more</i> perverse?"|QOBro]]

Hm. There does seem to be quite a lot of magic in there. If there's that much... well, sometimes human mages can display a certain cunning, animals that they are. Giving a soft wuff to order Beta to follow you, you turn and trot further down the hall, pushing the door of the next room open and instead trotting to the wall, sniffing at it for a few moments before nodding. "Here, Beta. Burn it. But control your flame, I don't want the house burned down yet."\n\n"Yes, Alpha."\n\nA few moments later you trot through the smoldering hole in the wall into a surprisingly bland-seeming human room. Your eyes do pick out the mana glow of a number of enchanted objects, though, and leaving Beta at the hole in the wall to stand guard, you begin sniffing around at them one by one.\n\nThere's a [[summoning circle|QOBook]] set into the floor, braided metals etched with small, intricate runes to make them suitable for summoning almost anything. You could easily use that to summon forth more hellhounds... with a proper pack you could start carving yourself out a part of the mortal plane as your own. When other demons inevitably showed up, they would have to deal with you to make use of the foothold you'd established.\n\nThere's an [[Amulet of Many Shapes|QOBook]]... a simple item allowing shapeshifting, but this one seems particularly well-made. You could likely find a few uses for that, especially if you wanted to go undetected for longer.\n\nThere's a [[Wand of Outer Realm Communion|QOBook]], indicating that you were right and that this human mage would seem to traffic with the incomprehensible unknowables from the outer realms as well as things from the lower planes. Demons and those things don't always get along... but who's to say that you couldn't make it work?\n\nThere's also a [[Headband of Charisma|QOBook]], though for you it would be more of a collar. As a demon you already possess considerable powers of influence over lesser animal minds like Earthly dogs, horses, and humans, with that they wouldn't require much nudging at all to do your bidding.

"I mean, it's weird, but my mom's adapted to it pretty well despite going through the same thing," you point out. "She's happy enough, and my dad too even though he's wrapped up in it, so I mean... I think we should at least give it a shot, huh?"\n\nMaya seems to think that over for a few minutes, then nods. "Yeah, you're right... I mean we've been an incubus and a succubus for a combined total of like two days, it's probably pretty early to say 'Nope, gotta throw out this whole dang way of life'." She snickers a bit, leaning in to peck you on the lips, as well as giving your cock an affectionate squeeze. "Thanks for being the voice of reason. Daddy," she adds teasingly.\n\n"Plz no," you note flatly. Though your cock does give a little throb in her hand so maybe not all of you is as opposed to it as you'd like to think.\n\nMaya smirks at you, then glances at the clock on her bedside table. "... Tch, probably only got time for one more quick bang before my mom gets home." She pauses... then grins even more wickedly. "Unleeeeess you <i>wanted</i> to stick around for that...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Haha, maybe someday!|QOFam]]\n\n[[She should do that on her own!|QOFam]]\n\n[[Absolutely, let us do that.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You'd rather watch.|QOFam]]

"Hm? What was that?" the succubus says, turning back towards you and leaning in.\n\nThough you hadn't actually managed to say anything, you renew your silent pleas to her for mercy, and to not leave you trapped like this.\n\nThe succubus responds by bursting out laughing, straightening up and setting her hands on her hips. "Boy are <i>you</i> barking up the wrong tree! Don't know much about demons, huh?!" Then she hmmms, and cups her chin. "Still, while I wouldn't exactly call it 'gratitude', I guess I do feel a little bad for leaving you <i>completely</i> in this spot. It is just plain old boring as hell after all, and if there's one thing I can't stand, it's boredom. So maybe just to pay you back a little bit, I'll offer you some options. Let's see... oooo, I know!" Her eyes light up with a wicked gleam. "I could give you a little bit of succubus power! Just enough to influence the minds of others... oh, it'd only work on people you already have a connection with, though, else I'd have been out looong ago," she adds, folding her arms over her chest. "Sooo I guess you'd probably have to trade this curse to someone you know. And simultaneously start yourself on a path of corruption."\n\nWhile you're still silently reeling in horror from that, she hmmms. "Or I guess maaaybe I'd agree to share enough of my power with you that we could both stay free of the plush curse, but you'd have to be my bitch for awhile. Say... a century or so," she says with a snicker, pressing a knuckle to her mouth. "Then I'd set you free to do as you liked. Or, well... you could always just give me your soul completely," she notes, eyes glittering excitedly. "Trust meeee, an eternity of servitude wouldn't be so bad! I mean, think about it, me using you for my own pleasure aaaany time I waaaanted," she moans sensually, doing a half-mocking little drop of her knees as she slides her hands up and down her practically naked body. Then she straightens up and smirks again. "Plus trust me, once you give it away, you'll barely even care about not having it. So, c'mon, what'll it be? Catch me while I'm still in a generous mood, dolly."\n\nYou try to think fast, though it's not easy with a head literally full of fluff and also a full-blown panic about being stuck that way forever coming on. It sounds like you don't have much time! The first option, well, you might be able to get yourself out of this... but it sounds like it would have to be at the expense of someone you know. The thing of, uh, "being her bitch" for... a century?! ... Well at least you'd go free afterward and wouldn't have to hurt anyone you know. The giving her your soul seems like, by far, the least attractive option... ... other than the fact that despite being made of cloth and stuffing, you apparently still have a teenage libido, and being the sex slave of such a hot horny demon would be, uh... maaaaybe not so bad?\n\n<hr>\n[[Ask for succubus power.|QOVex4x1]]\n\n[[Agree to be her bitch.|QOVex3x3]]\n\n[[Offer her your soul.|QOVex]]

You don't want to get free at the expense of someone else, and you definitely don't want to give up your soul, so you guess you'll be her bi-... um... servant. You try to think your acceptance of that idea at her as hard as you can, and a moment later she grins.\n\n"Fine then! My name is Vex, and I'm your new boss!" she says as she picks you up in both hands. "Hmmmm... let's see heeeere..."\n\nSlowly your clothing starts to change, your little toy T-shirt drawing backwards, and then concentrating at your back, turning into a little felt tail sewn on there. Similarly your faux-denim jeans draw upward and turn into a pair of little spandex panties, your rubber-plastic shoes instead turning into thin cloth stockings on your little stumpy legs.\n\nA moment later, Vex starts shrinking but... not quite like you did. She does seem to be getting shorter and less defined, but it's more like she's losing... age? than size. As her full breasts slowly flatten and her hips grow more slender, you start to grow as well, your body once more taking on actual human proportions, her now less defined arms lowering you as you expand outward into having real legs again, setting you on them. You can feel a pair of nubby little horns pushing out of your forehead as you grow back to more human-like proportions, and a pair of fingerless tall stretchy gloves appear on your hands... to go with the thigh-high stockings you're now wearing, and the skimpy little panties that ride high on your hips. The little chain around your neck breaks and the pendant falls, instantly burning away to ash without a trace.\n\n"There! Done!" Vex announces in a higher and cuter voice as you 'pop' back to being flesh and blood. You blink a few times, patting down your bare chest and stomach, and feeling your new tail flick back and forth behind you before you rush over to the mirror. You look like you're probably a few years younger than you were before, with Vex being around the same age. Besides the skimpy little outfit and your new horns and tail, you've also got a glowing pink emblem etched low on your belly above your crotch, one of the sort you've maybe possibly seen enough lewd doujins to know what it means.\n\n"W-why am I younger?!" you squeak, clasping the sides of your head. "Why are <i>you</i>?!"\n\n"Like I said, I had to share my power with you to fully break the spell," Vex says, holding out her hands and turning them back and forth, not seeming particularly bothered by her physical de-aging. "So it's sort of split between us."\n\n"I'm an incubus now?" you whimper, turning back to her and clutching your hands under your chin, tail flicking more in distress.\n\n"Mmmmmm." Vex looks you up and down, then shakes her head. "No, no, I'd definitely say you're more of a succuboi."\n\n"A what?!"\n\n"You're a bottom, bay-beee!" she giggles, putting her fingertips to her cheeks and giving you a big impish grin. "Ah, don't fret over it, maybe you'll actually manage to evolve into a proper incubus at some point," she adds, giving a dismissive wave of the hand.\n\n"B-but you never said I'd become a... a... a thing!" you declare, gesturing to the lewdmark on your groin. "You said in a hundred years I'd get to go free!"\n\n"And you will! As a succuboi. Or incubus. Or whatever. Oh, calm down, if when it's time to part ways you reeeeally don't like it, I'll just absorb your demonic power back into myself and return you to being a boring ol' human," Vex scoffs, flapping both hands briefly. "But that's a long ways away from now. Now I've gotta figure out our next move."\n\n"Next move?" you whimper a bit, slumping in place.\n\n"Where to go from here. Having a bitch gives me more options but having less power gives me less so it's kinda an 'ehhhhh'," she says, the lolified succubus making a weighing motion with her hands. "I mean technically we could stay around here. The human world's always a good place to cause mischief and gain power, and between the two of us we should have enough power for a mind-fogging spell that would change everyone's memories."\n\n"Memories about...? Wait, like how old I'm supposed to be? What about you?"\n\n"Since we're connected it'd be pretty easy to add me as a 'bonus'. I'd basically become your sister. Most other things would stay the same, though I imagine we'd be heading to junior high instead of high school like you were. Not exactly a perfect plan but like I said, the human world's attractive. Or I could basically try to find us a demonic sugar momma or sugar daddy to take us in," she continues, cupping her chin again. "There's demons that love that kind of 'molding an apprentice' shit, our current forms would be ideal for encouraging that. Comes with its own pitfalls, obvs, but. Or I guess I could just pop back to my place and figure out our next move from there."\n\n"... Your place?"\n\n"I have a little pocket dimension. I can't really come back to Earth easily once I'm there without being summoned, which is why I didn't just do it right away. It'll give some more options, but basically we can give up on sticking around Earth in any fashion." She taps her lower lip a few times, then glances towards you. "Not that I'm saying you actually have a say, or anything, being my property, my toy, my subject, my-"\n\n"Bitch, yeah, yeah, I get it," you say with a sigh, hanging your head.\n\n"But what do you think, hm?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay here.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Find a patron.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Go to Vex's dimension.|QOVex]]

You find the button for 'Return to testing area' and click it. The scene fades, and Maya reappears standing right where she was at the start, looking the same. She blinks a few times, looking round, gradually seeming to become fully grounded and calm again.\n\n"You okay?" you ask. \n\n"Yup, I'm fine now. I'm ready to keep going!" she declares, a sparkle in her eyes. Yeah, she's clearly enjoying this. (Not like it wasn't obvious.) Oh well, she seems perfectly alright, and if she's having fun... ... and you get to keep watching. And, well, actually deciding what happens. You look back at the test options.\n\n<hr>\n[[Environments.|QODigiMayaTestEnvRepeat]]\n\n[[Partners.|QODigiMayaTestPartnerRepeat]]\n\n[[No, better to log her out.|QODigiMayaFemLogout]]

The girl seems like a good option. As noted, no pregnancy risk, people are less likely to be suspicious of two females spending a lot of time together, and she lives right down the street. You focus on that entry in the journal, and your wings reflexively give a flutter, and you find yourself standing in a bedroom instead of a kitchen. It's a bit messy, and a glance around shows that the style and aesthetic are a bit on the punk side. It sort of reminds you of Maya's room, just shaded towards 'metal' instead of 'broody' as far as music and aesthetics go. You also see your target flopped in a chair, eyes closed and a pair of catear headphones on, the light-up portions of them flickering quickly in time with the mostly inaudible music.\n\n'Katalina Everman,' you note, glancing through the book. Pretty girl, nice body, somewhat messy hair partially piled on her head in a loose bun, green eyes, her own little beauty mark under one eye. Currently wearing a baggy black turtleneck sweater and jeans with a rip high on the back of one thigh, with fishnet stockings underneath. Parents are hardly ever home (another reason she was picked), mostly straight but mildly bi-curious, not much direction in life (another reason she was picked, apparently since she hasn't made any plans you're less likely to derail anything by having her "help"). And apparently one of the biggest reasons she was picked was... her ass. Sarah herself is apparently something like 99% only interested in guys, but every time she's found herself even a little tempted by a girl it was because of their butt, and Katalina apparently has the exact sort of girlbutt that makes Sarah bite her lip. Well, okay then.\n\nTaking a breath, you close your eyes and let go, toppling forward towards the sitting girl. You're abruptly aware of the loud music blaring in your ears, and open your eyes to look around from Kat's perspective. The room now seems somehow more... dull... to you. Well, that's probably your host's perceptions, she sees this every day, she's probably a little numb to it. Actually she seems a little numb in general. There's a distinct malaise in here... eesh, maybe you'll be doing both Sarah and Kat a favor with this. A bit curious, you shut off the music, letting Kat's habits plug in the headphones to recharge before you get up and head over to a mirror in the room. Feeling a little embarrassed all the same, you turn around and then look over your shoulder to examine the reflection.\n\n<img src="images/ezKkgNZ.jpg">\n\n'This is the butt that's gonna preserve some important destiny, huh?' you think. Seems a lot of pressure to rest upon that pantyline. At least Kat isn't aware of your thoughts or trepidation, you get the sense she'd probably freak out and shut down, leaving you to run things entirely, which would probably be bad. You're gonna need at least her downtime cooperation so that no one notices something's weird.\n\nAnyway, you need to figure out how to hook Kat up as Sarah's side piece. You consider the journal, and find that you're aware of a number of references and possibilities it had listed, even though you're not physically holding it anymore. The first and most long-term option is to [[become friends|ChJa]] with Sarah and then gradually evolve things from there. After all, the main thrust of the mission is that she still be married to her husband in ten years, but also happy and sexually satisfied. As long as you hook up with her before her marriage is beyond the point of no return (which shouldn't be for awhile yet), there's no rush.\n\nYou could also try to [[seduce her|ChJa]]. Also possibly a non-immediate path, but definitely one with a more direct route to sex, and therefore to satisfying Sarah. You do have the secret weapon of Sarah's favorite girlbutt... showing it off in the right ways could have Sarah and you entwined in lesbian lovemaking before the month is out at the very least.\n\nOr you could always [[be direct|ChJa]]. Come up with some method to present sex to her as something she can have here and now, consequence-free. It would be the fastest and possibly easiest path... of course, it would keep Sarah and Kat's relationship strictly sexual, pretty much, but then again that could be a benefit depending on how you look at it.

"Ah! A Going Ape mutagen!" Tentara squeals, her eyes glittering happily as she clutches them together, then leans forward to grab it from you with her hands, coming dangerously close to smooshing her boobs right into your face.\n<<set $apepot -= 1>>\n<<if not $apepotid>>"Mutagen?" you echo.\n\n"Well a temporary type. I love studying the effects of these! See, it reverts you to a... well, not an earlier stage of evolution, really," Tentara says almost dreamily, eyeing the long slender vial of green stuff the way a more stable person might eye a sex toy. (You somehow think she's going to take advantage of the shape of the vial at some point.) "More like a sort of idealized, enhanced version of that! Or it brings out those sorts of traits or... well, I'm not entirely sure! That's why it's so fun to study! It's called 'Going Ape' because it makes humans act like big horny monkeys, obviously, but it does something similar to monster girls."\n\n... Yeah you're also pretty sure that Tentara is not necessarily going to ask permission from the next monster girl she finds to try that stuff out on, from the way she's started giggling maniacally.<<set $apepotid to true>><br><br><<else>>You nod. "Figured it was something you'd want."\n\n"Oh they're my faaaavorite, yeah! Kyu-hu-hu~!" She wiggles around delightedly, the tips of her lower tentacles squirming. <<endif>>"I can give you whatever I have on me for it, or we could... ah... we could, y'know..." She hugs herself, pressing her big tits up between her arms, making them look like they're about to burst through her threadbare top. "... Do stuff? ... For it?"\n\n<hr>\nTrade for [[whatever she has on her|TentaraSellTrade]].\n\nTrade for [[doing stuff.|TentaraSellSex]]*

Almost at the same moment, you thrust forward and complete your change, throwing back your head and giving an exultant howl as you force your knot past the human's lips, her jaw forced wide as her mouth is completely filled with the huge, still swelling flesh, your long canine prick buried down her stretched, bulging throat. The other hellhound joins his howl to yours as he shoves forward into the human bitch, shoving his knot into its pussy and starting to pour his load into her.\n\nWith your load pumping into its stomach and the other hound's load gushing into its womb, the humaan's belly begin swelling rather rapidly, stretching and bulging out below her. You can feel it quivering and moaning around your prick in orgasm, its human hands gripping at your haunches as both of you just keep emptying your balls into it. Gradually though the gripping of its hands turns more desperate, almost clawing at your fur as it bucks and twists. You're fairly sure it's still cumming even as it rapidly runs out of air due to your cock blocking its throat and mouth, its nose desperately rubbing against the base of your sheath as it struggles to get in a breath. \n\nFinally the human bitch goes completely limp, its limbs dropping and hanging heavily, its body only supported by you and your packmates knots still lodged inside its holes. At least it died orgasming, a fitting end for any pathetic human animal, you think. You pant and, for the moment, enjoy some camaraderie with the other hellhound, lapping at its neck and shoulders as it does the same to you while you both continue to use the human's empty shell as a cumdump.\n\n<hr>\n[[Try to un-knot first.|QOBook12x3]]\n\n[[Just relax and enjoy yourself.|QOBook]]

Yup. Maya's a furry.\n\nShe would <i>vehemently deny</i> she was a furry, and has in the past, but you've (accidentally) seen what's on her hard drive, and are sort of vaguely aware of what other chat servers she's in. You even, for this particular plan, managed to track down her furry identity online so that you could tailor this whole thing to her. You make sure that, in bug form, you scurry under the computer printout you made before changing into the fursuit form you came up with, so that the paper is resting on top. \n\n"Big box," you can hear Maya saying from outside, and then you're rocked and shifted around as she picks it up. "Wonder what this is, I haven't ordered anything lately. ... Definitely not from FuzzFondness," she adds as you can feel the motion changing with you being carried upstairs. Shortly after you come to rest, light spills in as Maya opens the box, and you can see (perceive, whatever) her peering in, her jaw dropping as she sees the gleam of the material. "What?! No way! How in the!" \n\nShe just goggles for a moment, before picking up the sheet of paper and reading it aloud. "'Thank you, DarklightEverbeamX, for being a loyal member of FuzzFondness. You have won our 1,000,000 members competition raffle! Please enjoy this custom fursuit of your character with our compliments!' Wait, that's... I kind of remember seeing that contest, but I didn't know it had this level of prize!" Maya seems half delighted and half embarrassed, glancing from the paper to you in the box. Then she frowns. "... Wait, did FuzzFondness have my real name and address?"\n\nCrap you were hoping she'd be too excited to think about that. It was sort of one of the weak points in your plan. You're glad fursuits are sweaty instead of being able to sweat, because right now you'd probably be... oozing glowing stuff or whatever such shiny, brightly-patterned creatures would do.\n\n"... Ohhhh right I've bought comms through their auction system before," Maya says, tossing the paper aside. "They probably just generated the mailing label from my FriendFunds account."\n\nWhew!\n\nMaya reaches in, taking hold of your baggy, currently empty form and hauling it out of the box, revealing that the fursuit is designed to look like-\n\n<hr>\n[[-a female panther.|QOBook27x2]]\n\n[[-a male "tiger-shark".|QOBook]]\n\n[[-a futa "succupus".|QOBook]]

"Ah, well." You exchange a glance with Maya, then shrug, rubbing your upper arm with one hand as you look back at the tanned demoness. "What's your name?"\n\n"I don't have one." The succubus blinks a little, squinting in confusion. "Eh, I don't?" She sighs, shaking her head. "That's so gross!"\n\n"Er, you don't have a name?" Maya asks, frowning.\n\n"Guess not!" She shrugs, spreading her hands. "That... whoever she was, she must have just grabbed some demon energy from the lower planes with a succubus-summoning spell. So I guess I'm so brand new I don't even have a name, that's really annoying, yanno?"\n\n"Brand new? But... you can talk," you point out.\n\n"In every language on Earth, all the ones of the lower planes too, and I know a ton about demonic and human nature, as well as a bunch of spells and other useful things," the succubus says with a nod and a somewhat smug grin, resting her hands on her practically bare hips. "That's just how demons work, we know pretty much everything we need to the second we're made. ... Just not a name, I guess," she mutters.\n\n"Uh, okay, how about... 'Mary', then?" you suggest, holding up a finger.\n\n"Little sacriligeous, doncha think?" Maya mutters to you, quirking an eyebrow.\n\n"Hush, I like it," you mutter back.\n\n"Hey, Mary! That's nice!" the succubus chirps, clasping her hands and giving her wings a little flutter. "That sounds really good! I'm Mary, that's great! Hello, Master, I'm Mary!" she continues, doing a little bow to you, then whipping to the side to do the same to Maya. "Hello, Master's friend, I'm Mary!" She whirls to the side, raising her hand. "Hi, tree, I'm-!"\n\n"I'm sure the tree heard the other introductions," Maya says a little flatly.\n\n"Eheh." Mary cocks her head to one side and pokes her tongue out a little. "Sorry, little excited, yanno?"\n\n"His name's 'Jamie', not 'Master'," Maya adds, tone rather cool. "And I'm 'Maya', not 'Master's friend'."\n\n"O-oh, okay," the blonde succubus answers, her smile turning a little shaky as she nods. Her blue eyes turn downward as she pokes her index fingers together, jubilance having turned to nervousness.\n\n<hr>\n[[Ask Mary to do some tricks.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Ask Maya what's eating her.|QOSuc2x4]]

You exchange a glance with Maya. "Maybe it had better be me. We don't know what that might do, right?"\n\n"Ahhh, he's doing it to protect her! That's really cute!" Lucoa squeals happily, before clearing her throat. "Alright, one succubus familiar coming up!" she adds in a chirp, holding out her hand to the side, palm downward. There's a loud <i>poof</i> and a roil of smoke, and when it clears there's a brown-skinned girl with long, pretty blonde hair, big blue eyes, horns, and wings standing there. She only looks a year or two older than you, though she's wearing a black leather bustier hugging her full (though not as much as Lucoa) brown breasts, and a matching bikini-style bottom riding high on her hips, along with black leather boots and bracers. "Well, you kids have fun!" Lucoa chirps, before she just... uncoils, into a massive black serpentine form with iridescent wings, taking off and quickly disappearing into the sky.\n\nYou, Maya, and the succubus are all left staring after her with slack jaws. It takes a minute before any of you are sufficiently recovered... it kind of makes you feel better that even the demon was apparently as surprised about that as the two mortals. She clears her throat against her fist, then rests her hands on her hips, leathery wings spreading a bit. "Greetings, my mortal master," she says calmly, somehow reminding you of a cat trying to maintain its dignity after falling off a table. "What would you have of me first?"\n\n<hr>\n[[A blowjob.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Her name.|QOSuc2x3]]

"Well, we were trying to summon a succubus, not a dragon," you say a little distantly, some part of your brain taking control of your mouth, Maya giving a few numb nods of agreement.\n\n"Ehhhh, really?" Lucoa pouts a little, putting a fingertip to her lips. "Oh well, I guess I understand. I hear that a succubus is all the young people talk about on their internet sites," she says with a sigh that makes her huge tits jiggle, her shoulders slumping. Then she perks up a little. "Still, I can help out a bit! It's very dangerous to summon a completely unleashed succubus you know, it's very lucky I answered instead. I'll summon you up a succubus, and go ahead and bind it to one of you as a familiar. That way it won't be able to make any mischief you don't tell it to!"\n\n"Oh, uh, thanks." Maya nods, obviously trying not to stare at Lucoa's chest. "Those are, I mean, that's really generous of you."\n\n"Hmmm, which one should I bind it to, though?" Lucoa muses aloud, turning her head back and forth between the two of you.\n\n<hr>\n[[You.|QOSuc2x2]]\n\n[[Maya.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Both.|QOSuc]]

"We'll get you a cellphone, so that you don't have to keep bumming other peoples' computers to use the internet and look up outfits," you say with a grin, resting a hand on her shoulder.\n\n"Ohmigawsh!" she squeals, leaping forward and practically tackling you, wrapping her arms around you. "Thank you, Master, you're the best!" \n\n"Ack! Mary!"\n\n"Sorry!"\n\nMaya declines the offer to join the two of you, so soon you're out walking to the mall. Mary seems just as happy to be there as you might expect, window-shopping lavishly... though after she bends far enough over to look at something and her skirt rises up to show a flash of her pussy, you have to have a quick, whispered, and very red-faced conversation convincing her to make herself some panties. She pouts, but eventually agrees, and though you don't see them you can only assume she's made herself a pair. \n\nThe cell phone place is indeed the first stop, and you figure out your budget. You'll have to use your emergency credit card, you figure, but it should be okay as long as you pay it back eventually. (Hopefully Mary's 'it's normal' field can smooth that over some?) You're not exactly surprised when she picks out a smartphone and buys a pink case for it. As the two of you leave, she ecstatically takes a number of selfies, snagging your arm and leaning in close to get herself and your nervously smiling face in.\n\n"Thank you, Master, I love it!" she chirps, and you blush even more as you notice a few heads turning.\n\n"Mary, maybe don't call me 'Master' when other people are around," you murmur, glancing about nervously.\n\n"Aw, but you said I could if I wanted," she says with a pout, drooping a little in place.\n\n"I know, but..." You trail off with another glance around, then take her hand and pull her off into a small alcove. Keeping your voice low, you say, "I told you I wouldn't order you to do anything you don't want to do, and I meant it." You even dare to give her hand a squeeze, taking a breath before adding, "But it looks like your 'everything's normal' field has limits, and I think people notice you calling me Master."\n\n"You don't want them to hear me say it?" Mary asks, sounding a little sad. "... Is this for my sake, Master? Or are you embarrassed of me?"\n\n<hr>\n[[It's for your sake.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[It's for her sake. (Lie)|QOSuc]]\n\n[[It's both.|QOSuc2x8]]

"Um. Okay. It's fine." You clear your throat. "Goodnight, Mary."\n\n"Goodnight, Master," she murmurs, rubbing her face against your shoulder. Soon you can feel her chest moving against you in slow, steady motions, her breath puffing against you evenly.\n\nYou lay there for a good long time, cock throbbing and very aware of the literal succubus in your bed, soft and warm against you, and filling the bed with her scent... something like cinnamon and vanilla. Still, eventually her calm and quiet helps lull you, and your cock relaxes much as the rest of you does. Soon enough you drift off to sleep as well. When you wake up you find yourself on your back, one arm around Mary, who's laying half on top of your chest, head tucked in against your neck and throat. You swallow heavily, your morning hardon stiffening even further. You look at her peaceful, composed face and the feeling gradually passes, though, and you dare to give her blonde hair a few gentle pets.\n\nYou quickly move your hand away as she stirs, then yawns wide, showing off some rather cute little fangs. She pushes herself up, blinking sleepily as she glances around, then smiles down at you, blonde hair tumbling around her shoulders and the sides of her face. "Good morning, Master."\n\n"Morning, Mary."\n\nYou ask her to head downstairs while you get showered and dressed, and could swear you catch just a bit of a pout before she smiles and agrees. Once you're dressed you head downstairs to find that she's changed to an outfit similar to yesterday's, though the sleeves are rolled up and the shirt is tied under her chest, and she's wearing white thigh-highs as well. "What are we doing today, Master?" she asks happily.\n\n"Maya texted me and asked me to come over," you explain, fighting the urge to wince as Mary's face falls a little. "It'll be fine, I promise."\n\nWhen the two of you arrive, Maya opens the door, takes one look at Mary, and mutters, "Oh my God we summoned a prep." When she sees you scowling and Mary shifting nervously in place, poking her fingers together again, she holds up a hand. "Er, sorry, I didn't mean it to come out like that. C'mon in." Once the two of you are inside, she adds, "I'm sorry I was... well, bitchy yesterday, Mary. I was freaked out but I shouldn't have taken it out on you."\n\nMary instantly perks up. "'Kay! We can be friends, then, right?"\n\n"Yeah, sure," Maya says with a grin, then oofs as Mary hops forward and wraps her arms around her. "Okay, not hugging friends, too soon, too soon."\n\n"Eheh." Mary rubs the back of her head and pokes her tongue out some as she steps back. "Um, can I use your internet?"\n\n"Sure, the password's... right, you don't have a phone." Maya shakes her head. "Yeah, use my computer, I guess, just don't go poking through my bookmarks or files or anything."\n\n"Totally! Succubus's honor!" Mary chirps, saluting before turning and heading up the stairs.\n\n"So what's the deal? You learn anything more about her?" Maya asks, turning towards you.\n\n"Not a whole lot, really, I was just sort of in processing mode too, I guess," you admit, though you go on to explain the bit about Mary's 'normalcy field'. Maya looks rather intrigued at that, nodding along. \n\n"Still, sounds like there's at least some limit on what she can make, since she hasn't whipped herself up a cell phone. Probably ought to take her out shopping, then." Maya glances at the stairs, then at you. "She's definitely not what I would have expected a succubus to be like."\n\n"Yeah, I know," you say with a shake of the head. Then you blink, blushing. "You didn't ask me if we'd... um..."\n\nMaya snorts, grinning. "Jamie, I've known you since we were seven. If you'd fucked any girl, let alone a succubus, I'd see it on your face a mile off."\n\nYou turn bright red and squirm indignantly at that... and definitely can't argue it. Instead you head upstairs, to where Mary is cheerfully clicking away at Maya's computer. "Hey, Mary, let's go. We're gonna go shopping."\n\n"Like, seriously?!" she squeals, whipping around to face you, blue eyes sparkling. "Shopping?! Where are we gonna go?!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Cell phone store.|QOSuc2x7]]\n\n[[Sex shop.|QOSuc]]

"You don't have to if you don't want to," you answer, feeling your cheeks heat a little. "I mean... I don't want to order you to do anything you don't want to, and I guess that means letting you call me what you want."\n\n"Yay! Thanks Master!" Mary squeals, leaping forward and wrapping her arms around you.\n\n"H-hey," you squeak, eyes going wide as you feel her tits pressing against you, and catch sight of them smooshing up out of the leather top as if in danger of popping right out. "M-Mary, maybe not in public?!"\n\n"Eheh, sorry Master," she chirps, thumping her fist against the side of her head and poking her tongue out. Nevertheless she snags your hand, swinging it back and forth energetically as the two of you walk. You're left too blushing and distracted to come up with an explanation by the time you get home, even if this was a situation that could be explained. You have absolutely nothing by the time you walk into the house, and your mother emerges from the kitchen, drying her hands on a dish towel.\n\n"Hello, Jamie dear," she says, smiling brightly. She's got fairly generous, mature proportions herself, though you have to admit that Lucoa may have set a new standard in your mind.\n\n"Er, hey Mom," you answer sheepishly, before lamely gesturing to the tan-skinned girl beside you. "This is Mary."\n\n"Hi!" the succubus calls, waving a hand excitedly. "I live here now!"\n\n"That's nice," your mother says cheerfully. "Dinner will be around five-thirty," she adds before turning and heading back into the kitchen.\n\nYou just stare after her, then tug on Mary's hand, urging her to follow you upstairs to your room. Once you've released her hand and closed the door, you turn towards her. "Uh... what the heck was that?"\n\n"It was tooootally a spell!" Mary answers with a giggle, waggling a finger in the air. "It's a super easy one too! See people totally want to believe everything is normal and fine all the time," she continues, making little gestures with her hands as she speaks. "Because if everything's not normal and fine they've gotta deal with it, yanno? So basically I just broadcast this aura like 'I am normal!' and people <i>want</i> to believe it so they look at me and go 'yup this totally hot and sexy girl in her tiny little leather underwear is absolutely normal and should be here'." She pauses, then glances down at herself. "Oh right. Master, can I use the internet and stuff? I want to look at outfits!" \n\n"Yeah, sure," you answer with a blink... then blush and whirl around as she starts pushing down the leather panties. "W-wha-"\n\n"Well won't need <i>these</i> anymore, yanno!" she says cheerfully enough as you hear the sound of several other things hitting the floor, then the creak of your chair. You chance a glance, and yup... blonde, tan, naked girl sitting in your computer chair browsing the internet. "Ooo, these look nice!"\n\n"I'm, um... I'm gonna go downstairs and watch TV," you say, getting up and heading for the door.\n\n"Have fun, Master," Mary answers rather distractedly. \n\nYou head downstairs and start channel surfing, still sort of waiting for your mother to come out and ask what the heck was up with the half-naked girl you brought home. But even when your father comes home she doesn't say anything. Indeed, when dinner time comes she steps over to the stairs and calls, "Mary, dinner!"\n\n"Coming!" is the cheerful reply. A moment later Mary comes padding energetically down the stairs, wearing a red pleated skirt and a white silk blouse with the top few buttons undone. She hurries over towards you, grinning brightly. "Master! It's just my first effort, but how's it look?"\n\n"It looks-" Your throat tightens as she does a twirl, the skirt flaring up to show a flash of her completely bare brown ass. "-really nice," you finish in almost a squeak.\n\n"Yay!" Mary squeals, clapping her hands lightly.\n\nYour father and mother continue not to comment on Mary's presence throughout dinner, interacting with her as if she'd always been there, passing the mashed potatoes to the pointy-eared girl without a blink. Eventually the two of you head upstairs, and you ask her to wait outside while you change for bed. When you open the door to let her back in, she's wearing a brilliant blue tanktop and a black thong, beaming. You blush, heading back over to the bed and climbing in, tired from the shocks of the day... and going stiff, in more ways than one, as Mary climbs into bed with you and cuddles up against your back, her breasts pressing against you through two layers of cotton. "Er..."\n\n"You said I should do what I want, right?" Mary murmurs in a sleepy tone, actually nuzzling at your hair a little. "I want to sleep with you, Master. In fact, anything's okay," she adds softly, her breath brushing against your ear.\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck her.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Tell her goodnight.|QOSuc2x6]]

"Er. One sec, Mary," you say, holding up a finger again.\n\n"'Kaaay," the succubus says a little forelornly, still tapping her fingers together.\n\nYou wouldn't normally be so okay with confrontation, but you feel oddly protective of this strange new demonic arrival. Gesturing for Maya to step over to the side with you, you lean in a bit and whisper, "What the heck? Why are you being mean to her?"\n\n"I'm not being <i>mean</i>," Maya huffs, scowling at you.\n\n"You're acting like one of those girls that give you crap all the time," you answer with a frown of your own.\n\nMaya opens her mouth to snap something back... then sighs and rubs her face with both hands. "Shit, you're right. I don't know. She's the second naked, ridiculously hot weirdo with horns to appear in my back yard in twenty minutes, I'm a little rattled."\n\n"She's not naked," you answer a little indignantly. As Maya rolls her eyes, you press on, "Besides, that's not Mary's fault. Or even Lucoa's. We did the ritual, we invited Lucoa here and then we went and asked her to bring Mary here. Or I guess create Mary."\n\n"Yeah, you're right, you're right." Maya waves a hand, sighing again. "Look, could you just... take her somewhere else? You're right that I shouldn't give her shit, but my nerves are just shot right now, okay?"\n\n"Yeah, okay," you murmur, nodding. You suppose that's fair. "I... guess I'll take her home. Somehow." You turn back to Mary and walk over, hesitating for a second before reaching out to rub her upper arm, blushing a little at touching a very pretty girl like that. Still, she perks up right away, beaming at you and making you blush even worse. "Er, Mary, we're gonna go ahead and go. Can you make yourself... like, some clothes, or less conspicuous, or...?"\n\n"I don't think I have enough reference to make clothes yet," Mary replies thoughtfully, then holds up her hand. "But I can totally do the inconspicuous thing!" Her wings and horns quickly shrink away, until they disappear entirely, leaving her standing there... still with pointed ears capped by some sort of armor ribbing, and wearing what looks like something out of a D&D book. "Tada! Inconspicuous! Totally!"\n\nYou fight the urge to sigh, since she seems sort of sensitive about that kind of thing. "Yeah, alright. C'mon then. Um, see you later, Maya!" You glance at Mary as she waves tentatively to Maya, and then the two of you make your way around the house and out the gate. Soon you're walking down the sidewalk, expecting at any time that a cop will pull up and arrest you both for public indecency or something. Instead the people you pass barely seem to give a second glance, no more than they usually do when Maya's with you.\n\n"Um, Master... does your friend hate me?" Mary asks, fidgeting a little.\n\n"No, she doesn't hate you," you reply, doing your best to sound comforting. "She's just upset and wanted some time to calm down. I'm sure later on she'll apologize for that."\n\n"Oh. Okay." Mary's shoulders slump a little with relief, and she nods eagerly. Then she gives another little 'oh'. "Um, she said I shouldn't call you 'Master', right? Like, should I... not?"\n\n<hr>\n[[She should.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[She shouldn't.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[She doesn't have to.|QOSuc2x5]]

Tomorrow is the first day of school.\n\n... Oops.\n\nWell it was a pleasant summer! If completely and utterly non-memorable. Eh there'll be... several... more at least. Anyway, you're pondering what to wear tomorrow to help assuage your anxiety about a new school year. The weather has already turned a bit cool, so you're looking mostly through your long-sleeved shirts. You select one... a sort of baggy black one, actually one of your favorites, may as well have a bit of comfort for heading into yet another stressful situation. You lay it out on the bed, then open up another drawer and start rummaging for jeans.\n\nAnd pause at the sight of something folded up in one corner. Specifically, a skirt. A dark blue pleated skirt, very nice, super in fashion for teenage girls in Deviville right now. Your Aunt Lina bought it for you... actually she bought you a whole 'popular prep girl' outfit of the sort that's super popular right now, including blouse, thighhighs, and saddle shoes. (Your aunt's always encouraging you to come out of your shell and be a bit more trendy and outgoing. Ugh.) \n\nStill thinking about it, albeit dubiously, you pull open your sock drawer and eye the folded thighhighs. ... You tried them on and they did look kind of cute on you. (And a little lewd because you got daring after that and decided to see how you looked wearing nothing <i>but</i> them and... yeah you were cute.) You're not sure you could bring yourself to wear the entire prep girl getup, but... maybe the skirt and stockings? You could try being a <i>little</i> more daring this year and see if it suits you...\n\n<hr>\n[[Skirt and thighhighs.|QGSchool]]\n\n[[Jeans.|QGSchool]]

"I mean, she needs opportunities to learn and stuff too, right?" you say with a shrug. "She might know advanced physics, but she doesn't get to interact with a lot of other people that much."\n\n"I wanna be social!" Mary says excitedly, blue eyes sparkling.\n\n"You, of all people, wind up with the extrovert succubus," Maya says drolly, then grins when Mary puffs up her cheeks in annoyance. "No, it's just funny, Mary, opposites attract and all."\n\n"Buuu, if you say so." Mary switches to a smile... then yelps and gives a little jump as a rather large guy passes by and, in doing so, flips up the back of her skirt.\n\n"Hey, nice," the guy chuckles. "When you decide to ditch the dipshit, come look me up, huh babe?"\n\n"The <i>fuck</i>?!" Maya hisses, glowering after him and looking like she's on the verge of doing something.\n\n"Master!" Mary murmurs, looking at you with wide eyes.\n\n<hr>\n[[Brush it off.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Step up.|QOSuc2x10]]

"Look, I'm a little embarrassed," you admit, but hurry to add, "But not of you, alright? I guess I don't want people to think I have some sort of... strange... relationship. I also don't want them to look down on you or think bad things about you."\n\nMary looks a little suspicious, tilting her head. "Master, I don't get it. Is our relationship strange? Why would people think badly of me for calling you Master?"\n\n"..." You shake your head a little. "I guess our... um... relationship... isn't really normal. Things like this don't happen everyday. I'm still learning a little too, how things work between us. Yesterday I woke up just some nobody, today here's this beautiful girl with special powers who's looking at me like I'm great, and wanting to rely on me. And I guess... people look down on other people who are in relationships that aren't usual. Especially... well, I guess especially if they thought you were being s-... submissive... to a loser like me, that has two friends in the whole world, and isn't popular at all, stuff like that."\n\nYou nibble your lower lip a little as Mary lowers her head forward, her bangs casting her eyes into shadow. She says nothing for awhile, before whispering, "Master, you liar."\n\n"Mary, I didn't-" Then you oof as she suddenly lurches forward and wraps her arms around you, hugging you tightly.\n\n"Master's special. Master's really special," she whispers, sounding on the verge of tears. "Don't ever, ever, ever say ever again that you don't deserve to have me, or that you're nobody. Because Master is mine, and I'm Master's, and I don't want to be anyone else's. And I'll be your friend, forever, forever, don't ever say I'm not your friend, please Master."\n\nNow almost in tears yourself, you wrap your arms around her as well. "... Okay. I'm sorry, Mary. I..." You take a deep breath, leaning your head on your shoulder. "... I guess I did lie. I guess I'm actually super lucky. Because I wound up meeting you."\n\nMary steps back, beaming as she quickly wipes her eyes. "Totally. Master is totally lucky to meet me. And I'm totally lucky to meet Master."\n\nYou grin, doing a quick swipe of your palm across your own eyes, before offering her a hand. "Wanna go see a movie, Mary?"\n\n"Sure." She grins as she takes the hand. "Jamie."\n\nThe rest of spring break passes much like that... Mary spends most of her days tagging along with you, you taking her places to let her see things she has vague ideas of but hasn't actually experienced, or sometimes just staying in, you reading or on the computer, her popping gum and tapping away at her phone. By the time school has rolled around, she's managed to somehow fake herself up an enrollment (even though there's not that long left in the schoolyear). She shows up the first day in what has developed into her style, a white collared shirt unbuttoned and with the sleeves rolled up some, under a black sweater vest, with a plaid pleated skirt and 'loose socks' with saddle shoes. It definitely looks like a school uniform, though she's got some interesting and brightly-colored accessories to go with it. \n\n"We really did summon a prep," Maya says in amusement as the three of you gather in the hallway, loitering before first period.\n\n"Eheh," Mary answers, grinning and poking her tongue out. "Hey Maya."\n\n"Hey Mary. Decided to come to school, huh?"\n\n"Yup! Mas-, ah, Jamie said I should," she adds, glancing at you and beaming. \n\n<hr>\n[[She should learn too.|QOSuc2x9]]\n\n[[You need to keep an eye on her.|QOSuc]]

You are a fifteen-year-old (sixteen in a few days) boy named Jamie. You're average in most ways... a little below average height, average brown hair that's just a bit shaggy, maybe a slightly scrawnier than average build but not by much. You're not in any special clubs or activities in school, most of your teachers know you as that smart kid that reads instead of doing his classwork, and most of your schoolmates know you as "that unpopular kid who's not weird enough to hate on". So you're not overly picked-on, but you don't have many friends either.\n\nYou're on break from school, and the weather is nice out, warm and clear. Despite not being the most social creature in the world, you find thoughts of your vacation dominated by who you're going to spend it with. Who are you going to spend your first day of your break with?\n\n[[Your friend Maya|QOMayaStart]] - Maya is one of your few longtime friends, you've known her since you were both small children. You used to have an enormous crush on her older sister Baal.\n\n[[Your friend Kevin|QOKevStart]] - You're not entirely sure how you became friends with Kevin some years back, it just sort of happened. He's a great friend to have, though, among other things because his family's mildly loaded.\n\n[[Spend time with family|QOFamStart]] - It's not like you're some mostly-grown college kid, spending most of the summer hanging out with your own family isn't lame! ... Right? .......... Right?\n\n[[Look for a job.|QOJobStart]] - Admittedly, you don't exactly have a lot of marketable skills, but there's always someone looking for warm bodies.\n\n[[Just waste it.|QOSchoolStart]] - You're a teenage boy. One who doesn't like to take a lot of risks or rock the boat. Wasting your entire vacation wiling it away with games and movies and nonsense until it's school time before you've even really realized it is wholly in character.

"I think, um... maybe I'd like to do some stuff with you," you murmur.\n\n"Okay~," Hopita chirps, winking at you before turning and leading the way back into her little love hotel-like apartment. "So! What will it be today, hm? Oral? Vaginal? Anal?" Her pink eyes glitter as she coos, "Hopita's Choice?"\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy > 0>><<if $fd >= 20>>[[Blowjob.|FGWHopitaBlow]]<<else>>Can't afford a blowjob.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $fd >= 50>>[[Sex.|FGWHopitaSex]]*<<else>>Can't afford sex.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $fd >= 100>>[[Anal.|FGWHopitaAnal]]*<<else>>Can't afford anal.<<endif>>\n\n[[Hopita's Choice.|FGWHopitaChoice]]*\n\n[[You changed your mind.|FGWHopitaDenySex]]<<else>>Oops, you're feeling tired, [[maybe you can't|FGWHopitaDenySex]]...<<endif>>

"I think I'll just trade you for it," you inform her.\n\n"Ah, okay okay... um, let's see..." Tentara starts patting around on herself, including rummaging around in her tentacles, both with her hands and with other tentacles. In fact one of her back-tentacles apparently decides to search her cleavage, pushing down into it and winding up poking the bottom of her top out with a particular shape that looks like... ... well it's obvious what it looks like. You try not to stare, basically.<<set $random to either(1,2,3)>>\n\n<<if $random is 1>>"Aha!" Tentara cries, actually scooping that tentacle out of her cleavage... with it wrapped around a number of coins. "I found some FD while I was out catching bugs last night!"\n\n"What were you-" You start to ask, wondering why she'd want to catch bugs... then her wide, expectant grin makes you change your mind. "Cool, that will be fine."<<set $random2 to either(1,2,3)>>\n\nTentara plops the coins down into your hand, where as usual they disappear into your inventory.<<if $random2 is 1>><<set $fd += 100>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>><<set $fd += 150>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 3>><<set $fd += 250>><<endif>> You do a quick check of your MonComm and see that you now have <<print $fd>> FD.<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>"Oh, here we go!" she chirps, pulling something out from between her lower tentacles and holding it out. "Some oysterberries I was saving for a snack!"<<set $random2 to either(1,2,3)>>\n\n"... Uhhhh." Where... exactly... was she keeping those? ... Well, they're still in their shells or whatever they are, they should be fine. You hold out your hands, and she drops the <<if $random2 is 1>>pair of<<set $oberry += 2>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>>trio of<<set $oberry += 3>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 3>>large handful of<<set $oberry += 5>><<endif>> oysterberries into your palms.<<endif>><<if $random is 3>>"Um, let's see... do I have... no, I thought I had some... uh... hm." Tentara stares down at herself, then stares at you, then down at herself, before blurting "Be right back!" and scurrying off behind the statue.\n\n"... Uh...?" You blink a few times... then stare, your face going red, as you hear a soft sucking, slurping noise start up. Followed quickly by what sounds a lot like Tentara moaning. You stand there awkwardly listening for several minutes, until Tentara lets out a "KYUUUU-HU-HU~!" \n\nA few seconds later she comes shuffling back, holding out a pair of monster girl milk bottles. "H-here! Turns out I had these on me after all!"\n\n"Uh... h-had them on you, huh?" you ask, trying not to notice that they're still a little warm as you accept them.\n\n"H-hehehhhhhh, yeah, just... had 'em on me!" Tentara declares, looking aside and brushing a fingertip along her cheek, while hugging herself with the other arm... and inadvertently calling attention to the dark spots on her shirt at the tips of her breasts as she lifts them up some.\n\n... Yeah you're just gonna... take these and... ... yeah.<<set $mgmilk += 2>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\nSay goodbye and go enjoy [[the amenities|FGWLeisHomeEveningAmenities]], or [[go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]], or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]]

Skooma

"Ha! I thought so!" she declares in a satisfied tone, folding her arms under her chest. "I knew your parents back in college."\n\n"Oh!" you say, blinking again. Well that makes sense... you have been told, depending on who was making the observation, that you look either just like your mom or just like your dad. (Interesting how people see completely different things and yet it's just as obvious to either of them, huh?) "Oh, well, hi."\n\n"Yeah, hi," she says with a chuckle, proffering her hand. "I'm Freya Russel. I just moved back to town a few months ago and haven't had time to start reconnecting," she notes as you take her hand and give it a shake. (Yeaaah she's way stronger than you are, you can tell.) "Ah, here here," she says, turning away and bending over a bit. (Whoa, even in sweatpants her ass looks really good... er, no, you shouldn't be looking.) When she turns back she proffers a card. "Here, mention me to your mom and dad and give 'em this for me, okay?"\n\n"Oh, sure," you agree readily enough, glancing at the card out of reflex before putting it in your pocket... then your eyes widening as you realize that she's also holding up a hundred dollar bill.\n\n"And gimme plenty of those chocolate bars, huh? Gotta cheat a little sometimes," she adds with a grin and a wink that makes you blush.\n\nYou hand over the majority of your chocolate bars, in fact, and after that basically decide to call it quits... $100 and the other bits you've gotten definitely feel like they're enough to appease Kevin and hopefully make him feel like you've done your part.\n\nAs it turns out this does, in fact, mollify Kevin... especially since he refuses to elaborate on exactly how much he made and instead just insists you keep your portion. (Means you made more than him.) Furthermore, once your parents get home they're positively delighted with your news about Freya, calling her up almost immediately and chatting with her exuberantly. You seem to have Done Good and rewards of allowance bonuses and your favorite meals rain down upon your head, praise be!\n\nThat and the fact that once she starts hanging out a lot, 'Aunt Freya' definitely turns out to be a very cool adult. You don't have a lot of crossover of interests, admittedly, but she still takes you out to cool places like the arcade or mall or whatnot semi-regularly. (You kinda feel bad of how you can never quite keep yourself from sneaking peeks at her. While she tends towards fairly modest lower wear... baggy casual pants or sweats or jogging pants... up top she has a tendency for things like tanktops, snug zip-up jackets, and other stuff that shows off her huge chest. Well... safe to say that Kevin and a lot of other people you know are pretty much seething over your acquisition of yet another hot, endowed "relative", and manage to invite themselves along a fair bit to your outings whenever possible.)\n\nMonths pass as you return to school, pretty much settling into the same routine as ever, trying to keep your head down and avoid attracting anyone's attention. Summer turns to fall, turns to winter, and the Ambiguous Winter Holiday time off from school approaches, leaving you thinking gratefully of two (just almost three) weeks of no school.\n\nOne evening, a few days before said vacation, you go out to pee not long before bedtime and hear voices downstairs in the living room. Specifically you can hear Aunt Freya (you've actually gotten fairly used to both calling her that and thinking of her that way) in a way that says she's just come in, since the front hallway is a bit closer to the stairs.\n\n"Hey, the kid already asleep?"\n\n"No, probably not, but it's fine, he's already said goodnight and he never comes down once he has," your mother answers breezily.\n\nYou make a face. That's true, but it makes you sound like such a wimpy shut-in! ... Which... you guess you are, since it's true. Sigh. You can hear both your parents and Aunt Freya talking now, though not quite make out what they're saying, they must have moved fully into the living room. Well now you kind of feel like sneaking down and listening to what they're saying, just to prove a point! ... You're not sure exactly what that point would be, nor are you particularly interested in what they might be discussing (Aunt Freya showing up at this time of night is unusual but not unprecedented), but you <i>could</i>!\n\n<hr>\n[[Sneak down.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Don't.|QOFreya1x2]]

<<if $junglamiascanned>>You decide to approach the Junglamia.<<else>>You decide to approach what you're pretty sure is the snake woman from before.<<endif>><<set $random to either(1,2)>>\n\n<<if $random is 1>>You think you caught a glimpse of the same pale yellow tail with brown splotches that means it's the first one you encountered.<<endif>><<if $random is 2>><<if $futalamiafucked>>You think you saw blue and purple scales... that means it's likely the, um, the <i>other</i> one.<<else>>You're not sure, but you think you caught a glimpse of purple and blue...<<endif>><<endif>> \n\n<hr>\n[[Approach normally.|JunglamiaFuck]]<<if $mgaabought>><br><br>Use an [[MGAA|JunglamiaMGAA]]*.<<endif>>\n\nActually, you [[changed your mind|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

"Let's go ahead and take the long way," you reply. "Wolves sounds like kind of a bad idea even normally, but who knows if here they're some kind of giant vicious hellhounds or something."\n\n"Yeah, fair point," Maya says, making a bit of a face, the two of you continuing on down the road. \n\nThe walk continues to be a bit dull, though now both of you are paying more attention to looking off into the woods or out at the sides of the road, alert for any signs that the wolves might emerge, or a glimpse of these horses that the sign apparently felt was noteworthy. But there's no sign of anything, until some time later when the two of you do indeed hear footfalls coming up from behind, along with a steady rattling and thumping.\n\n"That sounds kind of like a horse cart or something," Maya notes, the two of you stopping and glancing back. And sure enough, it looks like some sort of wagon pulled by a single large horse is coming up the road. After exchanging a glance, the two of you shrug and step back a bit, making room and allowing the cart to catch up to you.\n\nAlthough as it gets closer, you wind up staring. The one pulling the wagon is obviously a horse but then... so is the driver. Specifically, the man sitting on the wagon's driver's bench is a humanoid horse man, his head largely animal, his skin covered in dark brown, almost black hide with a thick black mane streaming back from his shoulders. He's wearing a sort of simple white shirt and a black loincloth a lot like the ones you and Maya are wearing, just that even sitting down you can see it falling over a much more massive bulge as he gets closer. The horse pulling the wagon is a much lighter brown with a honey-colored mane and tail, and to judge by, well, the lack of anything underneath as it approaches is probably a mare. As the wagon pulls up beside the two of you, the horseman tugs on the reins and calls out a light "Whoooa!", the mare drawing to a stop quickly enough.\n\n"Well, what have we here?" the horseman asks as he looks over at the two of you. His voice is pleasant and slightly accented, and he sounds cheerful enough. "Couple of newcomers to the realm, eh?"\n\nAfter exchanging a brief glance between you, Maya nods. "Yeah, pretty much. I'm Maya, this is Jamie."\n\n"Welcome to ye both. Name's Blackberry, and that there's my wife, Marigold," he adds, gesturing to the entirely non-anthropomorphic mare. Either you or Maya or both must show some confusion or shock on your faces because he lets out a chuckle. "We're werehorses. Generally we take turns pulling the cart, a month at a time... saves time and effort from both of us changin' back and forth."\n\n"Ohhhh," both you and Maya reply, as if that now made absolute and perfect sense to you.\n\n"S'pose you're heading to Hilltown, hm? Well, if y'care to, I'll take ye there, it's but a few hours by my cart, else you'll be out overnight, and there's been a bandit around lately to hear the talk. Or, if y'like, I'll take ye on to Sprawl Falls."\n\n"Sprawl Falls?" you prompt.\n\n"Aye, a city a few days' journey from here by my wagon, maybe a week if we make easy going of it. But there you'll find all manner of delightful enchantments as this plane has to offer, just about every strange and pleasurable diversion that some enterprising soul has cooked up, some simply to be given for the joy of having someone to partake in them with."\n\nWhile you're turning over the idea of an entire city that's basically a deviant sex theme park in your head, Maya asks, "So what does it cost to go to either?"\n\n"Well, bein' as Marigold and myself are perfectly well set up for supplies, generally all we ask for in return for giving passage is the pleasure of our passenger's company. If ye take my meaning," he adds in an amused tone, tossing the front of his loincloth aside to reveal the massive shaft with its flared head resting over the bulge of his big black balls. "If yer only goin' as far as Hilltown, I'd be plenty satisfied with the two of you puttin' yer mouths ta work here 'til we get there. 'Course, if you're wanting to go on the longer, more out of the way trip to Sprawl Falls, I'd be doing as I like with you all night every night of the journey, eh?" Blackberry lets out a chuckle at your shocked expressions. "You'll find that plenty of people around here are willing enough to trade in sex as much as any other currency. Since virtually everyone has a bit of sex demon blood, we get some nourishment off of it, and most other things are easy enough to come by that we don't worry overmuch about scarcity. Anyway, what'll it be?"\n\nMaya is looking expectantly at you rather than just shooting him down, so apparently she doesn't particularly have a problem with doing some lewd things with Blackberry to pay passage to one of the destinations he mentioned. You're not sure how you feel about it, yourself, though you can't deny that part of you definitely got excited at seeing that big equine prick when it was revealed. What to do...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Accept a ride to Hilltown.|QOAdv]]\n\n[[Make the journey to Sprawl Falls.|QOAdv]]\n\n[[Pass, keep walking.|QOAdv]]

"I think I'm just gonna wander around and take in the scenery, Amooya," you inform her.\n\n"Oh, certainly Master! Have fun!" she calls, waving.\n\nSo you wander around the farm, taking in the sights of what's obviously a very basic setup for you to build on. You walk around the various paths as well, several times seeing some of what are the obvious monster girls... yeah, this is definitely a lewd game, you have to admit, since most of them are very naked and very, um, detailed. In fact you're left standing there blushing as what looks a lot like a catgirl and dog-girl, both wearing nothing but bikinis, chase each other around for awhile before tumbling into a heap on the ground and proceed to make out. The fact that they're soon cooing and calling for you to join them is, um... very tempting, but you're feeling kind of weird about the whole concept and quickly hurry on. 'Wonder what kind of mess that would make in real life?' you think sheepishly, trying to calm down your raging boner.\n\nAfter picking up some random (not overly lewd) items and getting various notifications and things, you figure you must have played enough that the rig is calibrated now. Bringing up your menu, you go ahead and log out directly.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the loading screen.|QOAltStart]]

You've got other things to demand your attention, like learning some more about this thing's functions. You open the app and start going through things.\n\nAlright, so, Fast Forward works kind of like the 'Skip' option in visual novels, it basically moves things ahead either a certain amount or until something important happens that you'd need to be involved in. You vaguely remember watching a really corny movie where that turned out badly so you kind of think you'll want to stay away from it.\n\nRewind is basically like you'd expect... it rewinds time, either by a certain amount you can set or you can just do it manually until things are the way you want. Apparently everything but you is reset... oh, actually, you can also check it to reset your body but not your mind. You go ahead and highlight that option since it seems like the smart thing to do, and set the 'Quick Tap' option on rewind for ten minutes. \n\nIt also looks like there are different settings for how stopping time actually works. Currently the setting is 'Frozen World - Catch Up'. The first option is apparently how things work when you stop time... the options are 'Frozen World', which is what you've already experienced, where stuff only moves or changes when it's in direct contact with you... a quick test shows that it does in fact do things like leaving a pencil floating in midair if you let it go after holding it up, and it will drop when you start time again. The other two under that heading are 'Stopped World' and 'Stopped People'. Stopped World apparently just lets whatever you interact with work normally... trying that option lets the pencil drop when you release it. You can even use your computer, you find... you start a download from Steam and watch as it crawls up, even though the clock in the corner of your screen doesn't move and the 'TIME REMAINING' text on the download itself just reads all zeroes. The third one apparently only freezes people in time, but leaves the rest of the world running... oof, wouldn't that be super dangerous! Think of the airplanes! ... Ah, oh good, looks like that version just defaults to a localized area that you can alter the size of, rather than being worldwide.\n\nThe other half is apparently how things work after you unpause time. It too has three different options, 'Catch Up', 'Ignore', and 'Retcon', with the first being its current setting. Obviously that one means that people notice things that happened while time was paused, but not how it happened or who did it, like your mother reacting to getting poked while she was frozen but then being confused as to who did it, since you were across the room. 'Ignore' is the opposite... people don't notice if they've been touched or handled while time stopped, and won't immediately react to other changes until they're given reason to. You're definitely kind of interested by the 'Retcon' option though... apparently with that one, whatever changes you make while time is stopped are treated as if they were like that before time stopped, with the timeline trying to adapt to them the best they can. So that means, what... if you stopped time and, say, just off the top of your head, burned down the school, everyone would think it had burned down a long time ago? That part's sort of vague, you sort of want to test it out at some point. Not by burning down the school, though. ... Probably.\n\nFeeling a bit overwhelmed, you decide to get some sleep and mess with your new supertoy tomorrow. You change for bed, then pause as you realize the watch should probably be charged. ... Except there's nothing in the book or app telling you how. Come to think of it, clicking through the various screens and settings on the watch doesn't show any sort of battery indicator whatsoever. ... Well, it's a device that controls time, maybe they stuck a battery in it and just froze it at 100% charge, that would kind of make sense. Shrugging, you turn out the lights and flop into bed.\n\n"Jamie. Jamie sweetheart. C'mon, time to get up," you hear your mother saying all too soon, as she shakes you gently before stepping back. "Time for school."\n\n"Nnnngh," you grumble, somehow feeling particularly bed-bound today. You open your eyes a bit, squint at her, then silently think 'Nope' and hit the pause button on your watch. Instantly everything goes quiet, and you close your eyes and roll over, quickly ignoring your timestopped mother standing there and going back to sleep.\n\nEventually you actually feel like getting up, and sit up with a yawn, checking your watch. Looks like time's been stopped for four hours and change. You hit 'Start' again, and background noise returns... along with your mother making an odd sound and jumping a little, then blinking, obviously trying to resolve you going from laying in bed to sitting up without her noticing. Apparently deciding her attention just wandered, she says, "Come on, don't want to be late," before turning and heading out the door. \n\n'Not likely,' you think smugly, swinging out of bed and heading to the shower.\n\nDuring breakfast you assure your mother you're leaving in plenty of time to get there if you walk, and she doesn't have to drive you. You make some vague comments about fresh air and exercise, and while she seems a little dubious your health apparently makes the decision and she relents. Of course, the moment you're out the door you pause everything again, the world going silent even though you're outdoors. Neat, you even caught a few birds in mid-flight as well as cars driving down the street, just helping reinforce the wild reality of actually stopping time.\n\nHm, now the question is, should you actually go to school? Obviously you'll leave everything frozen until you get there, it'll make your commute way nicer. But also... there's not necessarily any reason to go, is there? At least, not right away. You've basically got the ultimate hooky device on your wrist... you can go out, unfreeze time, and enjoy a day to yourself, and then rewind everything back to right now. Oh right, you saw an option for 'Save Points'... a turn of the watch face to access that function and a tap the 'Plus' button on the screen, and it adds a little green bubble with the current date and (frozen) time on it, now you can automatically rewind to here if you want. But then, you could also go to school and likely find some interesting opportunities to try out the watch there! Heck, if nothing else, if anything bad happens today you have a do-over waiting.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to school.|QOTP]]\n\n[[Ditch.|QOTP]]

Yeah, that one's definitely kind of interesting, just because it gives you a feeling of... hm... progress? Things going up and increasing? You're not quite sure how to quantify it, really, it's just a feeling it gives you.\n\nBut then that still begs the question, should you try it in the door or in the box first?\n\n<hr>\n[[Door.|QOKeys8x2]]\n\n[[Box.|QOLvl1x1]]

<<set $fd -= 20>><<set $trust += 1>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $hopitafucked to true>><<set $hopitafrustration to 0>>"Um... could I have a blowjob? ... Please?" you murmur, blushing.\n\n"Sure." Hopita slides closer to you, grinning as she tucks her hands into the waistband of your clothes, sliding them along, making you shiver as she just barely brushes the base of your cock with her fingertips... before moving one hand to snag her tablet and proffering it. "Twenty FD, please."\n\n"O-oh, right." Blushing, you tap the button. Even as you hear your MonComm make the little beep you've come to associate with a fund withdrawal, Hopita's sinking to her knees in front of you, smiling wickedly up as she undoes your pants and opens them up, tugging down the front of your underwear.\n\nShe gives a pleased little coo as your cock springs free, the sort of noise you know has to be made just to stroke your ego... and yeah, it totally works. The same as she practically purrs while leaning in to place soft little kisses at various places on the head, before starting to lap gently with her tongue as she wraps a hand around the shaft, giving it quick, smooth strokes.\n\nSoon she slides her mouth over the head, eyes closing as if she wanted to put every bit of concentration she could on pleasuring you, her little performative moans and coos still caressing your ears. You shiver as you watch her cute bunny ears swaying with the motions of her head as she sucks you, tongue occasionally poking out past her lips as it works across you, her smooth, soft hand still pumping along your shaft. You try to hold out, since everything she's doing feels so good... and you think she realizes that, because her pretty pink eyes open just a bit and she looks up at you, lips curling in an impish grin around your cock. Her other hand comes up and slides around to cup your balls, lifting them and giving them the perfect, gentle squeeze.\n\nYou go off like a geyser in her mouth, almost as shocked by the suddenness of your orgasm as anything, completely out of control of emptying your balls into her sweet, sucking throat. Hopita just coos happily as she swallows your load down, the barest trickle escaping to run down her chin. She straightens up and, in a casual, businesslike way slides a fingertip right up along the line of cum, then looks you right in the eyes as she licks her finger clean. Grinning, she heads back out into the shop.\n\nShivering, you follow her back out into the [[main room|FGWLeisShopAA]].

Well. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.\n\nYou walk to your closet door and insert the key, turning it until you hear much the same loud unlocking noise you heard before. Making sure your 'home' key is around your neck (you may be mildly paranoid about that), and keeping hold of the arrow key, you push the door open to reveal...\n\n... a park?\n\nOr, wait, you think as you tentatively step through, glancing up and finding that you are indeed outdoors, and in a much milder, cloudier day than was actually outside of your room, though the weather's still a pleasant temperature (if anything even moreso since it's cooler). Maybe it's not a park, maybe it's actually a garden of some sort, because besides wide grassy stretches you see actual flowerbeds, some fruiting trees, and what might actually be garden plots. The thing is that you can immediately tell the flowers aren't any kind you've seen before... the nearest ones are somewhat like roses but with broader, thinner petals layered over each other, the inner bud starting as a deep, brilliant blue before fading to purple and then red at the tips. Which you could just chalk up to being a kind of rose you'd never seen before, but you can tell even in the daylight that the red parts are... glowing.\n\n"Holy crap," you whisper, walking forward a bit more and staring around at the vast, park-like garden, a black wrought-iron gate faintly visible in the distance. You jump a little and swing around as you hear the door close behind you, doing a quick panic check of your home key, the key to this... world... and your cell phone. (Habit.) The door apparently belongs to a pleasant-looking little two-story house, the sort you'd expect to see converted into a bed and breakfast in an episode of a show set in a sleepy little town... except that it's been painted black with almost lace-like decorations on the eaves, and a pair of jack-o-lanterns sitting on either side of the porch railing. So it's a pleasant little... haunted house? It doesn't give you any genuinely creepy vibes, though... it's more like the house you feel like Maya would want to live in if given the chance.\n\nNow that you've established you have all your stuff and aren't trapped... and no one seems to be rushing out to chase you off... fascination is actually overcoming trepidation. You wander down the stone-paved front walk that leads away from the porch steps, looking at the beds of strange flowers, what looks like herb gardens (you don't know herbs on sight enough to tell if those are weird), and gradually making your way towards some of the fruiting trees. You arrive at one and stop, staring up at the fruits.\n\nThey're colored about like pears, a gently mottled yellow-brown with smooth-looking skin, and vaguely... vaguely... shaped like them too. The thing is, they don't just have the wide, round bottoms, they also have slightly wider tops, and with two large round bulges on one side close to the tops. On the opposite side the wide lower half of the fruit has a cleft. In other words... they look a lot like those slightly sleazy 'women's torso' statues that some people apparently see fit to decorate their homes with. But all the fruits are like that, and they look like they're natural and alive? That's... wild.\n\n"Whatcha lookin' at?" a voice behind you says.\n\n"Oh, these weird kinda pervy fruits," you say, pointing up at them. "They look like GAH!" You whip around and jump back in shock, your shoulders thumping against the rather slender trunk of the tree and setting it to swaying. As if to add insult to injury, one of the jostled fruits drops free, bonks you directly on the head, and then falls forward where you somehow manage to catch it despite being dazed on more than one count, your thumbs pressing right up against its round, firm fruitboobs.\n\nWhich is only made worse when you see who's standing there. She's a tall woman about your mother's age, with dark blue-black hair in a ponytail draped forward over her shoulder, shaded by a broad-brimmed witch's hat, deep blue eyes looking out at you from behind a pair of spectacles perched on her nose. She's got a body not unlike one of the pears, with wide hips and a full rear, but even more bountiful in the chest... like, seriously, each of her boobs must be twice the size of your head! It's crazy! And she's wearing an<i>extremely</i> tight variant of a witch's long-sleeved black dress, the thin black material hugging her breasts and outlining both the thick cylinders of her nipples and the broad domes of her areola; down below the dress is cut to bare her hips entirely, falling in a thin drape in front and back almost to the ground, where she's wearing a pair of stiletto heels... not exactly the most sensible attire in any way for gardening, despite the basket hooked on one arm full of what looks vaguely like other fruits and vegetables.\n\nShe's also grinning at you, apparently amused by your reaction. "Nice crop for one of the younger trees," she says breezily, eyeing the fruit in your hand. "The older ones grow much bigger fruit, you know."\n\n"... They do?" you say faintly, unsure of what else to do.\n\n"Oh yes. Practically life-size. And with some nice extra details too," she adds in a teasing tone.\n\nYou stare at her, then swallow and nervously hold out the fruit.\n\n"Thank you." She accepts it and tucks it into the basket, then rests her other hand on her hip. "Well! This is interesting! I've been waiting for someone to come along, but I didn't think it would be a boy from another world."\n\n"... um... you can tell...?"\n\n"It's fairly obvious, dear. Here, I still have a bit of gathering and checking to do today, so follow along and I'll explain."\n\nYou nod numbly, falling into place behind and a bit to the side of her, trying not to stare at... anything. Which is kind of hard since she bounces and jiggles gently in various bits of her anatomy with every step, her body practically begging to be stared at. But her tone is breezy as she says, "I am Gren, the Great Legendary Living Witch Goddess... or, rather, I'm her Lesser Homonculus," she amends, reaching up to adjust her spectacles a little bit as she glances over. "The real Gren created me and left me in charge of her estate before she departed."\n\n"Um... departed where?"\n\n"Well she'd grown a bit bored with being the most powerful creature on the planet, you see," Gren(?) explains, pausing beneath a peach tree with even more suggestive peaches than typical, reaching up to pick a few which both draws her dress even tighter over her chest and angles the front flap of her dress far enough forward that your reflexive glance just barely confirms she's definitely not wearing any sort of panties, catching sight of the sleek, hairless curve of the front of her crotch before you pull your gaze away. "Especially since she didn't really do much with it outside of this estate or the nearby forest."\n\n"Huh. How come?" you ask, curious despite yourself.\n\n"Socially awkward homebody," Gren whispers confidentially, leaning down closer to you to talk out of the side of her mouth as if trying not to be caught. "No friends, didn't like to travel, kissless virgin (for some definition)."\n\n"... Oh," you murmur, feeling a little called-out.\n\n"Anyway, she eventually decided she'd be better off using a reincarnation spell to have another go at things in a different world," Gren explains as shecomes to one of the herb beds and bends down to pluck a few stray strands of grass, her large ass wiggling in the air and the back flap of her skirt falling against her enough to faintly outline the outer lips of her sex, again before you can pull your gaze away. "She created me and left me in charge of taking care of the place until someone came along worthy of inheriting it."\n\n"I see," you murmur, nodding as if this were all perfectly normal, even though your head's still swimming.\n\n"Of course as a Lesser Homonculus, while I inherited the right to use all the enchantments the real Gren had left in place, I really only have about one tenth of her power," Gren explains as she straightens and turns back to you, raising an index finger. "Instead of being the most powerful creature to ever live in all of history, I'm afraid I'm only in the top ten most powerful beings in the last ten thousand years. It's a bit of a step down, but I try to keep things in perspective."\n\n"... That's some perspective."\n\n"Mhm! In any event," she says, leading the way back up to the porch and leaning forward again to set down the basket, before turning to you with enough speed to set her breasts wobbling lightly back and forth. "Tell me, if you would, how you came to be here?"\n\n"Ah..."\n\n"I'm not mad at you for being here," she clarifies, since you clearly look nervous. Grinning again, she rests her hands on her broad, bare hips. "I'd just like to know. Although, the truth please, if you're going to tell it."\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell her about the keys.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Lie.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Say nothing.|QOKeys]]

"I promise!" you chirp dutifully.\n\n"Good! I'm sure you'll have lots and lots of fun with your cousins and the other kids around the village!"\n\nYeah! You'll have a ton of fun! Because why wouldn't you? It's not like you're some completely introverted late teen crippled by anxiety and self-image issues! You're a kid at the height of summer, yeah! You watch as the outside briefly turns to country again, before a large building rises up ahead. Well, not that large, just two stories, but it's pretty long! It's, like, more the size of a store at home than it is the size of a house, so it's definitely really big to you!\n\nYour mom pulls up in front of it where two people are waiting... a woman her age, and a girl your age, both of whom you're already well familiar with. There's your "Aunt" Celty, tall and kind of on the lean side for a mom (since you tend to sort adult women into "moms" and "everyone else" and she's definitely a mom just not quite as broad and, um... squishy?... as your mom), but definitely very mom-y in the face and bearing, her hair a red so dark it's almost black, bound in a thick braid almost as wide as her neck and coming down to her mid-back. She's wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, one hand on her hip as she smiles and waves... that's Aunt Celty! (Well "Aunt" Celty.) Next to her is a girl your age and about the same height, with black hair that picks up an almost dark purple tint in the sunlight, cut mostly short around the sides of her head but with two long forelocks in front, wearing a black tanktop with a skull on the front (so cooool) and black denim cutoffs. Cousin Maya! (Well "Cousin" Maya, but you're not going to bother making that distinction all summer for sure.) They're both standing next to the sign that reads 'Hot Spring By The Sea Resort'... hm, not a very fancy name, but hey at least it's specific!\n\nYou're soooo looking forward to this! Maya's practically your best friend and you've known her forever! ... Which... you're not entirely sure how that works since you think she lives here with her family? ... Eh, don't worry about it! Your mother pulls up to a stop, and you rush out to hug Maya (who practically squishes you, gosh she's such an enthusiastic hugger for some reason) and also get a hug from Aunt Celty. You're pretty sure there's a long exchange between Mom and Aunt Celty and a just as long goodbye between you and your mom but that all feels sort of fuzzy in your brain. Well, you have been in the care alllll day, and it's practically dinner time!\n\nPerhaps reading your thoughts, Aunt Celty grins, blue eyes sparkling. "Don't worry, dinner's pretty much ready to put on the table. I know you and Maya probably want to rush right out and play, but it'll be getting dark soon and you're probably tired. Best to stay in tonight and get a good early start tomorrow... we tend to wake up at first light and do some morning exercises for health."\n\n"Wow, really?" you say, eyes wide.\n\n"Just look at it as a good way to get up early so we have all day to do stuff," Maya declares cheerfully.\n\n"Most of the adult men in town have left for the summer to work in other places, since this is practically a ghost town anyway," Aunt Celty picks up. "But there's a fair few kids of all ages around so I'm sure you'll find plenty of them to play with! But there's a couple of places you should avoid," she cautions, holding up a finger. "There's the old beach resort further down the coast, it's been abandoned for years so it's dangerous. Same goes for any caves you find... they're scattered all over the area, like the cliffs near the ocean or the woods, but you never know what's in them, so don't go in, especially alone. Third, while it's not 'dangerous' per se, there's a mansion up on the cliff overlooking the ocean that belongs to one of the only wealthy families that's stayed around here... some kids think it's cool to sneak through the fence on a dare, but that's called 'trespassing' and it can be a serious crime."\n\n"O-oh, okay," you reply, nodding hurriedly. Admittedly the bit about the resort and the caves is kind of interesting, because again you aren't some shut-in... ... maybe the bit about the rich people house is kind of interesting too. But before you can think through any further on being a good kid versus having adventures, Aunt Celty speaks up again.\n\n"Hm... you know, you <i>will</i> be staying with us the entire summer," she says, rubbing her chin. "That's a long time. So obviously you can continue to call me 'Auntie' if you like, but also, if it would be easier, you can always just call me 'Mom' for the summer, if you like. I don't mind," she adds, eyes twinkling again.\n\n<hr>\n[[Okay, Auntie!|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Okay, Mom!|QODJSum1x3]]

It wouldn't be right to run out on these people after you said you'd help, even if it was a sort of reflexive 'oh boy a chance to run away' promise. Taking a deep breath, you hit the green button on the control, the hatch sliding apart in the middle and revealing a shaft and ladder. You don't exactly have the confidence to try sliding down it, but you try to go as quickly as you can. About halfway down the ship is hit again and you're jolted almost off, leaving you to tumble the rest of the way down trying to catch yourself only to land a bit hard and fall on your butt. Luckily it wasn't that far to go and you just wind up with a sore tailbone, which you force yourself to ignore as you get to your feet and hurry to the only door on the bottom level.\n\nIt slides open, and you find yourself in a rather cluttered room organized around a big horizontal cylinder thing sticking out of the back wall, with lots of panels across it glowing yellow, some green, and a few red. Working furiously at one side of it with a wrench (is tightening things really necessary right now?) is a woman with similar animal-like features to the others, though her face also has some hint of Asian features to it too, her fur shorter and white with black splotches, her short, thick, wild hair the same with a pair of short horns sticking out of it and a pair of floppy ears at the sides of her head. She's wearing a set of grey overalls that are sort of like if you blended a mechanic's coveralls and a farmer's overalls, and apparently nothing under them, which means that the front flap of the overalls is all that's covering her very attention-getting breasts. It's not that they're bigger than Splayza's (they're actually smaller than your head for sure), it's that there's four of them.\n\n"No one ever tells me when there's going to be a battle, it's very rude," what can only be Kowsumi mutters to herself, before apparently noticing you standing there. "What the-?"\n\n"H-hey, listen, the others said that the voidsonic resonator linkage is down!" you stammer, pointing back the way you came.\n\n"What?!" she yelps, whirling towards you and grabbing you by the shoulders. "Down?! Did they <i>say</i> down?!"\n\n"Uh... I mean... busted?" you try.\n\n"Those are two different things!" Kowsumi almost wails, shaking you in frustration, which not only makes your head but all four of her boobs wobble. "What did they say <i>exactly</i> is wrong with the linkage?!"\n\n<hr>\n[["It's down?"|QOKeys]]\n\n[["It's busted?"|QOKeys]]\n\n[["It's toast?"|QOKeys3x5]]

You like carrot cake... plus it seems like a distinctive enough flavor that you wouldn't immediately get tired of it. You pluck down one of the containers and take it up to the front counter, placing it down with the sort of trepidation that betrays that you expect to be told you can't buy it because this is only for <i>real</i> jocks. Instead the girl working there straightens up, glances at the supplement and briefly makes a face, before bending down and rummaging under the counter with the hollow knocking noise of plastic cups being bumped together, before coming up with one and setting it beside the tub.\n\nYour face immediately goes red. Oh god, how embarrassing! Apparently whoever works in art design at Ultra Quick Start is either a furry or absolutely clueless about furries (weirdly those two things seem to sometimes produce the same results when it comes to corporate art), because the shaker cup is made of translucent plastic with an orange lid, but on one side of it there's a cute bunny girl in a sports bra and tight pants blowing a kiss, and on the other there's an equally cute bunny guy grinning and flexing. Does she think you picked the carrot cake flavor because of that?!\n\nWell. Other than running out of the store, which would be embarrassing in its own right, nothing to do now. You dig the freebie card out of your pocket and sheepishly proffer it as she starts to ring you up. She rolls her eyes a bit, but accepts it and eyes it for a moment. She frowns marginally, glancing back and forth between the card and the shaker cup, clearly trying to resolve whether the free tub and the free cup should be compatible. But then she apparently decides she doesn't care and instead just rings up the discount code, printing out the receipt and dumping everything into a glossy black and white bag.\n\n"Thanks for visiting The Last Supp have a great workout," she drones, to which you murmur an awkward "You too" before snagging the bag and fleeing.\n\nLord, how embarrassing.\n\nYou return to the entrance where you and Aunt Freya came in, settling in to wait, constantly fearing someone's going to come along and challenge your right to possess jock supplements when you are clearly not a jock, but luckily you seem to be as ignorable as ever. Aunt Freya eventually returns with her own bags (which you try not to notice that one of them is, in fact, for the lingerie store), and the two of you return to her place.\n\nOver the next week, Aunt Freya encourages you to find your own groove for working out that feels good... which turns out to be running. You don't know why, but the first morning you wake up after using your new bunny shaker cup to mix up a scoop of the interestingly spicy cinnamony-vague-hint-of-carrot mixture, you really just want to go for a run. You wind up going for a lot of runs through the neighborhood and park with Aunt Freya, and while on the first day you can't keep up at all, by the second day you're managing, and by the fourth day you've developed a long, loping stride that actually threatens to leave her in the dust once or twice, which mystifies but pleases the both of you. You find you also really enjoy doing the sort of long-jump exercise areas at the park's running track, leaping back and forth between the markers and getting increasingly quick and good at it.\n\n"Well, you're doing almost exclusively cardio, which is why you're not bulking up, but you've definitely put on a lot of good tone," Aunt Freya says approvingly towards the end of the first week. "Your legs are looking great too," she adds admiringly, making you blush a bit as she unselfconsciously eyes how your legs have put on quite a bit of trim muscle.\n\n"I didn't expect to like it so much," you admit, practically hopping in place. "I have a <i>ton</i> of energy now, it's great! The only bad part is when people are running their dogs at the park," you add, wrinkling your nose. "For some reason that makes me really nervous."\n\n"Ah well, some of them are pretty big dogs," Aunt Freya says philosophically, clearly trying to be comforting even if she doesn't share your worry. Patting your head, she adds, "Don't forget to take tonight's shaker!" as she turns and heads back upstairs.\n\nOh right sure sure sure, tonight's dose of the quickstart yeah yeah yeah! You head over to the shaker, which you've grown kind of attached to despite its embarrassingly horny on main design, unscrewing the top and pulling out the little black mixer-ring to set it aside as well. You're supposed to take a double dose tonight since it's the seventh day right? Hm, do you really need that though? It's been working fine as is, seems like. Ooo, ooo, or you could go the other way and do a <i>quad</i> dose! You bet that'd be good!\n\nOr, or, or, what if you finished off the tub? You eye the thing, which is already about half empty (since it <i>is</i> just meant to get you started). That's like... ten extra doses or something? Maybe more? But eh it's probably fine, there's no caffeine and no sugar so it's not like you can poison yourself, and you heard once that your body will only absorb so many nutrients at once. So really it would just be getting as much as you possibly could out of it in one night plus finishing the stuff off, right, right?\n\n<hr>\n[[Take one dose.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Take a double dose.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Take a quad dose.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Finish the tub.|QOFreya]]

"I guess I'll take the specialty stuff then, if it's so expensive but we're getting it for free," you note.\n\n"I'm getting it for free, <i>you're</i> getting it for keeping your mouth shut, remember?" Tanya replies, leaning over a bit and poking your forehead.\n\n"I remember, I remember," you mutter, looking downward.\n\n"Good. So, go report back to your friend, let him know he'll have at least three kegs of high-quality beer that no other teen party will have, and get back to me on the address and time. Until then, shoo, Scrub."\n\nSo you do a little bit more messenger boy stuff back and forth, and eventually all that's left is to wait for the night of the party. Jax makes it clear that he expects you to be there when the stuff is dropped off (with the not-so-subtle implication that it's so he can beat the crap out of you if it doesn't show up or it's a single six-pack or something). Still, since you're going to a Halloween party, you feel obligated to wear something, though you're pretty sure this crowd isn't exactly going to be big on elaborate costumes of comic book characters or things like that. After some agonizing you settle on wearing a hockey jersey and a plastic goalie mask bought at the grocery store... you figure if anything, you and sports are far enough removed from each other that this automatically counts as a costume. When you show up out front of the house where the party's to take place, you find you've apparently not only picked right but thematically... Jax and his buddies are all in sportswear too, either basketball stuff or football gear (minus the shoulderpads). Of course you think they're all actually on those teams so.\n\nJax spots you, and seems ready to start grilling you on where the beer is, when a heavy pickup truck with a covered bed pulls up to the curb. The driver, who's wearing grey coveralls and a baseball cap pulled low over their face, hops out and heads around to the back, swinging up the top's back window and lowering the tailgate before beckoning to the lot of you and stepping back. The others exchange a glance, then Jax's friends shrug and head on over, clambering into the back. Then one of them lets out a hoot as both of them haul one of the kegs forward, its middle banded by a glossy green label as well as plastic wrapping.\n\n"Man Jax there's <i>five</i> kegs back here!" the auburn-haired boy teen in the football getup calls. \n\n"'Donkey Punch Beer'," the other, his head buzzed and his own attire a football jersey and basketball shorts. He snorts loudly in amusement at that, then lets out a whistle. "Holy shit man, check it out! Every keg's got a fuckin' box of cigars attached with it like some sorta free bonus!"\n\n"Looks like you definitely came through for us after all, my man, good job," Jax says with a wolfish grin, thumping the back of your shoulder with one hand. "You're gonna stay and party with us, right?"\n\nJust the thought of inhaling cigar smoke while trying to drink beer makes you feel a little green, but on the other hand you did do this with the intent of making some new connections at school... hard to do that if you duck out. Still...\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to the party.|QOHookup]]\n\n[[Ditch the party.|QOHookup]]\n\n[[Check in on the party later.|QOHookup]]

Well, not all of one, really. Specifically it's just the torso, maybe half again longer than someone's hand or a bit smaller, but with exaggerated proportions including huge round globes of breasts and a jutting, slightly curved cock that might be a bit under six inches long, as well as a thin waist and curvy hips. Round rubies have been set into the tops of the breasts to serve as nipples, and the cock has a little line of different gemstones running down both the top and bottom of the shaft to just beneath the head, the balls almost perfectly smooth but also set with a rather large dark gemstone directly in the center of them. The back of it is somewhat flattened, as if it were designed to be rested laying down rather than on the flats of its hips (well, you guess the balls might get in the way, doing that, unless you rested it on the edge of something, or maybe-).\n\nYou shake off the sort of shocked contemplation of the statue's possible display properties as Josh gives a hoot of laughter. "Check out how fuckin' perverted this is, man! Gross! But I bet we could get some real money for it somewhere, huh?"\n\n"Yeah, probably," you allow, feeling how hot your face is. "But hey don't handle it too much, it might be-"\n\nAs if the next as-yet-unspoken word were a cue, the gems along the statue's cock begin to glow, running down from the ones just below the head in a quick sequence to the ones at the base, and then lighting up the black gem on the balls with a sudden strange flash, the light seeming to wash outwards from it and across the room more like a wave of water. You can feel it pass over you before you even really have time to flinch, sending a strange staticy tingle all over your skin that gives you goosebumps in places you never knew it was possible to have goosebumps, leaving a strange feeling of excitement in its wake.\n\n"Wha... what the fuck was that?" Josh asks as he stumbles a little, maybe actually disoriented by the sensation since he was so much closer to it. He sets the statue down on its back on the floor, almost as if he wasn't really thinking about it, then drops his shield as well and starts undoing the clasps of his armor.\n\n"Uh, hey, what are you doing?"\n\n"Huh?" He looks down, then visibly blanches just as his leather breastplate hits the floor and his hands move to undo the leggings. "What the hell?! Hey! I can't stop myself!" he cries in a somewhat panicked tone, his hands and body apparently moving on their own as he continues to strip off his armor and then starts undoing the ties of his shirt.\n\nIt takes you a second to realize that your own hands are in motion, starting to undo the ties of your own clothing. You struggle against it, and manage to make your hands shake and slow down, but not stop... either you've got a higher will score or the effect is lessened because you were further away. (Or both.) But you're still gradually undressing, parts of your mage's outfit beginning to hit the floor, just slower than Josh's.\n\nAt the same time you notice something else going on with the statue... specifically, clear fluid is coming out of the tip of its golden prick. It's not spurting like a fountain, just a smooth, steady flow that sends clear fluid drizzling down first one part of the shaft than the other, until the whole glistening golden pole is now glimmering wetly in the torchlight as well.\n\n"H-hey, no... no way!" Joshua blurts as his legs take a slightly shaky step towards the statue, clearly again without his permission. He's clearly struggling harder than ever as he moves over to the prone statue, moving to put his feet spread on either side of it. "No way, man! No way!" he protests, bombastic shouts turning into more of a whine as his knees bend, slowly lowering him down towards sitting on the statue... or more specifically, on that curved metal dick.\n\n"Jamie, you gotta do somethin'!" he pleads, looking over at you, only to see that you're now naked as well, with an equally helpless look on your own face. Which is what he's looking at as his pucker presses against the slick, still-oozing tip of the statue's cockhead, and then pushes down and over it, spreading open around the smooth, slick gold.\n\nJosh cries out in more denial and humiliation than pain as he continues to lower himself onto the statue's cock, his body trembling and legs shaking a bit, but clearly forced to keep upright and moving in time with whatever enchantment he's under even if he might otherwise collapse. More and more of the statue's cock slides into his spread ass, the clear liquid smearing over his pucker and pushed to trickle down the rest of the shaft. He's not moving very quickly... either the spell wants to make sure he feels every bit of that inanimate dick going into his ass, or his fighting the control is keeping him from moving more quickly. Either way it's some time before he's settled fully down onto it, sitting with his own balls and limp dick dangling against the statue's golden tummy, his breathing hard and chest shaking.\n\nThen he leans forward a bit and puts his hands on the floor, starting to move his hips, forced to rape himself on the six inches of magically-lubed gold, the jewel studs sliding along his pucker as he moves. "I can't stop, I can't stop," he whimpers, at this point clearly just trying to save some last shred of pride by assuring you that it's not that he wants to be riding the cursed golden sex toy because it feels good. You're too distracted to think about that anyway.\n\nYou're too worried about the fact that you're clearly next, and are having no more luck moving from where you stand watching him than you did keeping yourself from undressing.\n\nJosh moans and whines in clear embarrassment and protest... and yet as he humps himself down onto the statue, his cock begins to stiffen, slowly growing hard as well, rising up and outward. Soon it's fully hard, and slapping against the curves of those big metal tits every time he's forced to drive his asshole down onto that glittering dick. At the same time you can feel your own cock growing stiff... you're (fairly) sure it's not the sight of your bully-turned-adventuring partner being forced to fuck his asshole onto a cursed item that's doing it, but the further workings of the curse itself. As if for proof, your hand moves against your will to wrap around your now hard cock and start stroking it, essentially forced to molest yourself to the display before you despite your attempts to resist.\n\nJosh's noises change a little in pitch... they're still protesting and humiliated, in fact moreso than ever, but it's clear that he's getting close to cumming whether he wants to or not. His movements start to come faster, the slap of his ass and cock against the golden hips and tits of the futa statue growing louder in the little room, until he suddenly arches his back the other way, crying out loudly as his cock spasms, shooting long ropes of creamy white out to spatter on the floor. His cock continues to twitch and fire, the streamers of cum flying shorter distances until they're dribbling all over those ruby-nippled golden globes, and then apparently dry-firing a few times before he suddenly jerks himself upward. It looks like he might be in control of himself again, but is so overwhelmed that he just manages to sort of squat-shuffle a few paces before falling forward onto his front and knees, ass up in the air and displaying his glistening, obviously just-used asshole to you, Sima, and whatever other gods might be watching.\n\nThen you can feel your feet being forced to move... gradually shuffling you forwards and to the same feet-on-either-side of the statue position Josh was in.\n\n<hr>\n[[There's nothing you can do...!|BullyIse1x13]]\n\n[[Nnnnnh DESPERATION MOVE!|BullyIse]]

Sighing, you rub your face with one hand. Today just gets more and more out of hand... maybe it's time to exert at least <i>some</i> control. "Look, I only took the stuff because I didn't want him to hassle me. I just... don't wanna, okay?"\n\n"Aw." Kevin sighs and rolls his eyes, then shrugs. "If you don't wanna, you don't wanna, I guess."\n\n"You can have it, I guess."\n\n"Well definitely if you don't wanna, then!" He laughs, carrying it over to his bookcase and slipping down one book, popping it open to reveal that it's hollowed out. He folds the bag into the place with several other items you can't quite see, then slips it back into place. "Anyway, let's get out of here, before Bitch Queen tries to shanghai you again. What'd she want, anyway?"\n\n"Just... asking me if I'd seen something," you mutter as you get up and follow after him.\n\n"Accusing you of taking her panties or something? Psh, as if you would."\n\nSummer continues on as normal, and eventually you manage to mostly forget about what you saw that night, and about Tanya's offer, though she gives you significant looks occasionally whenever you're over at Kevin's. Summer fades into fall, and you start back to school, which proceeds normally as well. It's in the last half of October when you're making your way through the halls past a trio of seniors, the older teens talking in quiet, annoyed murmurs among themselves.\n\n"What the fuck did that asshole do to piss him off, anyway?"\n\n"I dunno, but guy says no more beer 'falling off a truck', man," another says with a shrug of one shoulder. "That was the last hookup we had in town."\n\n"We've got college guys coming to this party," the third snarls, actually slamming the side of his fist into a locker with a jarring clang that makes you jump a little. "Because we told them there'd be booze! They show up and all we've got is fucking ecto punch, we'll be laughingstocks all the way through college graduation!"\n\nHm. Sounds like they were planning a Halloween party that's suddenly gotten "lame" because whoever was working at the liquor store cut off their supply. You start to just hurry on, then hesitate. This sounds like exactly the sort of thing Tanya offered to do for you... if you did this, you could... well, you could at least get an invitation to the party, or something, and maybe improve your social standing a little.\n\n<hr>\n[[Offer to get them beer.|QOKevPorn5x3]]\n\n[[Just keep walking.|QOKevPorn6x1]]

This could be it... your chance to finally score a few popularity points. Taking a deep breath, you turn around and step up to the small group. "Um. Guys...?"\n\nAll three instantly scowl, and almost before you know it they've surrounded you and are glaring down, squaring their shoulders. You shrink in on yourself a little, hugging the textbook for last period against your chest.\n\n"The fuck you want, kid?" one of them snarls, despite at most being two years older than you. Okay, maybe three, you reassess.\n\n"Uh... it's just, I overheard you talking..." You wince as they all scowl deeper, and quickly blurt out, "AndIcangetbeerforyou!"\n\nAll three stare for a second, and then one barks with laughter while the other two snicker. The one who full-out laughed stabs your shoulder with a finger. "You? Fucking you, you can get us beer?"\n\n"He's setting up to narc us out, man," one of the others suddenly snarls, starting to step in closer, only to be waved off a bit by the first.\n\n"Nah, nah man, hold up for a second, I at least wanna hear where he thinks he's gonna get it."\n\n"I... one of my friends, his older sister is in college, and she told me she'd get stuff like that for me," you murmur, glancing around at them nervously.\n\n"Hey, yeah, he does hang out with that rich kid Kevin, Jax," the third says, giving the one who asked you a light smack on the shoulder. "His sister used to have a total party girl rep when she was here, didn't she?"\n\n"Come to think of it, might've heard something like that," Jax says, gaze still fixed on you. Then he thumps one dark hand down on your shoulder. "Okay, man, listen up. I'mma give you a chance. You get us three kegs of beer, don't even care what kind. Delivered to my place, Halloween night. You do that, you will be in my good books for life, I will take care of you, you gonna be my little buddy. You think you can do that?" When you nod mutely, he grins and gives your shoulder a pat. "Okay, man, you do it. When you know you can get the stuff, you come ask me for my address. But the stuff doesn't show or some cops do instead, you know you goin' on my shit list instead of my good book, right?" At more fervent nodding, he chuckles. "Okay, man, we gonna get along good if you can pull this off."\n\n"Three kegs? Yeah, that's no big," Kelly says, not looking up from her computer as you talk to her in her room that afternoon. "Even on Halloween. I know all the best people, Scrub. Just slip some paper under my door with the address when you get it, I'll have it there that afternoon."\n\n"Thanks, Tanya," you murmur, blushing just a little.\n\n"No big, Scrub. Oh, hey." You pause as she pushes the chair back a little and turns it to face you. "They say what sort they wanted?"\n\n"Uh, no." You shake your head. "Actually, they said any kind would be okay."\n\n"Mm, I can get you some piss light beer if that's all they want, but seems a waste of a good underage drinking party on Halloween of all days," she murmurs, rubbing her chin. Then she grins and wags a finger. "You wanna be a real hero, Scrub, you should get some better stuff."\n\n"Better...?"\n\n"Yeah. I can get you some Import stuff. Buncha teenagers, not used to partying? That'll have the girls' costumes hitting the floor in about two hours." She grins wider at your face going beet red, apparently reveling in it as she continues, ticking the options off on her fingers. "Then there's the Microbrew. That stuff will have <i>everyone's</i> costumes hitting the floor in about an hour. Then there's the Specialty."\n\n"What does <i>that</i> do?" you murmur, despite almost being afraid to ask.\n\n"Fucked if I know, Scrub, it's some new shit I haven't even tried myself. But if it's anything like the others, it'll make the party one they'll be talking about for years." She shrugs. "Guy who does the delivery owes me big time, won't cost me a dime whatever I have him deliver. Just about what kind of party you wanna attend."\n\n<hr>\n[[Light beer.|QOHookup]]\n\n[[Import.|QOHookup]]\n\n[[Microbrew.|QOHookup]]\n\n[[Specialty.|QOKevPorn5x4]]

"Oh God, do I have to?" she whimpers, flinching a bit and looking towards the screen again just as you click the power button three times.\n\nThere's a bright flash and a distinctive popping noise, your mother's expression immediately going slack and blank. Wow, that seriously works too?! Er, wait, don't get distracted!\n\n"Nothing important happened just now," you say quickly. "I walked up, asked what's for dinner, and you told me. That's it."\n\nShe gives a slightly ponderous nod, eyes still glassy, before they gradually focus back in. She blinks several times, then gives you a breezy 'now shoo and stop distracting me' smile, and turns back to the stove. She frowns slightly, probably at her preparations being further along than she recalls them being, but then shrugs and turns all her attention back to it, once more humming cheerfully and clearly not having a worry in the world.\n\nYou head back up to your room to flop in bed and take a deep breath. Holy crap, it works... both Blankmail and Flashy Thing! Well, you'd assume the others work too, but right now your mind is whirling with the possibilities of just using these two. It looks like all you really need is one use of Blankmail to make the target completely certain you've got the material... hm. Your mother didn't make any grabs for the phone or demands you delete it either. You'd put that down to her personality, but then, it seems like the people who made the app were pretty thorough, maybe they just built the sense of not being able to bully you or destroy the evidence into whatever weird mental effect goes on there. That's convenient, if so.\n\nConvenient! That almost makes you want to laugh. Geez, it's basically a magic phone app that makes people think you've got perfect blackmail on them so they'll do what you say! <i>Convenient</i>!\n\n... Still. The heady rush of power is too much to ignore. You've definitely gotta use this thing... but on who?\n\n<hr>\n[[A friend.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[An enemy.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[An adult.|QOSJ]]

"If... if you could get me some stuff, I guess that'd be cool?" you venture, thinking that seems the easiest way out of this. After all, it's not like you ever really have to ask for anything.\n\n"Good, good," Tanya answers, straightening up, which is admittedly a little disappointing. She leans over to her desk and opens a drawer, then scoops something out and dumps it in your lap. "Here. Consider this a small start, a gesture of good faith if you will. Maybe you'll finally stop being so uptight."\n\nYou blink and pick up the plastic baggy, staring at the dull green stuff inside. Then your eyes widen and you have to resist the urge to toss it across the room. It's marijuana! You're touching an illegal substance! The cops and your mother will be on you any second!\n\n"Or maybe not," Tanya mutters, rolling her eyes, before grabbing you by the shoulder and hauling you out of the chair, half-tossing you in the direction of her door. "Look, do whatever with it, I don't care, just don't get <i>caught</i> with it. You tell anyone I gave it to you, or about what you saw last night, I guarantee you I'll spin it so <i>you</i> get in more trouble than you ever thought possible and I maybe get a lecture."\n\nThat sounds really unfair, which is why it also sounds really believable. You tuck the baggy under your shirt and hunch low over it, desperately looking all around the hall as you retreat to Kevin's room. Kneeling by your bag, you open it up, intending to hide the stuff as deep inside as possible until you have a chance to throw it away later.\n\n"Dude, what took you?" Your heart almost stops and you actually fall over as Kevin's voice sounds right from behind you. "Geez, take a chill pill. ... Wait, shit, or just some of that!" Kevin laughs as he leans down and scoops up the bag. "Really? <i>You</i>?"\n\n"A... a guy at school gave it to me," you stammer, staring up at him in fear and seriously wondering if you can hear police sirens.\n\n"And you didn't 'just say no'? Shit, I'm proud of you, man, seriously." He eyes the bag. "Looks like decent stuff, I can hardly ever get my hands on any. I've got some papers and stuff hidden, we can go right out to the woods to fire this stuff up, let's go."\n\n<hr>\n[[... Okay.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[[... Yeah, no.|QOKevPorn5x2]]

"I guess I'll take, y'know... the guy who needs to have offspring, his mission," you decide.\n\n"Gotcha!" Kariel plucks something out of the air... a small red leather-bound journal... and passes it to you. "Here y'go, that's everything you need to know."\n\n"How do I find him?" you ask, holding the journal in both hands firmly, afraid you might drop it if you don't.\n\n"The mission journal is tied to him, just focus on it and you'll pop right over to him."\n\nYou nod, then close your eyes and focus all your attention on the feel of the book in your hands. You feel your wings fluttering at high speed and a faint rushing sensation. You tuck your legs up reflexively as you open your eyes, and find you're floating in midair in an apartment.\n\nIt's... not a very nice apartment. It's not a hole by any means, but it's just fairly spare and basic. Not a trash heap but not particularly clean either. You quickly spot what must be the target of the mission sitting at his computer desk. Yup, definitely 'a bit of a schlub', as Kariel put it. He's... portly, putting it kindly, with scruffy, somewhat overlong hair, a few days' growth of still stubby beard, and wearing a slightly too small shirt and baggy shorts, both of which look like they're at least on their third or fourth day of wear. Peering over his shoulder finds that he's fixated on some MMO you're not familiar with. Hoo boy, Heaven thinks it's vital that this guy procreate? Well, yours is not to question why. Yours is just to... fuck this guy. It's actually starting to sink in that yes, you're going to have to possess some woman and get impregnated by a guy. Maybe you're settling into your cherub nature, because while the idea is still rather strange, it doesn't bother you much.\n\nYou open the journal and begin to read through it. It has a summary of the guy, Hal Haberbrook, and his life, which is pretty unremarkable, as well as a somewhat longer statement of the mission. It also offers a few points and suggestions. One is that the conception really needs to occur ASAP, so possessing Hal and trying to whip him into shape enough that he can get a girl on his own merits is strongly discouraged. (Sorry Hal.) It does however offer a short list of suggestions of who you could possess to insure he knocks someone up by the end of the day.\n\nOne suggestion is his [[sexy next door neighbor|ChJa]]. Hal is aware of her, having seen her about on a few occasions, but from the summary it doesn't sound like she's even vaguely aware of his existence, since he's overall a quiet, unintrusive presence in the building. At least you wouldn't have to go far, right?\n\nAnother is [[his landlord|ChJa]], the woman that owns the building. Older than the neighbor, but still well within child-bearing years, and hey, she's already well-off, which is good since from what the rest of the mission says, you'll have to stay in her body until the kid is at least eighteen and thus ready to live their own life.\n\nThe third option is that his shower is broken (well maybe that explains a few things, you'll at least give him the benefit of the doubt), and there's [[a female mechanic|ChJa]] at the company that handles the building's repairs that you could possess and have take the job.

"No, no way," you insist defiantly. "This is too insane, and I refuse to play along! I want to go home now!"\n\nSelassa sighs heavily. "Well you just don't get it. I want to see a Pokemon journey, so I'm going to <i>get</i> a Pokemon journey. ... Hmph! Guess I'll have to do it myself!"\n\nYou stare as her body starts... shrinking. Not just in height, but proportions, her shoulders growing more slender, her chest gradually flattening, and her arms getting more sleek and less developed. In a matter of moments the dress slides off her reduced form and hits the ground, along with her panties, and a light shrug drops her bra to the ground along with the pile. \n\n"Wahahahaha!" Selassa cackles with the back of her hand to her mouth, now looking a year or two younger than you, standing there shamelessly naked as you quickly avert your gaze. Putting her hands on her hips, she juts out her flat chest proudly. "There! Now I'm the appropriate age to go on a Pokemon journey! And you're coming with me!"\n\n"I-I said no! A-and put some clothes on!" you splutter.\n\n"My my, you're awfully demanding for a mortal talking to a god, you kids these days, the internet must be teaching you all kinds of bad habits. Now, which sounds good to you, Pikachu, Charmander, Mudbray, or panties?"\n\nWait what? Did she just name like three random Pokemon and... panties? Confused, your brain spits out one of the answers largely at random.\n\n<hr>\n[["Pikachu?"|QOPoke]]\n\n[["Charmander?"|QOPoke]]\n\n[["Mudbray?"|QOPoke]]\n\n[["Panties?!"|QOPoke]]

Normally, hanging out with a girl as hot as Maya would have you tongue-tied and sweating. She's very pretty and very goth, her hair dyed jet black save for two stripes of almost neon purple in the bangs, hanging down past her shoulders, and she usually wears black or dark purple lipstick and rather snug black shirts that show off her full C-cup breasts, and rather tight black jeans too (or in the case of today, cutoffs, since it is pretty warm). Luckily you've known her for long enough and been exposed to her even hotter older sister Baal enough times that you've built up a little bit of immunity. Sometimes you have to remember when you knew her as the short little tomboy with scabby knees when you have situations like today, where you're alone with her in her bedroom.\n\n"I don't know, what is there to do?" Maya sighs as she flops back onto the bed, chest jiggling just a bit as she does, making you quickly gain an interest in looking at her bookshelves.\n\n"I came over here because I thought you'd have ideas," you point out from where you're sitting on the floor, looking back over when you figure any hints of motion are probably passed.\n\n"Yeah, yeah." She sighs heavily again (she's done that a lot since she went goth) and sits up again, leaning back on her hands. "Alright, let's think. We could go to the [[mall|QOMaya]], or the [[swimming pool|QOMaya]], or the [[park|QOMaya]]..."\n\n"So all the same old stuff then," you answer with a sigh.\n\n"Mm. Well, we could also look through a supposed '[[magic book|QOMaya1x1]]' my sister left me when she moved out for her new job."\n\n"A magic book? Seriously?"\n\n"I know. I mean, I guess it's possible, Baal always could pull off some really amazing stuff that you wondered how she did it, like that time she won a seat on the student council even though she wasn't officially running. But it's probably just a bunch of goofy stuff. Still, kill some time looking through it."\n\n"I dunno."\n\n"Well, you have any better ideas?"\n\n"We could [[play a game|QOMaya]] or something?" you offer hesitantly.\n\n"Oooo, thrilling."\n\nYou duck your head a bit at the sarcasm in her voice. You're almost... almost... tempted to suggest the two of you [[fool around|QOMaya2x1]], just to see the look on her face. If you could actually manage to get the words out...

Sandy seemed okay. She seemed closer to your age, or maybe she just acted like it. At the least she was one of the ones doing her best to keep you involved earlier, maybe she'd be okay to talk to.\n\nYou eventually find her in the sort of raised area along one wall, sitting on one of the square, cushion-topped things that are scattered around in various spots that look like a table but you suppose are more like a couch or something. Whatever you call it, she's sitting on a purple one, with a number of other people scattered around nearby. Her jacket's been taken off and tossed towards the corner of the thing, in danger of falling off on the floor, but she doesn't seem too worried about that. The people here are close enough to still chat casually with each other without being all clumped-up, though Sandy definitely seems the most animated, chattering away energetically every time she's addressed, almost sloshing out her own bottle when she gestures.\n\n"Oh hey, it's Will's little bro!" she chirps brightly as you approach. "S'up my dude!" she adds as you come to a stop standing in front of her, leaning back a bit on one hand and taking a pull from her beer(?). You blush and try not to stare at the way it makes her chest jut out... she couldn't compare with even Lil's obvious size, but they still look quite big, especially on her otherwise fairly lean and petite frame.\n\n"Hey, Sandy," you greet, then stall out, not really sure where you were going with this. Didn't you have a plan? It felt like you had a plan before, but now you realize you didn't have one other than 'go talk to a girl' and you're starting to feel stupid.\n\nLuckily Sandy doesn't seem to care, grinning at you as she rests her bottle against the inside of her knee. "So, you having a good time? I always have a good time at your bro's parties, there's a ton of different people that show up, they bring great stuff, it's huge fun!"\n\n"I'm actually... not great with parties," you admit, shaking your head. "Or, y'know... people."\n\n"Awww! You just gotta work at it, man!" she urges, gesturing at you a bit with her own bottle. "You gotta charge at stuff! You gotta not give a flip what anyone thinks and just have fun! You only have one life, you've gotta live it!"\n\nApparently just working herself up the more she spouts inspirational phrases, Sandy turns and half-crawls up onto the square-seat, hopping her knees up onto it and making her skirt flip up briefly... and making your eyes widen and your face go red as you get a flash of her entirely bare ass and sex beneath. She gets her feet on the cushion and stands up, whipping around and thrusting her hands up and out (and also giving you and a few of the other less vertically-inclined people nearby a look up her skirt). "Life should be a party!" she declares happily, to apparently the whole room. "And if you wanna be good at life, you gotta be good at parties!"\n\nShe beams at the smattering of applause, and shouts/whistles of agreement, before she hops back down to the floor in front of you, grinning. Perhaps taking your red-faced silence as secondhand embarrassment over her shouting, she snickers. "See? No big deal! No lightning from the sky striking me dead for standing on the furniture or shouting, so how bad can it really be? You gotta have fun, yanno!"\n\n"Uh, y-yeah, but... but you kinda..." You swallow, uncertain how to say it, the words coming out a bit strangled. "... you kinda forgot your panties..."\n\n"Hm?" She blinks, then glances down. "Oh no, I totally didn't forget," she says breezily, reaching down and actually lifting up the front of the skirt, nonchalantly showing off her smooth-shaven crotch, a small, curled heart tattooed flitting up at the left side of it. "Like five minutes after I got here I just took 'em off and shoved 'em in a jacket pocket, that way it's less likely I'll lose 'em when they come off later, yanno?"\n\n"O... oh," you manage faintly, feeling a little dizzy.\n\n"Hmmm?" Sandy looks up at you as she lets her skirt drop again... then grins wolfishly as she leans in, head turning some as she twiddles a finger against your chest. "Whassamatter, Jamie? Would ya happen to be... a virgin?"\n\n<hr>\n[[... yes.|QOBro]]\n\n[[... no comment.|QOBro8x2]]

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"Ohhhh, it's like <i>that</i>, huh?!" Sandy says in reply, making you deeply worried for a moment before she just giggles again. "Hey hey no worries, don't give it another thought! Hey actually little dude you look like you're kinda out of it, huh? Maybe call it a night?"\n\n"Oh. Yeah, maybe," you agree, realizing you're starting to feel a little woozy. \n\nYou have vague memories of Sandy guiding you back to your room and briefly scolding someone that wasn't you, but frankly it's a little bit of a blur. You flop on the bed and quickly pass out, waking up at some point in the night to pee (in the bathroom, yes), and gratefully noticing the party seems to have departed, the apartment dark and apparently abandoned. You mechanically change into your sleep pants, decide you can't stand flailing with your shirt and re-flop on the bed. \n\nThe clock says it's well into the morning by the time you finally properly awake, yawning and rubbing your face with both hands as you wander out of the bedroom, the apartment now lit by the sunlight streaming in through the windows. You cast your bleary eyes over the empty living room, then wander towards the kitchen to find it abandoned as well. "Will?" you call.\n\n"He's not heeeeeeeeeeere," a voice rasps, before fingers poke you firmly in the sides. "BOO!"\n\n"KYAHA!" You squeal loudly and jump, scrambling forward and whipping around, your back to the counter and heart hammering as you stare at the laughing, damp girl in a towel in front of you. "S-Sandy! What are you doing... still... here?" you murmur, slowing down as you go and caught between processing that she's wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her body and desperately trying not to process that.\n\n"I crashed on the couch last night," she replies as she straightens up, grinning and setting her hands on her hips. "Will's not here, he went out with the guys for the day. My suggestion! So I could have you to myself!"\n\n"Uh. Have me to...?" you trail off, opening and closing your mouth.\n\n"Yup, since you were pretty uncomfortable with a big party, today's gonna be a two-person party! You and me and whoever else we meet along the way, temporarily or picking up people or however it works out! You need a party my man, it's an important occasion!"\n\n"... Occasion?" you echo.\n\n"Yeah! This is the 'Jamie Loses His V-Card' party! Yaaaaaaaaaaas, yaaaaaaaaaaas!" she hiss-calls with her hands cupped around her mouth, imitating the cries of a crowd.\n\n"... what" you squeak.\n\n"Today's the day my dude! Somewhere, sometime, somebody, we're getting you laid! Sooner or later, but before you go to sleep tonight that V-card is in the mail!" Sandy laughs brightly, then gentles her smile as you just stare at her. "Heeey look right now you're probably thinking something like 'Well that's not very special' but hey c'mon, someone taking a whole day to make sure you have fun with it? What's not special about <i>that</i>? Or maybe you're thinking, 'But what if I miss out on the first time being with the one I love'?" She slides over to you and puts an arm around your shoulders, making you work very hard not to notice that there's a slight tug on a bit of tucked cloth between her and nudity. "Listen, I lost mine when I was about your age, to a guy that was super special to me and still is, but neither of us knew what we were doing and it was <i>so</i> not fun. If it's gonna be special between you it'll be special between you 'cause you love each other, not 'cause it's the first time both of you put tab A in slot B, you dig?"\n\n"I... guess?" you ask. You feel like maybe you haven't been entirely consulted on this but your brain's not really coming up with any good arguments against it. "Are you serious about this?"\n\n"Yeah! We'll have a ton of fun today and you'll get laid at some point! Like, could be some cute girl we meet along the way, could be someone I bring in at the end of the night... orrrr could be we go in the bedroom right now," she continues as she steps back, performing that tug on the towel and only holding it up with her hands, grinning impishly as she winks at you. "Whatcha say, we stay in and get to it right now, orrrr we see where the party takes us?"\n\n<hr>\n[[S-see where the party takes us!|QOBro]]\n\n[[... right now...|QOBro]]

Eh... fear of confrontation wins out over fear of effort. Shrugging a little and shoving your hands in your jacket pockets, you head for The Last Supplement.\n\nDespite the catchy name, it still looks like literally every single other health and workout supplement store you've ever seen... the glossy black and white exterior and red lettering in 'dynamic' font on all the signage, with front displays that are obviously trying to be cool and energetic with enthusiastically exercising people on posters somewhat dimmed by the displays just being of plastic tubs.\n\nYou hesitate just outside with the distinct feeling that this is simply a place you don't belong, like standing outside a lingerie store or outdoorsman emporium. But after a few seconds you do your best to casually stroll in, still feeling a faint crawling of your skin at being in what somehow feels like hostile territory. You almost jump when a bored voice says, "Hi welcome to The Last Supp how can I help you?"\n\nYou look over to see an unfortunately very hot girl who looks like she's probably college age, lounging behind the counter on her phone. She definitely looks like she's probably an exercise fanatic of some variety or other, and is even wearing a long-sleeved zip-up top (with the store's logo on the sleeves) that shows off her extremely flat smooth tummy, her honey blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail as if she were about to go running every moment. Apparently though this place is not part of the bustle of school holidays and boredom has taken over any other enthusiasm she might have.\n\nYou start to murmur a polite negation, then clear your throat and manage to ask, "Ul-... Ultra Quick...?"\n\n"Yeah back there," she says, briefly glancing at you before inclining her head towards part of the store.\n\nYou follow that very broad bit of direction-giving, but it's not a particularly large store so it's not like you're left searching for long. You grimace just a little at the big sign with the Ultra Quick Start logo that reads 'New formulation! Better, more intense results!' New formulation? ... Are you back to being a guinea pig? ... Eh, whatever, really they probably just mean they switched to a different brand of artificial sweetener or something, since they all say 'No Sugar'. Plus you're a little heartened that the sign also says that to celebrate their new formulation, you'll get a free limited edition shaker cup. (Hey, limited edition freebies appeal to your nerd's soul, even if it's a workout supplement shaker cup.)\n\nYou glance over what seem to be the 'primary' flavors, to judge by the number of them that are out... Blue Raspberry, Pink Lemonade, and Grape. (You guess those three flavors are eternal across just about everything.) You see a couple of other flavors as well, and some that are clearly meant to be seasonal, to judge both by the flavor and the little altered touches on the logo. There's a couple of those that look like they're from previous seasons too... wait, how long does it take this stuff to go bad? (A quick check of the bottom of the tubs... which are surprisingly small, really only about the size of a short coffee mug... shows that all the expiration dates seem to be well into next year so it's probably fine.) And a couple of them actually have distinctly nerdy themes or names... well, you guess they're trying to appeal to nerds like you who have either finally been pushed to get in shape or made the decision on their own.\n\nOkay, which flavor to get?\n\n<hr>\n[[Blue Raspberry.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Pink Lemonade.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Grape.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Apple.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Carrot Cake.|QOFreya1x7]]\n\n[[Ocean Water.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Eggnog.|QOFreya4x1]]\n\n[[Peppermint.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Pumpkin Spice.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Green Meanie.|QOFreya3x1]]\n\n[[Lembas.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Dragonfruit.|QOFreya]]

You spend most of your days in a haze of pleasure, hung suspended in the milking rack. The milking machine observes a pattern of one hour on, during which you're constantly cumming from your udder and balls being drained, and one hour off, during which you hang in the rack panting and squirming, feeling your balls slowly begin to ache again and your udder to swell up and tighten as they refill, until you're mooing in eagerness for the machine to start up again.\n\nEvery so often, your head will clear, providing you a brief period of human thought. Every time you feel the shock of realizing that you're in bondage and have a fat, sloshing cow udder hanging down from your belly. At these times you struggle against your restraints or plead for Kevin to listen and help you... but looking over at him shows that every time his eyes are glazed and largely blank, and he gives no response to your entreaties other than a recording-perfect cow's low. (You sometimes wonder if he ever goes through the same thing, getting ahold of himself and trying to get through to you, with you just mooing back to him.)\n\nOf course, every time this happens, eventually the machine turns back on. And then you find yourself gritting your teeth against the intense pleasure that floods your body, your eyes rolling as your teats wobble beneath you as they're sucked, your stiff prick swelling to fill its plastic sheath as your balls are drained. You thrash and squirm in your restraints, a tight sound keening in your throat as you're forced into a constant unwilling orgasm. Usually your mind goes away again at some point in the next hour, your whimpers and noises of attempting to hold back turning back into animalistic grunts and long moos, but every so often, like today, you manage to hold on through one, or even multiple, suck-sessions. \n\nYou pant heavily, slumped in your restraints as you watch the machine hooked up to the clear cannister in front of and between the stalls give a soft 'bing'. The tube at the top detaches and lifts up, and part of the wall slides down, a waft of cold air hitting you as a robotic arm swings out. It picks up the cannister full of the collected cum and milk from yourself and Kevin, and swings it over, slotting it into one of the refrigerated nooks in the wall, a different connecter sliding down from above to hook up to it. You can see some of the creamy white already getting sucked out, even as the robotic arm slots an empty cannister into place and the tubes from the milking machine reconnect. Then the wall panel slides closed again.\n\nSeveral minutes later, the door swings open, and you manage to crane your neck enough to see Tandy sashay into the room, sipping from a tall, frosty glass. "Mm-mm! Still so delicious after all these years! Of course, you two are still just as cute and lithe as you ever were, hm? Magic is wonderful, isn't it? And oh my, someone's certainly looking bright-eyed today!" she adds as she steps up, leaning forward a little to more easily meet your gaze.\n\n"P-please! Let me out!" you whimper. "I don't wanna be a cow anymore! I wanna go home!"\n\n"Oh but Bessie, don't be silly!" Tandy replies in a scandalized tone, as if hurt by the very idea. She puts her free hand to her half-covered tits as if to emphasize her shock. "This is your home! I'd be just heartbroken if my little cow-boys left me! And my shop would do more poorly as well! Why, my rich whole milk has become a major selling point... people don't just come in for the milkshakes with it, they come to drink it straight-up! Including a lady who looks a bit like you, she's one of my regulars," she adds with a giggle, making you blanch a little. "Hmmm, in fact, maybe it would be a good idea to step up production," she muses, stepping around in front of Kevin, and moving her glass to his lips, starting to tilt it. "Here, Clarabelle, have some of your own product! Well, and Bessie's too," she adds, glancing at you and winking.\n\nYou stare, eyes widening as the dull-eyed Kevin's throat visibly works, some of the mingled milk-cum dribbling down the sides of his chin as he swallows. That's not what has you trembling though... it's that his skin starts gaining large black splotches, and that his already half-full udder quickly fills completely, the pink skin taut... and then swelling further, hanging down heavier underneath him, continuing to bulge outward until it's almost twice the size it once was. You watch, too, as his ass swells, growing larger and more round, a long, thin black-and-white-splotches furred tail with a tuft at the end pushing out from above it. When Tandy finally lifts the glass from Kevin's lips, he gives another completely animal moo, his eyes somehow more blank than ever. Somehow, you don't think he'll ever be coming back.\n\n"Your turn!" Tandy says cheerfully, stepping over in front of you with the half-full glass.\n\n"No! No please! I don't want t-!" Your voice cuts off as the chilled glass bumps your lower lip, and the smell of the milk hits your nose. Immediately you part your lips, and start gulping eagerly as Tandy tilts it to start dribbling the thick, chilled liquid across your tongue. It smells and tastes so good, you can't help it! You can feel some of it dribbling down your chin... but most of it flows down your throat and fills your belly. You can see the black splotches appearing on your hands, and you can feel your own udder quickly grow overfull, aching as it stretches further and further with the ever greater load of milk in it. You wriggle and squirm in your restraints, making your slowly fattening ass jiggle, your new tail lashing back and forth over it. Finally Tandy pulls the glass away, and you gasp, the first words out of your mouth, "Mmmmilk me! Mmmmmilk me! Pleeeeease mmmmmmilk me!"\n\n"Of course, Bessie," Tandy chirps as she steps around behind you. You cry out ecstatically as there's the whir and hum of the milking machine starting up, your milk veritably gushing into the suction cups and through the tubes. "We'll just leave these on twenty-four seven from now on, shall we?" Tandy adds, right before pushing her cock into you.\n\n"Mmmooooo!" you squeal delightedly as your owner starts to fuck you, your ass jiggling almost as much as her tits as her hips slap against you. "Mmmooooo, mooooo, mmmmmooo!" you continue blurting out, the sound gradually becoming less and less like a human imitating a cow and more like, well, a cow, your throat letting out the inhuman lows naturally as your tongue juts out. And as Tandy thrusts forward and spills her load into you, the light of sentience goes out in your eyes for the last time, replaced by flat, bovine dullness as you low in your own orgasm.\n\n"There, all better," Tandy chirps as she slides her cock out of you, cum dribbling from your well-fucked hole along your taint and over your balls, pooling here and there around the rubber ring suctioned to your crotch. She steps forward and ruffles your now cow-patterned hair. "No more human mind telling you not to enjoy yourself, eh, Bessie?" At your responding moo, she giggles. "Yes, that's what I thought. Well, my little cow-boys, you just have a good night of producing milk for Mama, and I'll see you in the morning. I'm glad you're not lonely," she adds cheerfully as she heads for the door. Once there though, she pauses. "Hm. Though I'm starting to get requests to actually sell gallons and even ship this out to stores. If that happens, I'm going to need more cows." She glances over her shoulder. "Hm. Maybe that pretty lady that looks like Bessie... and the blonde that has Clarabelle's eyes."\n\nSmiling in anticipation, the witch slips out and closes the door behind her.\n\n<b>Tandy's Candy</b> end - <i>The hard life of a cow-boy</i>

You are kinda curious about what sorts of equipment she has... Aunt Freya's never exactly said outright what she does for work, but it's pretty clear that it pays well, and she clearly enjoys working out a lot, so.\n\nYou poke around for a few, and eventually notice that the door to what you're guessing is the basement is slightly ajar, the light still on. Poking your head in curiously, you can sorta smell a faint scent of sweat... ah, yeah, this is probably it. You head down, with the usual reticence of someone going into a strange basement (or possibly any basement), expecting to find a sort of dim little place with some weights and maybe a treadmill.\n\nWhat you find is... considerably higher scale. Honestly it looks more like someone took a little slice of a really nice membership gym and stuck it under a house. While the floor is cement, it's sealed with some of that metallic stuff that gives it a literal golden sheen, helping the bright, clear white light overhead keep the place in warm colors. The walls have been covered with mirrors, helping avoid some of the boxed-in feeling of being in a basement and making it feel even more like a real gym. There's quite a bit of equipment, too, some of it so complex-looking that you wouldn't even begin to know what to do with it, others fairly simple (like a rack of free weights). There's also what you immediately think of as the "luxury corner"... a massage chair with a swivel arm that has a plugged-in tablet and a pair of high-end headphones, a hot tub, and what looks like the door to an actual sauna.\n\n'Man she is <i>definitely</i> into the gym lifestyle,' you muse. Which is interesting because you think she's also mentioned actually going to the gym too? Well, you guess in that case it'd be a social thing... jock bonding, brrrr.\n\nStill, you're down here, may as well poke around and try something...\n\n<hr>\n[[Just try lifting some weights.|QOFreya1x5]]\n\n[[Try one of the complicated machines.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Try the massage chair.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Try the hot tub.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Try the sauna.|QOFreya]]

"I know you probably feel weird about being... copied or split or whatever, but I think actually convincing the real Kevin and Maya to help us would be the best idea," you say after a bit of thought.\n\n"Eh, it'll be weird to split and merge into three so often, if you guys continue doing stuff together, but I'll manage," Roberta says with a shrug. "Besides, there's certain ways for me to become distinct from their Robertas. Before you ask, I'm not entirely sure... I just know that it's possible for knowledge spirits like me to become affected by the people we're bound to."\n\n"Alright. Let's exit out of here, then. I won't be able to get those two together until at least lunchtime, but since we have basically infinite time in here, that shouldn't be a problem."\n\nYou return to reality, feeling weirdly relieved to see the school as it actually is rather than Sandra's weird, twisted version of it. In different classes in the first part of the day you manage to ask both Maya and Kevin to meet you for lunch in a further part of the school grounds beneath a tree. Of course you wind up first there, sitting and fidgeting nervously, Roberta sitting on one of the tree branches kicking her legs like she hadn't a care in the world. (You guess she actually doesn't, based on what she's said.) But shortly after Maya half-rushes up, looking just a tiny bit breathless at having apparently hurried. Huh, isn't her pre-lunch class in one of the temporary buildings on the other side of the grounds? "Jamie, hi! It's been awhile since we've actually eaten lunch at school together, seems like, I... oh. Hi, Kevin," she says in a slightly defeated tone as the blonde boy comes strolling up at a considerably more leisurely pace.\n\n"Hey, Maya," he greets back evenly. Maya and Kevin have never really hung out together... they don't exactly have anything in common other than being friends with you, so it's sort of like the friend equivalent of your grandparents meeting each other at family functions. "S'up, Jamie? You seemed like you had something important to tell us."\n\n"Yeah, what'd you wanna tell <i>us</i>?" Maya adds, with just the faintest hint of bitterness on the last word.\n\nYou glance at her, wondering if something's wrong, then clear your throat. "So, uh... I'm gonna tell you guys something that's gonna sound really, really unbelievable. But keep in mind that once I finish telling you, I'm gonna prove it's true, alright?"\n\nThat makes them both glance at each other curiously, before Maya gives you a dubious look. "Oookaaay... I mean, I've heard some pretty weird stuff, so I guess I'll keep an open mind."\n\nAnd so you explain everything... from your impulsive rescuing of the strange woman on the street, her giving you the gift card, buying the app, and about being able to explore mental landscapes. You add about discovering Sandra's Shell, and how it will have to be destroyed if you want her to stop being a bully. \n\n"That's pretty out there, Jamie," Maya allows, obviously struggling not to just say 'you're nuts'.\n\n"Yeah, plus sounds kinda derivative of a popular game now available on the Playstation home console system." Kevin looks intently forward. "Deluxe edition on sale now, five stars, game of the year!"\n\n"Who are you talking to?" Maya asks him flatly.\n\n"Iunno, seemed like the thing to do." \n\n"Yeah, I figured you guys wouldn't just believe me since I know how it sounds, so like I said I'll prove it." You stand up, already having put Sandra's name into the app. "Roberta, they're close enough to bring in with me, right?"\n\n"Yup, navigate at will!"\n\nYou tap the button, both Kevin and Maya looking a little exasperated at you using what just sounds like a GPS program... until they both jump as the distortion effect blossoms out from the phone and passes over first you, changing your clothes (you notice this time that as well as getting the coat, the rest of you is clad in something kind of like a Japanese boy's school uniform), then both of them, Kevin's clothes turning into an orange gi with a white circle on the breast and tabi socks, Maya's turning into what looks a lot like a solid black sports bra and athletic panties with thighhigh sock-boots and shoulder-high gloves... and a tail attached to the back of the waistband of the panties. It looks like for the moment they're too busy turning to gawk at the changes that come over the school to notice how they've changed themselves, staring with slack jaws as the school takes on its exaggerated part-anthill appearance along with ant-costumed students now playing strictly-regimented sports on the fields (with banners reading 'DO IT FOR SANDRA!' flapping above them).\n\n"Wha! Wha! Wha!" Kevin stammers.\n\n"Wild, isn't it?" Roberta chirps as she leaps down from the tree to land with a light <i>tp</i> on the ground.\n\n"GYAH!" both he and Maya call at her 'sudden appearance', jumping back some. In the process Maya's costume tail thumps against her leg, causing her to look down... and shout "GYAH!" again before whipping her arms in front of herself as if she were completely naked. Which you have to admit just makes her look even more lewd, as you try not to stare. "What the hell am I wearing?!"\n\n"Your Shell Armor. It's how your existence anchors itself when you come into contact with someone else's Shell. At a guess, Kevin here anchors himself by imagining himself as the badass protagonist, while you anchor yourself by thinking of yourself as attractive and daring."\n\n"I-I do not!" Maya protests, only to blush even more and duck her head when Kevin gives her a flat look. "... Okay maybe I do..."\n\n"So you're that 'knowledge spirit' Jamie mentioned?" Kevin asks Roberta, apparently having calmed down.\n\n"Yours too now! And yours," she adds, glancing at Maya again. "Now that Jamie's brought you into the cognitive world, both of you will have the app on your phones, which will come with your own Roberta. Here together, all three Robertas are merged together... or I guess we haven't split yet, rather, since this is the first manifestation. It means that if the three of you are going to make changes, it has to be something you all agree on unanimously, I can only obey all of you or none at all."\n\n"Roberta said that knowledge spirits can become more distinct, but I think all three of us should agree that even if they do, we should all only make changes if it's unanimous," you say, scratching your cheek lightly. "That is... if you guys will agree to help me take down Sandra's Shell so we can make her less of a bully."\n\nMaya frowns thoughtfully as she obviously forces her hands down, clearly trying to seem less bothered by her skimpy outfit even if she's not actually used to it yet. "I mean... less bullies is definitely a good thing, sure. And it's not like I'd want you to try this alone, even if you do look really cool in that outfit. But how dangerous is this for all of us?"\n\nYou somehow just assumed the danger was obvious, but realize now you never really asked how. You glance over at Roberta, who mms. "Well, there's a couple of different types of danger. If you're outright injured to the point of death, it won't actually kill you... but you'll be ejected from the Shell hard and it will do some backlash damage to your psyche. Nothing that won't heal over maybe a few days or weeks, but there could be other complications in that time. The other danger is if the cognitions inside the Shell manage to strip you of your Shell Armor entirely... in that state you'll be vulnerable to your reality becoming unanchored, and you could get absorbed into the Shell."\n\n"Wait wait wait," Kevin says, rubbing his forehead. "Alright, so if I'm following all this right... this is all a world inside Sandra's head right now. And we're the real us inside that world, which is why we get the cosplay outfits. But if the fake version of Sandra or her lackeys take away our cosplay outfits, then the real us could turn into a not-real us that's just part of the world inside Sandra's head?"\n\n"A kind of inelegant way of putting it but about right," Roberta says with a nod. "At first you'd just <i>act</i> according to the way she thinks you should function in her Shell, but bit by bit you'd lose your anchor in reality and become just an actual cognition."\n\n"Pretty scary stuff," Maya murmurs, rubbing the back of her neck. "I'm not sure if that's worth it just to make one girl act nicer, Jamie."\n\n<hr>\n[["... You're probably right."|QOMeta]]\n\n[["... It's more than that."|QOMeta2x2]]

"Sure, I'm game for hearing it," you answer once you've finished off the cookie.\n\n"Well! First off I thought you'd like breakfast in bed!" your mother calls from the kitchen. Though a moment later she emerges, dabbing her hands off with a towel that she then tucks the corner of into her pocket. "After that, I thought we'd go to the mall, and you could pick out one or two impromptu birthday presents of your own, sort of as an apology for your father not being able to be here since he had that business trip. For lunch we can go to that place with the fancy burgers and all the video games. Then we can go to the movie theater for that new superhero movie you've been wanting to see." Obviously enjoying your growing excitement, your mother smiles and reaches out to stroke your hair with one hand, smiling as she continues. "Then we can come home for you favorite dinner, cake, and presents, and after that..."\n\nHer hand slips to the back of your head and pulls you in as she leans down. Your eyes go wide as you find your mother kissing you... not the gentle pecks on the face or lips she usually uses, but a full, actual kiss, her lips melding against yours and tongue sliding into your mouth, sliding over and stroking against your own. You're still standing there in shock as her other hand slides down, deftly undoing the button and zipper of your jeans and fishing out your cock... and while your brain may still be bluescreened, your dick apparently has no such problems, stiff and throbbing as she wraps her hand around it and gives a few slow, gentle strokes.\n\nBreaking the kiss and pulling back just slightly, her smile now sensual as she continues gently stroking your prick, your mother coos, "Then we'll go upstairs and you can fuck me however you want until you pass out. Sound fun?"\n\n"I... I... I..." You just stare at her, stammering and trying to get your brain to kick back into gear, and finding it difficult with just how good her hand feels on your dick despite everything else. After a moment all you can manage is a blurt of, "But what about Dad?!"\n\n"Oh, he wanted to be here for it, darling, he really did," your mother says with a soft sigh, before leaning in and starting to lay soft, gently sucking kisses along the side of your neck, making you shiver. "But that darn business trip came up." You gasp as she gently tugs at your earlobe with her teeth before whispering, "But he told me to tell you to not hold back at all and fuck me extra for him, alright?" She giggles a bit before straightening up, now just gently holding your throbbing, at-the-edge dick in her hand as she otherwise gives you her normal sweet look. "Now, dear, since I can work in various setting up tomorrow amidst other things, is there anything special you wanted me to add to our little rendevous tomorrow night? Anything at all? Don't worry, no matter how wicked or impossible it might seem, I'll do my best to make it happen. This is a very special birthday for you, after all, and this is a longstanding family tradition. Nothing is too big to ask for!"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Well...|QOFam5x2]]\n\n[[... No, you're good.|QOFam6x1]]\n\n[[You can't do this!!|QOFam]]

No, no, you definitely shouldn't do such a thing. ... Ethical considerations aside, if you got caught trying to peek on her literally five minutes after you arrived it would kind of put a damper on the next three weeks. \n\nHm, let's see, probably better to take a look around the house, like she said. You can probably go and check out what's gonna be [[your room|QOFreya]], should be easy enough to find. ... Or you could take a look around [[Freya's room|QOFreya2x1]]. Again, ethical considerations, but hey she <i>did</i> tell you to look around the house, basically, and if she doesn't lock her room that means she can't be too concerned, right? \n\nHm, or she probably has a [[home gym|QOFreya1x4]], since she mentions working out a lot and, well, as you just saw... you doubt she worked up that sweat just on a stationary bike tucked in a corner somewhere. Or you could go [[outside|QOFreya]], you're pretty sure she has a pool too... since, y'know, she's invited you to come over and use her pool before. (Just, y'know, you figured that's one of those polite things people say without necessarily meaning it, and you were thus too chicken to ever take her up on it.)

"I..." You're still struggling a little to get your brain ordered, but you do seem to have accepted the reality of the situation... and if you have any moral qualms about the arrangement, your dick has apparently sent an override order on them somewhere between smearing pre all over your mother's fingers. "I guess... maybe there is something...?"\n\n"Yes, dear, go on," she urges gently, giving your dick an equally gentle squeeze and making you moan.\n\nYou try to think. Several possible things come to mind...\n\n<hr>\n[[You want to wait for your dad.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want to film it.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want to knock her up.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want to see her fuck a dog.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want her to do the fucking.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want to share her with your friends.|QOFam]]

"So that was... quite the night," you say dryly as you do a few more stretches.\n\n"Yathink?" Maya says dryly, resting her hands on her hips and jutting them to the side a bit. You can't help but notice she seems a little... firmer... than before. Not that she was ever exactly pudgy, but it seems like there's more of a trimness to her, maybe a greater tightness to her stomach. "Getting raped by a werewolf and then by you?" she says, in a tone more teasing than anything.\n\n"Mmmm," you murmur, not really saying anything, since her tone doesn't exactly invite an apology. And plus you find you're not sorry in the least. In fact you don't feel the slightest hesitation about turning to her and giving her ass a squeeze with one hand. "You didn't exactly ask me before slipping my dick in your pussy this morning either, you know," you point out in a similar teasing tone.\n\n"Fair~," Maya chirps. Then she lifts one of her arms and sniffs at it a few times. "I smell gamey as hell," she notes, sounding more like she's just making an observation than really bothered by it.\n\nYou sniff a bit yourself, then nod. "And like three kinds of cum, too, yeah."\n\nMaya snorts and whaps you on the arm. "You too, y'know. Well, we should get cleaned up before we head back, then." She peers around, then points. "I feel like I can hear water from that way, let's go."\n\nSomehow it doesn't occur to you until you've been walking for a while that neither of you so much as thought of getting dressed before setting out. You give a soft 'hmmm' of thought as you realize that you've been walking through the forest not only naked, but barefoot, and it... doesn't really bother you. In fact it almost bothers you how much it <i>doesn't</i> bother you to just be treading over the ground, complete with sticks and whatnot, with your cock and balls swaying in the breeze. Maya seems similarly unbothered as she pads along bare and barefoot, her tits and ass both jiggling lightly with her steps. 'Plus how far away is the water?' you think a bit later. 'I can hear it too but we've been walking for a while now.'\n\nIt takes a while longer, too, before you finally arrive at the wide stream, the water deep enough to come up a bit past your knees. You and Maya both wade in and without reservation start washing off in front of each other, unbothered by the almost icy chill of it. In the back of your brain you note that as well... you've always been a bit of a, well, a sissy about cold water, but now it's actually pretty envigorating.\n\nEspecially once you bend Maya over at the side of the stream, letting her place her hands on a boulder for balance as you slide your cock into her pussy from behind again. You can feel the smooth river stones and damp squishy mud under your feet, and the cold water of the river rushing around your legs, and the cool morning air all over your skin, all contrasted against the absolutely molten heat of Maya's pussy squeezing around you as you sheath yourself inside her. Leaning forward over her back, you cup her breasts and fondle them affectionately as you start thrusting a bit more slowly this time. Maya rubs her head against yours as you fuck her, making sounds not unlike a happy puppy as she gently rocks back against you, the two of you unashamedly fucking amidst the beauty of nature and under the open bright sky above the trees.\n\nOf course you both have to wash off a bit more once you're done, and return to the camp site, gradually dripping dry as you walk back through the woods. Once you're back at the camp and both of you have devoured several more MREs as breakfast, you finally think to put on your spare set of clothes, Maya doing the same, both of you dressing right in front of each other without thinking about it. You gather up your discarded clothing, long since having gotten smeared into the dirt, and then you and Maya pack up the camp and trek back to the car. While you're loading stuff in (it somehow feels way lighter than it did yesterday), Maya taps at her phone, then says dryly, "I doubt it would surprise you to know there was a full moon last night."\n\n"I mean, that makes sense, yeah," you say just as dryly. \n\n"Mmm. Hey, Jamie," Maya muses aloud as she idly scratches at her neck, glancing upward. "D'ya think maybe we ought to be, y'know... careful?"\n\n"Careful?" you echo as you close up the back doors.\n\n"Like... you've noticed it too, right?" Maya glances over at you, and you'd swear the ear on the side she was scratching twitches just a bit. "That we're a little... different... after last night?"\n\n"... Yeah, I kinda had," you admit, leaning against the side of the SUV.\n\n"I'm just thinking, maybe we should kind of be a little cautious. ... And maybe come back out to the woods on the next full moon," Maya says slowly. "Just in case."\n\n<hr>\n[[That might be a good idea.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Naaah.|QOBook34x2]]

"I don't think it's a big deal," you reply breezily. "Yeah, it does seem like something's changed. But unless it gets out of hand I don't think there's any need to go isolating ourselves in the woods over it."\n\n"Yeah, you're probably right," Maya answers cheerfully, apparently having been convinced just that easily. "I mean, something's definitely weird, but to be honest I feel great, don't you?"\n\n"Amazing," you admit, grinning. "So unless we actively start feeling like we want to devour the flesh off of the bones of our families, I think we can skip the exile."\n\nBoth of you have a good laugh over that. And honestly, you do feel great. Among other things you just feel comfortable in your own skin for the first time since you can remember. You're also not really worried about... anything, at the moment. As strange as it is considering you now know that monsters are real, it just seems like you could handle the issue if it came down to it. Which... again, you can't really remember the last time you approached <i>anything</i> with an attitude of 'It's fine, I'll handle it', but now it just feels completely natural to not sweat it.\n\nMaya eventually pulls up in front of your house, and without even thinking about it you lean over to give her a kiss and squeeze one of her breasts, Maya making a pleased noise and teasingly giving you a little lick on the nose when you pull away. She walks off towards home while you unload the car yourself, again thinking in the back of your mind that it shouldn't be quite so easy to do but it's a matter of a few minutes and almost no effort to get everything put away before you head inside.\n\n"Oh, Jamie, I thought that was you. Did you and Maya get everything put away or is there anything left?" your mother asks cheerfully as she wipes her hands off on her apron as you stroll through the kitchen.\n\n"Got it all done myself, thanks Ma," you answer breezily.\n\n"Oh?" She blinks a little, following you to the door of the kitchen as you just walk on through. "Did you two have fun?" she asks, just a little imploringly.\n\n"Great time," you call cheerfully as you trot up the stairs.\n\nBecause you are pretty curious about something. Once in your room, you nudge the door closed, although unlike usual you don't bother too much about making sure it's completely secure, even though the next thing you do is strip off your clothes. You're normally shy enough that standing around naked even in your own room in the middle of the day might make you nervous or embarrassed, but now you actually feel more comfortable than when you were clothed as you move to stand in front of the mirror.\n\nYou give a low 'hm' as you turn back and forth, appraising yourself. Yeah, you have muscles now. Not like big bulging ones, you're still fairly slender of build, but your muscle tone is obvious as you lift your arms and roll your shoulders. Your hair seems a little longer and shaggier too. Oh yeah, and your dick's bigger. Like, noticeably bigger, obviously much longer and thicker even when it's completely soft. 'Man, I look good,' you muse, which again isn't something you typically think about yourself a lot.\n\n"Oh!"\n\nYou glance over, seeing that your mother is standing in the doorway, her hand still on the knob. Her eyes have gone wide and her face is completely red, and she quickly turns her head away... though you notice her eyes trying to steal back towards you a little. "Um, I'm sorry, dear, I didn't know-"\n\n"It's fine," you say with a shrug... while not making any move to cover yourself or become outraged. Which just seems to fluster her all the more, and has her almost squirming where she's standing, drawing the door back forward in front of herself a bit.\n\n"Ah... I'm sorry, the door was open some so... um... I meant to ask you if you'd eaten anything..."\n\n<hr>\n[["Great, I'm starving."|QOBook]]\n\n[["I'm hungry for a few things yeah."|QOBook]]\n\n[["Let's fuck."|QOBook]]

You pass Hopita a bottle of monster girl milk.<<set $mgmilk -= 1>><<set $fd += 50>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

You use your MonComm to pop five oysterberries out of your inventory and onto the counter.<<set $oberry -= 5>><<set $fd += 200>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

"Fine, fine," you say with a groan. "That switch one, I guess, since it seemed to amuse you so much."\n\n"Heheh, let's see. Wow, it's like they just threw a bunch of random letters together, I wonder if that's what they did?" Maya reads and rereads the words several times, before clearing her throat and apparently giving it her best go. "Bid ymm uv dra syclimeha cdivv eh uha puto, ymm uv dra vaseheha cdivv eh yhudran puto! Dryd'c nekrd, dinh uha bancuh ehdu y rihk ynnukyhd vilg, yht dra udran ehdu y picdo cipsecceja cmid!"\n\nThe both of you sit there in silence once she's finished, before you give a nervous laugh. "Maybe you mispronounced 'dryd'c', or 'ynnuk-'" you begin, only to cut off with a loud gasp and clutch at your chest with both hands as a strange twitching, burning sensation runs through it, even as Maya gives a yelp and topples onto her side, twitching.\n\nYour body convulses lightly as your muscles twitch and reform, your whole body twitching as it changes. Your chest bulges outward, two bumps growing steadily into round globes, pressing the fabric of your t-shirt outward and raising it along your belly, which is turning smoother and with a different curve to it. Your hips and ass press against the walls of your jeans as they round out, even your scalp overcome with a shuddery feeling as your hair grows, sliding further and further down your back, your cries of shock and fear steadily getting higher in pitch. You collapse onto your own back, newly curvy hips jerking as you feel the strange sensation of your cock shrinking away, your underwear growing looser in front as a strange sort of... splitting... sensation passes along your crotch below where it was.\n\nOf course, it looks like Maya's in much the same boat... or the opposite boat. Her own t-shirt is getting tighter and riding up, but that's because even as the chest is going loose, her shoulders and arms are broadening, her flat stomach starting to take on the definition of toned abs. The same thing is happening to her smooth legs and arms, the sleek curves shifting to a more muscular, toned definition, her legs twitching as her hips shift, her gasps and little cries gradually getting lower and taking on more bass. The front of her cutoffs starts visibly bulging out, even as her round ass takes on a sturdier, more manly tone in the tight black denim. \n\nEventually the feeling passes, and the both of you are left panting and laying on the floor, occasionally shuddering. When you finally catch your breath and sit up, you find Maya already staring at you. She... well, obviously, <i>he</i>... is still pretty goth-looking, considering the pale skin, black lipstick and painted nails, but otherwise he's got a bit of a jock body, broad-shouldered and well muscled.\n\n"It really worked!" you squeak, then clasp your hands reflexively over your mouth at the girly sound that comes out.\n\n"I... think it did more than switch our genders, I mean..." Maya stares openly at your chest. "Those are... those are definitely bigger than mine were."\n\nYou blink and look down at yourself. It's not exactly hard to see what she means... while Maya was just about right at a C-cup, you're definitely more in the neighborhood of a D. You raise your hands up towards them without thinking, then quickly yank them back down, looking over at Maya in a panic. "Quick, change us back!" you cry as she grabs up the book and flips back to the page, reading feverishly. "Cast the spell again!"\n\n"I don't think that's a good idea," he answers, wincing. "It looks like it's not a spell for making one person a girl and one person a boy... instead it puts all the 'masculine' stuff in one body and all the 'feminine' stuff in another body. I guess that's why you're even more... well... than I was, and I'm... ... yeah." He chuckles nervously, then clears his throat and continues. "It looks like we'll change back to normal in maybe a couple of hours, 'if certain conditions aren't met'. So we should probably just... sit here and not do much."\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOBook2x3]]\n\n[[Make Maya cast the spell again.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Grab the book, cast the spell yourself.|QOBook]]

"O-okay... okay fine," you answer after a moment, starting to hug yourself, then squeaking a little when your arms wind up giving your new boobs a squeeze. Your face colors as Maya laughs. "C-c'mon, don't," you whine.\n\n"Sorry," he says with a smirk that says he's really not. He shifts a little in place, then gets up and sits back down on the edge of the bed. He squirms a little more, then reaches down and starts to undo the button of his cutoffs.\n\n"W-what're you doing?!" you yip.\n\n"These things are waaay too tight now, I've just gotta," Maya grunts as he unzips the front of the cutoffs and pushes the black panties beneath down over his bulge. A partially-hard length springs free, your eyes widening as they can't help but fix on it. Just like your breasts are bigger than Maya's, Maya's cock is definitely bigger than yours was. Still otherwise it looks a lot like it belongs to her, well, him, pale white and smooth and sort of pretty. Maya sighs in obvious relief. "Geez, that feels way better, how do guys that wear skinny jeans and whatever stand it?" he grumbles, leaning back on her hands some. Then he smirks again. "Guess they're probably not lugging around something like this, huh?"\n\nYou just blush all the brighter and turn your head away, staring at the wall and really hoping that this wears off in minutes instead of hours. But some motion out of the corner of your eye has you turning your head back reflexively... and your eyes widen again at the sight of Maya with a hand wrapped around his cock, slowly stroking it as it stiffens further, growing longer and harder by the moment. "Maya, what are you <i>doing</i>?!"\n\n"Oh, c'mon, like you've never been curious?" he murmurs, his voice a little breathy as he continues stroking along the pale, smooth length, his shorts now off completely and legs spread a bit, showing the large balls dangling down. "It's an interesting opportunity, s'all. I mean, I won't be bothered if you want to give it a try."\n\n"No... no way," you manage to get out through your tight throat, scooting back a little.\n\nMaya looks at you with heavy-lidded eyes... then chuckles. "Yeah, but you can't take your eyes off of it, can you?" he murmurs, licking his lips a little as you squirm, but prove him right by continuing to stare at his cock as he strokes it. "Hey. Jamie."\n\n"W-what?" you croak, managing to dart a look up at his face.\n\n"Come suck my cock."\n\n<hr>\n[[No way!|QOBook]]\n\n[[... okay...|QOBook2x4]]

The box does seem like the safer bet... you're not <i>quite</i> sure if you're brave enough to literally go exploring alternate dimensions just yet. 'Surely it doesn't just bring knives?' you think as you slip the key into the tool box's lock and turn it until you hear the click, opening it and peering in.\n\nYour face goes red at what you see. Uh, no, definitely not. For one thing there's not just one item in the box this time, it's practically crowded, like an actual drawer had been displaced into it. For another, the contents are kind of... lewd.\n\nIn fact right off the bat you can spot several dildos, all of them apparently based on, uh... animal dicks. Scattered in amongst them are pairs of panties... skimpy little thongs, from the look of them, and perhaps as some sort of theme keeping to the animal print, some in cheetah spots, others in tiger stripes, that sort of thing. On first impression it looks like there's two of all the dildos, but then you realize that some of them have wide bases, and the others are open at the end. Some of them must be, uh... sheaths. Like... masturbators.\n\n... Yeah that's super lewd.\n\n<hr>\n[[Close it, close it!|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Well. Maybe... look through it a little...|QOKeys]]

Sighing, you pick the option that seems the least likely to resemble any horror movies that have come out in the last five years. "To alter one's... whatever."\n\n"'Bodee, spiriht, und mihnd'," Maya responds with a snicker, doing her best to add a cheesy Transylvanian accent to the already mangled pronunciation. She flips through the pages, then ahs and flips back two. "Here we go, here we go. Man, listen to this stuff, it's great!"\n\nYou sort of doubt that, but of course you're not going to tell her that, instead just leaning a bit to try and look at the book, then leaning back when you worry that she might think you're trying to look at her chest. "What's it say?"\n\n"Man, there are all sorts of great stuff. Some of it's mangled pronunciation worse than the usual, I'm just gonna skip it. '[[To transfer the masculine and the feminine between two|QOBook2x2]]'... guess it means if you've got a guy and a girl, you can switch which is the guy and the girl." Laughing, Maya looks up and grins at you. "What a coincidence!"\n\nBlushing, you shake your head. "Um, what else?"\n\n"'[[To make one's spirit as of the alpha wolf|QOBook]]'... I guess it's a spell for confidence and sexiness or something?"\n\nYou can't help but think you'd really like a spell like that... of course it would just be disappointing if it didn't work, and besides, how embarrassing would it be to ask Maya to cast it on you? So you just keep your mouth shut until she eventually moves on.\n\n"'[[To make all of the traits of one greater|QOBook]]'... what's it do, turn you into the ubermensch? '[[To give one powers most unnatural|QOBook3x1]]', ooo, now we're talkin'!"\n\n"C'mon, Maya."\n\n"Psh, I know, it's not like I think it would really work. And it looks like the last one is '[[An appeal to the gods of change|QOBook]]'. Apparently you just call out to the dudes that oversee all this kind of stuff and they do whatever the heck they feel like."\n\n"That seems sort of... why would you do that?"\n\n"I dunno. Maybe if you're just <i>that</i> bored. Which I am. C'mon, Jamie, pick a spell, I'm gonna cast it and see what happens! Yeah, even if it's nothing."

"I..." You glance at his still-hard cock, amazed that it fit down your throat. But if it fit down your throat... Swallowing hard, you bite your lower lip and murmur, "I... I want you to fuck me. P-please."\n\n"Aw, hell bro, you're way too cute," he says with a chuckle, reaching a hand down to give himself a few strokes. "Sure, let's go in the back end, though."\n\nFor a moment you think he means the back seat, but instead he opens his door and steps out. Flushing again at the idea that he apparently wants to fuck in the truck bed... in even more thorough view of everyone... you nevertheless slip your legs out of your jeans and underwear and step out as well, your cock swaying in front of you as you make your way around the side of the truck. Gabriel lowers the tailgate, then moves to the front of the bed from the side and undoes a clasp, rolling out a padded mat over the bed-liner. Swallowing, you clamber up into the truck bed on all fours, tail instinctively lifting high and baring your spotted ass to him. You moan and even more blatantly present as he climbs up after you and gives the base of your tail a rub again, his other big, powerful hand rubbing over your rear.\n\nAnd then that flared head is pressing against your pucker, and pushing it open, leaving you mewling softly and shivering in pleasure, even giving a soft, feline yowl as it pops inside and sinks in a good inch. More and more of that massive equine prick sinks into your virgin hole, spreading you wide without any apparent problem despite it being your first time, and so tight, enough that you feel like you can feel every vein on his shaft as it slides inside you. Apparently even Gabriel notices, since as he shifts his hands to your waist he asks, "Dude, bro, is this your first time? You are one tight kitty, my man."\n\n"Y-yeah," you admit, another soft mewl escaping your lips as he gives a short, light thrust.\n\n"Aw, that's super sweet of you to give it to me, bro, if I'da known I'd've offered to take you home for it and skip next period instead. Oh well," he adds, before starting to pump his hips, making you writhe lightly beneath him as he drives more and more of his cock into you. Soon those big black balls are slapping against your fuzzy white ones as he pounds into your tight ass, your flat belly bulged up slightly with the shape of his equine prick moving inside you. He leans forward, sliding those big hands along your back and sides, before reaching down to wrap one of them around your own slender prick. He chuckles as you let out a long, soft mewl and near-instantly cum, spattering your load onto the black foam of the mat as his cock continues pumping away in you. "Bro, you are so fuckin' cute, I swear," he murmurs in your ear, letting out a long whinny of hot breath that makes your ear flick as he continues to pump into your ass. \n\nOther cars drive by of course, as well as other people (mostly other teens from your school) lingering in the parking lot chatting all around you as you're fucked by the big, surprisingly kind horse-jock. You glance aside once, and feel your face heat even more as you spot a pair of guys you know from several of your classes, now turned into a Husky and a German Shepherd, both of them sitting on the roof of their car and watching you get fucked, stroking their cocks as they watch you, one pumping his human-like shaft with its vestigial sheath, the other rubbing and squeezing the swollen knot of his red rocket. Still, most of your attention is stolen by the feeling of Gabriel's big, muscular body looming over you and his huge cock pumping into your ass, the sound of his puffs and whinnies above you. \n\nHe makes you cum twice more, once from just fucking you and jerking you off with that big, strong hand, and once when he lets out a louder whinny and plunges into you, pumping a thick, hot load that you can feel spreading around inside you, enough to actually bulge your belly out just a little big and somewhat dilute the outline of his prick. You shiver as he pulls out of you, feeling some of his load run out of your ass and over the fur of your balls, some of it even slipping down your own pink, cum-smeared shaft. A moment later there's something damp and cool rubbing over you, making you wiggle your hips a little as you glance back to see Gabriel helping clean you up with what looks like an overly large, thick moist towlette. Once he's done, you turn around to sit and catch your breath, watching in a bit of a daze as he cleans himself up as well.\n\nGabriel glances at his watch and snorts. "We better get back, bro, we're already gonna be a little late at this rate."\n\n"R-right," you murmur, blushing as you hop down from the truck bed and move back to the passenger side, almost sheepishly redonning your underwear and jeans, while Gabriel just swings behind the wheel, cock gradually going limp and partially resheathing, the horse-jock as shameless as ever. You stay fairly quiet through the ride back to school, just blushing and silently trading phone contacts with Gabriel once the two of you are back in the parking lot. As the two of you are walking back to the entrance, a cheetah-girl in a cheerleader uniform bounds over. \n\n"Hey, Gabe, where ya been?" she asks cheerfully, her full tits bouncing as she bobs on the balls of her feet, spotted tail flicking back and forth.\n\n"S'up, Carli? Oh, we didn't have lunch today, did we?" he asks, thumping a hand against his head, while you do your best to shrink down into a dust particle so you can blow away. "I toootally forgot if we did, I asked my bro Jamie here out to lunch."\n\n"Nah, we didn't have a thing," Carli, one of the prettiest and most popular cheerleaders in the entire school (probably even moreso with her upgraded body, with bigger tits and a bouncier butt than ever), answers. Her tail is still swishing as she turns to look at you, eyeing you up and down. "Even if we did I'd tooootally forgive you, he is <i>cute</i>," she announces with a low, thrumming tone to her voice, making your eyes widen and your brain threaten to bluescreen. "Hey, Jamie, wanna be late for next period? We can totes do a bit of quick sucky-licky in the girls' bathroom," she invites cheerfully, lifting a hand to her mouth and making a stroking motion while bulging out her cheek with her tongue.\n\n<hr>\n[[Uh, gotta go!|QOBook14x11]]\n\n[[Well, I mean... if you really want to...|QOBook]]

"Yeah, I guess you're right," you agree. \n\nYou use Maya's shower, which is its own kind of weird little voyeuristic thrill since you haven't ever done that before. When you emerge cleaned up and dressed, Maya starts to go to her knees, then looks sheepish and straightens again. "Oh, um, I wanted to blow you again before you go, but then you might still be here when she gets here and explaining the wet hair and stuff would be hard."\n\n... Hnnnnnh but you kind of want her to anyway! Still, even if you have completely subverted her free will, Maya makes a good point. Still, you take a few minutes to fondle her boobs and ass, and give her a nice deep kiss, before tearing yourself away and heading home, with Maya's chipper, shameless call of "Bye, love you, fuck me again soon!" Wow, that's just... wow. You make your way home in a sort of haze of bliss both at the memory of all that happened and the realization that there's a lot more to come.\n\nAfter getting home you try to act natural, doing your best to just go to your room and settle down for a while. Flopping out on your bed, you try to think about what to do next, but it's still just so overwhelming to consider. You have an actual hypnosis app! And you used it to turn your hot childhood friend into your sex slave! ... Briefly worried, you hop up and rush to your mirror to make sure that you haven't gained 100 pounds and gotten really ugly. Nope, still normal you, whew. Okay so you haven't turned <i>that</i> completely into an H-game protagonist. Also you're pretty sure you don't have some deep burning resentment to take revenge on society or at least half of it, so you've still got that going for you.\n\nEventually you get called down to dinner, and give the usual "Fine" and "Nothing" answers to inquiries about how your day went, which are luckily so reflexive that you don't have to think about making them sound realistic. Partway through, you hear the <i>ding</i> of your phone's text message tone, and blinking bring it out of your pocket. Your mother gives you a look that's slightly disapproving but more confused, since you never get texts at dinner. Either way she doesn't stop you from checking it... though you almost choke on a mouthful of casserole at the photo of Maya with her shirt pulled up and clamped between her teeth to bare her breasts, her shorts unbuttoned and pushed down around her hips to show her pussy as well, her non-phone hand giving the camera a victory sign.\n\n"Dear? Are you okay? Bad news?" your mother asks as your father leans over to pat your back, prompting you to quickly click the phone off.\n\n"N-no, it's fine, just, uh, Maya texting me about something that surprised me," you reply. Which is pretty much the truth, but you can see your mother settles, surely believing that Maya would never send you something salacious.\n\nStill, it's impressive that she did, especially since you didn't ask her. Wow, she's really trying to be a good sex (love?) slave. You leave the table after finishing, doing your best to be a bit subtle about showing your crotch since, well. Upstairs though you flop in bed, seeing that she's sent you several other photos, including one of a close-up of her pussy as she apparently lays in bed with her legs splayed. Torn between the desire to jerk off and worry that you might be interrupted or discovered, you're distracted when an actual text message comes through as well.\n\n'So now what, O Master my Master?'\n\n'What do you mean?' you text back as you flop onto your own bed, scrolling back up to enjoy the pics in between texting with her.\n\n'I'm sitting here rubbing my pussy thinking of how you enslaved me, and wishing you were here to fuck me again. Just seems a shame we can't do it more until tomorrow afternoon.'\n\nBleh, true. 'Be really easy to get caught meeting up though.'\n\n'Yeah. Wish you'd eradicated my free will and fucked me into obedience during summer break instead.'\n\n'... I didn't get the app until just the other day.'\n\n'Sadness. Still, what do we do next, huh?'\n\n'Next?'\n\n'Was just thinking. Are you going to focus on me? Because I'd love that, but also you absolutely deserve a harem.'\n\nBwuh? 'I do?'\n\n'Of course! I want you to be as happy as possible, it gets me off. If you'd be happy having an entire collection of sex slaves I am all about helping make that happen.'\n\nWell this went in interesting directions. ... Who's actually the master here? Anyway, you take a few seconds to consider, during which she sends you a few more pictures of her fingering her wet pussy. Mmf...\n\n<hr>\n[[You definitely want a harem.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Maya's the only one you need.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[You need to think about things.|QOSJ]]

"... Alright," you murmur, and somehow it's like a bit of a weight is lifted off of you to obey him. You lean forward onto hands and knees, your cotton-hugged tits wobbling a bit under you as you crawl over to the side of the bed and in between Maya's legs. You rest your hands on his thighs and then slowly lean forward, hesitating for just a moment before slowly licking your way up the shaft. You can hear Maya give a low moan, and both the feel of his cock on your tongue and the sound of that moan sends a pleasurable shiver all through you, your new pussy starting to puff up a bit. You lean in a bit more and start licking at the shaft, dragging your tongue up it before dipping back down to start closer to the bottom each time.\n\n"Mmm, yeah, fuck, that's right," Maya grunts, resting a hand on your head and stroking your long brown hair. "Suck my balls too, baby," he orders, the words seeming to come to him as naturally as anything.\n\nYou can feel your face... and your pussy... heat more, but you do as you're told, ducking your head down and starting to work your tongue over the loose, smooth white skin of his balls, finally sucking one of them into your mouth and rolling your tongue around it. After a few moments of sucking and licking his sack, his hand urges you back up, tugging you up his length and then forward. Obeying even the unspoken commands, you part your lips and slide them down over his cock, moaning a little as the spongey head fills your mouth. You bob your head up and down, and you keep expecting to gag on it, but weirdly even as it presses to the back of your throat you're able to take it down without any problems.\n\n"That's right, suck my fucking cock," Maya almost growls, fingers griping a bit tighter in your hair. "I bet you've always dreamed of having some big-titted slut suck your cock, haven't you? Well now you're the big-titted slut with a cock down her throat, aren't you?"\n\nYou moan your agreement to both, unable to help yourself as you eagerly deepthroat the stiff prick between your lips. Maya leans forward, grabbing the collar of your t-shirt and then yanking, making you gasp around his cock as your boobs come spilling free, stiff nipples capping big puffy areola now on display. He gives a few more yanks to get the tattered remnants of the shirt off of you, then sits back again, heated eyes watching you slurp and gulp at his prick as if you couldn't get enough of it. He lasts for quite awhile, much longer than you ever have jerking off, before yanking on your head, pulling you up until just the tip is between your lips before he starts to flood your mouth with cum. "Swallow it, swallow it," he demands hoarsely, and you do with a will, your throat working visibly as you gulp his load down.\n\nHis cock doesn't soften in the slightest though, and once he's done he pulls you off of him and stands. Leaning down and picking you up as if you weighed practically nothing, he tosses you on the bed, making you give out a gasp as you land on your front, already partly on hands and knees. He grabs for your jeans, yanking them off and over your beautifully feminine hips and ass, freeing the rounded curves and padding from the tight jeans meant for boys. It's obvious what he means to do, but you're not sure you could stop him even if you could gather the will to want to. Maya climbs up onto the bed behind you, gripping his cock with one hand and a handful of your ass with the other, rubbing the tip of his dick up and down your dripping slit, before slamming forward into you, making you yowl in pleasure as you're filled up with cock.\n\n"Yeah, you love this, don't you bitch?" Maya growls as he grabs at your hips and begins pounding away at you, making your tits bounce heavily under you. "Being fucked in your hot little pussy by a big fat cock, just like you've imagined fucking girls, you love being the one taking it in your sodden cunt, don't you?"\n\n"Unh, yeah!" you gasp out, barely able to string together even that much as a coherent thought as you have your first orgasm as a female, your pussy squeezing and gushing around Maya's cock even as he continues to slam it into you. The muscular man fucking you leans forward and grabs your swaying tits with both hands, making you mewl eagerly as he starts kneading them, the angle making his hips really slap against your ass. It feels so good being fucked, being used, being taken by this big strong beast of a boy, the way he's just using your pussy to pleasure himself!\n\nMaya groans and grunts as he pounds away at you, his balls swinging forward to slap against your crotch. His strong hands really work your tits over, fingers pinching at your stiff nipples and making you cum around his cock again. "That's right, bitch, get ready for it," he gasps, and you can feel his prick throbbing inside you. With a little flash of clarity amidst the pleasure, you realize what's about to happen.\n\n<hr>\n[["No, don't, stop! Don't cum in me!"|QOBook]]\n\n[["No, don't stop, don't! Cum in me!"|QOBook]]\n\n<small>This is why enunciation is important, everybody.</small>

The big guy is like... big, especially as you actually come down and see him, and swinging a huge axe. He's definitely the bigger threat, and as you rush to hit him from the back, that apparently convinces Ralof and the other Stormcloaks to focus on him as well, ignoring the obviously painful but not lethal lightning blasts the torturer himself is slinging.\n\nThen there's a flash of green, and beside you Ralof goes as stiff as a board and topples over. Before you can really get over your shock, green envelopes your vision too, all your muscles going completely still as you, too, fall over on your side, still stuck in mid-swing as if you'd been abruptly turned into a mannequin. By the time the other Stormcloaks realize that the jailer has changed to using Paralyze, it's too late... the female Stormcloak has been Paralyzed as well, and his hulking assistant easily finishes off the other two.\n\n"What a loathsome day," the torturer says with a huff. "First all this shouting and shaking, then a rush of these fool Stormcloaks! Quickly, get them manacled."\n\nAs the torturer's assistant moves to you, Ralof, and the female Stormcloak, pulling your arms behind your backs to bind them (your limbs move easily enough at his guidance, even if you can't move them at all), an Imperial soldier descends the steps. "What are you fools still doing here?! Didn't you hear, there's a dragon burning Helgen to the ground! The General is calling a complete evacuation!" With that, he runs through and down the other hallway.\n\n"A dragon, what nonsense," the torturer scoffs.\n\n"You got a better explanation for the shaking, the collapsing, and the <i>roaring</i>, old man?" his assistant grunts as he finishes binding Ralof's manacles. \n\n"... Hm. Well, I suppose whatever it is, it's definitely not good news. Perhaps now is the best time to finally make use of those spell tomes I discovered in an old chest," the torturer says, hurrying to one of the cabinets.\n\n"What, those things? The commander or general found out you had those-"\n\n"At this point I hardly think it matters. If there really is a... creature... destroying the entire town, I doubt we want to stick around to see if we're to be properly evacuated or reassigned," the torturer says dryly as he returns, a stack of books in his arms.\n\n'Hey, hey, we're getting <i>way</i> off script now!' you think, starting to panic even more. You try to move your hand towards the menu buttons you saw earlier, or even just think it open, but all that happens is a blinking message reading 'Paralyzed' showing every time.\n\n"You're welcome to stay here, if you'd rather stay loyal to the Empire that may or may not have already evacuated without you than come with me on the off chance that this 'Slaver's Castle' is real," the torturer says wryly.\n\n"... Fine, guess I'll take my chances with you," the assistant grunts. "What about them?"\n\n"Bring them together into this circle, we'll take them with us. After all, what use is a slave tower without some slaves?" his master answers with a snicker.\n\nYou're powerless to resist as the big man drags you over into a circle the torturer has marked in chalk on the floor. Once all three of the bound prisoners and the two of them are inside of it, the torturer calls "Teleport!" and thrusts a hand up, a bright flash covering everything.\n\nWhen the light clears, you're laying on a sort of half-paved, half-dirt road in the midst of nature. You can gradually feel the paralysis starting to wear off, beginning to squirm and writhe, and can see Ralof more carefully testing his bonds and starting to get his feet under him slowly. The big man looks around and scowls. "This doesn't look like any sort of tower at all, old man."\n\n"No, the creator would hardly want just anyone who learned the spell to be able to teleport right into it," the torturer scoffs, though he sounds just a little surprised as well. "But I have a good idea of where it is now. And don't worry, we won't have to carry our burdens. Summon Chainbeasts!" he calls, thrusting out a hand which glows red and black briefly.\n\nThere's a trio of strange, loud thumps nearby, swirling portal-like lights briefly flickering into being and issuing forth three strange, clanking bundles of chains and bands of metal, clattering along in vaguely animal fashion as they approach you. You're just un-paralyzed enough to give a shriek of fear and dismay as one leaps upon you, crawling all over your body. Your clothes and manacles disappear in another flash, but instantly another set of metal bands fasten around your wrists, more clicking closed around your forearms, upper arms, thighs, calves, and ankles, and your neck. Even as your hands are being hauled around in front of you, and your legs bent and folded together, you can feel more of the cold metal creeping along your body, one of the chains going down the cleft of your ass like a G-string to fasten bands around your balls and the base of your cock... which, sorry to say, has reacted to all the strange sensations by getting hard, and now throbs a bit from the snug fit of the metal around it. Your further protests are muffled as the chains press a solid metal plate that covers your lower face, leaving just your nose with room to breathe. More chains slide down, fitting cast metal paws over your hands so that they're forced to make fists, and fitting another pair of paws that settle on your knees.\n\n"Pretty freaky, old man," the torturer's assistant grunts, eyeing the you and the Stormcloaks now fully wrapped in the bondage of the animated chains and bands, unable to do anything but squirm and writhe in your imprisonment. Still, he definitely seems to be looking at the pretty blonde female Stormcloak appreciatively.\n\n"Yeees, but quite convenient, don't you think? Come, beasts, let's be off," the torturer declares as he sets off down the road, not being clear whether he's including his own assistant in that command.\n\nEither way, the chainbeasts apparently him since they start moving along, forcing you to walk on all fours behind your two captors. Your bare body is exposed to the cool spring sun, the slight nip in the regular breezes helping remind you just how vulnerable and humiliated you are, as if being forced to walk on your hands and knees (or rather, the paws covering your hands and capping your knees) weren't enough, your ass actually lifted up some in the air to show off it and your swaying cock and balls. As if that weren't bad enough, either the motion of walking or some movement of the chainbeast itself has the bands around the root of your balls and base of your cock lightly moving and rubbing, constantly stimulating you, as well as the thin chain down your asscheeks and rubbing your pucker... add to that, the female Stormcloak is actually in front of you, in the exact same position, her full, round ass swaying constantly in the air with her walking, her naked pussy and vulnerable ass swaying and shaking in front of you on and on. As you keep going, several times it's simply too much, and you actually start to cum with a shamed, muffled moan against the mask-gag. But every time you do, the bands around your dick and sack squeeze firmly, refusing to actually let you climax, instead making you walk along quivering and edged until the moment has passed, leaving your balls aching and feeling like they're getting more full and heavier every time it happens.\n\nOf course, in between those dazed moments, you struggle to access the menu so you can log out. But every time you do, that message flashes again, though this time it reads 'Bound'. You remember hearing about mods that could do that, disable the player's controls when they were tied up, but you never thought someone would bake them into this simulation! \n\n"Ah! There it is!" the torturer says a few hours later, pointing. Either the chainbeast wants to look too or it's not restricting minor motions of your head, because you can actually follow his finger and see a tall, ominous-looking tower made of some sort of slick-seeming black material rising above the trees.\n\nIt still takes a bit longer to actually get there, and you almost cum once more on the way, yet again stopped by the chainbeast squeezing you to keep you edged. An extra jolt of fear runs through you as the group leaves the road and approaches the door of the castle, because there's a pair of figures in what are obviously full Daedric plate armor standing there holding long spears.\n\n"Who dares approach the Slaver's Tower?" one of them booms in a slightly echoing, vaguely inhuman voice that would probably make you go soft with fear if the chainbeast weren't forcing you to stay hard.\n\n"I have come to claim ownership of this tower," the torturer answers in a slightly quavering voice, holding up an amulet. "As you can see, I have the Amulet of Molag Bal, and have already enslaved these three mortals!"\n\n"... Very well, this is sufficient proof," the other armored figure declares, the doors swinging open. "Enter and be known, Master."\n\nThe torturer... well, Master of the Tower, you guess now... smirks and struts inside, the somewhat more dubious assistant following after, and the three of you captives of course forced to go along. The interior of the room is fairly open and plain, although there are a number of what look like sort of... display racks, including X-frames, posts, and rings in the ceiling. The chainbeasts instantly turn and carry the three of you towards a set of square wooden frames, flinging themselves and you up onto them. Most of the chains and bands retract from your body, leaving the masks, but otherwise keeping your ankles and wrists bound as they haul you spread-eagled to chain you to the frames... although you can still feel the metal bands on your privates, likely still making sure you won't be able to cum unless allowed.\n\nAs the Master is admiring his work, there's another pair of those thumps and portals, but this time it's a pair of women that appear... women with dark grey skin, red eyes, and horns. Though they're noticeably more attractive than the Daedra you remember from the actual game, with slightly sharp but still attractive faces and curvaceous bodies covered only by black leather bikinis.\n\n"Welcome, new Master of the Tower," they coo in unison. "We are your humble servants, so long as you continue to do work pleasing to Molag Bal."\n\n"Y-... yes," the Master murmurs, looking a mix of enchanted and worried. You're guessing he didn't quite realize he was pledging his service so thoroughly until now. "Of course, I shall do all that I can to continue pleasing... His Lordship."\n\n"Then we present you with this gift, the spell tome of Mark of Servitude," the two say in unison again, just one of them summoning a new tome into her hands, the Master quickly handing the others to his assistant and taking it to start flipping through. "Be aware, it will only work on one who has already surrendered their will to you."\n\n"Hmmm, I see." The Master closes the book and tucks it under his arm, before looking at the three of you bound in the frames. "Very well then, I suppose we should begin by seeing which, if any of you would like to go ahead and submit. Why not skip the long... but admittedly, fun for me... process of being broken and simply become my servant now? How about you, my pretty?" he sneers, looking at the female Stormcloak. "Even more than the others, I'm sure we could find you a comfy bed and something nice to wear, hmmm?"\n\nHe makes a bit of a face when she says something through the gag that, even muffled, is a pretty emphatic refusal, and also probably a deep and multi-layered insult against his lineage. He looks at Ralof, who's glaring daggers at him, and scoffs. "No need to ask there. But what about you boy, hm?" he says as he steps over to you. "So young, and not exactly unpleasing to the eye. You could have far more gentle treatment as a cooperative slave than a prisoner, what say you?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Submit.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOSkyrim]]

"The... imp, I guess?" you venture. "Since that one at least says it will serve you."\n\n"Always looking for the safe option," Maya teases, causing you to make a face. Nevertheless she flips the pages, apparently holding to the idea of letting you pick. "Huh, it's just a really short incantation," she says once she finds the page. After a second, she turns the book around and proffers it to you. "Here, you read it."\n\n"Why me?!"\n\n"Because you wound up picking something short, thus of minimal entertainment value, so I want maximum entertainment value from hearing you try to pronounce this gibberish," she replies, smirking.\n\nYou puff out your cheeks a bit, but sigh and accept the book. You are, at least, just stubborn enough to study the text closely before you read, and try to figure out exactly how... all this... would be pronounced. Maya's not wrong to call it 'gibberish', it really seems like a random jumble of letters that doesn't make sense for phonics in any language you've seen, but now she's put you on the spot and you don't see a way of wiggling out of it without looking even more lame and whiny. The last word looks a little smudged, you're kind of going to have to guess at it, but you don't suppose it matters... it's all nonsense, even Maya says so. With that in mind, after a few more read-overs you clear your throat and start reading aloud.\n\n"Drnufehk dra crundcdylg vyhc y puha rana. Kuhhy ryja yh esb crundcdylg, ruba oui'na vybbo. Crund drell pedlr fedr y rika-"\n\n<hr>\n[["-nylg."|QOBook22x2]]\n\n[["-lulg."|QOImp]]

... Yeah. Yeah, you know exactly who could fix Joshua's wagon. And, if rumors are true, have that wagon disassembled and buried deep in the local dump to compost into unrecognizable debris. Not that you think such an extreme solution is required, but it's almost weirdly comforting in a way to know that it's on the table.\n\nYou're not sure why you even think this is a good idea, or where you've got the courage to approach this person, other than that maybe long exposure makes you think it's even a possibility. Luckily, you're going to have an opportunity soon... your friend Kevin actually seems relieved when you suggest a sleepover, apparently having been worried about you lately. You assure him everything's fine (he's not the one you want involved, after all), and instead wait for your opportunity that Friday night. You spend awhile laying on the pallet staring at the ceiling, mustering your courage, before eventually getting up and slipping quietly out of the room. You start to turn further down the hall, but notice there's a light on in the kitchen. Taking a chance, you instead head downstairs and into the kitchen, swallowing heavily as you spot the beast itself sitting at the kitchen table having a late night roast beef sandwich, wearing tight little short-shorts and a snug white tanktop.\n\n"What're you doing up, Scrub?" Kevin's older sister Tanya asks, narrowing her sharp blue eyes a little at you. The most infamous girl-bully in the history of Deviville High... widely rumored to have ascended into the world of actual organized crime once she got to college. She's gorgeous, sure, but anyone that knows her knows to be scared of her. Which is probably why she looks so suspicious, that you're actually standing there looking at her (albeit squirming like a small mammal locked in a cage with a velociraptor) instead of scrambling away the instant you saw her... which, admittedly, you do fairly often.\n\n"Um..." You swallow heavily again, then take a deep breath. "Could I... talk to you?"\n\nHer eyebrows lift a little, an expression somewhere between curious, suspicious, and amused playing over her features. "... Hm. This should be interesting, if it's enough to make you sack up and talk to me. Alright, Scrub, take a seat and let's hear it."\n\nAfter a few minutes of you hesitantly and shamefully explaining yourself, she laughs. "Hell, that's it? <i>You</i> actually came to <i>me</i> over a piddly little thing like that? Shit, Scrub, sounds like you're getting a pretty good deal here. Usually bullies don't poach or interfere with each other's bitches." She snickers again at your slight wince at that word. "I'd say you're getting a pretty good deal, protection and a group just for the cost of some sodas and sugary snacks every day."\n\nThe same thought had briefly crossed your mind. But at this point you're determined, doing your best to firm your expression and look serious. "I don't want to be someone's bitch for the next three years. If I don't do something now, that's all I'll ever be."\n\nTanya blinks once at your quiet declaration. "... Huh." She sits back slowly, rubbing her chin. "You know, maybe you <i>did</i> finally sack up, Scrub. Or smarten up. Or both. But yeah, you're right... even if Joshy didn't drag you down into the same place after high school, you're setting yourself up for a life of being a bitch-boy if you don't do something now. Frankly I always kinda figured that was where you were headed and maybe you were content with it. But if not..." She tilts her head a little, then grins. "Hm. Don't take it for me being nice, but I guess maybe I'm interested. Alright, Scrub, I'm gonna give you a choice."\n\n"Uh... between?"\n\n"There's a girl in your grade... sort of one of my successors, if you will. I could stand to exert some influence over her, so if I tell her she has to help you, she will. I'll sort of make you her assignment... she has to get Joshy and his boys off of your back and make sure no one else fucks with you either. 'Course, you'll have to continue showing some stones with <i>her</i> too, or you're just gonna be exchanging whose bitch you are for someone prettier and better-dressed. And again, this isn't a charity... besides me getting to put this chick on notice and make sure she stays in line, you're gonna owe me a favor. A nice big one. 'Course that's just one choice... it'll see you're protected, but not much else, if I figure right. You wanna <i>really</i> nut up or shut up? You take the second choice."\n\nThere's a strange sensation deep in your belly... like two snakes are battling to the death, one made of pure terror and the other strange excitement, and you're not sure which is winning. "What's that?"\n\n"See, I've been thinking I'd like to have a... direct line into Deviville High again," Tanya says, leaning forward, her eyes glittering with what you can only call cruel lust as she stares you down like a cobra locking eyes with a particularly fascinated mouse. "A lot of my other contacts have to be kept at arm's length because they don't have convenient excuses, but you... you're one of my brother's best friends. You being here at the house all the time isn't weird at all. What I'm going to offer you here and now, Scrub, is a chance to completely flip the script. If you've got the spine for it, then <i>overnight</i> you can go from the nobody bitch-boy of some equally nobody bully into one of the people at that school that commands fear and respect. A couple of months, you learn your lessons and play your part well, you'll basically be running the joint. And you'll never, ever, ever be anyone's bitch again." Her grin turns utterly wolfish as she adds, "Except for mine, that is."\n\nYou swallow hard, feeling your saliva slide all the way down to splash on those frenzied snakes in your stomach. "You're saying I'd be your...?"\n\n"Bitch. Well, if you <i>have</i> to have a better word, apprentice maybe. Since you won't be just running my errands... you'll follow my orders, do what I tell you, and in return you get to step into the world where you're the boss and everyone else is just employees or inventory. How about it, Scrub, what's it gonna be? A little bit of help... or change the whole dynamic of your life?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Accept some help.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[Flip the script.|QOBully6x5]]

Having finished reading the incantation, including your best guess at the final word, you can't help but take a look around the room expectantly. You catch Maya doing the same, before she clears her throat and tries to look utterly nonchalant. "See? I told you it was just a goof."\n\n"Then why'd you make me do it in the first place?" you grumble, handing the book back.\n\n"Because like I said, I thought it would be hilarious to hear you try to read it! And it was!"\n\nGrumbling and blushing, you settle in as Maya looks through the book some more, mostly just commenting on some of the weirder bits (and lewder bits, which makes you squirm). Eventually though the two of you give up on finding anything to do and you bid her goodbye and head home, wiling away the rest of the day with timekiller video games and reading old comics.\n\nYou settle into bed as normal that night, flopping back and going to sleep surprisingly quickly, considering you spent the previous hour having a beam of pure information in the form of blue light shining in your face as you played mobile games. Somehow you're vaguely aware that you're asleep despite, you know, being asleep, drifting through a deep, relaxing darkness. And since you're aware you're asleep and therefore obviously dreaming, you're not shocked or panicked like you might otherwise be when a tall, curvaceous, absolutely beautiful woman with demonic features floats through the darkness and descends towards your suddenly naked body. She has deep black hair and purple skin, with bright, glowing yellow eyes and horns curling up from her forehead and over the top of her scalp, and elegantly backswept pointed ears. Her tits are huge, big, perfectly-shaped globes that look like your head could completely disappear between them, let alone your cock. Her long legs have thick but perfectly-contoured thighs. She smiles seductively at you as she wraps one perfect hand around your achingly stiff cock and strokes it only a few times before leaning down and engulfing it in her hot, wet mouth, her tongue elongating and wrapping around you to resume squeezing and stroking in place of her hand even as she bobs her head and sucks you.\n\n'Holy shit, this is the most amazing wet dream I've ever had,' you find yourself thinking as your eyes roll and your body shudders. Despite how good it feels, though, that thought sends a trickle of realization through your brain and reminds you what happens at the end of wet dreams. The fear of humiliation and potential commentary from your parents is enough to jar you awake, and you sit up a bit gasping as you jolt out of the dream.\n\nIt takes you a few seconds to realize that the sucking, tugging, twisting feeling on your cock hasn't gone away at all. Addled by the pleasure but awake now, you stare downward and easily enough spot the large bulge beneath the sheets... well, not large-large, but bigger than anything that should be there. You yank the sheet away, and find yourself staring into a pair of glowing yellow eyes... albeit set in a face that's a lot, well, cuter than the demoness in your dream. Her ears are much wider and stick out to the sides, and her horns are little nubs poking up from her forehead. As well her body is much shorter, looking wider in proportion, at least what you can see of it... her hips are wide and her ass is round, for sure. Both of you freeze completely still the moment your eyes meet, her apparently as shocked by you yanking the sheet away as you were by her being there.\n\nAfter three seconds, her tongue gives an apparently reflexive squeeze, and you make a low gurgling sound and cum down her throat, without either of the two of you moving or breaking eye contact. You can feel her throat squeezing around you as she swallows repeatedly, before her tongue unwinds from around your shaft and she lifts her head, giving a "Pfwah!" as she does.\n\n"Heya, master!" she chirps, raising a smallish hand and giving you a wave.\n\n"... GYAH!" you yelp, reflexively bucking your whole body and sending her toppling off the side of the bed to land with a yelp on the floor.\n\n"Oof. Not exactly the greatest thanks I ever got for a blowjob but not exactly the worst either," the demonic girl mutters from out of sight, before she gets to her feet as you scramble out of bed.\n\nYou're able to get a better look at her now, obviously, and you wind up staring just because of the strangeness of the whole situation if nothing else. She's about half your height... in fact her face lines up almost disconcertingly perfectly with your crotch. She is indeed on the wider side due to her, ah, thicc-ness. Her breasts would be large on a woman of average height, on her they look huge. The same with her hips and legs... she's not, like, <i>super</i> wide or something, and she's definitely within a normal range of a solidly-built woman, she's just all that and short too. She has a pair of golden bracers around her wrists, and her legs taper down towards the end and go into a pair of golden, well, caps that almost make them look like hooves. Otherwise she's completely naked, showing off those big purple breasts and a plump purple pussy shamelessly.\n\n"Wha... wha... wha..."\n\n"Ilka the imp, at your service, master," she chirps, bowing with one arm across her middle and the other flung up in the air, her fat tits swaying briefly below her and then bobbling before settling as she straightens up. "I mean, you did summon me after all, didn't you?"\n\n<hr>\n[["What no!"|QOBook]]\n\n[["Oh. Uh. Yeah, I guess."|QOImp]]

It's fine, just move like normal, keeping your head a bit down, standard shuffling gait, absolutely nothing to draw attention to yourself-\n\n"Hey, issat Jamie? Jamie, my man!"\n\n... Except this fucking shirt, thanks grandma.\n\nYou wince a little as Joshua throws an arm around your shoulders easily, emphasizing that he's got about three inches on you now. (In height, you don't wanna think about other ways he might be... y'know.) At least he hasn't turned into some wall of muscle, though from the way his arm is toned he's definitely working out in some way or another. His hair is dark and close-cropped, eyes hazel, overall that sort of handsome look that makes him almost as generic as your nondescript looks make you, just in a different social group. "Oh, um, hey Josh, wow you wound up going to school here too huh, been a long time, gotta get to class though don't wanna be late my first day," you mutter, keeping your eyes averted.\n\n"What's your rush, my dude? We've got awhile, can't just let one of my best buddies from elementary go running off!" Josh smirks at you in a way that makes it entirely clear he knows exactly what he's doing as he squeezes your shoulders and jostles you around. "I'm psyched to see you again! It's been forever! You're right though that there's not enough time, we have to catch up for reals. Which of the lunch periods you on, first or second?"\n\n"... Second," you murmur, with a sinking feeling in your chest.\n\n"Oh heeey, me too! Cool, cool, so come find me in the lunch room once you've got your food, a'ight? We'll totally get caught up and figure out how we're gonna be best buddies again this year." He leans in a bit, smirk growing even as his eyes narrow slightly. "You'll show, right?"\n\n"Y-yeah, sure Josh, definitely I'll be there," you stammer quickly, trying to hide it as you swallow hard.\n\n"Cool cool, see you there my man!" He ruffles your hair as if you were his kid brother, hiding the almost imperceptible shove he gives your head when he moves off down the hall.\n\nGreat. Just perfect. The best. Well obviously you're going to have to-\n\n<hr>\n[[-meet up with him.|QOSchool6x2]]\n\n[[-eat lunch in hiding.|QOBully]]

Oh yeah, you've heard of this one. In fact you know that Maya plays it, and she's told you a fair bit about it. You considered trying it out yourself, but there was one major stumbling block to that. Well, there were a lot of stumbling blocks, but most of them were tied to the one major one:\n\nAlmost all of Rantoso Online's character classes are female-only.\n\nThe advertising of course promoted this as a 'girl power' thing, bragging about how it's the female characters that are the most powerful and influential in Rantoso Online and that it's the males who are the support classes, but of course everyone pretty well knows that it was so they could have an MMO populated almost entirely by cute female characters. And frankly you're not that much less awkward online than you are in person, when dealing with new people or strangers, so the thought of being constantly surrounded by cute girls (even if you were sure most of them are being played by guys) was slightly intriguing and immensely terrifying. So you always made excuses when Maya urged you to give it a try. She did mention that they'd launched a VR version a while back that was compatible with most devices, you guess this'd be it for the really high-end immersive one you're using.\n\n... Well, maybe that way it wouldn't be so bad, right? Sure you'd be seeing the cute girls actually face-to-face instead of just as little models on the screen, but at the same time, you'd look different too, right? It wouldn't really <i>be</i> you, just a character! Maybe... you could be a little more relaxed that way?\n\nAnyway, you've come this far, you may as well try it out. You're pretty sure you remember Maya's username, she's eagerly told you and urged you to memorize it every time you've shown some vague interest. (Boy she must really like this game, huh?) In any event, you select the option for Rantoso Online. The surroundings around you fade into a sort of idyllic 'miniature island in the clouds' surrounding, the floor beneath you covered in white tiles, a little bubbling fountain and pool nearby, some classy-looking furniture scattered around that's of a vague style that just looks 'ancient', that sort of thing. You're still standing there in the VR suit, which does make you feel slightly out of place and silly, but you're guessing that will change once you actually make a character.\n\nSpeaking of which. A slightly transparent window pops up in front of you, displaying both some text and a list of options.\n\n<center><i><b>Welcome to Rantoso Online!</b>\nIn a few moments, you'll begin your journey on the continent of Rantoso. But first, you need to pick your character class!\nPlease note: This edition of Rantoso Online comes with pre-generated appearances for its character classes. These appearances are special and limited only to Ultimate Premier Edition accounts!\nIf you want to change your appearance after choosing a class, you will have to visit a Beauty Sculptor in-game.</i></center>\n\nOh, huh. So you don't actually get to pick your character's appearance? That's sort of a shame. But apparently the appearance you do get is special and only people with this specific edition of the game get them? You're betting that's not a lot, considering what a Richie Rich level of system this is that you have. Anyway, there's a list of the classes...\n\n<i>[[Warrior Princess|QORO]] - This Princess fights on the front line, using the might of her body and weapons to challenge the forces of Darkness! <b>Note:</b> This edition offers the Warrior Princess a choice of leveling magic weapons to start out!\n\n[[Magic Princess|QORO]] - This Princess uses the arcane arts to fight from the mid or back lines, with a versatile build depending on the spells she learns! <b>Note:</b> This edition offers the Magic Princess a choice of leveling starter spells!\n\n[[Rally Princess|QORO]] - This Princess uses a combination of magical support techniques and physical combat on the front or mid lines to both fight directly and strengthen her comrades! <b>Note:</b> This edition offers the Rally Princess a special bolstering armor!\n\n[[Healing Princess|QORO3x1]] - This Princess uses magic and potions to heal the wounded and grant beneficial effects from the back line and out of combat! <b>Note:</b> This edition allows the Healing Princess to produce a steady supply of leveled healing potions!\n\n[[Dancing Princess|QORO]] - Like the Rally Princess, the Dancing Princess offers support and beneficial effects to the party, trading direct combat capability for enhanced effects! <b>Note:</b> This edition allows you to play a male Dancing Princess as well as female!\n\n[[Hero|QORO]] - Rantoso Online's primary male class, Heroes are general all-rounder classes who can do a little of everything, but shine the most when offering support to Princesses! <b>Note:</b> The Hero class of this edition is identical to the basic edition.\n\n[[Prince|QORO1x1]] - A class exclusive to this limited edition of Rantoso Online! Like the Hero, this class is primarily designed to support Princesses, but it has only slightly less combat capability than the Warrior Princess, slightly less magical capability than the Magic Princess, and also has access to support abilities usually exclusive to the Rally Princess, Healing Princess, and Dancing Princess! Additionally, the Prince starts play with a home suitable for use as a guild house, leveling armor and weapon, and a choice of either a combat pet or a healing companion!</i>\n\nUh... wow, okay. So yeah it sounds like all the main classes really are girls... except that this version lets you play a boy Dancer. It's kind of weird that the special edition doesn't have any bonuses or anything for the Hero, but you guess it's supposed to make up for it by giving you access to being a Prince. And oof that one <i>is</i> overpowered, enough so that you're worried about actually playing it and everyone shunning you as being some sort of P2W whale. That's almost enough to make you pick Hero just to avoid having to constantly go 'No it was a gift honest'. ... On the other hand, with that level of ability and buffs, your desirability as a party member would probably go way way up, especially since you'd basically be bringing an extra member to the party with your pet or companion. \n\nOr you could just go with one of the main classes. It would mean crossplaying, which might be kind of weird considering how darned <i>realistic</i> this all feels, but it is just a game, right? And in this particular game most everyone probably is. (Maya said there were more girls playing it than you might expect, but you're not sure if you believe her. I mean, besides her and a couple of her nerdgoth friends, do girls really play MMOs? You have been socialized to believe that no they do not, Maya only does it because she is particularly weird and cool.) Hm... what to choose...

Yeah, no way are you going to be able to resolve this situation on your own. If you could you wouldn't be in this situation in the first place. You've gotta look for someone else's help with this. But who?\n\n<hr>\n[[A friend.|QOBully1x1]]\n\n[[An adult.|QOBully]]\n\n[[... A bigger, worse bully.|QOSchool6x4]]

Sigh. It'll just wind up being even more trouble if you don't go. Maybe if you just let Joshua pull his stupid buddy-buddy act and push you around for awhile he'll get bored of it and lose interest. High school's a lot busier and with a lot more going on outside of it for everyone (well, mostly everyone, not you really) and he probably just won't have the time or focus to mess with you like he did when you were sixth graders.\n\n... Right?\n\nThat small hope weighed down by your heavy heart is really all you've got as you head to lunch that day, passing through the line and torn between trying not to pay too much attention to the unappetizing mess on your tray and trying not to pay too much attention to the fact that you're going to deliberately approach your bully. You spot him fairly quickly sitting at a table with a few other similar-looking guys... not quite full jock stereotypes, but most of them closer to the fit-and-cool range than you. As you approach they all give you mildly annoyed looks as if to say 'What the hell is that?'... and it's not directed at your food. (Looks like they all went to the pizza restaurant stall.) Joshua though grins widely. "Oh hey, Jamie! Guys, this is my <i>good buddy</i> from elementary, Jamie," he says with a light sneer as you sheepishly sit down near him. Realization quickly dawns on the faces of the others, most of them starting to smirk at you as well.\n\n"... hi," you mutter, looking down at your tray.\n\n"Oh hey, Jamie, can't have pizza without a Pepsi, go get me one, huh?"\n\n"Huh?" You glance at him, then down at your own tray. Probably the only thing that could make the school lunch less appetizing is if it were cold, which it will be in minutes since for some reason they've still got the AC cranked. But you're pretty sure Joshua doesn't care, so with a soft sigh you stand up. "Okay." You linger near his side, shuffling a little in nervousness and trying not to look directly at him.\n\n"... Well? Go on, what the hell you waiting for?"\n\n"..." 'The dollar,' you were almost going to say, before realizing your own stupidity. Of course Joshua wants you to pay for it yourself. With another muffled sigh, you turn to go.\n\n"Oh hey man, while yer up, a Mountain Dew!" one of Joshua's actual friends calls.\n\n"Yeah man, me too!"\n\n"Code Red!"\n\n"I'm good," adds the last one.\n\n'Of course,' you think, closing your eyes and letting your head hang briefly, before making your way over to the little hallway alcove where they've stuck the vending machines and lining up for the drink machine. You can feel the abject hate being leveled at your back by everyone else in line as you buy four sodas... not only are you holding up everyone else, it's well known that the machines always run out before the end of the lunch period, and that's if the school even bothers to restock them after the first period. Which, no doubt, is one of the reasons Joshua likely didn't buy his own, you think rather miserably as you return to the table and set the drinks down.\n\n"Cool, cool. Oh hey come to think of it, I'm in a dessert mood, go buy me a cinnamon roll. One of the cherry ones, okay?"\n\n"... Yeah," you huff, immediately standing up again. \n\nUnfortunately, as you soon discover, it doesn't look like Joshua's going to be losing interest in you any time soon. The next several weeks see you basically become an errand boy/wallet for Joshua and his friends, whose names you gradually learn. There's the guy the others just call 'Big', even though he's not any taller or beefier than the others, the sort of guy who'd probably be really good-looking in the way any girl would like if he wasn't constantly smirking and slouching. Big's best friend Reg, who actually is pretty tall but also pretty heavy... as in, fat. Not super fat, but, well, he clearly figured out at some point that he needed to become part of the 'in' group of bullies to avoid being bullied, and has taken to it with relish. There's a pretty edgelordy dude that you figure probably learned the same lesson... 'Kill' is what he gets called, but you're pretty sure it's actually Phil. But yeah, the spiked dyed hair, constant skull-themed shirts, and leather jacket would probably class him as some trying-too-hard nerd if he didn't have some muscle tone and bully buddies to back him up, so instead he gets classed as a tough guy. The last one is Tate, who's also probably the scariest as far as muscles go... his shaved head and faint imprints of a goatee already, paired with just enough muscle that he can pull off wearing skintight t-shirts and have it look good, make him the obvious intimidating factor of Joshua's little group, though weirdly enough he also seems to be the one that's closest to... sort of nice? It's not like he actually stops them or discourages his friends from pushing you around and taking advantage of you, but he doesn't really do it himself so you'll take what you can get.\n\nYou eventually resort to just packing yourself a sandwich every day since most days the group takes it as their lunchtime entertainment to keep you getting up and running around doing their errands the entire period, running you around the school and necessitating that you wolf your sandwich down on your walk from class to the lunchroom. As September presses on, they even start pressuring you into going out and around the town with them (Joshua has a car, of course, which is probably why he's in charge of their little group) and making you do errands there too. Luckily them making you buy them stuff never really exceeds the usual of sodas and snacks so you're still able to use your allowance, even though they routinely bleed that dry. Since you're too embarrassed to tell your parents (knowing they wouldn't or couldn't do anything anyway), you just sort of force a smile as they compliment you for making friends and getting out of the house more. But as October begins and nothing has changed, it starts to become obvious that this isn't any temporary thing... Joshua has clearly gotten comfortable with the arrangement and just mentally includes you in his little group now, just as the group's... ... gofer. We'll go with that word.\n\nSo... you've either gotta do something, or you've got to change your outlook, because this situation obviously isn't temporary.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stand up for yourself.|QOBully2x1]]\n\n[[Get some help.|QOSchool6x3]]\n\n[[Resign yourself.|QOBully3x1]]\n\n[[Lean into it.|QOBully]]

'Framework'? What, like a program within a program? Though you guess you've seen mods like that, that are necessary foundations for a bunch of other mods, guess people do that even with weird sci-fi programs. Curious, you click on that.\n\nThe dungeon room smoothly washes away, replaced by a large, clean-looking white room that's textured and shaded just normally enough to prevent that "standing in infinity" look. As Maya's glancing around, a calm, slightly cultured male voice that puts you in mind of all those 'science talk' clips you've heard but a bit younger, speaks up.\n\n"<i>Welcome to the Alteration Framework. Rather than a story or game, this program uses the Scenario Builder to provide a more organic experience for alterations to the subject's body, mind, or both. Some alteration courses are gradual and stage-by-stage, others are rather simple and straightforward. We notice you've imported your subject nude. The Alteration Framework crew believes beginning the subject clothed provides a more enjoyable experience, so the subject will now be clothed in a randomly-selected outfit from the files. This setting can be altered in the scenario options from the main Scenario Builder window.</i>"\n\n"Random outfit? WhaEEP!" Maya gives a hop as she's just abruptly wearing a Japanese schoolgirl uniform, probably the most stereotypical kind possible with a short-sleeved white top and blue drape over the shoulders, blue pleated skirt, white thigh-highs and black saddle shoes. She blinks a few times, then turns back and forth a few times, looking at herself, every bit the large-boobed anime schoolgirl at the moment. "... Yeah okay I'm good with this."\n\nBefore you can comment, the screen dims and she freezes in place. A list of very simply-styled, clearly legible text boxes pop up, apparently as your prompt to choose where to start changing Maya into... something else?\n\n<hr>\n[[BLUEBERRY.|QODigi]]\n\n[[ANIMAL.|QODigi]]\n\n[[QUEEN'S STALLION.|QODigi]]\n\n[[SEX TOY.|QODigi]]

"Um!" You reach a hand into your messenger bag and rummage around, finally finding the plastic casing you're looking out for. Holding out the slightly sparkly red device, you blurt, "Here!"\n\n"Hm? What's this?" Selassa blinks and accepts the Gameboy, straightening up and curiously prying the top part open.\n\n"It's... well, you play games on it. To make it work, you-"\n\n"Oh please, it's obvious it requires power to work. Doesn't everything?" she scolds, pressing the power button, then startling just a bit as the screen starts up and tones. She looks the device over for a few moments, but rapidly seems to become absorbed, tapping away at the buttons as directed. You scoot over to the side, then carefully stand and move over beside Kevin to lean in towards him.\n\n"Think she'll let us go?" you whisper worriedly.\n\n"Maybe. She does seem to really like that thing, man. If we get out of here, I'mma buy you the newest one," Kevin mutters back. "And maybe a new cellphone to play Go on while I'm at it."\n\n"Wahahahaha! How delightful!" Selassa squeals after playing for about twenty minutes, her tail swishing excitedly behind her. "I love the whole concept! This pleases me greatly." She pauses, then hms and taps her lip with one corner of the Gameboy. "I love it far too much to just let it go at this, actually. I think you two will need to provide me a bit more entertainment."\n\nBefore you can ask what she means, there's a loud buzzing beside you. You sit bolt upright... because you realize that you're suddenly laying down, in an unfamiliar bed, wearing unfamiliar pajamas. You look around the strange bedroom, noticing that it's <i>very</i> Pokemon-themed... even the alarm clock currently jittering around the nightstand looks like a Pokeball.\n\n"Honey, are you up yet?" chirps a cheerful voice as the bedroom door opens. "It's time to start your Pokemon journey!"\n\nYou stare as Selassa enters the room. She looks fully human now, her eyes even toned down to more humanlike colors and without the glow, though she's still got the whiskerlike stripes on her cheeks. She's also wearing a yellow and green ensemble that sort of screams "housewife", and a bright, trying-to-be-motherly smile (it still looks pretty impish, though).\n\n"W-wha? Where am I?" you squeak, hauling the blanket up to your chin.\n\n"You're at home, of course! But you need to go now," Selassa answers. "Don't argue with your mother, dear!"\n\n"... you're not my Mom..."\n\nSelassa pauses, then rolls her eyes and huffs. "Boy, time was that when you sent a mortal on a magical journey they'd at least go with the flow." She rests her hands on her hips and leans forward. "Listen, I want to see this Pokemon stuff with my own eyes. Well, I may have put my own spin on this world here and there. So you're going on a Pokemon journey, and I'm going to see what happens, and that's that."\n\nYou swallow, wondering if you're crazy or she is. "Where's Kevin?"\n\n"Out there somewhere," she says vaguely, gesturing in the general direction of the window. "I'll send you home when you collect enough badges to satisfy me that you've fully experienced this world. So if you ever want to find your friend and get back to your boring little 'mon-less existence, you'd better get your butt out of bed and go see Professor Oak."\n\n"Professor Oak?" You blink. "He's like... the first game? That's not the one I gave you."\n\n"Listen, buddy." She leans forward and pokes you on the nose with her index finger. "I just created an entire Pokemon-themed demiplane roughly as large as your entire planet, on a whim. Don't try and tell me I'm limited to the information you gave me."\n\nYou cross your eyes a little to look at her finger. "Um. Okay. Fair point, I guess."\n\n"Now." She straightens up, grinning smugly down at you. "Are you going to get up and go on your Pokemon journey, or not?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Go.|QOPoke1x1]]\n\n[[Not.|QOPoke3x1]]\n\n\n\n\n(If you want to access the old, now defunct path, it's [[here|oldQOPoke1x1]].)

Eh, you already got the best reward from Capture. ... Besides, it's kind of mean to you if you actually win.\n\nYou decide to step away from the cabinet and do something else, or at least come back to it in a few minutes after it's maybe cycled to another game.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $comefromdaybasement is true>>[[Back to the basement.|BasementFurnishedDay]]<<else>>[[Back to the basement.|BasementFurnishedEve]]<<endif>>

Well. May as well start with some fashion. You reach up and undo the collar that's part of your current ensemble, dropping it before reaching up and finding the catch of the one on the statue... well, you guess it's really more of a mantle, or something, a purple thing with a green stone in the middle. You settle it around your shoulders and tug it in close around your neck, fastening the hidden catch around the gem.\n\nYou gasp as an intense sensation immediately runs all throughout your body, a strange ice-fire feeling that simultaneously lights up your nerves and soothes them as it passes all over you and sinks in deeper to your flesh. You raise trembling hands as you see your skin start to turn blue, feel your muscles twitching and shuddering. You're starting to change form, but you're not sure into what... it almost feels like that building sensation is waiting for something. Maybe it wants <i>you</i> to pick how you look! You feel it pressing in on your mind, threatening to overwhelm you, wash everything away if you don't give it some direction.\n\nQuick! You want to be-\n\n<hr>\n[[-sleek and cute.|QOInc5x1]]\n\n[[-handsome and sophisticated.|QOInc]]\n\n[[-beautiful and curvy.|QOInc]]\n\n[[-inconspicuous and nonthreatening.|QOInc2x12]]\n\n[[-big and powerful.|QOInc]]

"Yeah, guess so," you allow.\n\n"One male enhancement program, coming up!" Ryoka chirps, her phrasing making you eye her as she dramatically brings her finger down on what you're guessing is the enter key.\n\nYou feel a sort of warm, ticklish sensation run across your skin and then start to sink in deeper until it runs through your whole body. You can look down at yourself well enough that you can actually see the results as well as feel the pressure and tension in your muscles as they start to grow, slowly but visibly becoming more toned, your stomach starting to take on definition. Your eyes widen as you realize, though, that her phrasing might not have been as incidental as it seemed, as your balls slowly swell larger as well, your cock starting to slowly, but inexorably, grow thicker and longer along your belly.\n\nYou suddenly realize that Ryoka has gotten up and moved to the side of the chair, and only have time to process her rather wicked grin before she reaches out and wraps a hand around your shaft. You gasp loudly as she begins stroking it slowly, her own movements apparently uninhibited by the field while you're left gently but completely restrained across your entire body, as if you'd been bundled up for her to play with. From the look in her glittering eyes, that might be the entire point, her hand soft and warm but utterly confident as she gives slow, squeezing, almost milking pulls along your cock and soft, gentler strokes downward, as if urging it to grow further.\n\n"Gotta make sure the enhancements are progressing properly," she coos at you as you squirm, your body taking on a lean, smooth look that leaves you looking ever more powerful but agile, no extra bulk to hinder you from... vigorous cardiovascular activities, you're betting.\n\nYou can only let out more moans as Ryoka's stroking quickly brings you close... but either as some side effect of the field still being in the process of enhancing your balls and prick, or through Ryoka deliberately edging you with her stroke, you can't cum. Instead the lingering pleasure of being right on the tip of the cliff suffuses that warm tickle running all through you, until the two sensations are almost the same and it's like your entire body wants to cum.\n\nIt feels like hours but is really probably only a few minutes before Ryoka releases your prick. It feels like the tingly sensation is fading, and you start coming back a bit from the edge of orgasm as well, panting and realizing the physical changes must be done. "Now," Ryoka declares in a mock-businesslike tone as she clambers up and swings astride your lap, her skirt draping over your cock. You realize you can actually feel something warm and dripping wet on your balls well before she smirks and lifts up the front of her skirt to show she's completely bare under it, save for a pair of those glittering, colorful ridges that run up the sides of her crotch and along the upper curves of her hips, like some sort of biological artificial pantyline. She glances over at the screen, nodding. "Physical enhancements all good! Neural upload should begiiiiin," she says as she raises herself up and reaches down, using two fingers to spread herself open for the tip of your cock as she positions that with her other hand. \n\n"Noooow," she concludes as she starts sliding herself down, making you let out a long moan as you can feel yourself sliding inside a warm, wet hole for the first time even as knowledge starts rushing into your head. It's a very strange, very exciting blend of being metaphorically filled with abilities and skills you've never had before while much more literally filling a woman's pussy for the first time, the expansion of your mind at the same time as Ryoka's tightness is squeezing around you and molding itself to your newly enlarged prick. It really is like a file transfer, somehow, almost as if you're getting invisible subconscious popups alerting you to all the things you know now, overlaid with Ryoka starting to slowly ride you, her pussy stroking and pumping along your length as she works herself up and down.\n\nThe mingled sensations that are so markedly different and somehow perfectly complementary are so intense that at first you don't even notice when the knowledge uploads take on a decidedly lewd tint, starting to fill your head with erotic techniques from at least six different cultures. Ryoka must see the look on your face because she smirks, stopping in her riding briefly to finally shrug out of her coat and pull off her t-shirt, revealing perky breasts with pierced pink nipples, the underside curves of them framed by more of those ridges. "In a minute, the upload will finish and the field will turn off," she murmurs in a cutely shaky voice that she's obviously trying hard to keep confident, resuming her riding but with her boobs now jiggling freely, the glowing ends of the barbells changing colors with every bounce. "And you can confirm the upload worked, huh?"\n\nPanting, you stare up at her as she continues to bounce atop you, moaning and squealing and being as obvious as she can about using you as her sex toy. And the moment there's a chime from the computer and you feel the pressure of the field disappear, you sit up, grabbing the cheeky Shimrijin's hips in a way that makes her squeal. You press her down onto you, not only grinding her pussy onto your cock but rubbing your palms and thumbs along those ridges on her hips, making her writhe and buck on top of you, tight pussy fluttering and squeezing you as it's rubbed in circles around you. Squeezing her hips you start working her atop you again, this time controlling her in hard, quick bounces, making sure to rub her hip-ridges as you do. At the same time you duck your head in, for the moment ignoring those enticing nipples and instead dragging your tongue along one of the ridges beneath her breast, even giving it a little nip.\n\n"Oh FUCK oh fuck oh fuck I'm cummiiiiiing!" Ryoka squeals, arching her back and shuddering all over, her pussy gushing a bit all over your balls as her ridges all give little flickery pulsing flashes of actual glowing color, her eyes doing the same even as they roll up.\n\nYou fuck Ryoka on the chair several more times and in several more positions, including a piledriver and doggy style, the combination of your new knowledge and your new physique making the balance and strength required to manage those on an angled surface not at all meant for them essentially trivial. Ryoka certainly doesn't seem to mind you spanking her ass and pulling her hair in retaliation for using you like a toy earlier... in fact, you'd kind of sort of guess that was her intent all along, to judge by how enthusiastic she vocally is about the whole thing.\n\nAfter it's done you feel pretty embarrassed, but there's really nothing to do other than get dressed again, this time in your sleek black uniform... though you notice that for underwear, rather than anything particularly professional-seeming, there's a sleek purple thing that you can only think of as 'man panties'. Ryoka's giggling as you pull them on would definitely lend towards them being her little contribution to your new wardrobe, but you kind of have to admit they're comfortable, even if knowing they're under your sleek buttoned-down uniform is just a little embarrassing.\n\nShe's gotten dressed too, and grins as she hands over a tablet. "Here, this has all your orders, as well as official documents, though most of the regulations got uploaded to your head. But there's also a bunch of suggested academy reading and stuff... and I may have included a few games. And other amusements," she adds with a saucy wink.\n\n"Ah... thanks," you murmur, sheepishly accepting it. You're really not sure what to say after all that, so after a moment you just nod, to which she gives a cheerful wave, and leave the room.\n\nApparently the layout of the building and docks was part of what was uploaded, since you find your way to the gleaming steel-colored ship that's supposed to take you to your new assignment. You're welcomed aboard with a sort of perfunctory professionalism... turns out the Protectors™ (now you're doing it too, either saying it or thinking it) don't really do salutes normally, just firm nods... and head to your cabin. Your trip is pretty quiet... you're nervous for the first day or two, considering how your last trip through space went, but this ship's much bigger and more, well, reliable-seeming, so that fades soon enough. Besides, you have the reading and games to distract you... and a not particularly small library of lewd pictures and videos of Ryoka that she included. Dang, are all girls working in tech so naughty, or is it just her? ... Well, the base will have a tech department, you guess theoretically you'll find out.\n\nAnd you have to admit, as you watch the beautiful blue waters give way to golden sands and rich, lush greenery below the ship as it lowers towards the base, you seem to have picked a really great assignment. It does really look like a resort island... a lot of the buildings aren't <i>quite</i> as ritzy-seeming as genuine vacation hotels, but the surroundings certainly make them seem glamorous. The ship lands and you disembark, heading into the tall, fairly functional-looking building that's the main offices, albeit it has lots and lots of windows... you guess even if the Protectors™ are a private military, no one around here could stand to give up the view offered by a more standard office building design.\n\nYour new commanding officer, Admiral Yitez, is such a 'default seasoned officer' that you could almost swear the recruitment officer from back at the port had just relocated. Well, he's a little bit older and obviously has higher rank insignia on his collar. "Quite a story, Kinsington," he practically greets you with after you've sit down, apparently having read what happened to you from the other officer's report. "But I trust you're ready to dedicate yourself to the Protectors™?"\n\n"Yessir," you answer immediately. Since you've basically spent the last week of transit time resolving yourself to that, which was a lot easier once you saw the idyllic conditions of your first stationing.\n\n"Good, good." He picks up a tablet and glances it over. "Out of curiosity, what would you say is your primary goal during your time here?"\n\n<hr>\n[["My career, sir."|QOSC]]\n\n[["To learn a lot, sir."|QOSC]]\n\n[["To be of use, sir."|QOSC]]\n\n[["To get laid, sir."|QOSC]]

It looks like a really nice smartwatch, definitely a lot classier than a certain fruit-themed one, having a round face and metal band and in all looking like a normal watch other than the flat black screen for a face. Oh, what the heck, let's get it! You place your order, then blink as a screen comes up showing an 'Estimated delivery time' that's a countdown... from thirty minutes.\n\nAlmost the second it hits zero, the doorbell rings. Whoa, that's... wild! Hopping up you hurry downstairs, galumphing into the living room just as your mother's turning and inhaling to call to you, obviously startling her a bit. She clears her throat and holds out the package. "For you, as you apparently know," she says wryly.\n\n"Thanks Mom!" you call, snagging the package and heading back upstairs. You hurriedly open it, actually getting excited that it was apparently for real, and once the watch is out of the box and on your wrist you power it up. The face lights up, almost immediately prompting you to go through with pairing your phone. It informs you it's uploading its app to your phone, which opens up with a welcome screen when it's done.\n\n'Hello and welcome to the TimePeace X3 companion app. While all of the TimePeace X3's options may be accessed from the watch, the app also presents them in a way some users find more accessible. This app can also be used to customize your quick buttons, fine tune certain functions, and choose watch faces and applications.\n\nThe TimePeace X3 utilizes controlling sync of every atomic clock in the world to insure that you are in complete and total command of your schedule. While this app contains a full help file and tutorial, it's suggested that to begin you simply attempt the 'Pause' function."\n\n'Pause'? You blink and look at the watch, and sure enough below the simple but elegant font (similar to the Nile website's) reading out the digital time, there's a reverse button, a fast forward button, and in between the usual vertical lines. Shrugging, you tap them, and it quickly turns into the 'Play' triangle... though you also notice that the time readout has slid up, the seconds no longer going up, but a stopwatch like second display below it is now counting upward.\n\nIt takes you a second to realize it's gotten really quiet. Like, very quiet. You blink a few times and glance at your computer, which is no longer making its usual soft hum that you barely notice as it is... power light and internal lights are still on, though it takes a second to realize that there's no faint flicker... the forward fans have stopped! You scramble over to shut it down before it overheats, but moving the mouse does nothing, it's frozen completely. Similarly holding the power button down does nothing, so you unplug it and...\n\n... it's still powered?\n\nYou hesitate for a moment, then lift the power cord into the air and let it go... and it just hangs there immobile. 'Frozen in time,' you think in shock, before getting up and scrambling downstairs.\n\nA look at your mother would seem to confirm it... she's stopped in mid-stir, even the bubbles in the pot she's stirring motionless... heck, even the steam rising from the pot is caught completely frozen in midair. In a bit of a daze you walk over and brush your fingers through said steam, watching it stretch and shift from your fingers moving through it, but the scattered puffs and tatters stay still in midair. Your new smartwatch... stopped time.\n\nYou want to say 'No waaaay', but... well, the other option is that this is an extremely vivid dream, but you can't remember ever having a dream this lucid. You look at the watch again and see that the time is exactly how you left it, though the 'stopwatch' now has a few minutes on it. Still rather stunned, you hit the 'Play' button, the countup instantly disappearing and the seconds on the regular time ticking upward. Sound returns to the world, including the bubbling from the pot, and the scattered steam wafts upward again unnoticed.\n\n"Hm hm hm, OH!" your mother half-yelps, jumping a bit and then clutching a hand to her chest. "Oh my, Jamie, you snuck up on me!"\n\n"Er, sorry." You stare at her, grinning sheepishly as she calms down and returns to her cooking, before moving over to sit down at the table. You wait another minute before hitting the Pause button again. \n\nOnce more silence descends on the world, the steam freezing in midair and your mother going motionless in mid-stir. Curious, and still slightly unable to shake the feeling that this is all a conspiracy to put you on, you stand up and walk over to her and poke her in the side. But no, no reaction. Even poking her cheek doesn't provoke so much as a reflexive twitch. She's still warm and normal and obviously alive, but several more pokes produce no reaction at all. Pondering, you head back over to where you were sitting and settle back in before hitting play.\n\n"!!" Your mother jumps a bit and squirms, one eye winking closed briefly, her head whipping towards you with a frown... replaced by a confused expression that you're all the way across the kitchen and obviously still fully seated. She glances around herself briefly, then just says, "Well, dinner will be soon," in a vaguely discomfited tone.\n\n'So. Everything freezes completely when I put it on pause, but "catches up" once I hit play again,' you muse during dinner, your mind definitely on other things than chili. 'Even stuff I move around and then let go winds up frozen in time when I'm not messing with it. Can it really do that just by messing with the atomic clocks somehow? ... Well I mean I've seen it work so I guess it can.'\n\nAfter dinner you head up to your room, making a bit of a face at your unplugged, powered-down computer. Hoping you didn't somehow damage it by unplugging it while time stopped, you plug it back in and boot it up when you hear your mother call to your father "I'm going to go ahead and take my shower, dear!" and then the sounds of her coming up the stairs.\n\nThat gives you pause. ... Shower? Your gaze wanders down towards the watch. \n\n<hr>\n[[... Sure let's go for it.|QOTP]]\n\n[[No, no.|QOTP1x1]]

... Maybe it's best to just resign yourself to it. Your life spun waaaay out of control from the moment you decided to apply to that stupid cultural exchange program... maybe this is an opportunity to get a little bit back, even if it means essentially giving up hope of returning home. After a few minutes of wrestling with it, you sigh and say, "Um, could I maybe hear some of the benefits of the ten year contract, please?"\n\nThe recruitment officer grins in a way that says he knows he's got you, but apparently just to make sure the hook is set he does exactly that. "There's a substantial signing bonus, half of which will be made available to you immediately, the other half of which will pay out to you in increments with every paycheck for the rest of your contract. You'll start at one pay grade up, and have immediate access to privileges that are usually only available upon promotion to Lieutenant. You'll have your pick of several assignments that are the sort of thing Ensigns usually fight over or dream about, and a note in your file heavily weighing in your favor at performance review times, which will look very favorably on you when you're considered for promotions or shipboard postings. You'll also receive full medical, dental, and optical coverage at no charge for the first five years."\n\n... Buh? They start charging you after that? ... Oh right, you suddenly remember at some point they explained that this is basically more of a very overgrown security company, not the actual military. Still. You guess that's pretty much nothing to sneeze at. Since you'd already largely inured yourself to it, you nod, and the officer gleefully fills out the sheet before clipping it to a board and passing you to finish filling out the rest.\n\n"And that's it! Welcome to the Protectors™, Ensign Kinsington!" he says rather gleefully as he stands up and leans across the desk to shake your hand, with you leaning forward to do so. "We'll get you into the training room here in a moment for your first health checkup and to upload all the basic essential skills you'll need, along with the extras you get for your ten-year signup."\n\n"Er, so you mean, I just get all I need to know loaded into my head? ... Plus extra?" you say a bit numbly.\n\n"Indeed, it's one of the reasons we're so eager for youthful individuals like you, your minds take the uploads much, much easier, and form a far better foundation to build genuine skills and intuition on! But before that, let's talk about your posting," he says, turning to his computer holoscreen and starting to type. "Now as said, I've got some very desirable positions that need additional Ensigns. We've got an [[exploration vessel|QOSC]] due to ship out in a few days... now it will be headed out to unclaimed and unexplored space for up to six years, but it's outfitted with comforts to rival any modern luxury cruise ship. We've also got a brand new [[assault frigate|QOSC]], first of its class, getting ready to do its shakedown cruise, and it just so happens there's an opening. Now it's not as luxurious, and I admit the chances of you seeing combat are much more likely," he notes, apparently having noticed your rather worried expression. "But that also means your chances for distinguishing yourself and being rapidly promoted are much higher. This is the sort of assignment that could genuinely see you being offered your own captaincy before your original contract runs out!"\n\n"Mm. Is there anything, like... planetside?" you ask, still not exactly 100% sold on the whole 'spaceship' thing, especially after being in that Warp Storm.\n\n"Certainly! In fact there's a posting on Sepanis IV that normally you'd have Ensigns punching each other in the nose for the chance to bribe their superiors to even have a chance at," the officer says with a chuckle. "It's a [[base in a nice coastal town|QOSC2x2]], lots of on-base amenities and plenty of civilian ones available when you have leave. It's practically like being stationed at a beach resort! Well... the downside being that it won't advance your career very much," he notes, as if remembering that he's supposed to be urging you to think about that. "You might make Lieutenant, but I wouldn't expect much more than that without transferring."

"N-no." You swallow hard. Some part of you is noting that you really should be having a problem with this, but the throb of your dick in her hand as you dribble a bit more pre over the side of her palm makes you forget what that might be. "All... all of that sounds good as is."\n\n"Wonderful!" Your mother beams, then gives a soft 'ah'. "Oh, just one thing, dear." She releases your cock, making you whimper just a little as she brings her hand up and licks it clean. "I want to make sure you have plenty of hot young cum built up for me. I've soooo been looking forward to it, and even though it's your birthday, well, it's a bit of a gift to me too!" She giggles some, laying her freshly-licked finger alongside her smiling mouth. "So absolutely no cumming until tomorrow night, alright?"\n\n"Um." You blink, brain struggling to adapt to this latest shift. "... none?"\n\n"Absolutely none. So, no masturbating! Well, at least not to completion. I suppose you can edge yourself if you want, help build up that load." She winks at you before she adopts a stern expression, shaking her finger. "But absolutely no climaxing! I'm very serious about this, Jamie, as your mother I'm ordering you not to cum until tomorrow night!"\n\nShe stands there for a moment looking at you solemnly, then beams again and turns to walk into the kitchen. "Now, I need to get your cake done. Pizza for dinner tonight! We'll order it around five if that's alright!"\n\n"Y... yeah," you reply weakly, standing there in the living room with your jutting, still slightly dripping cock out. After a few moments you get yourself together enough to (carefully) tuck it away and head upstairs.\n\nThe rest of the afternoon passes in a bit of a daze, but with that constant steady, building anticipation feeling. Holy crap, you're going to get to have sex tomorrow night! ... With your mother, but hell, at this point you're totally on board with all the things Kevin ever said about how hot she is. That night at dinner she chats completely normally, and you could almost imagine that all the talk this morning was a bit of a fever dream... right until she reaches over and starts rubbing your crotch through your jeans, your dick quickly surging back to full hardness as she whispers in your ear, "I got some very good condoms for when you want to fuck my pussy... but of course, if you're going to be spilling it anywhere else, raw is fine." She pecks your ear and then heads upstairs, leaving you quivering in your seat.\n\nGetting to sleep that night is... not exactly easy. The combination of the earlier urgings, the anticipation, and the fact that this is after all the usual time you'd be jerking off has your cock almost painfully hard. You really can't help but reach down and slide a hand under your loose pajama pants and give yourself a few strokes just to ease the hardness a little, biting your lower lip as you squirm. It's going to take forever to get to sleep like this!\n\n<hr>\n[[Maybe... just once.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You have to resist!|QOFam]]

You decide to play on the arcade cabinet for awhile. Because what's a little recursion, right? <<set $random to either(1, 2, 3)>>\n\n<<if $random is 1>>The game that comes up when you tap the 'Start' button is called <i>Natural Selection</i>. It seems to be one of those games where you play as a random starting animal and then eat other things to grow and evolve, seeing how long you can survive and how big you can get.\n\n<<set $random2 to either(1, 2, 3)>><<if $random2 is 1>>You... don't do so great on this playthrough. You wind up in an area where there's not a lot of things smaller than you, and a lot of things that are bigger and more aggressive. You die, uh... well, not instantly, but there's a lot of desperate flailing, running away, and a rather ignominious end. The cabinet plays a <i>wah-wah-wah-waaaaaah</i> noise, and there's a soft clatter as something drops into the prize chute on the side. It's... a condom. ... Well that's a kind of mean studied insult, game.<<set $condom += 1>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>>You do pretty decently in this game. You get a nice starting size for your little cellular creature, and find a number of smaller microscopic organisms to feed on, steadily growing and getting more complex through the "generations". Eventually you make it onto land, and manage to proceed up to turning into a sort of scurrying little squirrel-like lizard before you wind up getting chomped by a large stripey velociraptor that smirks and winks at the screen afterwards in a particularly smug way.\n\nThere's a little bit of a rattle from the prize chute, and when you look it's dropped an individually-wrapped oysterberry in. Huh, guess that means you've done well enough that it's encouraging you to try again.<<set $oberry += 1>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 3>>Right from the start, you find that you're in the zone. You seem to have hit that exact right fix of hyperfixation on this game where you are just dodging every predator and pouncing on every prey. You rapidly ascend from a single-celled organism to multicellular, from fish to land-scurrier, to scurrying thing to apex predator, and finally you end the game by taking down a much larger, fiercer predator with the pack of similar beings you've assembled. The final screen shows a bipedal, clothed version of your creature standing in front of a mansion, winking and giving you a fingergun, with eighties-styled text reading '<i>MAX</i>imum Selection, dude!' snapping in from the side.\n\nThere's a loud thud from the prize chute, and you check it to find that it's dropped... a can of soda. It's even chilled, you realize as you pick it up. The can is bright green, and the only text on it is bright purple and reads 'SMASH!!'. Huh. You tuck it into your inventory, hoping it won't get warm in there.<<set $smashsoda += 1>><<endif>><<if $random is 2>>The game that comes up when you tap the 'Start' button is called <i>Rock Out With Your Cock Out</i>. Apparently you play as a (slightly pixelated) anthro rooster in a leather jacket and sunglasses... and nothing but, his large cock and balls completely on display. The goal seems to be to go around the farm having sex with the various furry female farm animals (without getting caught by the farm dog).\n\n<<set $random2 to either(1, 2, 3)>><<if $random2 is 1>>You, uh, you don't do so well this playthrough. You start out pretty far on the edge of the farm, and wind up waffling between trying to make your way to the pasture, the barn, or the henhouse. Just as you've made a decision, the anthro farm dog rushes up and pounces on you. You watch as he hauls your character's legs up and pins him, and then thrusts his red rocket of a prick up into the rooster's ass. The rooster makes some cartoonishly wide-eyed expressions as the sprites work through their animation, that canine cock plunging up into that pixelated pucker over and over while the game's speakers emit 'Buckaw! Buckaw!' over and over, until the dog's knot swells and then gets stuffed inside the rooster's ass, the rooster's pixel-sized pupils rolling and his cock firing off streams of white pixels. The text 'Tied up in knots!' fills the screen along with a graphic of the rooster face-down-ass-up on the ground with a gaping, cum-smeared asshole, and the speakers emit a <i>wah-wah-wah-waaaaah</i> noise.\n\nThere's a clatter from the prize chute, and when you look you blush in embarrassment... it's a butt plug. Apparently the game thinks that you should have to inflict the same thing on yourself you did on your character. ... Well, you'll just put it in your inventory. Maybe Hopita will buy it or something.<<set $buttplug += 1>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>>This game you start out fairly near the hen house. Hey, easy score! You quickly make your way there, finding that there's a double row of anthro chicken girls of various descriptions, and all it takes is going right up to them to have them turn around and presenting their pixel-y feathery asses to you. You go right down the rows, taptaptapping the button rapidly to thrust, and admittedly admiring the animation work of how the more slender chicken-girls barely jiggle when fucked, but the more voluptuous ones have some real jiggle to their butts ass they're fucked. The final screen shows your rooster propped up against the wall of the henhouse, feather-hands folded on his belly and his cock limp and obviously smeared with juices, a cigarette dangling from his smirking mouth as the guard dog looks in from outside with arms folded and a scowl on his face, the text 'How you gonna complain?' scrolling up onto the screen.\n\nThere's a clatter from the prize chute, and you check to find that it's dropped an individually-wrapped oysterberry. Oh, nice.<<set $oberry += 1>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 3>>You really hit the ground running this game. Despite the lewdness of the game normally being the sort of thing that might embarrass you, somehow that gaming drive just hits you exactly right and you're off to the races right from the start. You head to the cow pasture and fuck every single cow girl in record time, leaving them happy, mooing messes laying in the pasture for the dog to find. You hit the barn and bang every last horse girl, riding them hard and putting them away wet, leaving nothing but gaping horsepussies dripping rooster cum for your pursuer to see as evidence of your passing. You hit the henhouse and head down the rows like a production line, producing a lot of satisfied hengirls and probably a few fertilized eggs for the dog to fret about.\n\nThe win screen this time is a lovingly-rendered bit of pixel art of the rooster fucking an anthro dog girl (appropriately enough) doggy style, her tongue lolled out and eyes rolled up in a way that indicates utmost ecstasy. She must be the guard dog's wife, to judge by how he's standing nearby, hands clutching the sides of his head and a cartoonish 'oh noooooooooo!' look on his face, while the rooster Dreamworks-smirks and flips him off. The text that slams onto the screen reads 'RAW DOGGED!', both the size and motion indicating you have achieved utmost mastery. There's a little clatter from the prize chute, and when you check you blush a little at the wrapper inside with a ring... at first you think it's a condom, but the see-through front actually shows that it's just a ring of bright gold, and features the game rooster on the front, flexing his arms and winking. You tuck it into your inventory, trying to control your blush. <<set $cockring += 1>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 3>>The game that comes up when you tap the 'Start' button is called <i>Capture</i>. Apparently you play as either a retiring bounty hunter trying to build a harem by capturing girls from around the multiverse, or as one of said girls trying to elude the bounty hunter. You feel like you've maybe heard of this, that it's supposed to be ridiculously immersive or something? <<if $capturegununlocked is true>>You've gotten the grand prize from playing this, you could always [[bow out|FGWNoPlayCapture]] if you want.<<endif>>\n\nPlay <i>[[Capture|FGWPlayCapture]]</i>!<<else>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $comefromdaybasement is true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<if $energy is 0>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>><<set $comefromdaybasement to false>><<else>>[[Go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].<<set $comefromdaybasement to false>><<endif>><<endif>>

For now why not try out some stuff on your own? Obviously you'll have to be creative for trying out certain things, and maybe keeping them quiet, but there's definitely a lot you can do on your own to try out your new abilities! \n\n... Y'know, after dinner, when your parents have gone to bed. At the very earliest.\n\n... Dang you've gotta clean up your torn clothes. You really liked that shirt too.\n\nLater that night, you peek out your door and back and forth down the hall. No lights on downstairs... no light from under their bedroom door... okay, looks like you're good. Quietly but firmly closing your own bedroom door, you strip out of your sleeping pants and shirt. Don't need any more rippage with what you're about to do!\n\n... Oh right, what are you about to do? You guess you'd been so wound up thinking of all the possibilities you hadn't actually settled and picked one. So what to actually do? You guess there's three obvious things to try... becoming an animal, altering your body, or becoming something inanimate.\n\nYou're not entirely sure how much fun you could have as an inanimate thing by yourself, but maybe if you really put your mind to it you could figure out a way. There's lots of possibilities for trying out being an animal for a while... and another lot of possibilities, most of them lewd, for changing your body and trying out different things. The spellbook didn't say anything about the spell wearing off, so you kind of assume that you have plenty of time to try different stuff. It's a question of what you're going to start with first, really!\n\n<hr>\n[[Animal.|QOBook25x2]]\n\n[[Body change.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Inanimate.|QOBook]]

Between the scariest person you know basically giving you an order and the horny part of your brain exerting considerable pressure, you give in, sliding out of the chair and standing up. Your face is still bright red considering that the bulge in the front of your jeans is already plenty obvious, but you nevertheless obey and undo the button and zipper, pushing them and your underwear down enough to let your hard shaft spring free. You squirm even more as the smirking blonde eyes your cock thoughtfully... and almost collapse as she actually reaches out to give it a few thoughtful strokes, your body shuddering and then going almost paralyzed as you fight with everything you have not to just cum instantly.\n\n"Hm, not bad, not bad. Seven inches, maybe? Definitely not bad for a kiddo like you," Tanya declares smugly, her strokes continuing to be almost maddeningly light, just enough to stimulate you while keeping you from actually going off. "Hm, yeah... I think I could actually have some fun with this thing. And maybe the rest of you," she adds, eyes twinkling wickedly as she looks you up and down. "So whattya say, scrub... wanna be my fucktoy for the summer?"\n\n"Uh... s-seriously?" you squeak out, shivering again, your cock giving a twitch in her fingers and dribbling out some sticky, clear pre that gets smeared into your skin by her stroking.\n\n"Mm-hmmm. Obviously, of course, you're going to do absolutely anything I ask of you," she continues, expression turning positively devious as she leans in, putting her tits almost in your face again. \n\n"A-anything?" you stammer, your head swimming.\n\n"Obviously... I'll own you. Like I said, you'll be my toy... I'll use this cock, and the rest of you, howeeeever I want all summer long, and you'll love it, won't you?" she coos, sliding her hand forward to cup your balls instead, making you moan softly. "Oh, tell you what, just to be <i>fair</i>, I'll let you ask me to do stuff after you've proved you can do a decent job. Just know that anything you ask me to do, I can have you do too."\n\nYou're having trouble actually figuring out how that would work, with your brain fogged over by the intensity of both pleasure and still some fear as the most fearsome girl in town continues to lightly roll your balls around in her palm, so all you can really do is nod. "Good!" Tanya chirps, slipping her hand out of your pants and snagging your wrist instead. "C'mon, scrub, let's fuck."\n\nYou snag your jeans with your free hand to keep them up as Tanya hauls you along after her, with you barely able to consider that you've entered a forbidden area (her room) before she's shoving you down on the bed and hauling your pants off. You lay there still a bit stunned, staring as she unbuttons her own cutoffs and shoves them down, baring her (equally tan and completely hairless) pussy before she hauls off her tanktop as well, full but proud breasts wobbling around as she does. You snap out of being transfixed long enough to pull off your own shirt... right before Tanya, without hesitation, smoothly moves up onto the bed and swings to straddle your head, settling her pussy directly and firmly down on your mouth.\n\n"Get licking, scrub," she says in a smug tone, grinding her plump pussylips down on your face a bit. "This isn't <i>that</i> impressive, you don't get to skimp out on learning tonguework." \n\nShivering, you obediently start to lick at her, tongue moving out, rolling over her pussylips as you try to recall anything from the porn last night. You're not exactly getting a lot of help there, but you start putting as much enthusiasm as you can into it... especially since Tanya doesn't exactly seem that inclined to give you any space to breathe otherwise. She coos above you, wiggling her hips and continuing to grind her pussy down against your lapping tongue... then smacking the back of one of your hands as you start to raise them to touch her. "Nah-ah-ah, you can touch when I say," she asserts, just before she reaches forward and takes hold of your cock where it's jutting above your belly, starting to give it those light, teasing strokes again. "The owner can touch the toy all she wants, the toy will touch when it's told," she adds, briefly pressing down firmly and smearing her pussy juices all over your chin and cheeks.\n\nYou're not sure what else you can do but obey, just trying to please by redoubling your efforts, trying to pay attention to what makes her squirm or even make little happy noises, or sometimes feeling her pussy quiver against your tongue. Besides, you do get to have your vision filled pretty much entirely by her absolutely amazing ass. It seems utterly surreal that you're laying on Tanya's bed, licking her pussy while she's stroking your cock, but it does seem to be happening. Tanya continues to make little teasing noises, occasionally slipping in something like "Not bad, kiddo, you might not be <i>completely</i> hopeless" as she strokes you and fondles your balls. You do your best to obey, not even stopping your licking when the stimulation proves too much and you climax, your cock twitching between her fingers as you fire long ropes of cum all over your own belly.\n\n"Hey, who told you that you could cum, scrub?" Tanya demands, though her tone seems more amused than actually rebuking. "Mmmm, but that tongue's still going, soooo..." She straightens up, sitting more firmly on your face, abandoning your cock for the moment as it continues to jut above your belly, occasionally dribbling more bits of cum down to join the rest. \n\nIt's a good long while before Tanya is apparently satisfied with your tonguework, your face completely drenched by her juices by the time she swings off your face. You pant, watching her gloriously naked body move as she calmly snags something from the large jar right next to her bed... geez, she keeps a <i>ton</i> of condoms right out in the open in her parents' house, you think distantly, barely able to process the level of confidence that must take, because your brain's outright rejecting the reality of what's happening as she tears open the package and then slides the neon green latex sheath down over your length, working it into place with obviously experienced rolls and strokes of her fingers.\n\n"Mmm, fine, since you were such a good little toy," she practically purrs as she leans forward and shifts into position, with you barely conscious as you process the feeling that you're actually entering <i>Tanya's</i> pussy, of all people, even with the layer of latex between the two of you the sensation of her heat and tightness almost overwhelming. "I'll let you touch my tits as I use your dick," she continues, snagging your wrists and pulling your hands up, placing them on the big tan globes. "No squeezing or pinching, haven't earned yet," she adds in a mockingly scolding tone, wagging a finger as if speaking to a puppy. "But you can touch 'em as I ride."\n\n'Works for me,' you think in overcome bliss as she starts to move her hips, working herself over you. You can imagine her using her vibrator very much the same, her every movement obviously designed for her own pleasure as she works herself atop you, and the fact that her hot, wet pussy is gripping and squeezing around your latex-sheathed prick in extremely pleasurable ways is entirely incidental to her. Despite her 'no squeezing' edict, Tanya's tits press themselves into your hands plenty with her movements, the firm-yielding flesh indenting against your fingers as she pumps herself on you. Even her moans and cooing noises somehow emphasize that she's completely and totally in control. In your mind you just sort of let yourself accept that you've become her sex toy, focusing on keeping your cock nice and hard for her to use, pushing yourself not to flag even as you can feel yourself emptying your second load into the reservoir tip of the condom. Whether Tanya even notices or not seems irrelevant since she just keeps going, using your dick to pleasure herself at her own pace.\n\nSeveral times she picks up the pace, moaning louder and slamming herself down on you, making you bounce into the mattress, and then you can feel her pussy squeeze around you. After those times, she lifts herself off and takes some time to change the condom, tossing the tied-up used ones to the floor whether you've actually filled them or not, then climbing right back on. After a bit she favors you with leaning down and pressing her tits against your face, even allowing you to lick and kiss at them as she works herself over you. "Mmmm, okay, tell you what, you can put your hands on my ass, and you can squeeze <i>once</i>," she says after about twenty minutes of that, before leaning down a bit further and whispering to you in a warm, sweet, very sincere voice, "But if you spank, I'll kill you." You shudder beneath her, your cock twitching and spurting into the latest condom even as you put your hands on that amazing, terrifying ass and give it an adoring squeeze.\n\nIt's early afternoon by the time Tanya stands up from the bed and stretches, her body lightly sweaty. "Mmmm, hey, you just might be a worthwhile toy after all, scrub. You focused on keeping it hard for me instead of what you wanted huh? Good boooooy," she coos in a very master-to-dog way, leaning down to ruffle your sweat-damp hair, making you blush as you lay sprawled on her bed exhausted. Then you give a soft 'oof' as she gathers up your clothes and tosses them against your belly. "My parents and the dweeb will be home in awhile, so get yourself cleaned up and dressed, kiddo. And obviously if you breathe a word of this to <i>anyone</i>... well, I don't actually need to say it, do I?" she says, grinning wolfishly as your expression says very clearly she does not.\n\nGrabbing your clothes, you scramble up and start to scuttle out, only to stop as she says, "Oh, hey, did you wanna ask for anything?"\n\n"U-uh?" you say, turning towards her, perhaps ridiculously but reflexively holding your clothes in front of your crotch.\n\n"You did pretty decent licking my pussy and being a dildo, so I guess I'll allow you to request something like I said," she notes breezily, flicking a hand through the air, still unselfconsciously standing there completely nude. "We'll fuck again tomorrow night, I think, so anything you want then?"\n\n<hr>\n[["No?"|QOTanya]]\n\n[["... well..."|QOTanya]]

"I think I'm gonna see about activating the Roboko, Amooya."<<set $amooyaonly to false>><<set $cogamiwaifu to true>><<set $cogamiactivated to true>><<set $fuckedinvr to true>>\n\n"Oo, good idea, Master! Well, I'll have dinner waiting for if you're ready for it after!"\n\nNodding, you head inside to the living room. It does look a lot nicer now than when you first started playing, you've gotta admit, the peeling, dated, dirty wallpaper gone and replaced with a fresh coat of... ... you have no idea what color that is, it's more rich than white but it's warmer than beige but it's not yellow. ... Well, whatever it is, it looks nice, you think as you take a look at the charging station.\n\nIt's really basically just a short, circular white platform... the top kind of reminds you of one of the transporter pads on Star Trek. The Roboko's been set off to one side, and with only a little effort you manage to lift her up and sort of waddle her over towards it, trying not to get too distracted by her big plastic boobs bumping your head. Luckily it seems like she <i>is</i> made mostly of plastic so that it's not impossible to move her. You set her down on the charging station and step back, watching as the panels on the base start gently pulsing with light.\n\nNothing happens for long enough that you're starting to worry a little bit that either Hopita sold you a faulty charging base or there's something else wrong with the Roboko. But then you hear a little <i>b-doop</i> and see a light appear on the Roboko's smooth white belly. ... Actually, when you look closer, it appears to be a hologram floating just slightly above the surface. And it, uh... it resembles one of those hentai "corruption tattoo" things. Just angular and with a power symbol in the center instead of a womb shape. The outline is a dark red, but there's a faint sliver of pink that's appeared at the bottom, and inside the circle of the power symbol is a '1%'. You lean down to look at some of the squiggles and find they read '57:12 to full charge', with the right side quickly ticking down. Oh, so it'll take about an hour. ... You guess that's not bad for an entire robot.\n\nYou head off to eat dinner since you don't see much point in just waiting. When you return the hologram graphic has filled up a fair bit more with pink, so you flop on the couch to wait and watch. Eventually there's a soft, lyrical bit of music, and the Roboko's eyes flicker with pink light before glowing a solid, steady color as she steps off the charging station.\n\n"Designation: Cogami. Status: Functional. Query: Who are you?" she asks in feminine monotone that still somehow manages to sound vaguely pleasant.\n\nYou'd stood up when it looked like she was activating, and you give her a slightly nervous grin. "Oh, um, I'm Jamie, I found you in pieces out in the adventure area and brought you back here."\n\n"Acknowledgement." Cogami turns her head back and forth with slight whirring noises, taking in the room and you. Her pink optics fix on the charging station for a second before swinging back to you again. "Query: Jamie owns other Robokos?"\n\n"Oh, ah, no, I bought that so I could recharge you. Seemed kind of a shame to just leave you powered down after getting you put back together."\n\n"Acknowledgement." Cogami's pink eyes flicker a few times, with the very faintest clicking noise, before she adds, "Statement: Jamie has been registered as Cogami's owner."\n\n"Eh?" You blink. You had been kind of hoping she'd stay, obviously, but not quite expecting it to accelerate that far or that fast. "Hey, you don't have to-"\n\n"Interruption: Registration is complete. Addendum: Cogami has made a decision. Cogami is Owner's property. Owner may do with Cogami as Owner likes." There's a little <i>fwik</i> noise as the pink coverings over her breasts and crotch retract, abruptly leaving her molded plastic breasts bare, the shaped nipples capping them the exact same color as the rest, her pussy apparently made of a more rubbery substance that's set into her crotch and doesn't quite perfectly match.\n\nYeah this is definitely moving really fast. "Uh, but I-" Before you can protest further, she's stepped forward, her sectioned plastic fingers gripping your wrists and lifting them to her large, gleaming white plastic tits. Almost reflexively you cup... and stare as your fingers indent the surface. "Th-they're... kind of like rubber? ... They were stiff before..." Caught off guard and now as much curious as anything, you give them a squeeze, feeling the material indent in your hands.\n\n"Acknowledgement. Explanation: It is relatively simple for a Roboko to make alterations to one's physical form, including density and pliability of outward characteristics." As she's talking, you can feel her tits grow softer, enough that your fingers sink into them enough to practically disappear, then firmer again, your hands winding up resting on the surface as they return to the feeling of hard, unyielding plastic. "Addendum: Alteration of size is also relatively simple." Her breasts return to their firm-but-yielding rubbery sensation even as they expand outward against your palms, growing at least half again as large.\n\n"W-wow," you murmur. Yeah safe to say you're pretty impressed... and hard as hell.\n\nWhich apparently doesn't escape Cogami's notice. "Observation: Owner has an erection. Statement: Cogami will assist with sexual relief." Before you can say anything one way or the other, she's leaned down, pressing her enlarged rubbery tits against your hands as her nimble plastic fingers quickly undo your pants. When your cock springs free she wraps one hand around them, the plastic smooth and cool on your skin as she strokes. "Assurance: Owner's cock is pleasing."\n\nYour head's swimming and you're caught somewhere between the urge to laugh or protest, and wind up doing little more than moaning as Cogami continues stroking your cock. After a few moments she uses her other hand on your shoulder to urge you to sit on the couch, settling onto her balljoint knees in front of you and continuing to stroke your cock, her largely featureless face looking up at you. "Initiating dirty talk routine," she says, continuing in that same polite and vaguely pleasant monotone. "Ah. Owner's cock is very good. It has been a long time since I have had any cock. I desperately wish to have this cock inside of me. Owner's cock is the best cock this slutty Roboko has ever seen."\n\n'I wonder if I can do an upgrade on that program,' you think distantly with that same laugh-or-cry feeling that's overwhelmed by how expertly her hand is pumping over your cock, that ball-and-socket wrist twisting with mechanically perfect timing and precision. She continues to do so with the same exact mechanical rhythm for several minutes, before leaning forward. Apparently she sets her breasts to maximum softness before pressing them around your cock, because you're completely engulfed, shuddering and letting out a louder moan as she shifts them back to the rubbery density once she's made a nice channel in them formed almost perfectly to your cock, starting to work the big white gleaming globes over you.\n\n"Owner's cock feels incredible between my boobs. My big slutty boobs belong to Owner after all. Owner's cock belongs between my boobs," she continues to drone, her glowing pink optics not leaving your face as she once again uses piston-perfect timing to work her tits over your prick, occasionally altering their firmness and size a bit more as she stimulates you. With that, and in spite of her 'dirty talk routine', you're soon letting out a loud moan, your cock spurting long ropes of cum to land on those gleaming, perfectly smooth white tits, a few spatters of it landing on her equally smooth shiny white faceplate.\n\n"Titfuck: Completed," Cogami informs you perhaps unnecessarily as she rises to her feet, her tits swaying just slightly before going stiff and immobile again, clearly having returned to their hard plastic state. She turns around and bends over slightly at the waist, displaying her molded rubber pussy and asshole to you briefly before she angles her hips down, briefly swiveling them in place above your still-hard cock. "Calibrating. ... Calibration completed. Initiating primary hole usage."\n\n"H-hey, wait a sec-" You try to say, before she thrusts downward, perfectly engulfing your cock in her onahole-like cunt in that single motion. Your eyes roll a little as you can feel the textured interior shifting and altering around you, molding itself precisely to your prick, before Cogami starts working her hips up and down. Those ball joint knees work smoothly with faint whirring noises as she pumps herself over you with the same machine precision she was using before, a steady, unfailing rhythm clearly designed for maximum potential to drain you dry with her customizable pussy.\n\n"Statement: Owner's cock is very satisfying," Cogami announces in her even tone even as she never breaks motion with the working of her hips, her cum-smeared white plastic tits immobile even as they jut ahead of her. "Additional statement: Cogami is very grateful to Owner for recovery, and for fucking." Something in your brain takes note... she didn't say she was initiating a dirty talk routine, so does that mean she actually means it? Either way, you're soon overwhelmed by her pistoning action, being driven into the couch over and over again with that precision-calibrated hip motion and her customized pussy, and eventually you let out a loud moan and pump another load deep into her crotch-mounted onahole.\n\n"Primary hole usage: Complete." Cogami stands up, your half-hard cock slipping out of her rubber pussy and flopping against your belly as she straightens up and turns around. \n\n"... Yeah I'd say so," you murmur breathlessly.\n\nAfter you've gotten cleaned up, you reconvene with the similarly cleaned-up Cogami. (She apparently just used a spray bottle and a cloth.) "So you don't remember how you wound up in pieces in the adventure area?"\n\n"Confirmation: Cogami's database has been badly fragmented. Reconstructive algorithms are running but may take some time to complete." Pink optics stare at you for a moment before she adds: "Clarification: Further interactive data may help with refinement and optimization of recovery effort."\n\n"Oh, so... spending time with you will help you remember things?" you ask.\n\n"Affirmative." There's just a beat and a slight flicker of her eyes before she adds, "Clarification: Especially sexual interactions."\n\n"... Right." Of course. Still, it sounds like you've thoroughly acquired your next monster girl waifu! ... Huh, games like this all treat robots as monsters, don't they? Kinda weird. Anyway, you're sufficiently tired after this that you decide to just go to bed in the sim. "Goodnight, Cogami."\n\n"Valediction: Goodnight, Owner."\n\n<hr>\n[[The next morning...|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]]

You repeat your new mantra that it's only a game, and that after all she was <i>really</i> gung-ho about murdering the hell out of you just because you were trying to cross the border into Skyrim, even though as far as you know that's never even said to be a crime in the game. So, taking a deep breath to steel yourself, you draw back the ax and swing forward hard.\n\nThe game apparently feels that turnabout is fair play too, since the ax blade cleaves cleanly through the captain's neck, her helmeted head tumbling off in a shower of blood and clanging to the floor, her body slumping and sprawling in place. That... was a lot more graphic than the fight, and for a moment you do feel sick again, though luckily that's as far as the realism goes... other than a bit of the smell of blood, there's no further disgusting bits of post-death activities.\n\n"Good," Ralof says approvingly. "Now check these Imperials and see if either of them has the key."\n\nOh, right, the key item key. Heh. You use the loot menu to strip both of the Imperials, spending just a moment feeling weird after. The bodies in this sim are obviously intended to be very attractive, and the Captain had large breasts, a slim waist, and a round, perfect ass... all of which is now decidedly separated from her head, making for a decidedly weird blend of lewd and gross. Shaking off the thought, you head to the door that was locked earlier and try it, finding that it clicks open now without you even having to try. Ralof hurries ahead, with you pausing just a moment to switch from the ax to one of the Imperial swords you just looted. Hey, you like swords better, what can you say?\n\nYou follow after him, having another brief fight with a pair of Imperial soldiers in the storeroom, where Hadvar advises you to loot the various potions and other items. 'Hm, wonder what it would be like to drink in here?' you muse as you add a few bottles of wine to your inventory before the two of you hurry on.\n\n"Shor's blood! A torture room!" Ralof exclaims as the two of you descend the stairs towards the sounds of combat. Oh, right, the torturers. If you recall correctly, there's two of them, a big guy and a scrawny guy, and if you defeat them quickly that means the Stormcloaks that were held captive there will help you out in the fights ahead. Better decide now which of the enemies you'll focus on...\n\n<hr>\n[[The big guy.|QOSkyrim2x1]]\n\n[[The skinny guy.|QOSkyrim1x6]]

You remind yourself it's just a game... it can't <i>really</i> hurt you! Right? Before you can fret yourself away from your decision, though, the small portcullis is rising up and the captain and soldier are rushing through, and Ralof's giving a battle cry and attacking, prompting you to do the same.\n\nYour first few swings are predictably awkward, but it does look like you're still being semi-corrected to still make contact... and you're just as relieved to find that while the impacts of your ax send blood splatters flying through the air, there's no visible wounds to go with them. Too, while the captain's sword strikes you a few times (almost making you pee yourself with fright, since everything's so realistic), and it <i>does</i> hurt, it's not very much, more like bumping into a metal door frame a bit hard or something than actually being injured. You do your best to dodge her strikes and hit back, and though Ralof puts the other soldier down quickly, the man crumpling to the ground, you've soon depleted her HP enough that she falls to one knee, slumped in place and obviously staggered.\n\n"Good! Now finish her off, and let's get out of here!" Ralof calls.\n\n<hr>\n[[But that's...|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[Well, fair's fair...|QOSkyrim1x5]]

Admittedly this part of the game is kind of infamous for particularly lazy people to just hang back and let Ralof do all the fighting, since he's pretty much invincible, but you'd feel extra bad about that with being on the "inside" and him seeming like such a real person at the moment. So, once again trying to buoy your spirit and remind yourself <i>it's only a game</i>, you follow along with Ralof into the caverns populated by people-sized frost spiders.\n\nA few minutes later, as he hauls his axe out of the head of one of the spiders, Ralof glances at you and says, "That was... one of the more interesting war cries I've ever heard."\n\n"Y-yeah," you answer sheepishly. You guess you should feel lucky that he's giving you an out on all the screaming you did. Just... those were <i>real-looking</i>, yikes! At least they're dead now, and the two of you move on through more of the caverns.\n\nNothing interesting happens in the encounter with the bear... you obviously elect to sneak by it, crouching down and carefully scooting along the stone floor, a 'closed eye' symbol appearing on your HUD much like in the game. The bear never stirs as you go past, and soon you're emerging into the sunlight, into a much lusher and more colorful Skyrim than you remember your game looking like. You barely even notice Alduin passing overhead and flying off, or Ralof's commentary about it, because you're too busy staring. You'd started to get used to how real everything looked and seemed, but this is just... so <i>vast</i>.\n\nRalof setting a hand on your shoulder brings your attention back to him. "I wouldn't have made it without your help today. It's probably best if we split up, but my sister Gerdur in Riverwood can probably help you out."\n\nOh, right, this is the point at which the sandbox really opens up. You can either follow along with Ralof and take advantage of his invincibility a bit longer, along with getting a few quest leads, or you can just go and do... whatever. Seems like the smart thing to do is to follow along with Ralof, especially since you recall there's at least a couple of wolf attacks on the way there (and who knows what else in this weird modded version). On the other hand, with seeing how amazing Skyrim looks "up close", even you kind of have the itch to immediately set off and start exploring. So which will it be?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go with Ralof to Riverwood.|QOSkyrim1x8]]\n\n[[Go off on your own.|QOSkyrim]]

If you recall correctly, the skinnier guy, IE the head torturer, could use magic. That's usually bad news, common sense is to take out the casters first... especially since you don't know how this game might have changed it up!\n\nYou and Ralof rush into the very dungeon-like room, which is already noisy with the sound of weapons clanking. As expected, most of the Stormcloak prisoners are fighting with the large, muscular jailer, while the torturer is hanging back flinging lightning bolts at them. Luckily he's so focused on them that he doesn't see you coming, and you get a clean stab right to his side, depleting most of his HP bar with one hit. He does give you a zap of the lightning, which feels sort of like all-over pins-and-needles but doesn't quite hurt. You swing again, and this time your body moves through a cool little juke-and-spin to slice his head clean off. Oh wow, killmoves work!\n\nThe rest of them have quickly taken down the jailer, and Ralof talks with the other Stormcloaks while you busily loot the bodies and the nearby containers. "Hey, looks like there's a body and some gold in that cage. Why don't you see if you can get it open with this lockpick?" Ralof prompts, holding out the length of metal to you.\n\n'Wonder what the lockpicking game is like in this?' you think as you walk over, idly noticing that the dead mage in the cage is a female in this version... pretty easy to tell since the mage robes hug around her chest but only have a flap in front and back, showing off her panties and the thigh-high boots she's wearing. You put the lockpicks into the lock, and see a little circle come up around them in your HUD, the rest of the game luckily freezing. You move the pick around, wiggling it, parts of the circle turning various shades of red, until you get to where they start turning yellow, then green, then <i>click</i>. 'Huh, that's decent,' you decide as you open the cell door and snag the gold coins, finding doing so manually still adds them to your inventory, taking the magic book as well and then looting the mage's body, once again trying not to look too long at it.\n\nYou're definitely starting to get the hang of fighting, you think through the next, longer combat with Imperials in the cistern(?) beneath the keep, your movements coming a bit easier as you practice and get used to the game's guidance, among other things. Ralof urges the other Stormcloaks to stay and wait for everyone else, and the two of you hurry ahead, dropping a short drawbridge to get across, then both turning back as there's the distant sound of Alduin roaring and a massive chunk of rock breaks the bridge.\n\n"Guess the others will have to find their own way out," Ralof grunts, starting forward again.\n\nOkay, let's see, next is... ugh, the spiders. You are not super thrilled about fighting giant spiders, especially close up in super realism like this. Maybe you should let Ralof take care of it himself...\n\n<hr>\n[[Hang back.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[Fight with him.|QOSkyrim1x7]]

Probably better to try it out normally first after all, right? You select the option to begin without mods, and everything suddenly goes dark.\n\nYou blink repeatedly, and each time the darkness clears a little more. Gradually you can see that... yup, you're sitting in the back of a wagon, dressed in rags, your hands tied in front of you, and yeek, it actually feels cold!\n\n"Hey, you! You're finally awake..."\n\nSomehow your first thought is 'Wow, it's like I'm really inside the meme' instead of 'Wow, it's like I'm really inside the game'. But sure enough as your vision clears you can see the scruffy, muscular blonde man sitting nearby with his growth of beard and shoulder-length hair, wearing a mix of chainmail, leather armor, and a blue tartan drape. Off to the side are the skinny, similarly rags-clad thief and the much darker blonde and more heavily-garbed (and gagged) form of Ulfric Stormcloak. \n\nAs noted before, you've played this game a lot, so you don't pay much attention to the NPCs chattering on about the whole civil war thing and your imminent executions, instead taking a look around at the scenery and everything else. It's really pretty stunning... it all looks so <i>real</i>, albeit with just a bit of stylized hint that does kind of make it more, well, vibrant and engaging than real life might be. You catch a glimpse of several of the female Imperials riding along and the female Stormcloaks in the other wagons and realize that one of the 'improvements' made must have been a skimpy armor mod... they're not exactly naked, but there's some bare midriffs, the Imperial women are wearing short skirts made of leather straps, and it looks like the Stormcloak women are wearing panties and tubetops under their tartan. Come to think of it, it does look like the male outfits have been altered too, albeit mostly more to show off their chests and arms rather than being outright skimpy. (Ralof definitely looks a tad more on the 'ripped and buff' side than you remember him being the last time you played.)\n\nYou continue to basically play tourist even as the wagons pull into the eternally doomed township of Helgen, though you sit up and crane to get a look at the Thalmor as you go by. Ah, yeah... as you expected, their female leader is also wearing fairly skimpy armor, and you're not exactly shocked that they've been made over into slightly prettier elves with more lightly golden-hued skin than the kind of sickly yellow they were in the actual game. Whoever's been working on this adaptation clearly wasn't ashamed to include their own sense of aesthetic. The wagons pull up to the end, with Lokir whining "Why are we stopping?!" and Ralof of course replying "Why do you think? End of the line."\n\n'I always kinda thought that was a train expression, weird they'd have it here,' you muse, before realizing you're getting a death glare from some of the Imperial guards. ... Oh, right. You're so used to the game getting you up and moving you when it's just on a screen you forgot you'd probably have to actually move here. Getting to your feet, you move to the edge of the cart, and fret for a second about jumping down, considering your hands are tied. But when you do, though you start to stumble, you feel yourself get righted a bit. Okay, looks like there's at least a <i>little</i> correction for actual skill in this version. The redheaded Nord in Imperial armor, good ol' Hadvar, moves up to start reading off his Imperial-beloved list.\n\n"Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm."\n\n"It has been an honor, Jarl Ulfric," Ralof declares solemnly as the gagged man steps forward.\n\n"Ralof of Riverwood."\n\nRalof steps forward, stopping briefly to glare into Hadvar's eyes. And of course you recall, next up is Lokir who, well, everyone pretty well knows what happens. ... Oh, hey, clearly this isn't as tightly-scripted, could you do anything about that?\n\n<hr>\n[[Say something to him.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[... Enh.|QOSkyrim1x2]]

Their Problematic™ beliefs aside, at the moment you're kind of more inclined to side with the people who weren't going to cut your head off. That looked really nasty when they did it to that other guy, after all. You turn and hurry after Ralof, following him into one of the side doors of the keep.\n\nInside, Ralof looks around quickly, then spots a dead Stormcloak laying sprawled near a wall. He walks over, taking a moment to pay his respects with a murmur of "We'll meet again in Sovngarde, brother," before turning back to you. "Looks like we made it. That thing was a dragon, no doubt! ... Come here, let me see if I can get those bindings off of you."\n\n'Finally,' you think, stepping forward and proffering your wrists. Ralof uses a knife to cut through the ropes, and you're relieved to see some HUD elements pop up in your vision as your wrists are freed. You were kind of worried that the game might expect you to do everything complete realism style, especially considering that the next thing Ralof does is urge you to take the dead Stormcloak's things. You walk over and, yup, a loot menu pops up when you're close enough to him and looking right at him. You hit the 'Loot all' button, quickly glancing away as the body is instantly rendered naked, a fairly sizeable cock flopping free... yup, definitely on the pervy side. You try tapping the 'Inventory' button and are relieved that the game freezes when you have the menu open, though you find you can't move your feet... probably couldn't attack anything like this either, but at least you're able to change equipment in peace. You tap the new gear, trying not to be too weirded out by the feel of suddenly going from wearing scant rags to surprisingly comfortably-fitted Stormcloak armor. Pulling the one-handed ax off your belt, you close the menu and follow Ralof as he examines the doors, grumbling about how there doesn't seem to be any way out.\n\n"Imperials! Hide!" he hisses suddenly at the sound of approaching voices from beyond the portcullis. You duck to one side, realizing that the first fight of the game is upon you. Sounds like that mean captain that was so hell-bent on having you beheaded is approaching with another Imperial soldier. Okay... okay, time for a fight! In... super realistic VR. W-wait, how realistic is it gonna be? Like... could you get an arm or leg cut off or something?!\n\n<hr>\n[[You can't do this!|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[It's fine, you can do this!|QOSkyrim1x4]]

Would it <i>really</i> be a playthrough of Skyrim without the idiot horse thief getting ventilated?\n\n"Lokir of Rorikstead."\n\n"No! I'm not a rebel! This is a mistake!" Lokir wails, right before taking off running right past at least a dozen armed soldiers.\n\n"Archers!" bellows the female Imperial in front of you.\n\n"You're not gonna kill me!" Lokir cries defiantly, right before an arrow hits him in the knee, instantly killing him.\n\nYou know you should probably be more affected by the violence being rendered in full flesh and blood in front of you, but that was frankly so ridiculous that you're more trying not to start snickering. Then Hadvar turns and looks at you. "Wait, you there. Step forward. Who... are you?"\n\nYou stand there staring at him for a second, then glance around when you notice that there are more expectant glares being turned your way. Oh, so uh, no character generation screen? You guess you just play through it as yourself, that's... interesting. "Um, Jamie of Deviville?" you offer.\n\n"Captain, what should we do? He's not on the list," Hadvar asks, glancing at the woman.\n\n"Forget the list, he goes to the block, same as the rest," the captain snarls, glaring at you hatefully with bloodlust in her eyes, clearly absolutely offended and disgusted by your heinous crime of existing in proximity to some bad guys.\n\n"I'm sorry," Hadvar says with mild regret in his eyes. "We'll do our best to return your remains to your homeland."\n\nKeeping some thoughts on the whole balance of good-guy-bad-guy in the game's civil war storyline to yourself, you do as directed and walk over to the line of people waiting to be executed, basically placidly waiting through the scripted scene, with declarations of defiance, the distant roars of you-know-who approaching, and... ugh. Admittedly your guts do churn a bit at the rather more graphic beheading in front of you, but at least the slight stylization of everything helps you to remember it's just a game.\n\n"Next prisoner!" the female captain calls.\n\nThere's another distant roar, Hadvar and a few others glancing up. "Listen, did you hear that?"\n\n"I <i>said</i>! Next! Prisoner!" the captain snarls, clearly aggravated that her murderfest is being interrupted for any reason whatsoever.\n\n"To the block, prisoner, nice and easy," Hadvar advises you.\n\n'... Or what, you'll kill me?' You almost say it out loud, but then realize that oh yeah, they might before you're 'saved'. Then you realize that if this is like the game, they'll actually make you bend over the dead body. "Um!" you blurt, then glance around. "H-hey, couldn't I have some last words?!"\n\nHadvar blinks at you, then looks at the captain. She visibly simmers for a moment, before grumbling "Fine."\n\n"Um..." You glance upward, then around, then say, "Uh, we hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal...?"\n\nUlfric and General Tullius both look at you like they'd like to smack you.\n\n"... or, uh... maybe not?" you squeak.\n\nStill, that seems to have been enough stalling, since with a thunderous beat of wings the massive, spiky black form of Alduin lands with a hard thump on the tower ahead, letting out a roar and starting to call down fireballs from the sky. Everything goes to chaos pretty quickly, with Ralof calling you to follow him into one of the towers. Your heart's definitely pounding despite your familiarity with all this, because actually experiencing it like you're really living it is a whole new experience, and the heat of those fireballs felt very real. When some of the Stormcloaks go up the spiral staircase, you make sure to linger behind, unable to help jumping and giving a short shriek as Alduin's head smashes through the wall and breathes a burst of fire into the inside of the tower before he flies off again. Ralof charges up to the new hole, with you hissing and hopping on bare feet across heated stone as you follow him.\n\n"See that inn on the other side?! Jump through the hole in the roof, we'll follow!" he calls.\n\n... Holy crap that looks like a huge jump in person! Can you really make that?! With your hands tied?! But you don't seem to have much choice, so you get a running start and leap out. Luckily it looks like the game is still helping, since you not only make the distance but manage to stay mostly upright when you land, albeit with a fair bit of stumbling around. You make your way through the ruined inn, and everything's still going pretty much as expected, meeting up with Hadvar as he advises you to stay close to him. The two of you go weaving through Helgen, and at one point you do get the experience of hugging against the wall as Alduin looms up from over it to breathe fire at soldiers, giving you a good look at his underside and-\n\n... and wow that is a reeeally big sheath. Definitely some perviness went into this, uh, adaptation.\n\nYanking your eyes away as Alduin follows again, you follow Hadvar towards the keep, and as expected again, Ralof comes running from an entirely different direction. They exchange epithets, and then both head for different gates, both of them calling for you to follow after. Ah yeah, so the first big story split...\n\n<hr>\n[[Go with Hadvar, probably be an Imperial.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[Go with Ralof, probably be a Stormcloak.|QOSkyrim1x3]]

"Traps?" Josh says, frowning as he stops and turns towards you.\n\n"Yeah, y'know. ... Like Indiana Jones?" At his blank look, you sigh a bit. "Like what Rhodey talked about in Endgame?"\n\n"Oh you mean where you touch something and spikes start coming out of the walls."\n\n"Yeah like that," you murmur, putting a hand to your head. "But they bothered to put in a floor with paved stones, that's like practically advertising that if you step on one it's gonna set off some kind of trap." \n\n"Oh yeah, Sima said something like that too." Frowning, Joshua eyes the floor now. "So how do we spot it?"\n\n"Well since everything else so far has been pretty appropriate for low levels, it'll probably be like, sticking up or something visibly. We just need to be really careful about where we step."\n\nThe two of you make your way down the hallway, carefully eyeing the stones, and avoiding several that are either obviously lifted up above the others or sunk down below. At the end of the hallway is a door, and after a mental skim through your spell list, you find a simple unlocking spell and try it. This really must be the basic newbie adventure, because it actually works, and Josh shoves the door open. The interior looks like it was once a small treasure room or armory, now mostly empty, but with a handful of items conveniently scattered on a nearby table. 'Kind of lazy, Sima,' you think, but then you did kind of spring this on her.\n\n"Aw yeah treasure for me," Joshua declares with a smirk as he swaggers over to the table. "Oh hey, cool new sword!" he declares, eyeing the much fancier-looking engraved and embellished sword with gold inlay and a fancy belt, already starting to undo his own swordbelt. "You can have whatever I don't want, nerd," he adds smugly as he picks up the sword and belt and starts to put it on.\n\n<hr>\n[["Waaaait!"|BullyIse1x6]]\n\n[["..."|BullyIse]]

"They're kind of... uh... ... I guess they're basically like goblins but with dragon heads. And tails," you say after a moment.\n\n"... That's fuckin' lame."\n\n"Yeaaah they kinda are," you admit, deciding not to bring up how certain sections of the internet have very, uh, different thoughts on them as opposed to how they're usually portrayed at the gaming table.\n\nThe two of you continue on for a bit, largely wandering through the caverns at random, neither of you quite sure what to say to the other in this situation. Then both of you turn at a rustling noise... and a bunch of slightly higher than waist-height creatures with bulbous heads, pot bellies, and wielding clubs come racing out of the darkness, shrieking and yelling. \n\nJosh obviously reacts mostly on instinct, grabbing for his sword and swinging the shield onto his arm and laying into the goblins with it. You stand back, eyes wide, trying to force yourself to look for any opportunity to be useful... and not get distracted by the blood flying. You swallow hard as the fight is over in a matter of seconds... you guess rounds really do go by quickly when they're happening in real time. Josh pants, looking around, then making a bit of a face as he eyes his bloody sword. "That was... not quite as cool as I thought it would be," he mutters.\n\n"Yeah. ... Uh, hey, one of them hit you on the leg pretty good, here," you say, stepping forward and tilting your staff toward said leg, using one of the lesser curing spells.\n\n"Mmf. That feels better. ... Thanks," he says a bit grudgingly. "Guess you're not <i>completely</i> useless," he adds as he sets off again.\n\n"... Thanks," you mutter, following after him and brooding on the fact that being able to rewrite reality to heal his crushed flesh apparently only gets you up to 'not completely useless' in his eyes.\n\nA bit later the two of you are walking down a hallway that has an actual floor... rather than a rough or even smoothed natural stone floor, it looks like someone came along and actually laid down stone blocks to make a flooring. "I think there's a door down there, maybe that's where the loot Sima talked about is!" Josh says excitedly, picking up the pace.\n\n<hr>\n[["Wait, there could be traps!"|BullyIse1x5]]\n\n[["... Yeah you go ahead!"|BullyIse]]

Deciding not to go too much into exactly how the belt is cursed, figuring that might lead to some problems, you decide to just say, "The sword is fine, but the belt's definitely cursed," as you unsheath the weapon and proffer it to Joshua.\n\nHe flinches a little, obviously not thrilled at the idea of even touching something that touched something cursed, but nods and retrieves his old sword belt, switching out the original sword for the new one in the sheath. "What kind of curse is it?" he asks curiously.\n\nDang, he asked. ... Well, knowing a guy like Joshua, "You'd probably consider it a fate worse than death," you say blandly.\n\nThat makes him flinch again, and he edges away from the table. "Th-thanks, man. Uh... hey, go ahead and check the rest, and why don't you take your pick too? Since, y'know, I already chose the sword."\n\nMaybe a little brush with a curse <i>is</i> a helpful team-building exercise, you think with a grin as you examine the other items. You find a set of Bracers of Armor +2, how very convenient for a caster, a couple of spell scrolls, a +1 returning dagger, and a small chest full of gold coins. "Here, you'll get the most use out of this," you tell Joshua, passing him the dagger. After a brief hesitation, you add, "You probably ought to carry the money too."\n\n"Yeah, okay." Josh shrugs, hooking the dagger to his belt, then helping you scoop the coins into one of his belt pouches. Then he frowns as you put the cursed belt into your bag. "What are you doing?"\n\n"It won't curse you unless you put it on, and it might be useful or something later," you tell him with a shrug. "Anyway, I'm guessing that this is probably the goal. This was probably just Sima running us through, like... a starter dungeon to get us some gear and get us used to actually fighting and stuff." You pause a bit before adding, "Unless..."\n\nJoshua frowns a bit again. "Unless what?"\n\n"Uh, well, I was in one of her campaigns once where someone decided to look around the starter dungeon completely after we finished the goal, and turns out she'd stuck in a hidden room with even more loot. ... But we just barely managed to avoid triggering a trap that would have killed us all if we had."\n\n"Dude, we need money and shit though," Joshua says, frowning a bit deeper. "I mean that's just the rule of any world you're in. We've gotta, like... hire people to help us defeat this dragon or something, and buy stuff, and... <i>money</i>!"\n\nHe's kind of got a point. Maybe even more than the real world, the world of adventuring runs off of gold. But the only reason you survived Sima's special 'bonus' room before was that the party had a min-maxed Rogue who spotted the trap and was able to disarm it. The closest the party has right now is, uh, you. It'd be taking a big risk if it's something like before...\n\n<hr>\n[[Explore the rest of the dungeon.|BullyIse1x8]]\n\n[[Leave.|BullyIse]]

"<i>What</i>?!" Joshua snaps, glowering at you with the belt almost in place.\n\n"Dude, you have to check stuff before you put it on," you say with a sigh. "It could be cursed."\n\nHis eyes widen a little, and he quickly yanks the belt away from himself and sets it down on the table, stepping away. "W-well check it then!"\n\n... Huh. That was a kind of big reaction. Is Josh afraid of curses, maybe? Something to remember for the future. You step forward and concentrate, finding it easy enough to do 'Detect Magic' and confirm that both the sword itself and the belt seem to be magic items. Yup, you've got 'Identify' too, so you check the sword first. Apparently just a +1 sword, nothing too special. The sword belt, on the other hand... is a Belt of Sex Change. In other words, if Joshua had actually buckled it on, he'd have wound up turned into a girl, and not be able to change back until you found a higher-level spell to break it.\n\n<hr>\n[["It's a Belt of Sex Change."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["It's cursed."|BullyIse1x7]]\n\n[["... It's fine."|BullyIse]]

You don't want someone else bossing you around... even if you get the sense that Sima would actually make you do fun things. Fun things are still annoying if you're pressured into doing them though! "Fine, I guess we'll do this... bonding activity, if you really think it'll work," you mutter. "I don't know how you're gonna convince Joshua to do it though."\n\n"Leave it to me," Sima says breezily, taking out her phone and typing away with her thumbs several times. A few minutes later she chirps, "Okay, he's on his way!"\n\nYou wince a little at the fact that Joshua will be coming to your house... then blink. "Uh, how'd you get him to agree?"\n\n"Oh, I told him that if he'd do it, I'd send him naked selfies," she replies just as casually as before.\n\n"... Yeah but what're you gonna do when he actually wants those?"\n\nShe quirks an eyebrow at you, and taps at her cellphone again. You blink as your own dings and fish it out, opening it to the text you just got... then yelp, almost dropping it and quickly shoving it back in your pocket, your face red. "SIMA!"\n\n"Whaaat? Most boys would be flattered~!"\n\nSoon Joshua is standing in your living room, looking a bit flushed but very smug himself. "Don't see why we've gotta do some 'activity', Jamie's already my good buddy, aren't you, Jamie?" he declares, sneering at you a bit. Does he actually think that seems convincing at all.\n\n"Can the bullshit, Joshy," Sima says in an amused tone, making him frown. "Look, I'm not a teacher or a parent, I don't give a crap about your stupid little justification for bullying him. The point is that you've both agreed to this bonding activity, so you're going to do it. And keep in mind, I'm pretty strict about people doing what they've promised they will, so you're not getting out of this until you've gone all the way with it."\n\n"Fiiine," Joshua mutters, folding his arms over his chest and rolling his eyes.\n\n"Um, 'kay," you add, rubbing your upper arm.\n\n"Good! Now, Jamie!" Sima suddenly declares, pointing at you. "Name a genre, first one that comes to mind!"\n\n<hr>\n[["F-fantasy!"|BullyIse1x2]]\n\n[["Sci-fi?!"|BullyIse]]\n\n[["Super... hero?"|BullyIse]]\n\n[["<i>Urban</i> fantasy?"|BullyIse]]

You're young, you have a malleable mind. It seems entirely reasonable to you to just have a different mom for a few months. "Okay, Mom!" you declare happily.\n\n"Good. I guess that means Maya is your sister now," Mom says with a chuckle. You notice Maya has a kind of weird look on her face at that... like she's partly really thrilled and partly something else? "Well, as your new mom, I think my first act is going to be to ask you to go get your other sister for dinner, you too Maya so you can explain, since I doubt she was paying attention all the times I mentioned it before."\n\nMaya nods a few times, then beckons you to follow her inside. The interior is a big lobby area with a sort of living room setup to one side with a big TV and disk player setup. "That's for the resort guests, though we don't have any right now so you can still watch stuff on that TV if you want, it's bigger than the one in our personal living room over there," Maya adds, pointing to a closed door. "Over there's also where our dining room and downstairs bathroom are. Over there's the guest dining room, and the guest bathrooms and the hot springs baths," she adds, pointing the opposite way past the living room area. "And since we don't have guests we can use those any time we want too. Mom said she doesn't really mind if you use whichever side you want, since we're, ah, all family."\n\nYou nod enthusiastically, then follow her upstairs. She pauses at the top, then rounds the top of the railing and comes to a stop in the middle of a sort of three-way split, wide hallways with one being shorter than the other. "This is our rooms back here... Mom and Dad's (when Dad's here but he's not), mine, my... ah, our... sister's. These two hallways are all guest rooms," she says, gesturing to the left-right long ones. "Except for that first one on the left, the one closest to our rooms, that one's yours for the summer."\n\n"Wow, I get to use a guest's resort room?" you say, eyes widening. \n\n"Don't get your hopes up, this isn't a super fancy place," Maya says, eyes twinkling. "But Mom did turn on the all-you-can-watch pay-per-view. But don't stay inside all summer watching movies, we've gotta play together a bunch!"\n\n"I'd never!" you blurt.\n\n"Well good! C'mon, let's go wake up Sis," she says, turning and trotting down the shorter hallway, with you scurrying to catch up.\n\nIn fact your scurrying takes you past Maya so that you get to the door before her. You blink as you realize there's a note taped up to it, and without really thinking you pluck it down and read.\n\n'I refuse to be involved in this saccharine, insipid, self-indulgent nonsense. Your subconscious and that half-domesticated pseudo-psychopomp will just have to come up with a replacement for me between the two of you.\n\n-B'\n\n... That's a lot of difficult words you don't really know so you're just going to ignore that whole thing. Maya meanwhile is knocking on the door... repeatedly... eventually prompting a whiny "Whaaaaat?" from inside.\n\n"It's me! It's almost dinnertime, and you need to come meet Jamie!" Maya calls.\n\n"H-huh? Jamie?" A moment later, the door opens, slightly glazed blue eyes with dark circles under them blinking. Maya's teenage sister has thick, rumpled black hair spilling down her shoulders and partway down her back, looking like she hasn't brushed it in days (or longer). She's wearing a long white T-shirt that says 'I DIDN'T WANT TO COME' on the front, falling against a pretty big chest... she's not quite as tall as her mom, but she looks like she'll get there someday. Slowly her eyes focus on you, at which she loudly yelps "A BOY!" and leaps back, slamming the door.\n\n"... um..." you squeak.\n\n"Ignore her. As much as possible," Maya advises you, wagging a hand.\n\nA few seconds later the door cracks open, one of the older girl's eyes peeking out, before she opens the door slowly. Nothing looks that much different, until she rubs a hand in her hair and lifts her shirt up a bit, revealing a pair of little black shorts. Oh, maybe she had to get dressed, that makes sense! "Uh, h-hi... Jamie. ... What's Jamie doing here?" she almost whimpers as she looks over at Maya.\n\n"He's staying with us for the whole summer! Mom told you like four times!"\n\n"O-oh."\n\n"Jamie, since you probably don't remember her because of her hiding in her room all the time, this is my sister Roma. Well, our sister now." At Roma's confused look, Maya clarifies, "Since Jamie's gonna be staying with us so long, Mom just told him to consider her Mom too. So Jamie's our brother until the end of summer, got it?"\n\n"Uhhhhh... okay," Roma murmurs, rubbing the back of her head again, before poking her index fingers together, her extremely pale cheeks coloring pink. "W-wow, a little brother... that's so cute."\n\n"Huh? Oh, thanks!" you chirp... then blink as Maya immediately grabs you by the hand and hauls you back towards the stares.\n\n"C'mon, it's dinner time," she almost growls.\n\n"O-okay! Hey, Maya, careful down the stairs! Don't pull me down the stairs!"\n\nSoon the four of you are sitting around the simple table in the similarly simple little dining room past the downstairs private living room, eating a warm, home-cooked meal together, the sort of simple thing that you've never really had at home and yet is somehow still familiar and comforting. Mom nags Roma about how she needs to stop keeping vampire hours and do something productive or she'll regret it when school starts, and Roma complains back that she didn't really sign on to spend her summer getting up at dawn to do radio program stretches and babysit her sister and a visiting boy.\n\n"Aw, Sis, don't worry about me, I can take care of myself!" you declare.\n\n"S-s-s-s-s-s-SIS?!" Roma squeaks, eyes going wide, before her face turns red again and she glances away, tapping her index fingertips together. "W-well, I mean, I dunno, maybe I could spend <i>some</i> time watching him..."\n\n"Here-Jamie-try-this-chicken-it's-called-carry-aggy-it's-really-good," Maya says between gritted teeth, stuffing what seems like a really fancy chicken nugget in your mouth.\n\n"Karaage," Mom corrects in an amused tone. "And how about you two take it easy on Jamie, huh? He's obviously had a long day, he can barely eat for yawning."\n\n"No, I'm fiiihhaaaaaaaawwwww," you say, yawning in the middle of your protest once you'd manage to swallow the carry-aggy.\n\n"You're barely sitting upright mister. After dinner it's brush your teeth and then straight to bed."\n\nWell darn. You want to complain but Actual-Mom did tell you to behave for Temporary-Mom, so you guess you better. You being super duper tired has nothing to do with it, honest! So after dinner you let Mom lead you upstairs and show you your room... as Maya said, it's not particularly fancy. There's a simple bed (but it's way bigger than yours at home so it does seem kinda fancy and awesome to you), a small desk and chair, a closet, a standalone chair, a simple TV with nothing connected to it, and a small attached bathroom with just a toilet, shower, and sink. As hotel rooms go it's not much, but the fact that it does look like a hotel room and it's <i>yours</i> for a whole summer puts you in absolute awe. Mom has already set your bags in the closet, so you dig out your toothbrush and toothpaste, brush your teeth, change into your pajamas (currently a pair of pajama pants and a T-shirt with Iron Man on it) and, admittedly, crawl around on top of the bed just being amazed at the size for awhile before crawling under the covers to go to sleep.\n\nAnd promptly wake up again. Although... it looks like it's much later than it was? It's super dark out the window, anyway, and there's not a single sound from the rest of the house (that you can tell). You sit up, blinking blearily and glancing around, looking for the bedside clock, which luckily is digital. Oh yeah wow you're not sure you've ever been up at this hour in your life!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go back to sleep.|QODJSum2x1]]\n\n[[Do something.|QODJSum1x4]]

"Me?! You're the one who drove me to asking her for help, <i>asshole</i>!" you snap back, raising your staff a bit. "And now you're threatening to stab me despite what she said?! I'm almost tempted to let you so that when something in there bites your leg off you have to realize what a dick you were!"\n\nJosh twitches several times, jaw working... but after a second straightens up, grumbling as he resheaths the sword. "... Fine. Fine, yeah, we need each other, I guess. Until I beat that stupid dragon and she sends us home. But you better do your damn job and heal me and stuff."\n\n"I kind of have to, that's the <i>whole point</i>," you say with a sigh as you lower your staff. \n\n"Whatever," Josh snorts as he turns and sets off for the cave, leaving you to scurry after him once you've finished rolling your eyes. "Alright, you're supposed to know about this nerd stuff, she said there were monsters in here. Like, what kind?" \n\n"Uh, well, assuming we're lowbie adventurers now like this is the start of one of her campaigns, probably simple monsters like... goblins and kobolds."\n\n"Goblins... aren't those the little like super-rapey green dudes?"\n\n"... Yeah no that's pretty much just that one series. I mean they probably are in some other stuff but I dunno about here. Probably not. ... Maybe."\n\n"Huh. So what the fuck's a kobold then?" he asks as the two of you approach the cavern.\n\nYou briefly get distracted by trying to think of how you're going to provide a light, and realize you know a spell to materialize a floating ball of light at the tip of your staff. Wow, you know a lot of spells. Maybe you're not actually total lowbies? Either that or Sima tried to give you variety to make up for being a kind of minimal party otherwise. You know a number of healing spells, mind-affecting spells, some other crowd control spells... oh, yeah, definitely not much for attacks, though. Like one or two, maybe, but they have long casting times and probably aren't the most effective things against tough stuff or large mobs. ... Yeah you'd kind of be screwed without someone else to deal damage for you, you think as you cast the light spell.\n\n"Hey!"\n\n"Oh, uh, sorry, I got distracted," you admit, giving Josh a sheepish look, then making a face when he glares at you. "Oh, right, kobolds, they're-"\n\n<hr>\n[["Kinda like small dragon people."|BullyIse1x4]]\n\n[["Weirdly sexual little wannabe waifus."|BullyIse]]

Well, with Sima right there, you're mostly thinking of the Pathfinder games she runs, so of course you blurt out that genre. You can see her grin. "Oh good, that's a good one, I was hoping you'd pick that! Alright then!"\n\nAnd suddenly you're... somewhere else. You blink repeatedly as you find yourself standing on a grassy hill in front of a cliff, with a cave opening not far off. You're wearing some sort of blue hooded robes and a pair of baggy white pants and black boots and have a long wooden staff in one hand, and Joshua's now kitted out in some sort of leather armor with a sword on his belt and a shield at his back. And Sima...\n\n... uh, Sima's kind of naked.\n\nLike, not literally naked. She's just wearing something very, very skimpy, a tight purple and black top that barely comes to the bottom of her small, pert breasts with detached sleeves, and a tiny little dual-strap bikini bottom that shows off the glowing red tattoo just above her crotch, as well as a pair of thigh-high boots. She's also got a frikkin' <i>tail and horns</i>... ... she's still wearing her cute nerd glasses, though.\n\n<img src="images/Sima.jpg">\n\n"Tada! Welcome to fantasy land, gentlemen!" she chirps, her tail flicking back and forth.\n\n"Wha...?! Wha...?! Wha...?!" you and Josh stammer in near-unison.\n\n"Ooo, you guys are getting in sync already, very good!" Sima declares, patting her hands together excitedly.\n\n"What the <i>fuck</i> is going on?!" Josh demands, his face flushed... probably mostly in anger, but he's definitely having a hard time taking his eyes off of Sima's more bared body too.\n\n"This is the bonding exercise! You two are going to go on a fantasy adventure together. The dread dragon Balphoria is gathering power for a ritual that will let her conquer the world, and you two have to help stop her. Together."\n\n"What?" you squeak.\n\n"Ayup! Unless both of you are at Balphoria's defeat, you'll be stuck here forever. Now, I've given Joshua here lots of physical buffs and combat ability as well as survival skills... but no healing abilities, no understanding of magic, and I'm guessing he doesn't have the most up-to-date or nuanced understanding of fantasy tropes and the hazards of a world based on D&D," Sima says drolly, Josh's face reddening again. "Jamie, on the other hand, has healing, support, and crowd management skills, but not a lot in the attacks department. He of course knows what's what with how this genre goes and what's likely to crop up. So, you-" she says, pointing both index fingers at Joshua. "Are likely to bleed out the first time you take a wound without him, or just set off a trap that drops a giant slab of stone on your head or something if you don't listen to him, and you-" she says, swiveling her fingers to point at you. "Are probably not going to live very long without his ability to beat shit up."\n\n"This is your bonding exercise?!" you yelp.\n\n"Yup! I like how that's still more outrageous to you than the fact that I can do all this. Girls are truly mystical and mysterious creatures to you by default, huh, Jameson?" Sima teases, tucking her hands behind her head and giving her hip a little jut to the side. Giggling even more at your blush, she continues. "Anyway! There's a dungeon right up ahead, I've seeded it with gold, magic items, and oh yeah, monsters obviously. You guys better get to it!" she chirps, before disappearing in a puff of purple smoke.\n\nJoshua just stares at the spot where she was for a moment... before snarling and wheeling toward you, seemingly unthinkingly snatching his sword out of its sheath. "This is all <i>your fault</i>! You're the one who got her to do this!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Run!|BullyIse]]\n\n[[Beg forgiveness!|BullyIse]]\n\n[[FUCK THAT AND FUCK YOU!|BullyIse1x3]]

While the sight definitely stirs your desire, you shake your head. "Uh, listen, Maya, I... I don't think I can..."\n\n"... Eh?" Maya blinks. "... Oh, I mean, we'll still do foreplay and stuff, I-"\n\n"N-no, it's just," you sigh, and decide to tell the truth... or part of it, at least. "Look, when I was buying them, I almost got caught by my aunt, and-"\n\n"Oh shit," Maya mutters, wincing. "Geez, I'm surprised you didn't drop dead of mortification on the spot."\n\n"Er, yeah." You shift in place. "Anyway to, uh, to keep from being caught I had to promise I'd go over to her place this afternoon, and-"\n\n"Right, I guess that's kind of a moodkiller." Making a face, your friend tugs her cutoffs up and buttons them back up. "Well good on you for not giving the game away. Um... maybe we can try again another day, huh?"\n\n"Y-yeah," you agree, slumping a little in relief that not only is she not mad, but apparently not intending to put an end to your new favorite friendly activity with her.\n\n"Okay then. Ah, guess you better go on over there then, huh?" She shifts awkwardly in place, leans in as if she might kiss your cheek, and finally thumps you on the shoulder. "See you later this week or something, okay?"\n\n"Okay," you agree, trying not to sigh again as you turn and head back out.\n\nIt takes you a little while to walk to your aunt's house, pressing the doorbell once you arrive. The door opens fairly quickly, your aunt grinning and stepping back to gesture you inside. The house looks pretty much exactly like it did the last time you were over, though there's no longer any sign of your cousin's habitation, obviously. You move to have a seat on the couch, blushing as you realize you're still holding the bag with the condoms.\n\n"So!" Aunt Lina says as she comes to stand in front of you, hands resting on her hips, a big smile on her face. "Just what lucky young lady were you buying those to use with? ... Hm, or guy?" she adds thoughtfully, tilting her head a little.\n\n"Girl!" you blurt, then blush even more, squirming in your seat. "... My friend Maya."\n\n"Oh, she's very pretty, and I think she's had quite the crush on you for awhile," Lina observes, making your brain do a bit of a record scratch. Somehow despite everything, that thought had never occurred to you. "Hm? But that package doesn't look opened, at least from here. Did you guys not wind up...?"\n\n"Er. Well... after seeing you, and you wanting me to come over, I guess I was nervous, and..." You trail off, shrugging.\n\n"Oh dear, you mean I was responsible for you not getting to fuck your cute friend?" Aunt Lina rests a hand against her cheek, then sighs dramatically. "Well that's just awful." Then her lips curl up in a smile again. "I suppose I'll have to make it up to you." With that, she unbuttons her jeans and pulls them open, peeling both them and her panties down at once.\n\n<hr>\n[[... whoa...|QOLina1x1]]\n\n[[Whoa whoa whoa!|QOMaya]]

You're not really sure how to deal with this situation, but since this seems to be the best outcome you could hope for at this point, you nod mutely and follow your aunt as she leads the way to the self-checkout. She swipes the condoms and then her driver's license as casually as could be, as if there were absolutely no challenge to it, then drops them in a bag and snags it before heading outside. Turning towards you, she holds out the bag, grinning as you sheepishly accept it.\n\n"Remember, come over as soon as you can. I'll phone and let your mother know you'll be having dinner with me. See you then, sweetheart," she adds with a wink before turning and sauntering off.\n\nYou stand there trying to recover from your near brain aneurysm, before hurrying off before someone with x-ray vision looks into your bag and points at you while making the body snatchers shriek, as you expect to happen at any moment. You knock at Maya's door once you return and she (dressed again) opens it to admit you. "Hey, did you get them?" she asks excitedly.\n\n"Uh. Yeah," you murmur, holding up the bag.\n\n"Mmf, great." Betraying her own eagerness, she unbuttons and shoves down her cutoffs again, showing that she's no longer wearing panties under them. "Great, let's do it!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Well alright then.|QOMaya]]\n\n[[You can't.|QOMaya2x7]]

Your mouth moves and your vocal cords work but you don't think what you're doing can rightly be called a reply.\n\nAunt Lina quirks an eyebrow... then reaches out to the rack of condoms and plucks a different box than you were reaching for down. "First of all, that brand is awful. These are better. Second, you shouldn't buy these here, for some reason they don't sell them to you if you're under eighteen."\n\n"... Uh..." You just know your entire face is fire engine red, but you still can't come up with a single thing to say.\n\n"So, simple solution, I'll buy these for you." She smirks and taps the tip of your nose with the box. "But after you see whoever you were going to use them with, come over to my house, alright? I've been lonely since your cousin went off to college, I could use someone to talk to."\n\n<hr>\n[[Nod.|QOMaya2x6]]\n\n[[Shake your head.|QOMaya]]

In the end, speed wins out over all other concerns. Hoping that maybe no one will actually be at the new self-checkout and you can just slip in and out without even being noticed, you start taking the series of cut-acrosses and back paths that will take you to the store in a matter of minutes.\n\nThe doors slide open ahead of you and you walk into the air-conditioned interior that smells faintly of every type of food the place contains as well as all the other various products, that distinctly grocery store smell. The condoms are... with the hygiene products, you guess? Slinking over towards the shampoo and shower gel, you glance at the aisles while trying not to look like you're looking for something, lest some wandering employee offer to help. After an eternal few seconds you spot the distinctive boxes with their proud conquering warrior logos and make your way over to them, furtively looking them over, then starting to reach out for one.\n\n"Hello, Jamie dear, doing a little shopping?"\n\nYou freeze completely in place... including, it feels like, your heart stopping. You slowly turn your head, looking at the somewhat curvaceous late-thirties woman standing nearby, one hand on her round hip. She flips some of her long brown hair over her shoulder with her other hand, her thin white blouse hugging full breasts, snug jeans showing off her figure as well.\n\n"Well? Whatcha doing?" your Aunt Lina asks, whiskey-colored eyes twinkling.\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, uh, uh, uh..."|QOMaya2x5]]\n\n[["Nothing!"|QOMaya]]

You have to admit, that's a pretty good incentive for a shy kid like yourself to do something so potentially embarrassing. Sighing, you sit up and adjust your underwear, blushing as you stand and move back over to your clothes. "Okay, okay."\n\n"Hurry back," Maya murmurs, laying back and slipping a hand under her panties, the outline of her fingers visible as she plays with herself. You stare for a moment, then swallow hard and hurry up with getting dressed.\n\nYou stop on Maya's front step though, hesitating again as you consider. There are several places you could go to get condoms, as far as you know. The nearest would be the grocery store just a block away... having been there many times over the years, you could get there and back in only a few minutes. The drawback? You've been there many times over the years, and more than a few people you know shop there regularly. The chance of being seen buying condoms by someone you know can't be dismissed.\n\nThe other option is the health clinic that's nearby. It'd take a little longer to walk there, but they do have a no-questions-asked policy. Still, you're almost sure to be seen there by someone who works there, and they might make polite conversation even if there are no questions asked. (Besides, no questions doesn't mean no judging looks either, does it?) A bit safer, but still having to be seen and taking longer to get there and back.\n\nYou suppose the absolute safest possibility, even though it would take the longest, would be to go to the school and use one of the machines in the bathrooms. The doors are unlocked during the day in the summer for various people who work during the summer and students doing summer activities, but the chance of being seen is almost zero.\n\nSo... where to get the condom from?\n\n<hr>\n[[Grocery store.|QOMaya2x4]]\n\n[[Clinic.|QOMaya]]\n\n[[School.|QOMaya3x1]]

Your mind is consumed by the desire to do something you've barely even dared to fantasize about. You reach out and rest your hands on Maya's breasts over her bra, squeezing carefully. You almost jump when she gives a soft 'mmf', but she quickly says, "No, it's fine." Nodding and blushing, you give another light squeeze, shivering as she runs a hand down your chest and rubs experimentally at your stomach. \n\nAfter a bit of you stroking at the upper curves of her tits and squeezing them through the bra, Maya brings her hands back to unclasp it and slip it off, baring her perky C-cups completely. You're a little more hesitant to touch them directly, but the sight of those stiff, puffy nipples soon tempts you too much. You cup her breasts directly now, feeling the hard nubs on your palms, hearing her moan at your touch. You suck in a hard breath as one of her hands cups you through your underwear, stroking and rubbing your stiff shaft through the thin material, moving down to rub your balls a bit as well.\n\nYou keep feeling like you might go off any moment just from that, but manage to hold on as your friend continues satisfying her curiosity of your prick while you toy with her breasts. Eventually you lean forward and wrap your mouth around one of her nipples, suckling and rolling your tongue as she moans. You almost think she's pulling away when she starts to move, but her other hand tugs you back with her as she lays back, guiding you to lay beside her so you can continue suckling her breast. You groan against her nipple as she finally fishes your cock out of your pants and starts stroking you directly, hand warm as she wraps her fingers around you and makes tugging motions towards herself.\n\nYou slide your hand down from her other breast and down the front of her panties, feeling Maya writhe against you lightly and hearing her whimper as your fingers slide over the hot, slick folds. You're not sure about actually pushing them inside her, so you just continue to rub at her entrance, getting a feel for the hot, wet, surprisingly smooth-feeling skin as your fingers slip across them. Maya's hips twist and buck lightly, her hand speeding up in its stroking of your cock. Between those two things it's not long before you're whimpering yourself and spurting your load all over her fingers and palm.\n\n"S-sorry," you murmur, squirming more as she draws her hand back to look at the white goo stretching between her fingers. "Um... did you?"\n\n"Er... twice, actually," she replies with a grin, before it turns into a mischievous smirk as she stares right at you while licking one of her fingers clean.\n\nYour eyes widen, then you grin as well. "So, uh... you wanna do some more?"\n\n"Yeah... but if we do the really fun stuff, we're gonna need some condoms, I guess," she says, scooting back a bit from you and sitting up. "You'll have to go buy 'em."\n\n"Me?" you squeak. "Why me?!"\n\n"Because if you wanna fuck me, you've gotta buy the condoms," she answers with a smug tone. "Call it my personal rule. ... That I just came up with," she admits with a giggle.\n\n<hr>\n[[... Fine.|QOMaya2x3]]\n\n[[What about oral?|QOMaya]]\n\n[[What about... the other hole?|QOMaya]]

You're not entirely sure what comes over you, but before you even really think about it the words "We could fool around" are slipping out of your mouth. Your eyes widen as you realize what you said, your face turning red. \n\nMaya stares at you, and you're expecting an incoming slap or screaming at you... but what you absolutely didn't expect is what she actually says. "Okay." Your jaw drops as she stands up and reaches for the hem of her shirt. \n\n"Uh." That's really all you can get out as you watch in utter shock as her hands come up, pulling the shirt up and off, revealing a fairly simple black bra hugging her perky tits. She drops the shirt aside, then unbuttons and unzips her cutoffs, sliding them down her legs and stepping out of them, revealing a rather small black thong. You can feel your cock stiffening as her slender legs move to step out of the cutoffs, the material of the thong hugging her sex closely. Straightening up, she looks at you, her own cheeks bright red.\n\n"... Well?" she prompts after a moment, shifting in place, arms twitching a bit as if she's resisting the urge to cover up.\n\nYou're not entirely sure you can do this... but you think you might be more afraid of embarrassing her and thus making her angry. So after a few moments of hesitation, you stand up as well, motions stiff and uncertain as you pull off your own t-shirt, then unbutton your jeans. You halt for just a moment more before leaning down to slide them down and tug your socks off at the same time. Straightening up, you manage not to cover the bulge in your underwear either, both of you standing there looking at ech other and occasionally glancing away, only to look back.\n\n"Right. So." Maya settles down to sit on the edge of her bed, then glances significantly at the spot beside her. You eventually make yourself move, going over to sit down at her side, both of you turning to face more towards each other. "How do you want to start...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Kiss her.|QOMaya]]\n\n[[Fondle her tits.|QOMaya2x2]]

Yeah, let's hit up the human world! The sooner you get there, the sooner you can start dominating cute human girls and expanding your realm! (This is obviously a completely normal thought for you to have.)\n\nYou tap that option, and at the end of the cave the opening, which had previously been a deep, impenetrable black, starts shimmering blue. You step through it and find yourself standing on the roof of a several story building, a warehouse of some sort from the general shape and look of it. You stroll over to the edge of it to look out over a nighttime city... you're not sure where you are, just a general deep urban environment, it looks like.\n\nAs you're considering, a handful of differently-colored arrows pop up, along with some text reading 'Mystical Observation: Active'. (Presumably you can set it inactive when you're not needing quest guidance.) One is a pale gray and reads simply 'Potential human prey'. Another is purple and reads 'Time Mana Nin', and a third is orange and reads 'Sin Run Nin'. Oho, so it looks like there's some guidance for finding humans to prey on too!\n\nHm, you kinda want to leap right into it by grabbing up a ninja girl... defeating a proper warrior and expanding your lair right away sounds fun! But maaaybe you ought to pounce at least one or two regular humans and get a bit more regularly powerful first, y'think?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go after the regular human.|QONA1x4]]\n\n[[Go after the Time Mana Nin.|QONA]]\n\n[[Go after the Sin Run Nin.|QONA]]

"I mean, can't you two make some sort of deal? Isn't that what you guys do all the time?" you suggest.\n\n"Well. Deals are sort of what demons do," Mal allows, straightening up.\n\n"And there's a reason a lot of people believe in a celestial bureaucracy," Shotiel agrees. He and Mal exchange a look, then nod and release their weapons, allowing them to disappear. "Alright, let's make a deal, Mal. And don't go trying anything with fine print, I didn't go to 112 years of Heavenly legal school to not be able to spot a clever loophole!"\n\n"Fiiiine," the red-skinned boy huffs, the two of them moving off to the side and huddling together, starting to speak in hushed whispers.\n\nThat... worked a lot easier than you expected. Feeling a bit awkward at suddenly not being part of the proceedings, you sit down on the side of the bed again, resting your hands in your lap and waiting. It takes awhile, but eventually the two of them turn and walk back over. "I think you'll be pleased to hear that we've worked out a deal that will please everyone!" Shotiel announces.\n\n"Yeah?" you reply hopefully, standing.\n\n"Yes. I'll take your soul to Heaven, and Mal will occupy your body here on Earth."\n\nYour jaw drops. "What?!"\n\n"It's best for everyone!" Shotiel chirps. "Mal will leave you alone... the important part of you anyway... and it will go up to Heaven where it can be a great help! Meanwhile Mal will get to walk the Earth and do all sorts of wicked things here, but we both think what the other gets is a fair trade for anything that occurs."\n\n"It's a great deal, glad you suggested it," Mal agrees, nodding enthusiastically.\n\n"B-b-but don't I get a say in it?!" you splutter, feeling your face go pale.\n\n"Not really, no," Mal answers evenly.\n\n"Technically you gave over large parts of your free will both when you performed the spell that summoned Mal and when you prayed to me for help," Shotiel explains. "So an agreement between the two of us as regarding your fate is binding without your input. Now, c'mon!"\n\nInstantly, both of them pounce towards you. In the moment before impact, you find yourself thinking 'But I need my-'\n\n<hr>\n[['-body!'|QOInc8x2]]\n\n[['-soul!'|QOInc9x1]]

You blink a few times as you wake up, then sit up and stretch, yawning. Reaching up to tousle your own hair and smacking your lips a few times, you slip out of bed, then pad over to stand in front of the mirror, taking in the view.\n\nOne of the concessions you got from Shotiel when you agreed to limit your powers while occupying a mortal body was a bit of a reality rewrite. Among other things you got to reshape the body more to your pleasing. It largely resembles your old demon one, but of course stripped of the demonic features. You've given yourself light brown skin in place of red, and your eyes are a shade of brown that vaguely resembles red. Slender and pretty, and with a big fat cock though, just like you like. You smirk at your reflection in the mirror, noting that you've been reduced to just a pair of slightly more prominent than usual canines instead of the several fangs you had before, but oh well.\n\n"Mallory! Come down to breakfast!" your mother calls from below.\n\n"On my way~," you chirp, turning and heading over to the dresser. Tch, you're still stuck with all of Jamie's possessions, including his clothes, though, Shotiel wouldn't give you that much reality rewrite allowance. Oh well, you can buy yourself some nice slutty stuff later! Jamie's things are actually just a bit baggy on you, but at least that means his jeans give some breathing room for your dick since you decide to go commando, and pick out a black long-sleeved shirt. Probably a little warm for most mortals, but even without the majority of your demonic abilities little things like temperature and denim on your bare dick and balls aren't going to bother you.\n\nYou practically skip down the stairs. The human world! Endless possiblities lie open before you! In the lower planes you weren't a particularly powerful demon, but up here, even reduced to the powers a flesh and blood body can properly contain, you can practically do whatever you want! You beam happily at your parents... well, they used to be Jamie's parents, but now they're allll yours! you think as you sit down. That's pretty new too... you technically had parents as a demon, but it was really more of a 'sire' and 'dam' situation, if you put it into mortal terms. You can see a lot of familial resemblance between Jamie and the hippy, full-breasted woman currently at the stove scrambling eggs, less so with the somewhat bookish-looking man reading the paper at the table, he shares more resemblance with the absent older brother. Of course you don't look like any of them, but they won't notice that.\n\n"So, Mallory, any plans for today?" your mother asks curiously as she glances over. "Since you seem a lot more energetic than before."\n\nHeheh, if she only knew~! Still, it's a good question! You consider as you snag a piece of bacon from the plate and munch it. (Oh wow food tastes sooooo much better up here!) The first thing you're going to do is...\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck your mother.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Fuck your father.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Go see one of your friends.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Go shopping.|QOInc8x3]]

"Oh, I'll probably go to the mall, y'know, just do some looking around," you reply cheerfully.\n\n"Alright, dear, do you need a ride?"\n\nYou almost smirk at that, since you wouldn't mind a ride with either of them, but have other pressing concerns at the moment. "Nah, I'll just walk!"\n\nBesides, you think a bit later as you head down the sidewalk. There's somewhere you need to go before you actually do any shopping, mall or otherwise. And that's Ramhart & Wolfe, one of the largest and most influential banks on the planet. A slightly less large and influential bank would probably hassle you for walking in looking like you do, scruffy-haired and in "commoner" clothes, but this one is actually big enough that a lot of the people who bank here wear whatever the hell they want and no one bats an eyelash. You make your way to one of the tellers, who only has the faintest blink of hesitation at the sight of a teenager before she says, "Yes, sir, how may I help you today?"\n\n<hr>\n[["I have an account I need a new card for."|QOInc11x1]]\n\n[["I need to access a safety deposit box."|QOInc8x4]]

"I need to access safety deposit box number 000006, please," you announce.\n\nShe quirks an eyebrow at the extremely low number, but turns to her computer and types in. "Yes sir, I see that this deposit box has a numeric code. If you could please type that in on the pad?" she asks, setting a number keypad on the counter in front of you.\n\nGiving her a cheerful smile, you tap in 46656 and enter. She checks her screen, then nods and stands up. "I'll just go get the key, sir, so if you'll wait for me at that door?"\n\nYou grin as you follow her down the hallway to the vault. Certain demonic organizations set up and maintain structures on Earth to aid any demon that manages to make their way up here and set up shop. Any demon with ambitions and a little bit of foresight is generally considered wise to hook up with at least one of said organizations in case they ever do get the chance, since it can be extremely helpful. You're of course expected to help out the organization in certain ways, both below and up here, but overall they generally consider spreading Hell's influence its own reward. It's unlikely Shotiel knew about these little caches of infernal artifacts stored across the world, or at least that you had access to them, or he probably would have made you not accessing them part of the deal. (Hm. Either that or he knew, but Jamie's soul was so valuable that he was willing to let you go without bringing it up so you'd be more likely to agree. ... Eh, nothing you can do about it now, if so.)\n\nAfter retrieving the large lockbox and having a security guard carry it to a small, comfortable private room, the teller and guard both step out and leave you to your privacy. You unlock the box and open it, grinning at the sight of its contents. Oh yes, you definitely made the right choice! Operatives are supposed to choose between one of the financial accounts or one of the caches of artifacts... what you're seeing in here really makes you feel like you picked the right one! You unload several of the magical tomes first, stacking them on the table next to the box, then sort through the assorted power gems, cursed implements, and enchanted jewelry.\n\nWow, there's a ton of great stuff in here... even on the lower planes some of this stuff would have been game-changing for you, though you can imagine some greater demon lord scoffing and tossing some of it in the trash. Heck, that's probably how it wound up in here... below they would have only been useful to struggling up-and-coming demons, up here they're insanely powerful in comparison to most of the magic you have access to. Hm, in fact... the sheer amount of magical power here feels kind of dangerous. You don't want to carry all of it around at once... imagine if you lost it! Or worse got hit by a car or something while carrying it, it would be like dropping a nuke on Deviville, which you're not so keen on since one, you'd die, and two, you live in Deviville now and do not want to nuke it.\n\nProbably better to just take the books and one sort of artifact with you in one of the tote bags provided by the bank. You can come back for the rest later, as you need it. So let's take the...\n\n<hr>\n[[Cursed daggers.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Enhancement bracers.|QOInc8x5]]\n\n[[Summoning jewelry.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Runelord lenses.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Charisma ring.|QOInc]]

You push back the sleeves of your shirt and fasten on the rather archaic-looking metal armor bracers... which, after a moment, shimmer and retract, sliding down and around your wrists and turning into a pair of rather pretty, slightly feminine matching bracelets that fit closely against your skin. 'Adaptive magic is a lovely thing,' you muse, holding them up and turning your hand back and forth as you look at one.\n\nAs said, this body's holding a lot of your demonic energy, but it's still strictly human, young, and untrained, limiting what you can do. These however will enhance your abilities, meaning you'll actually be able to use and focus a lot more magic... and probably actually be able to cast some of the spells in these books without spending weeks or even months studying and practicing. You look through them, then pick out one specializing in demonology and one specializing in mind magic before putting the others, and the rest of the items, back.\n\nAs you do, you ponder your next move. You really could go shopping, although since Jamie didn't have a lot of money the best you might be able to manage is a nice pair of panties. Or you could get right to looking through the books for likely spells to use... after all, the sooner you get to making yourself more powerful, the sooner you'll be able to afford <i>really</i> nice panties!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go shopping.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Study.|QOInc8x6]]

You'll just have to put up with using Jamie's wardrobe a little longer. Sigh. But best to bettering your lot from the start... your standard array of charms, probability nudges, curses, and other things will go a lot further with the bracelets, but having some actual spells and rituals at your command will go a lot further.\n\nOnce the lockbox has been returned, you carry the books to a nearby park and find a nice quiet corner to settle, casting a subtle charm on the area that will steer mortals away so that you won't get interrupted. Now, which book to start with...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Demonology.|QOInc8x7]]\n\n[[Mind magic.|QOInc]]

It might seem a little redundant for a demon to study demonology, but while <i>being</i> a demon gives you a certain insight and quite a bit of experience with these particular magics, actually working and casting them <i>as a human</i> is a different matter.\n\n'Hm, as a human,' you muse as you flip through the book. Which is really one of the major things... you're sort of in a weird state of being incubus-ish, but mostly as far as the universe is concerned you're a human. At the moment you're more of a magically powerful human who's just very incubus-like...\n\n... but you could fix that!\n\nThere are a number of spells in the book for changing mortals into various kinds of demons, and it would be relatively easy to cast one of them on yourself. Of course, if you wanted to go back to being some variety of sex demon, you'd actually have to have sex first. This body is <i>technically</i> a virgin... between the 'remake' Shotiel helped you do on Jamie's body, and the fact that demons and angels count in a weird iffy region for certain things anyway, well, this body has plenty of raw infernal power but basically no lewd-tinted energy. Soooo you'd have to fuck someone first... luckily, you have someone very convenient waiting for you at home, with your father gone allll day! Heheh.\n\nAlternatively, rather than going right to becoming a demon again, you could summon a demon. With the rituals and procedures in this book mingled with your innate understanding and experience, you could avoid pretty much any pitfall that mortal mages might trip into when attempting summonings... such as the one that Jamie and Maya tried that resulted in you. Pft, that one was so open it was amazing! You basically had all the choice in the world about when to appear and who to, and obviously picked the weaker-willed one and when he was at his most vulnerable. And here you are! But you won't make that mistake!\n\n... Of course there's always the off chance you could make some other, far less obvious mistake. But pft, surely that won't happen! It's just a question of whether you want to get back to being a demon yourself right away, or if you want to summon and control other demons first. You have to admit that's tempting, if only because, well, you've always wanted to be the one in charge... almost every demon dreams of being a demon <i>lord</i>, and that starts with commanding other demons!\n\n<hr>\n[[Focus on becoming a demon again.|QOInc8x8]]\n\n[[Focus on summoning a demon.|QOInc]]

Thinking about it, there are just too many good reasons to become a demon again as soon as possible. The added power and abilities here on Earth are important, as is avoiding that whole "mortality" thing, and even more important than that is that it will really give the finger to Shotiel that you did an end run around him locking you in a mortal form within twenty-four hours of being on Earth. But absolutely and utterly most important of all...!\n\n... you'll be able to reshape your clothes as you like.\n\nYes this is clearly the only sensible solution. So! Off you go back home to fuck your mother!\n\nI mean you just can't beat that convenience.\n\nAs you trot back into the house, your mother steps in from the hallway, smiling. "Oh, hello dear, back already? Did you find anything interesting?"\n\n"Eh, y'know," you reply with vague cheer as you set the books down nearby. Now hm, what's the best way to do this? Or rather, the most fun. You could put a fairly straightforward lust spell on her to put her into complete heat, orrrr you could just ramp up your sexual aura a little bit with the bracers to make her more receptive to you coming on to her. You saw an 'Incubus Cock Curse' in the book that might be fun... she'd grow a nice big cock that she'd be nearly powerless to resist using! Orrrr you could just be really straightforward and rape her. She'd enjoy it anyway, like her actual son she wouldn't be able to help herself... and once you were a proper demon again you could just wipe it from her memory, or command her not to tell anyone, or something like that.\n\n<hr>\n[[Lust spell.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Press for sex.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Cock curse.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Rape.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Get a little too wrapped up considering all this.|QOInc8x9]]

"How are we... descended from a demon?! How does that even work?!" you blurt.\n\n"Well, a very long time ago, back in Germany, one of our ancestors was a witch," your mother replies cheerfully, as if quite proud of that fact. "She summoned an incubus to act as her familiar, but eventually the two of them fell in sincere love. That's a very rare thing that hardly ever happens, but the fact that they both loved each other without reserve allowed them to conceive a child together."\n\n"Wait, that doesn't even make sense. Wasn't that, like, hundreds of years ago?" You frown. "Unless we were constantly getting new infusions of demon, wouldn't we be pretty much entirely human now?"\n\n"Demon genetics aren't so much 'genetics' as 'concepts', as far as we can tell," your mother answers, wiggling her index fingers in the air a bit, her tail copying the motion behind her. "So once the concept of 'you're part demon' was in our family line it pretty much just stuck around, so any time one of us gets the trait we're always half-succubus or half-incubus, rather than 1/128th or something. Though admittedly, there are a few occasions where the line crosses back over," she adds while smiling sheepishly, brushing a fingertip against her cheek.\n\nYou decide not to think too hard about that, just shaking your head. "So you're saying that even if I have kids with a human girl, and our kids marry humans, and their kids marry humans..."\n\n"Yes, there's a pretty good chance they'll still be half-incubus or half-succubus. The big theory is that if no one in the family manifests for two generations then the concept's probably died off, but until then, we have to watch everyone to see if they manifest sometime after entering puberty. I knew your brother was a full human by the time he was seventeen, but I admit I had a feeling this could happen to you any day now. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, dear," she says with a sigh, hanging her head slightly. "But like I said, I really hoped that it would pass you by, it's admittedly a lot of problems that you could probably do without."\n\nWell that's just great. High school <i>and</i> being a demon.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back.|QOFam1x2]]

"What does this even mean for me? Being a half-... incubus?!"\n\n"Well, for one thing, as you've already discovered you have a lot more control over your body," your mother answers, smiling. "You can pretty much get hard or soft at will, besides other things." While you're still blushing scarlet at your own mother talking about your control over your cock, she continues, "You'll also find you're in incredibly good health, and have close to unlimited stamina for just about everything. You're stronger and faster, though I'd discourage you from trying out for sports just yet... it can be a little difficult to control yourself down to a normal human level and you might get discovered. You do need to breathe but you can hold your breath for an exceptionally long time... I'd guess at your age and practice, maybe an hour or more? You heal incredibly quickly, you're effectively immune to disease or extremes of temperature, and you have a natural, in your case, masculine charisma that will project a sort of 'alpha male' sense to others that they'll respond to."\n\n"You make me sound kind of like a superhero," you murmur, flicking your eyes up towards your horns and mentally adding, 'Or maybe a supervillain.'\n\n"I suppose it is a little like that!" your mother says cheerfully, smiling brightly. "If you want to help others with your ability, that's certainly okay, though as your mother I urge you to be careful... we've kept our family secret all these generations and we wouldn't want it to get out now and cause trouble. But I suppose speaking of powers, as you get older, if you continue to use your half-incubus abilities, you'll find them growing stronger. You'll have the opportunity to learn magic and discover a lot of strange and interesting things about the world."\n\n"Magic? Powers? Seriously?" Your eyes widen some, then you frown thoughtfully. "As I get older... how old will I get?" you ask, suddenly aware that your mother actually looks pretty youthful for her age, even when she's not looking all... megaboobed.\n\n"Without something happening to you, Heaven forbid," your mother answers, briefly crossing herself, which looks kind of weird considering the horns and demon tail and that she has to reach across her immense tits to do so. "We're, ah... we're actually not entirely sure," she says, sheepishly brushing her finger on her cheek again. "Even the members of our family who turn out human tend to be very long-lived. One of your human great-uncles drank, smoked, and ate whatever he wanted and he lived to be 108. Most of the time the half-demon members tend to wander off to other pursuits and just sort of fade out of the knowledge of the rest of the family, or sometimes they become full demons and go off to live with other demons. I suppose that will be your path to discover."\n\nYou're a superpowered immortal. And you still have to go to high school. ... Unless...\n\n"You still have to go to high school," your mother supplies evenly.\n\n... You still have to go to high school and you're now fairly certain your mother can read your mind. Great.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back.|QOFam1x2]]

"So, wait, we're part demon... does that mean we're evil?" you ask, frowning. "Do we steal people's souls and stuff like that?"\n\n"I don't know about 'evil', really," Your mother says a little thoughtfully, glancing upward. "I go to church semi-regularly as you know, and I've never felt a burning sensation or had an angel appear to kick me out. Of course, I also don't go when I look like this, so I don't know," she adds, poking her tongue out a little and grinning in mild amusement. "It will change the way you look at things, though."\n\n"Huh? Like how?"\n\n"Wellllll, you'll probably tend to be more pragmatic and self-interested, especially when you're manifesting your demon traits," your mother says, obviously hedging just a little as she bobs her head side-to-side. "Moral problems don't seem quite as important most of the time and even moreso when you're being yourself, as it were."\n\n"You're saying we just... tend to be immoral?"\n\n"Amoral, darling, amoral," your mother, the English major, corrects as she holds up an index finger. "If you were inclined to be immoral you'd be pushed to do bad things because you enjoyed them and considered them normal. Amoral means you're simply less or not concerned with morals at all."\n\n"Okay, okay, amoral."\n\n"Yes, that's probably true. Not that there haven't been more than a few immoral members of the family over the years, but that's just bound to happen with any group. Now admittedly, it is <i>possible</i> for you to take souls, but that would really only be something you'd have to worry about if you were a succubus instead. It's quite possible for a young succubus to do that accidentally, but for an incubus like you, you'd have to deliberately trade someone for their soul with their agreement, so you don't have to worry about it."\n\n"A young succubus can do it... accidentally?" You blink, then frown. "Wait, Mom, does that mean you ever...?"\n\n"Ahahahaha," your mother laughs nervously, glancing up and away and brushing a fingertip across her cheek, a slight blush on her face. "You know, I don't recall at just this moment if that ever happened, but it's a silly question to ask, isn't it?"\n\n... Yup your mom totally ate some dude's soul.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back.|QOFam1x2]]

"Wait a second, if this is a family thing, does Dad know?!" you blurt.\n\n"Of course he does, dear," your mother answers in a reasonable tone, smiling gently. "When things started getting serious between us, I explained everything. Of course I wanted to make certain he was really interested in me for me first. When it comes to romance you don't want to risk either scaring the person off or attracting them for the wrong reasons by just saying 'I'm a succubus' right out of the gate, after all."\n\n"And you... had a normal relationship?" you ask, squirming awkwardly at asking about your parents' romantic life, particularly considering the overtones involved.\n\n"I like to think I've had a pretty normal life overall, really," your mother answers breezily, still smiling. "I mean, some of the stuff behind the scenes might be a little... lewd... but for the most part my interactions outside the family were fairly typical for a young woman of my day. I fooled around some in high school and college, but nothing terribly kinky or wild, maybe one or two adventures, but it wasn't like I had to rein myself in when I met your father and we started dating."\n\nAgain trying not to picture your mother's 'adventures', you squirm a bit in your seat. "But Will doesn't know?"\n\n"No, and I'd prefer to keep it that way, darling," your mother says with a bit of a sigh. "A life of complete normalcy was something I wanted for you both, and I'm sorry if it seems selfish, but if you can't have it at least he can." Then she smiles at you, just a little wanly. "But I promise it won't be so bad. After all, like I said, I've had a nice, largely uneventful life... admittedly helped out here and there by my abilities... the extent to which yours is typical or atypical is really up to you."\n\nYou nod slowly as you consider, then tilt your head. "How have your abilities helped out?"\n\n"Oh, little things, mostly. Succubi have a natural allure the same as incubi have their masculine charisma, for one thing. Men react fairly easily to my influence, women tend to defer to me a bit. I've never had a traffic ticket or an argument over a return at a shop, I've bought all of my cars and this house for surprisingly little, I have a lot of power at the PTA," she continues, counting off on her fingers. "I also have some ability to influence minds, so that's let me do things like help your father get promoted repeatedly. He's qualified for the position, of course, but I just help make sure he gets it."\n\nSo that's why your dad's bosses come over for dinner or barbecues so often, and why your dad tends to announce his promotions soon after. Whew, in the back of your mind you always couldn't help but think-\n\n"Welllll I may have done that a time or two as well, dear," your mother says sheepishly, grinning and blushing as she flicks her fingertip at her cheek. "One thing about being half-succubus, you don't have a lot of shame about that sort of thing."\n\n"... Please stop reading my mind."\n\n"I'm sorry, dear, I don't intend to, your thoughts are just particularly loud today."\n\n<hr>\n[[Back.|QOFam1x2]]

Fuck it. Last night felt <i>amazing</i>. Feeling lustful and shameless felt <i>incredible</i>. If you could start the process of becoming like that full time... becoming someone who fucks and gets fucked constantly and loves every moment of it... then you're going to grab hold and go for it. \n\nYou do spend a few moments cleaning up the evidence of last night's (and this morning's) emissions, as well as you're able. ... Well, c'mon, there's being shameless and there's being gross. And you're not shameless <i>yet</i>, after all, though you hope to be soon. Just imagining that is a little rush all its own... to feel <i>free</i>, confident and brazen like the Switchcubus did... imagine having that for yourself!\n\nYeah, you want it.\n\nYou also remember him giving you a suggestion, and after a bit of thinking, decide it's the best place to at least start, as long as your courage holds out. You consider a bit more and then get dressed... but pick out a pair of pants to wear without a rough inside instead of your usual jeans, since you decide not to wear any underwear. That and one of your usual toned-down long-sleeved shirts, your usual blending-in attire, though you guess you're intending to blend in with something more daring beneath. That's already getting at least a bit of a lewd start, right? \n\nIt certainly feels like it as you head downstairs to breakfast, intensely aware of going commando in front of your parents, but somehow managing to act intensely, heroically normal in front of them about it. (You never knew you could do such things. Wow. That's already kind of bolstering.) You even ask boldly to be dropped off at the mall since it's Saturday, assuring them that you can make your own way home and you'll be fine. The entire time your dad's driving you to the mall, you're thinking about how he has no idea you're going to walk inside and buy yourself some pretty girls' lingerie to wear around all day under your completely normal outer attire.\n\nThus it's pretty hard not to be sporting a hardon as you get out of the car and wave goodbye and head inside, but somehow you're just managing to control yourself... maybe the dream last night gave you some practice. Your courage almost fails you, however, as you walk in and see it's fairly crowded. All those <i>people</i>... what if they somehow <i>know</i>? You swallow hard, but manage to rally yourself and push ahead, making your way to... forbidden territory.\n\nThe lingerie store.\n\nNormally you'd feel too embarrassed to even look at it when you walk past, but today you're actually intending to go inside. You stop just outside of it and swallow hard again... but once more you rally and step over the threshold into the somehow subtly erotically-lit and colored interior.\n\nIf it were crowded you might not be able to manage it, but there's only one or two other shoppers in here, and none of them seem to be paying attention to you. You're torn between attempting to stride around confidently like you feel you should be in line with your hoped-for change, and radiating your 'don't notice me' aura as hard as you can, and finally settle for just walking around acting just almost normal.\n\nSomething catches the corner of your eye, and you turn. There's a display of 'build your own set' lingerie, where apparently there are numerous little bins of color-matched bras, panties, garter belts, and stockings, so that you can mix and match colors, sizes, and exactly how much of the set you want. ... Well. That's... convenient. But what caught your eye was that the display piece is almost the exact same purple as the Switchcubus's eyes, and there's plenty of bins of that color directly below it.\n\nGlancing around a bit nervously, you make your way over, and pick up a pair of the hot purple panties... thin little straps, two of them on each side, leading to a satin-like front and thong back, gleaming in the slightly dim, warm light. Another glance around, and you hold them in front of yourself. ... Yup, looks like they'd fit.\n\n<hr>\n[[Get the panties.|QOSw3x1]]\n\n[[Get the whole set.|QOSw1x2]]\n\n[[Aaaa it's too much run for it!|QOSw]]

You give a sniffle, tears still streaming down your cheeks and streaking through the dust on them as your owner drives his cock into your ass, driving you forward against the crate he's got you bent over. The piglike demon's bloated, wrinkled sack slaps against your dangling, limp cock and balls as you stare off into the night across the Hellscape, not particularly seeing it.\n\n"Oy, 'e ain't cried proper in a week, 'e 'asn't!" your owner grunts as he thrusts forward and begins spilling his load into you. "Right shame it is, always got me a little extra twitchy it did. 'Ere boys, may as well 'ave a quick go and toss him back in if 'e ain't gonna be proper fun!"\n\nLaughing and chortling, the rest of the slaver company steps up to take their turns, pumping away at you and using you as a cumdump one by one. Apparently an untransformed human is enough of a rarity that they'd all rather make use of you for the night's release even if you're not "fun" anymore. Once the last of the six is done, he grabs you by your iron collar and lifts you into the air, briefly choking you before you're tossed back into the large cage cart with the other slaves. The lesser demons all scoot away from you a bit, huddling on the other side of the cage... although they're no doubt grateful that you're getting fucked more often in their stead, the leader of the company made it clear what would happen to any of them that "contaminated" his prize acquisition somehow.\n\n"Prolly for th' best, boss, you wuz gettin' a mite attached, thought ye'd never start lookin' for a buyer for serious."\n\n"Aye, aye, might be I was," the leader grunts in an almost reminiscing tone, before he snorts. "Well, no need to worry, we'll get 'im sold good as anythin' now."\n\n"'Ow 'bout ol' Lord Grimmari, boss? 'Im what does those big sacrifice festives every five 'undred marks?"\n\n"Ah, right you are, bucko me lad. Bet ol' Grimmari'd pay a pretty price to 'ave a jin-yoo-wine human to cut th' 'eart out of on 'is big ol' pyramid 'e would!"\n\nYou can't help it, you start laughing quietly. The pig demons don't seem to notice, and your cagemates all just stare at you and then edge even further away. Cut your heart out, huh? Well, Lord Grimmari's going to find he's been cheated.\n\nYour heart's been gone for awhile now.\n\n<b>Jamie and Mallory</b> end - <i>The price of distrust</i>\n\n

"Alright, Sandra," you say aloud, though keeping your voice down so hopefully you won't be heard outside the room. "Here's the deal. A succubus passed this curse to me, and now I've passed it to you. I'd feel worse about it except that I'm 100% sure you'd do the same thing to me," you add, smirking a bit as you can feel her outrage growing (along with a definite sense of 'you bet your ass I would!'). "So here's the deal. I'm pretty sure I can break the curse and return you to normal... but, only if you'll agree to be my loyal slave."\n\nYou actually flinch a little at the sheer intensity of the rage that starts boiling off the plush, and after a second you give her a shake, her smirky little head wobbling limply back and forth. "Hey hey <i>hey</i>! Listen you, it's either that or I'll toss you in a box in the back of the garage! That what you want, an eternity of carboard and water damage?"\n\nThat seems to make her settle down quickly, with the emotional equivalent of a fairly meek 'no'. "Yeah, that's what I thought. So listen, you either agree to this whole... magically binding thing and I'll dispel the plushie curse into that, or maybe I'll just dress you up like a spaceman and drop you off at Toys For Tots or something."\n\nYou can feel her sulking on that for a bit, before eventually she sends strong enough acceptance that you're sure it counts as an agreement. You're not sure <i>how</i> you know what to do, other than that Vex said you probably would, but you wrap a hand around the amulet around her neck. Partially absorbing the power fueling it and partly channeling it back into her, you simultaneously break the plushie curse and establish your mastery over Sandra. The amulet and the white lace choker disappear in a flash, and in its place around her neck appears a little winding series of glowing pink lines with a heart at the front of her throat. Her body rapidly expands outward again, reversing its previous transformation much like yours, although when she becomes human she looks just like she did before... well, plus the glowing collar on her neck, though that's already faded to be less noticeable. Instantly she shoves you back with both hands, clapping her thighs together to try and hide her pussy. "You pervert! I'll get you for this!"\n\n"Shut up," you order her a bit flatly.\n\nInstantly her mouth closes so firmly her teeth click together, Sandra's expression turning alarmed.\n\nSmirking, you continue. "Take off your nightie, fold it up, then bow down to me in apology."\n\nGrinding her teeth, Sandra nevertheless stands up and pulls the white lingerie off over her head, her tits dropping free. She folds it up and sets it on the floor by your feet, then sinks to her knees and bows forward until her hands and forehead are on the floor, her bare ass lifted up in the air. ... Yup, this is for sure going to be fun. You've gone from being mad at Vex to actually pretty grateful to her... this is amazing! "Okay, you can talk again," you say. "Just keep your voice down. ... And keep bowing for the moment."\n\n"... Nnnngh..." Sandra snarls, wiggling in place, bare ass shaking a bit. "H-how dare you, you little worm...!"\n\nGosh! Worm, how dare she? She needs-\n\n<hr>\n[[-an attitude adjustment.|QOVex]]\n\n[[-a punishment.|QOVex]]\n\n[[-some breaking-in.|QOVex]]\n\n[[-incentive.|QOVex]]

'Put me in your bag, put me in your bag, put me in your bag,' you start thinking firmly at Maya.\n\nAt first there's absolutely no response, and you're worried that maybe your Vex-given ability doesn't work after all, or at least doesn't work on Maya. Then you notice that she's sort of squirming, and that once or twice she sits up and looks towards her bag like she's considering it, but that then she squishes you tightly against her chest again. Oh, apparently it's just that she <i>really</i> likes plush you and doesn't want to give you up. Still, for this to work, you've got to be in her bag ready to go the next time she leaves the house and hangs around other people. So you redouble your efforts, and eventually Maya sighs and gets up, walking over to open the flap on her messenger bag and tuck you inside... but so that your head's still poking mostly out, as if you were peeking above the rim of it. "Guess I <i>probably</i> shouldn't sleep with you, even as much as I want to," she says with a sigh, flipping the flap closed but so that you've still got a view of part of the room.\n\nBoy she must really like plushies, you never knew!\n\nIt's difficult to go back to being completely immobile and helpless again, but at least this time you (sort of) have company, getting to watch Maya as she goes about the rest of her day, listening to music, watching a movie, and uh... eventually getting undressed. You can't really do anything about being put in a voyeur's position even if you wanted to, since you can't even close your eyes, you're instead just obligated to keep watching as Maya bends over and slips her shorts down, practically wiggling her ass at you and unknowingly showing off her bare pussy, then straightening up and pulling her shirt off, large breasts dropping free and then shaking as she turns and pads barefoot into the attached bathroom. You hear the shower running for awhile, and when she emerges she's still naked (obviously) and toweling herself down, another towel wrapped around her hair. Admittedly the fact that she's going about this all completely normally and not trying to be sexy about it at all makes it even hotter, somehow... she really has no idea that you're really, well, you, and partly seems to have forgotten about plushie-you entirely. So you have a fairly good view of her as she finishes drying off and... proceeds to flop right into bed and turns the lights off.\n\nA few moments later you can hear her moaning softly, and a slight wet sound. Every so often you'd almost think you hear her quietly say, "Jamie..."\n\n.......................................................................................... That's really weird.\n\nEventually the sounds cease, and everything goes quiet and... ... well, turns out you don't really sleep. Guh, this is torture! You're definitely going to have to urge Maya to go out for the day like as soon as she wakes up and gets dressed, you'd go crazy after very much longer of this!\n\nYou pass the night largely in boredom, with a bit more, well, excitement as Maya wakes up and apparently again lets off some more steam rather audibly before getting up and getting dressed. You start thinking at her that it's a good day to go out, but not particularly hard... it won't do you much good for her to feel like she has to go before the mall even opens, gets bored herself, and leaves again. So you just kind of try to put the idea in her mind that she wants to go out when she can.\n\nIt takes awhile but eventually Maya does get dressed a bit more thoroughly than her 'hanging around the house' wear (which, once more, treats you to a view of her briefly getting naked) before snagging her bag and heading out. It's almost a relief just to be seeing a bunch of different stuff as she walks to the mall, and admittedly it's sort of fun to be hitching a ride in Maya's bag like some sort of pet or... magical girl familiar or something. 'Okay,' you think as Maya enters the mall and you start looking around as best you can without being able to turn your head. 'I need someone that I might at least potentially have some connection to so I can hopefully influence them, but that I... ... well, that I wouldn't mind getting turned into a plushie,' you admit.\n\nSomeone like...\n\n<hr>\n[[... a bully.|QOVex5x3]]\n\n[[... Maya's super annoying friend.|QOVex8x1]]

There's a particular bully you're kinda-sorta hoping to see... Sandra. She hasn't actually done anything in a long time, but you <i>used</i> to be one of her targets, and hopefully that's enough. Or maybe you're just hoping that Vex has actually given you the power to finally wreak some payback. (Weirdly enough as you think that, there is a bit of a tingling from where she poked you on the belly. ... Could it be?)\n\nYou're distracted as you finally spot exactly who you're looking for... Sandra, pretty with her strawberry blonde hair in its long immaculate braid, designer pink clothes, nice body, perfect skin, all that jazz. Looks like she's already been shopping plenty and has put down her bags to stop and talk with some of her similarly perfect-seeming friends from school, most of whom you also live in fear of. But you guess you're going into the belly of the beast or... at least one of her shopping bags. You've been trying to prepare yourself to focus and really direct more of a command than a suggestion all through that long, boring night, and now you give it a try, trying your best to just really <i>make</i> Maya go over there and slip you into one of Sandra's bags.\n\nMaya jerks to a halt where she'd been walking, and after a moment turns and heads towards the other group, her motions having taken on a slight shuffling gait as she pulls you out of her bag. You briefly catch a glimpse of her face and see that it's sort of blank, her eyes glazed over and mildly empty. Still, she manages to casually slip you into one of Sandra's clothes bags as she goes by without anyone seemingly noticing, since you don't hear any demands to know what she was doing. ... You also wind up laying on top of some brand new lingerie. Apparently Sandra's tastes for the expensive and pretty (and pink) aren't just for the bits that everyone gets to see.\n\nYou're jostled around as Sandra picks up the bag again, and over the course of her carrying the bag get pretty thoroughly tangled up in her brand new undies. Admittedly it's kind of an interesting sensation to be practically engulfed in such soft, naughty garments when they're so much bigger compared to you. You can hear Sandra and her friends talking (including a few "uncharitable" comments about Maya since they apparently did notice she was there, just not her dropping you off), which just further renews your determination to use her to rid you of your curse. How dare!\n\nEventually you hear her bidding her friends goodbye, and then car doors opening and closing. Then, after enduring some really, really painfully generic popular top ten billboard music (okay some of it bops a little), the car doors open and close again, and you can feel yourself being carried up stairs. Finally the bag is set down on a slightly more yielding surface, and a hand reaches into the bag, bumping your head. There's a pause, then Sandra's hand wraps around your arm and pulls you out, a pair of her new panties dangled on your head a bit like a hat.\n\n"What the...?" Sandra frowns, quickly knocking the panties off of you and back into the bag, then putting her hands around your middle. "Where'd this come from? I don't remember anything about a free gift, and this would be a dumb one anyway!" She squints a bit at you as she brings you closer to her face, giving your cotton-stuffed middle a slow, almost threatening squeeze. "... looks kinda familiar..."\n\nYou'd probably be sweating if you could, brief visions of your middle being ripped open and fluff tossed everywhere flitting through your mind. But after a moment Sandra holds you down and out at arm's length again. "Eh... I guess it's <i>kind</i> of cute? Well, whatever," she adds, tossing you on the bed before returning to unpacking her purchases.\n\nWhew. Okay, now to try and influence her into... well, having sex with you so you can pass the curse to her. You start sending 'Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me' at her, despite the embarrassment lurking in the back of your mind... to no effect. Sandra doesn't so much blink crosswise, let alone look like she's getting turned on. Every so often you do think she glances at you, but she always just snorts a little and looks away again.\n\nDang! Do you not have enough of a connection to her to influence her?! This could be bad. Really bad. You try to refocus and attempt it again, more like the firm command you gave Maya. You just almost think it might have hit at least a little as Sandra blinks and glances towards you... but then she just picks you up and shoves you onto the nearest shelf, apparently as the last of her shopping to be put away. Argh!\n\n<hr>\n[[Give up.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Wait and try again.|QOVex5x4]]

Well, she is basically your oldest friend (and one of the only people it doesn't feel a bit presumptuous to call a friend), best not to leave her hanging just in case it is important. You pop open the textmail app and type your passcode, then tap Maya's name.\n\n'You really need to come over today. We need to talk about something. Get here ASAP.'\n\nHuh. That... does sound kind of urgent. Better do it then. You send a quick confirmation and then get dressed, a little sadly abandoning your plans for the day's lewdness, but hey, some things come first.\n\nMaya lives pretty nearby, and when you knock on the door she answers almost immediately. She's your age, with black hair cut shortish in back with two long forelocks that have their tips dyed purple, and a pretty, pale face with dark purple lipstick and purple eyes. (Contacts, obviously... though you can't remember the last time you saw her without them so you generally think of her as having purple eyes anyway.) She's dressed fairly goth, as usual, with a loose long-sleeved black shirt that still does nothing to hide her rather ample chest for the girls in your classes, and snug black denim cutoffs, her legs sheathed in black thighhighs either for fashion or acknowledgement that it's fall.\n\n"Hey, come in," she says in a slightly strange tone, stepping back and gesturing you inside. You step in, and she turns to head up the stairs to her room, you following along by reflex. "My parents will be out all day, we're the only people here, so we can talk freely," she adds.\n\n'What an odd thing to say,' you muse to yourself, but just follow her into her room, which is similarly gothy and kind of nerdy, though it looks like she straightened things up a fair bit.\n\nMaya turns back to face you, and opens and closes her mouth a few times, as if having difficulty finding out where to start. Finally she just blurts, "I saw the video!"\n\nYour mind stays blank for a moment. Video? What video? Maya is such a part of your wholesome, normal life that for a moment there's just a complete mental disconnect between that and the lewd things you did yesterday. Then it clicks in that there's only one possible video she could mean, with the way she's acting, and your face goes bright red. ... Still... "Um. What video?" you manage to squeak.\n\nShe gives you a 'Really?' look, folding her arms under her chest. "The video you put on GoingWilder."\n\nIf you were more collected or quippier your response might be something along the lines of 'Girl what were <i>you</i> doing <strike>at the devil's sacrament</strike> on GoingWilder?', but currently your brain's somewhere between crashed and full kernel panic, so you just say "Oh."\n\nThe two of you stand there for a few moments, before you clear your throat. You decide not to bother denying it, and instead say, "So, ah, how did you know it was me? With... the mask and all."\n\nShe raises an eyebrow. "Well, four things, really. I recognized your hair," she begins, sticking out a finger with each point. "I recognized your eyes, and I recognized the shirt you were wearing... over that really pretty bra," she adds with a murmur, her cheeks coloring as her eyes flick towards your chest. "Are you, ah... are you wearing it right now?"\n\n"Um. No. ... It had my cum all over it. And grass stains," you admit sheepishly, not sure what to think of the look in her eyes. "... What was the fourth thing?" you ask after a moment, unable to help your curiosity.\n\nShe looks at you for just a second, then turns her head a bit and whistles. There's an immediate response of jingling metal and claws tapping on hardwood, and Haunter comes trotting in with his tongue lolled out and tail wagging, his ears perking in apparent recognition and tail wagging even faster as he spots you.\n\n"Oh," you say rather faintly. "Well. ... Yeah that'd do it. I thought that voice sounded kind of familiar."\n\n"One of my cousins had to move to Japan, so Haunter is staying with us indefinitely," Maya notes dryly. "Yesterday was the first time I was able to take him out for exercise. Apparently you gave him plenty," she adds, with a tone that sounds both amused and a little something else.\n\n"... Um. Yeah," you murmur, blushing, and trying not to let your gaze be drawn to anywhere on Haunter's body that might further incriminate you, not that there's much further to go. "S-so... are you gonna tell anyone?"\n\n"What? No," she says with a blink, as if it had honestly never crossed her mind. "I mean, no, obviously, I don't wanna get you in trouble. But, uh... to say I was shocked is... well, it's an above British level of understatement at the least. I guess I'd at least like to know what, uh... <i>inspired</i> you to do such a thing."\n\n"... The wearing lingerie, the jerking off in public, the getting fucked by a random dog, or the uploading it to a dark web app?" you ask.\n\n"That... whole... thing you just said," Maya replies, waggling a finger in a little circle towards you. "All of that."\n\nRight... so... what to tell her?\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell her everything.|QOSw1x7]]\n\n[[Leave out the fantastic stuff.|QOSw]]

'Give me to Maya, give me to Maya,' you focus on thinking at your mother.\n\n"Ah... this must be a present for Maya," she says almost immediately, surprising you at just how readily she takes the idea. Tucking you under an arm, she heads downstairs, tsking aloud. "Honestly, if that boy had any idea how he's teasing her with something like this..."\n\n... Eh? What's that supposed to mean? Teasing? Why would giving Maya a plushie version of yourself be teasing her? You're mostly confused about that all along the drive over, since luckily your mother seems to have accepted the idea that you need to be given to Maya immediately, rather than at the first opportunity. Soon she's knocking on the door, and luckily it's Maya herself who answers, your dark-haired, mildly goth childhood friend blinking a bit. "Oh, hey ma'am, what's up?"\n\n"Here, dear, Jamie got you a present," your mother says, hesitating only briefly before holding your little plush body out towards Maya with both hands.\n\nThe aborted squeal Maya gives does nothing to ease your confusion but does definitely stroke your ego as she accepts you and starts almost cooing. "Oh my gosh it's so <i>cute</i>! It's the cutest thing I've ever seen!" she gushes, hugging you tightly to her (fairly impressive) chest and swaying back and forth a bit, crushing your little stuffed self up against her. "Thank you! I mean, I'll thank him, or, I mean, thank you for bringing it!"\n\n"Yes, you're welcome dear," your mother says with a tolerant grin, waving before heading back to the car.\n\nMaya turns and carries you inside, giving you several very enthusiastic kisses on the face with her purple-glossed lips as she does. "You are just the cutest thing ever, maybe only slightly cuter than the real thing," she declares as she carries you into her room. Huh? What? You don't understand what that means. What could that possibly mean? In any event she carries you into her room, and immediately flops on the bed, still cuddling you. "Mmmm... god, I just wish I could cuddle the real thing this way," she says with a sigh.\n\nWhat does that <i>MEAN</i>?!\n\nA-anyway, ignore that for now! You've gotta put the next step of your plan into action!\n\n<hr>\n[[Get Maya to fuck you.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Get Maya to put you in her bag.|QOVex5x2]]

"I mean, maybe let's give the dream journal a try, just at first," you say slowly. "If it really does work, then we can probably have all sorts of fun with it without, y'know..."\n\n"Risking getting caught? Yeah, that's a good one... although, y'know, we could still do some real things too," she murmurs, blushing again, before clearing her throat.\n\n"But you wanna try it tonight?"\n\n"We may as well. Did you bring it with you?"\n\n"No, I'll run home and get it real fast," you assure her, hurrying out. (It may be your imagination but it seems like Haunter's tail droops at the realization you won't be getting on all fours for him.)\n\nIt doesn't take long for you to get home, announce in passing that you forgot something, and snag the dream journal. (And, after a bit of thought, your lingerie, putting them and the journal into a messenger bag for carrying. Maya would have a much easier time washing them without suspicion, you imagine... and you're kind of getting the feeling she might like getting her hands on them anyway.) You head back over, venturing the idea to her, and feel a little validated at just how quickly she agrees to have them cleaned for you and practically snatches the bags out of your hand.\n\n"Anyway, this is it," you say, producing the dream journal and holding it out.\n\n"Whoa. It's pretty. And a little creepy," Maya admits as she accepts it... and immediately blinks. "Huh."\n\n"What is it?"\n\n"Probably nothing, just that this binding feels a lot like this other book my sister gave me, just... bumpier. Newer, maybe, the one Baal gave me is really old," she adds as she turns the book over in her hands a few times.\n\n"Huh," you muse, then blush just a little as she flips it open and reads what's already written there.\n\nMaya seems rather intent for a moment, before she moves over and gets out her own gel pen, a sparkly dark purple one that she uses to write her name above yours on the inner cover with a flourish. "There. Now we'll see if we both wind up sharing the same dream."\n\n"Okay, so... what do we dream about?" you say slowly.\n\nShe seems to consider that for a moment, then says, "Okay, here's how we'll do it. We'll decide the first one together, as a sort of test, to make sure it really works and that we do both share the dream. After that, if it works, we'll trade off. One of us will take it each night, and write whatever they want to dream about with the other." She looks almost stern as she says, "And Jamie, I mean <i>whatever</i> the other one wants. Don't hold back or be squeamish, okay?"\n\n"Er... well... okay," you agree with a nod. "But what should we dream about tonight?"\n\nMaya considers again, then says, "Maybe you should ask to dream about the, ah... 'Switchcubus' again. Not the thing about choosing a new form, but just the same demon. If he recognizes you and says distinct things, and we both remember them, that would definitely confirm it's real."\n\nYou nod, but a little uncertainly. She's got a good point, if you dreamed about the exact same Switchcubus again, that seems like it would be plenty proof. But if it is real, and he's real... well, you did kind of skip last night's meeting with him. What if he's mad, or something?\n\n<hr>\n[[Dream about the Switchcubus.|QOSw]]\n\n[[Dream about something else.|QOSw]]

"I think I'd like to try the Tasting Bar," you say with a nod.\n\n"Oh excellent, sir, I'm sure you'll enjoy it! Right this way please," she says, walking over to the only other door in the room and opening it inward, gesturing you ahead.\n\nYou walk forward, and find yourself standing in a room that's a strange combination of a classy upscale pub and an ice cream parlor. You glance around at the mingled decorations, a joining of dark wood, brass, and clean white surfaces, before making your way over to the actual bar which features a number of taps, machines, and an actual ice cream station. As you hop up onto one of the stools to sit, a familiar figure pops up from behind the bar, her huge tits jiggling and threatening to spill out of her low-cut top. "Hello~!"\n\nYou blink in surprise. "Tandy?"\n\n"Well if it isn't the cute boy from yesterday." Tandy's eyes sparkle in amusement as she tilts to the side, jutting her breasts out so she's got room to put an elbow on the counter and resting her chin on it. "You know I was hoping to ensnare you and turn you into something fun, but looks like someone got to it before me. Oh well, I guess now you can partake of some of my concoctions for yourself, huh?"\n\n"So you make the transformative food and drink?"\n\n"Well, not all of it. I do supply this place with a fair amount of fun things and it's where I get to try out a lot of my new creations, although some of the fun's taken out of it since you'll get reverted after a while," she adds with a cute pout. Then she shrugs with another titwobble and adds, "But still <i>some</i> fun! I'm in charge of the Tasting Bar and some of it's 'guest treats' rather than my own creations. Anyway! Since it's your first time, let me give you the rundown," she says, bending briefly to pick up a laminated menu and proffer it. "We have a rotating and expanding menu of what's available. Ordering 'ala carte' means you just try the item by yourself, ordering 'full course' means that you get to experience a more full treat, sometimes with assistance from others, sometimes with other tasters."\n\nYou glance over the menu, noting that not everything has both options, but also, "The descriptions don't actually say what they do."\n\n"Part of the fun of finding out," Tandy practically purrs. "Besides, a fair few of them are pretty obvious, if you have enough of a devious mind. Oh, and obviously you could bring friends here for tastings if you wanted," she adds, wagging a finger in the air. "Of course, if you wanted to bring a human and then leave them to their transformed fate, I'd be grateful and could certainly dig up a reward for you!"\n\nYou consider that, but mostly you're perusing the menu. You are here already, after all, may as well try something right away!\n\n<hr>\n[[Blueberry Cordial ala Carte.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Blueberry Cordial Full Course.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Milky Malt.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Double Milky Malt.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Triple Milky Malt.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Donkey Rum ala Carte.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Donkey Rum full course.|QOMaster]]

You decide to enjoy the amenities of your home.\n\n<<if $bedroom is "base">>You have a fairly basic bedroom. It has a smallish bed and a nightstand. There's not much to do in it other than [[jerk off|FGWBaseBedroomJerkoffEve]]*. Not too exciting, but you guess it's nice to know you won't get caught.<<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better">>You have a refurbished bedroom. You guess there's a couple of things to do [[in there|FGWBetterBedroomEve]].<<endif>>\n\n<<if $bathroom is "base">>You have a fairly basic bathroom. It has a sink, a toilet, and a shower, all straightforward in function. The most exciting thing to do in there is, well, [[jerk off in the shower|FGWBaseBathroomJerkoffEve]]*. At least here you know you won't slip and crack your head open!<<endif>>\n\n<<if $kitchen is "base">>The house has a very basic kitchen with a simple refrigerator, pantry, and stove. Since it's evening you could <<if not $cecicooks>>[[ask Amooya to make you lunch|FGWBaseKitchenDinner]]*<<else>>[[ask Cecilia to make you lunch|FGWBaseKitchenDinner]]*<<endif>>, not that it will be anything exciting.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $basement is "empty">>The house has a basement, but it's empty save for a small assortment of boxes and piles of discarded stuff. <<if $basementsearchcompleted is false>>You guess you could [[look through those|EmptyBasementSearchEve]] to see if there's anything worthwhile.<<else>>You're pretty sure you've found everything of interest.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $basement is "furnished">>You've had the [[basement|BasementFurnishedEve]] furnished, so there should be some stuff to do down there.<<endif>>\n\nThe barn outside can hold <<if $barn is "base">>two<<endif>> monster girls<<if not $barnoccupied>>, but it's empty right now. The only thing to use it for is a quiet, private place to do [[solo lewd stuff|FGWBaseBarnLewdsEve]]*.<<else>>. You can go and visit [[the barn's inhabitants|FGWBarnVisitEve]]*.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $pool is "none">>You don't really have any other usable features to the house right now.<<endif>>\n\nYou guess you could also just [[go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[day amenities|FGWLeisAmenitiesDay]].<<endif>>

That thought makes you perk right up. Oh heck yeah, you would look <i>so fuckin' cute</i> in girls' clothes! You'll have to do something about your hair too, maybe buy some makeup... oh, you should even out your piercings eventually, at the least, huh? But you've heard that places at the mall are terrible for that, you probably ought to go to an authentic body art place for that. \n\nYou take a stroll around, eventually making a beeline for a place that seems to be one of those more trendy places catering mostly to girls your age, that sort of "hipster prep" style of clothes. It's a good place to start figuring out what you like, anyway! The staff seems curious and then a little shocked when you're so up front about being there to shop for yourself, but a few of your new easygoing smiles seem to immediately win them over and turn them outright enthusiastic. Soon they're discussing what colors look best on you, which luckily seems to be "pretty much anything"... your tendency to be sort of neutral as far as natural coloration works in your favor there, it seems.\n\nOne of the girls even offers to do your makeup, going the 'you can barely tell it's there' route and nevertheless managing what you think is a pretty fantastic effect, making you look much prettier with soft, full pink lips and sort of dewy brown eyes. You settle on a small selection of clothes, then head into the dressing room with the employees permission so that you can wear a few of your purchases out. You emerge wearing a white-sleeved blue shirt that drapes off one shoulder, showing off the thin strap of the sports bra style undertop (not that you have anything for it to cup, but it still fits and the girls said that it completed the look). You also picked out a fairly simple black skirt that shows off quite a bit of your legs, which have been further enhanced by deep blue thigh-high stockings matching the color of the shirt. (You're still wearing your old sneakers, you'll have to see to new shoes next thing.)\n\nOnce you've paid and collected your bags, exchanging cheerful parting pleasantries with the employees, you trot out of the store, taking a deep breath and letting it out. Oh yeah, this feels <i>really</i> good, wearing what you really want to wear and that makes you look cute... hell, not just cute, sexy. You feel fantastic! Of course as you're standing there exulting, you notice someone looking at you. Most people seem to be passing by without a first glance let alone second, but no, there's definitely someone eyeing you now.\n\n<hr>\n[[It's a girl you know!|QONile7x5]]\n\n[[It's a guy you know!|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a really cute girl you don't know!|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a really cute guy you don't know!|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a bunch of cute girls!|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a bunch of cute guys!|QONile]]

So yeah okay maybe you're easy, but the promise of undreamed-of carnal delights and a succubus girlfriend is way too good to pass up. With hardly any hesitation you grab the little plastic pendant and yank it off, then yelp and drop Vex onto the bed as she immediately starts expanding in your hands. She rapidly starts taking on more realistic proportions, her waist thinning and body shape smoothing out as she grows larger. And speaking of growing larger, her breasts steadily inflate, rounding outward, the top covering them growing at a rather slower rate and rather less, leaving her tits constantly looking like they're going to pop right out of it as they turn full and heavy and more naturally rounded. Similarly the leather bikini bottoms stretch and grow far less, turning into a skimpy little leather triangle barely covering her crotch and a pair of thin strings going up over the top of her rounded hips, her legs sheathed in tight leather boots as they lengthen and take on curves of her own. She stretches her arms as her hands properly take shape, giving a low, satisfied 'mmmm' as her face unflattens and turns into, well, a face, with actual bright red eyes and purple-painted lips, her solid black hair separating into shiny, dark strands and her horns almost inflating into three dimensions like balloons.\n\nThe very last things to happen are her tail popping into three dimensions as it gives a lash, her wings taking on contours as they flap, and finally her whole body turning flesh and blood rather than microfiber. "Ahhh, now that's way better," she purrs, running her gloved hands over her hair and tracing her fingers over the shiny red contours of her horns... right before she tackles you. "Yoink!"\n\n"Ack!" you yelp as you're knocked to the floor with Vex astride you, stunned for a moment... and that moment is all she needs to undo your pants and fish out your cock. It's already hard from watching her body's expansion and transformation into such lewd proportions and dress, an you gasp loudly as she starts stroking it with incredible skill, her hand pumping and twisting in smooth, easy motions, the leather sliding over it as easily as lubed latex.\n\n"Hm, not bad, not bad," Vex murmurs thoughtfully as she strokes your cock, her tail snaking forward and between your legs, the spade tip brushing over your balls and making you shiver before she uses it to haul both your underwear and jeans off, somehow managing to snag your socks at the same time and leaving you in just your shirt. "I've certainly taken less impressive ones, Master~," she says, adding the last word with a teasing lilt that somehow makes it sound like she means the exact opposite.\n\n"M-... Master?" you echo breathlessly nonetheless, shuddering with the intensity of pleasure she's milking out of your cock just by stroking with one hand. You're actually surprised you haven't cum already... it feels so much better than when you stroke yourself that it feels like your mind is getting fogged over with the pleasure. But every time Vex uses her other hand to rub and stroke across your crotch or belly it's like you're backed off from the edge, letting her constantly keep you building back up to climax every few strokes and never quite getting there.\n\n"Mm-hmmmm. I'm your Familiar now, that makes you my Master," Vex coos, even as she slides her hand up your chest under your shirt, pressing you back against the floor gently as if to remind you she's on top of you and has you completely in hand, as it were. "So as your Familiar I'm going to make allll your wildest dreams come true! So tell me, Master... besides the pleasures of my most glorious flesh... what <i>do</i> you dream of?" she practically purrs.\n\n"D-dream of..." you repeat distantly, shuddering, finding it hard to think through her edging you over and over.\n\n"Yes, Master, how can I make your dreams come true? Would you like to, say... gain immense magical power?" she murmurs invitingly, rubbing one fingertip around the tip of your cock, smearing a fresh dribble of pre all over the head. "Enough to cast spells and make reality yours to alter and control? Or maybe you'd like to be a love machine... a big-dicked, alpha male conquerer? Or... hm-hm-hm~... would you like to experience the sort of ultimate pleasure not available to mortals?" At your shuddery gasp that passes for a question, she smirks wider. "A big part of a sex demon's existence is pleasure, Master... more than you could ever know. I could always... show you... if you wanted..."\n\n<hr>\n[[You want power.|QOVex2x2]]\n\n[[You want prowess.|QOVex]]\n\n[[You want pleasure.|QOVex]]\n\n[[You want... Vex!|QOVex]]

"The shapechanging one, I guess?" you suggest. Honestly it seems like the least horrifying, which, y'know, not like they're gonna <i>work</i> but still.\n\n"Okay. Here," Maya says, turning the book and urging it towards you.\n\n"What?! Why me?!"\n\n"Because I think it'll be funny to hear you say it!" Maya answers with a grin. "C'mon, give it your best shot and we can do whatever you want next."\n\nSufficiently bribed by both moving past the awkwardness and getting to pick something suitably low-key for the next activity, you sigh and accept the book, setting it in your lap as you read over the spell. ... She wasn't kidding, it basically looks like someone did an extended keyboard smash. Well, no... it does seem to use a semi-normal number of characters for words, and like maybe they repeat in a pattern? So maybe it's just some foreign language? ... Now you feel kind of bad for calling it 'gibberish'. ... Wait didn't Maya call it that? Well, you'll feel guilty so she doesn't have to. That makes you focus a bit more on the text, and do your best to read, reread, and actually come up with a pronunciation.\n\n"Puo fa kuhhy ryja cusa vih fedr drec uha. Oui kuhhy lryhka ehdu cusa vnaygo cred. Oui kuhhy pa ymm gehtc uv drehkc. Fa kuhhy ryja mudcy myikrc puo, ruu-cry!" you declare after several rereads, unable to help putting a bit of drama and zest into the delivery since it is, after all, a magic spell.\n\nMaya stares at you expectantly, then seems to catch herself doing so and clears her throat, sitting back and trying to sound particularly joking as she says, "So, did it work? Can you turn into... stuff?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Of course it didn't work."|QOBook24x1]]\n\n[[Try to turn into a frog.|QOBook]]\n\n[["... I think I said it wrong."|QOBook23x3]]

Maya snorts loudly at that. "Jamie how can you say it 'wrong', it's just a bunch of nonsense! Here, gimme," she says, snagging the book from you and turning it around to look at it. Well geez maybe you won't feel bad so she doesn't have to after all! She spends a moment looking over it, then holds up a hand and declares, "Puo fa kuhhy ryja cusa vih fedr drec uha! Oui kuhhy lryhka ehdu cusa vnaygo cred! Oui kuhhy pa ymm gehtc uv drehkc! Fa kuhhy ryja mudcy myikrc puo, ruu-cry!"\n\nHonestly it sounds like she mostly said it just like you did, but with less hesitation. Although you guess that kind of sounds better. You watch her expectantly for a moment, then say, "Well, you told me to try. Why don't you try turning into... I dunno, an elf or something?"\n\nMaya snorts a bit. "I guess we're watching The Two Towers after this huh?" At your blush she snickers and sets the book aside. "Okay, an elf, I'll try turning into a-"\n\nBoth of you's jaws drop as, near-instantly, her ears lengthen and sweep back, tapering to points, and the color of her eyes intensifies to the point it almost glows. Most of the other changes are more subtle, but it's like every line of her face and body becomes... perfected, idealized, to the point that she still looks exactly like herself, but somehow a far more beautiful version of herself.\n\n"Wha... wha..." Maya stammers, looking down at her slightly longer, more delicate fingers, before springing to her feet and rushing to the mirror, staring in it. "Holy <i>crap</i>!"\n\n"It worked," you say a bit faintly, unable to help staring at her butt. ... It got even nicer...\n\n"All I did was pretty much think 'Okay, I'm an elf' and blam!" Maya pats herself down a bit, turning back and forth, then reaching up to carefully touch and finger the lengths of her ears, though giving a soft 'mmf' as she does, her cheeks turning a bit pink. "That's so wild!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Could you turn into a guy?"|QOBook]]\n\n[["Could you make yourself older?"|QOBook]]\n\n[["Could you turn into an animal?"|QOBook]]\n\n[["Could you turn into an object?"|QOBook]]\n\n[[... Touch the ears.|QOBook]]

This has to be some sort of joke, you think as you click the 'Magic Items' section and start looking through it. Obviously all this stuff is just normal jewelry for like cosplaying or whatever, the swords must be wallhangers, and... you're not even sure what you'd get for some of these. Like Lego playsets or something? Eh, either way, if they actually do send you something at least it would be a fun little decoration or whatever.\n\n[[Earring of Charisma|QONile7x2]] - An earring that's supposed to be enchanted to give you more influence over other people and stronger force of will. It does note that you don't actually need pierced ears for it, so there's that. You guess you've kind of wondered what you'd look like with an earring, so at least there's that!\n\n[[Sash of Allure|QONile]] - A silk sash that claims to make you extremely desirable, or something. It is rather pretty in the photos, you guess you could give it to your mother as a gift.\n\n[[Potion of Immortality|QONile]] - Ha ha no waaay is that real! It's got a nice bottle, but it's probably filled with like nasty tapwater or something! ... Still, it claims to make you really, truly immortal as well as guaranteeing perfect health, and in the back of your mind... well.\n\n[[Bracers of Magic|QONile]] - A pair of leather bracers that let you cast a bunch of spells, or so it says. It comes with both the bracers and a book that lists the spells, and the book is pretty cool-looking, might at least be something to bring to a tabletop game sometime. \n\n[[Dream Journal|QODJStart]] - This one sounds kind of silly. It looks like a completely normal (if admittedly kind of cool-looking) journal, which has pages for writing what you want to dream about that night. Except this one claims you will <i>definitely</i> have that dream, that it in the nature of dreams it can last as long as it needs to and seem completely real, and that the journal will even write its <i>own</i> summary of the dream for you.\n\n[[An entire friggin' magic kingdom|KingJamieStart]] - Okay so it doesn't say "friggin'", but this is the one you figured that if they send you anything it'll be like... a playset or model or something. Because it claims that there's an entire magical kingdom you can buy, automatically becoming king. It apparently comes with just about everything typical of such a thing, a magical sword, a princess, a court wizard, captain of the guard, all that. Well. Y'know. If the minis are good, something else to take to D&D right? And... maybe play with a little yourself and feel like a king...

Oh, why not? You can be a little bit rebellious and try on an earring! ... Y'know. In the privacy of your room. With no one else around. And then probably put it away never to be seen again.\n\nYou complete the order, which involves selecting a look for it (after some consideration you go with 'Ring (glossy black)' since that seems less boring than any of the options like gold or silver, but not quite as ostentatious as some of the more bejeweled options). You finish the order and close the window, launching one of your MMOs, when there's a ring of the doorbell. You blink... no, that couldn't possibly be-\n\n"Jamie! Package for you!" your mother calls.\n\n... Nnnnnoooo waaaaay.\n\nYou of course still get up and go downstairs, accepting the rather old-fashioned looking brown paper parcel. (It is, in fact, tied up with string.) It's not very large, about the size of your hand, and you accept it and carry it back upstairs to your room. You're still trying to think what else it could possibly be as you unwrap it, revealing more crumpled paper as apparent packing material and a little velvet jewelry box. You stare at it, then over at your computer and the clock on it to see if you at least have some missing time somehow. No... dang, how'd they <i>do</i> that?\n\nYou open up the box and, sure enough, resting in a depression in the cloth inside is a little, shiny black metal ring with a gap on it on one side. You pick it up and eye it... don't the non-piercing kind usually have like little adjustable balls or something on the open end? Seems like it'd be kinda uncomfortable or loose this way, you hope it doesn't scratch you up, you think as you tentatively slide the gap over your earlobe just to test.\n\n"OW!"\n\nYou give a little hop as there's a sudden quick, piercing sensation and the sense of metal now resting through your earlobe. What the?! It didn't need pierced ears because it somehow <i>pierces them for you?!</i> Would've been nice to know, you-!\n\nYou blink, distracted from those thoughts as a sudden wave of... calm... comes over you. Or maybe it's more just relaxing from a bunch of tension you hadn't really realized was there. You roll your shoulders a bit and stand up straighter, having barely noticed you were slouching. Huh... that is... interesting. It's like a ton of anxiety and stress you hadn't even been thinking about just then just kind of blew off and left. That's wild.\n\nYou turn to your mirror and eye yourself. Huh... you look good. You couldn't really say, particularly, what's changed... actually, you kind of feel like nothing's actually <i>changed</i>, you just think you look good. You smile at yourself in the mirror, pleased by how easy and winning it looks. Hey, this is pretty great.\n\nHm.\n\nWithout thinking twice about it, you grab your phone before heading out of your room and trotting downstairs. You find your mother in the midst of preparing dinner, calling out a breezy, "Hey Mom."\n\n"Hi, honey," she answers with an air of clear distraction as she measures out some rice.\n\n<hr>\n[[Walk over and embrace her.|QONile]]\n\n[["Could I have some money?"|QONile7x3]]

"Please," you add immediately, giving her another winning smile.\n\n"Oh, well certainly," she answers, apparently as reflex before she catches herself. Turning around, she wipes her hands on her apron. The smile definitely seems to throw her for a loop, and instead of the slightly stern look she'd clearly been about to use she winds up smiling a bit as well. "I mean, what do you need it for?"\n\n"I was thinking of buying some new clothes. We never really did for this school year, and I was thinking maybe I'd like to look a bit more stylish at school," you reply easily, eyes twinkling.\n\nYour mother opens and closes her mouth a few times, clearly having been rather flummoxed by that idea. Then she says, "Oh, well, I... actually, honey, wait right there," she says, still with that sort of stunned air as she hurries out of the kitchen. You look after her, blinking a few times, but patiently wait until she returns, proffering an envelope. "Your brother actually left this for you a... little while ago. He said if you ever decided you..." She pauses, then adds sheepishly. "Well he said 'if you ever decide you don't want to dress like a background character anymore' that I should give you this."\n\nYou raise an eyebrow. Yeah, that sounds like Will... though, huh, you guess the generosity sounds like him too, as well as the sort of casual backhandedness of it. You accept the envelope and glance inside, raising that eyebrow again... yeah, okay, at this amount you're willing to forgive a lot. You fold up the envelope and tuck it in your pocket, then lean up to peck your mother on the cheek. "Okay, Mom, I'm gonna go ahead and go to the mall. I'll probably grab something to eat there, so don't wait on me."\n\n"Oh. Alright," your usually notoriously fussy and fretful mother says, simply giving you a little wave and adding, "Be home before eleven." (Part of you can't help but notice that used to be Will's curfew when he was your age. It's never really come up for you because, well, when did you go out by yourself before now?)\n\nYou shake your head a little ruefully as you make your way over to Deviville mall. That all just seems so <i>silly</i> now. Why shouldn't you have the confidence to do what you want, go where you want, and wear what you want?\n\nThough that does beg the question, you think as you actually walk into the mall, fairly busy at this hour with people getting off work and flooding right into shopping and dinner at the food court. What <i>do</i> you want to wear? You feel like a new you, so how should this new you dress?\n\n<hr>\n[[Cool and dashing.|QONile8x1]]\n\n[[Punk bad boy.|QONile]]\n\n[[Cute. Like really cute. Like a skirt.|QONile7x4]]

"Um, well, y'know, I guess I'm just going through some... um, some changes trying to find out who I am," you finally decide, shifting from foot to foot a bit as you spout half-truths. "Trying to, y'know... f-find out what works for me, and all, I guess, that's all."\n\n"... Hm." Your father looks at you for a moment more... then nods. "Alright, well, just know that whatever you find, your mother and I will always accept you for who you are." Then he lifts up his book and goes back to reading.\n\nA-awww, that's actually super sweet and nice to hear. ... You're pretty sure that your identity as 'cock-craving sissy femboi slut' is a bit different than what he's thinking but the sentiment's still really appreciated. In any event that hurdle seems to have been bypassed, and maybe you'll get some extra leeway because of his assumptions.\n\nIn the morning Joshua texts you, telling you where to meet up with him... as well as what he wants you to wear. You blush a little but do what he says, although you put part of said outfit in one of your messenger bags since wearing it right out of the house would violate his order not to let anyone else find out. Instead you leave the house in one of your baggy shirts, then stop along the way to pull it off, revealing the tight white shirt with the feminine collar beneath, exchanging the outer layer for the pink and blue hoodie-jacket with 'Baby Girl' on the back. This also leaves the fact that you're wearing girl's jeans more visible... including the extra curvature they give your butt and legs. Changing out your stainless steel rings for gold-and-pink stars and taking a moment to put on a (fairly subtle) bit of makeup, you head for the meetup point, trying your best to be casual about being as girly in public as you've ever been.\n\nOf course what you weren't expecting was that four people <i>other</i> than Joshua would be waiting for you at the little area just inside the park. "What the... the <i>fuck</i> are you wearing?" Big demands, his jaw going slack as he stares at you.\n\n"That's way pink, dude," Reg throws in, with the obvious and yet cutting observation.\n\n"And is that... you're wearing fucking sparkly lip gloss, aren't you?" Kill snaps, making you sheepishly put your fingertips over your mouth... which just shows off you've also put a slightly pink-tinted clear-coat over your nails. "The fuck?"\n\n"What's with the way you're dressed, man?" Tate asks, his frown more thoughtful than the others as he looks you up and down.\n\n<hr>\n[[Make an excuse.|QOBully3x6]]\n\n[[Tell them to ask Joshua.|QOBully]]

"... yessir," you murmur quietly, a little shiver of mingled fear and something else rushing through your body as you say it.\n\n"You're gonna be a good little bitch and do whatever I say?" he adds, squeezing his hand on your wrists.\n\n"Y-... yessir," you reply weakly, before gasping as he gives your wrists another squeeze. "Yessir, I'll be a good little bitch."\n\n"Good." He releases his grip and stands up, leering down at you as he takes a step back. "Get up. On your feet." He waits for you to obey, letting just a second pass once you're facing him again before he adds, "Shorts off."\n\nYou want to hesitate, you want to protest, you want to offer a ton of good arguments for why you absolutely should not do that. And instead you instantly, if slowly, reach down and peel off the tight, clinging shorts, your slender, stiff prick springing free the moment the waistband is down over it. You step out of them and straighten up, rubbing your upper arm lightly as you stand with feet together, squirming as your hard dick juts into the cool early October air. He was definitely right about one thing... despite the cold, you feel very warm, standing here naked in the backyard while your bully commands you to do whatever he wants. \n\n"Good, good. Now, lead me upstairs to your bedroom, so I can fuck you and make you a woman," he commands, giving his head a slight jerk towards the house.\n\n"Y-yessir," you whisper, obediently turning and heading towards the house, trying to control your trembling. You can practically feel his eyes raking over your slim body, devouring you, claiming you, already picturing you not as a wimpy boy but a girl with a hot little hole for him to use. 'He's gonna fuck me, he's gonna fuck me, he's gonna fuck me,' you find yourself thinking over and over as you climb the stairs, Joshua right behind you, your face getting a little warmer and your breathing a little faster with every repetition, your mind starting to fog over with the certainty of it.\n\n"Face down on the bed, bitch," Joshua commands, walking around your room as if it were his own as you obey him, laying down with your chin on the pillow, your hard cock pressed between your belly and the comforter. He spends a few moments just rummaging through your stuff, before asking in an almost offhanded tone, "Where's your masturbation station?"\n\n"... Drawer," you murmur, pointing to the bedside table.\n\n"Ah yeah here we go... hm, actual lube'd've been better, but lotion works," he declares as he pulls down his shorts, his own hard dick springing free... and just as you would have expected he's much, much thicker than you, and obviously longer too. You watch with shuddery breaths of mingled fear and excitement as he squirts the lotion all over himself, rubbing and stroking it in until that girthy prick is dripping with it. Then without any further adieu, he climbs up over you onto the bed, nudging your legs wider apart with his. "Spread your asscheeks for me, so I can make you a woman. Heh... nah, I bet you're gonna be a girl, huh? A weak little girl who knows her place."\n\nYou shudder hard... but entirely prove his point by reaching back and spreading your own ass for him, displaying your vulnerable, virgin pucker. Part of you is screaming that it's not too late, you need to resist, you need to tell him no, you need to do something, but then he's pushing himself inside you and you're gasping out. Oh, oh fuck, it's true! you think as more of his hard cock slides into your tight hole, spreading you open around him. It's true, you're becoming a girl because you lost your virginity to a guy! If that tiny spark of rationality were still here it would probably insist it's all in your head, but it's checked out and you're left with the absolute and certain knowledge that as Joshua settles himself down, that big, fat cock fully inside you and shifting around as he gets himself into position, he's making you a woman, he's turning you into a girl as he begins working his hips, fucking you down against the bed.\n\n'Oh, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!' you think desperately, feeling him working inside you, feeling the pleasure it sends through your body, hearing your moans already starting to turn sweeter and sluttier and more feminine with every thrust. 'My ass, my ass is becoming a pussy, my ass is becoming a pussy, he's fucking my ass into a pussy, oh fuck oh fuck he's fucking my pussy, oh fuck oh fuck!' You press your face into your pillow to muffle your girly, whorish moans as he pumps into you, your body trembling entirely in desire now. As his hips slap against your hands still spreading your ass for him, the motion rubs your cock against the bed... but rather than getting harder, it's growing softer with every thrust, getting steadily more small and limp with each slap of his balls against your own sack. 'My dick my dick my dick's turning into a clit my dick's turning into a clit my dick's turning into a little bitch-clit I'm a girl I'm a girl fuck fuck I'm bully-fucked into a girl fuck fuck fuck,' you think inanely, your mind fully rambling as you lift your head, unable to stop giving full voice to your slutty moans as your tongue lolls out.\n\n"Yeah, how's it feel becoming a woman, Jamie?" Joshua sneers, starting to pound into you even harder, pressing your body against the bed beneath him. "How's it feel becoming <i>my</i> woman, how's it feel being my little sissy slut, you cock-hungry bitch?"\n\n"It feels so good, it feels so good being your sissy slut, fuck me harder, fuck me harder!" you whimper shamelessly, crying out lewdly as he starts doing just that, frenzy-fucking you against the mattress and making your eyes roll. When he thrusts into you and you can feel hot wet heat spreading deep inside, and it makes you cum entirely from your ass, you understand that there's no going back... you've been permanently fucked into being a femboi.\n\nThough you still feel a vague, constant sense of shame at what you've been reduced to, you still obey every following command Joshua gives you eagerly and without question, from sucking his dick and tongue-bathing his balls in the aftermath of him fucking you into femininity, to serving him lunch wearing nothing but an apron and then sucking him off under the table as he eats. Then right there on the kitchen floor he pushes you onto your back and bends your legs forward, putting you in full mating press position before he drives himself into your soft, eager ass. "Mmm this little bitch-cunt is still nice and tight, gonna enjoy stretching it out," he sneers as he drives into you, your limp dick flopping uselessly as he drives into you.\n\n"Yesh, yesh, stretch me, stretch my worthless pussy!" you squeal, trembling and moaning again. 'Knock me up, knock up my bitch-cunt!' you think internally, assgasming again as he dumps another load into you, your toes curling.\n\nJoshua fucks you a few more times after that in various places, but as early evening sets in he surprisingly orders you to get dressed and come out with him. Of course this time you're not going out with him as Jamie, his bullying target and gofer, you're going out with him as Jamie, his submissive little sissy slut. Which is probably why when he parks well in the back of the parking lot and unzips, you don't resist at all when he pushes your head down into his lap, instead just obediently starting to drag your tongue over his prick before slipping it into your mouth and gulping it down like a good girl.\n\n"Now it'd probably raise way too many questions to start having you dress like the girl you are too obviously," he says, smirking down at you as you slip his fat prick down your throat over and over again. "So I guess we'll have to be a little more subtle... do stuff you can get away with wearing if you were a guy, too. But still make it clear you're not to anyone who's looking, because... what are you?" he prompts.\n\nYou raise your head up, gasping a little, your voice slightly hoarse with cocksucking rasp. "I'm a sissy bitch, sir."\n\n"Damn right you are," he grunts before pushing you back down onto him. "But we're gonna hafta get you plenty of cute panties and bras and other stuff, slut. Can't have you wearing briefs like you were some sort of tomboy. And some proper girl clothes for when we're alone."\n\nAnd so, once you've swallowed down his load, Joshua takes you shopping. It's so fucking embarrassing and yet so damn hot as he parades you through the stores, blatantly holding lingerie up in front of you to make it obvious you're the one he's shopping for... at least when it's just the shop employees around. Of course those are also the ones he asks to do your makeup and teach you your colors (albeit obviously insisting on sexier shades, in a sort of 'pop girl' theme with bright pink lipstick among other things), as well as pierce your ears. He picks out a couple of pairs of earrings, not terribly expensive ones, mostly just a pair of plain rings for when you're 'incognito' and then some more obviously girly ones with pink stones or dangly chains for when you're allowed to show your girlishness. After that it's off to the more typical clothing stores where he picks out girl jeans and a variety of oversized shirts in more subtly feminine colors and looks, emphasizing how weak and powerless and cute you are... as well as picking out various skirts, tops, girl T-shirts, and even a bright pink hoodie jacket with baby blue accents and purple text reading 'Baby Girl' on the back. It's all so fucking embarrassing, and yet the thought of wearing it, embracing your femboi nature, and making yourself look good for Joshua so he'll want to fuck your slutty boy-pussy turns you on more and more. Of course the big surprise is that Joshua pays for all of it instead of demanding you do it yourself... looks like there's some other benefits to moving from 'bullied boy' to 'sissy slut'.\n\nBack at your house, Joshua sits in a chair in the living room, stripped naked and idly stroking himself as he calls, "Well? C'mon, slut, lemme see it!"\n\n"Yessir!" you call cheerfully, your face still red in embarrassment even as you trot out wearing one of the new lingerie sets he bought you. It's all in hot pink, a full set including bra, (crotchless) panties, garter belt, and stockings. Everything's lacy and ridiculously over-the-top girly, from the elaborate lace tops of the stockings that the garter belt is clipped to, to the heart shape the opening in the back that gives access to your ass is in, to the semitransparent lace front of the bra. Though the bra was the smallest cup size they had, by its very nature it nudges your chest up and shapes it some, giving you just the barest hint of tiny, perky little breasts. \n\n"Gotta say, you are one hot little sissy, Jamie," Joshua declares as he spreads his legs, inviting you to do exactly what you want, which is walk over, get on your knees, and start blowing him, slipping his cock into your mouth once more and starting to bob your head over it, looking up at your bully-turned-master reverently as you tongue the underside of his pole and give soft, muffled feminine moans. "Alright, let's get a few things straight... well, y'know," he adds with a broader smirk. "You're not allowed to tell anyone or let anyone find out unless I say so, clear? But we're also gonna aim for making you girlier and girlier as time goes on. No cutting your hair," he continues, briefly giving your hair a tug for emphasis. "Or any exercise that would bulk you up... plenty of cardio though, which is lucky 'cause I'm pretty sure fucking counts, heheh. We're gonna start controlling your diet, too, keep you sleek but get you a nice, round, girly ass to go with that ass-pussy of yours."\n\nYou moan louder around his cock at the thought of having a bouncy, girly butt to ride him with, doing your best to signal your agreement by sucking on him even harder. You gasp a bit again when he pulls you up, turning you around to sit in his lap, his dick jutting up between your thighs and lightly rubbing against the faint bulge in the pink lace of your panties. "And obviously no telling anyone we're fucking unless I say so, at least not until we've made it really obvious you're not a boy anymore. Wouldn't want anyone thinking I'm gay or something, right?" Of course, he says this right as he's lifting you up and guiding you to sit on his cock, your already lubed-up ass easily accepting him now that it's been fucked into a soft, yielding pussy.\n\n"Yessir," you groan in your seemingly permanently girlified voice, starting to bounce on top of him, every movement making you feel the tightness of the bra around your chest, the panties enclosing your soft bitch-clitch, the stockings sheathing your legs, and that hard, throbbing cock in your ass. You gasp more loudly as Joshua slides his hands up your flat belly to cup your chest, fingers teasing at your stiff nipples through the lace.\n\n"How do your tits feel, slut?" he sneers, bucking up into you harder to make you cry out more as you try to answer.\n\n"Oh fuck my tits feel so good play with my titties please," you squeals, your pink-painted lips parted in your gasps and moans, the dangly earrings you're wearing bouncing and swaying with the motions of your dick-riding.\n\nAnd so it goes through the rest of the night, Joshua having you try on a few more of the lingerie sets and other girly clothes for him, and you being the eager little sissy slut and changing your new makeup and jewelry and panties for him as much as he'd like. In the morning he leaves after giving you one last particularly hard fucking in your little bitch boypussy, leaving you to try and recover and come back to your senses. You realize there's a <i>lot</i> you're going to have to do now... a lot of avoiding certain things, making excuses, doing your own laundry (and carefully at that, especially since you now have so many... delicates). The thought of ditching it all and trying to go back to normal never really crosses your mind, though... Joshua's cock has permanently transformed you into a submissive little sissy slut, <i>that's</i> your normal now, and you have to admit it feels good, you think with a moan as you finger your ass in the shower, your other hand rubbing over your permanently limp little dick to stimulate it like any girl would her clit.\n\nWhen your parents get home you go downstairs to meet them, wearing one of your new cutely-oversized sweatshirts and girljeans (with the sweatshirt conveniently hiding the most obvious tells that's what they are). "Hello dear, did you mi-... your ears!" your mother squeaks, her eyes widening.\n\n"Y-yeah, I got my ears pierced, heheh," you reply, rubbing the back of your head with one hand, the baggy sleeve of the hoodie flopping around a bit. "All the guys at school are doing it, and I just thought, y'know..."\n\n"Your voice sounds a little strange too, buddy," your father notes with a frown.\n\n"Um... I think maybe I have a little cold, or something," you murmur, putting your hands together behind you and swaying your shoulders back and forth a little, not even noticing quite how feminine your mannerisms have suddenly become. "Th-that's all. Um, but anyway, the pierced ears aren't that big a deal, right?"\n\nThat at least seems to divert your mother's attention back to that particular subject, and you get a scolding for not asking permission first and a demand that you not get anything <i>else</i> pierced or a tattoo or anything like that... well, it's implied 'ever' but explicitly said 'without permission'. Which is also implied to come with an 'ever'. You're a little nervous that your dad still looks on the suspicious side, but he doesn't say anything so you hope that's the end of it.\n\nOver the next week Joshua steals you off whenever he can, usually taking you out in the car and having you blow him or fucking you in the back seat. Once or twice he takes you out into places on the edge of town, not very far off the road, and bends you over the bench of a picnic table, pulling down your girljeans and pulling aside the back of your panties to fuck you, with you moaning whorishly and feeling an intense shudder of fear-excitement every time you hear a car drive past, with Joshua's own car the only thing shielding you from view. It's not nearly as much getting fucked as you'd like, but at least it's not none. You've noticed a few curious looks from some people in the halls... especially ones you know... as if they've noticed the subtle changes in you, but no one actually says anything. (Presumably in part because it was already fairly well known that you were Joshua's "property", they just don't realize how the nature of that has changed.) You're looking forward to the weekend since hopefully you'll be able to be out all day both days with Joshua, doing... well, whatever he wants you to do, but hopefully getting fucked a lot. Though on Friday afternoon after dinner, with your mother heading out to take a trip to a few of her favorite stores, your father calls you over as you're heading towards the stairs.\n\n"Jamie, what's up with you?" he asks.\n\n"Um, what do you mean, Daddy?" you ask, clasping your hands behind your back and swaying your shoulders again, the purple pulltabs of your plausibly-deniable-as-faded-red pink hoodie swaying.\n\n"... Well for one you've taken to calling me 'Daddy' again which you haven't done since you were eight," he replies, shifting just a little in place and frowning slightly. "Which is just one on a list of obvious changes in behavior."\n\n"... Ummmm," you hedge softly, bringing your sleeve up to your mouth and glancing aside.\n\n"I suppose I'd understand if it was a prelude to some real teenage rebellion, like I thought the pierced ears might be, but other than talking your mother out of taking you to get the haircut you're starting to need, you've been <i>more</i> obedient than usual. I don't want to say 'more cheerful too' like it's a bad thing, but it is a sudden change in behavior. I'd like to know what's behind it."\n\n'Is it drugs?' being the unspoken question. Does cock count as a drug? Because you're pretty fucking addicted. Obviously you can't tell <i>him</i> that you've been fucked into a submissive little bitch-boy for life. ... Or can you? It'd be disobedient, but... if Joshua didn't want you to be a naughty little brat he shouldn't have gotten you hooked on dick and started dressing you so cute! Right?! ... M-maybe...\n\n<hr>\n[["It's nothing!"|QOBully3x5]]\n\n[["... welllllll..."|QOBully4x1]]

Probably best to build up at least a little bit more power before taking on a full-fledged enemy. Besides~, why not have a little fun? It's a game~, after all!\n\nYou turn and follow after the arrow, leaping along the rooftops, and after a few moments the others blink out of view. You continue along until you come to the edge of a building over an alleyway, the arrow now angled down, and look down and over it.\n\nThere's a woman walking alone, looking fairly composed and unafraid... she's wearing a very simple but sharp black skirt suit and dark hose, with her black hair pulled back in a plain ponytail. Oho, some office lady who probably missed the last train home and decided to walk! A very lovely specimen of the breed, with full breasts and round hips, a perfect quick snack to boost you before sinking your teeth into something meatier!\n\nYou trot ahead a bit on her path and leap down into an alleyway she'll be passing in a moment. Now, how to take her? Your powers should be much more effective on her since she's just a normal, untrained human. (That's the tradeoff, almost effortless conquest, but not so much energy gain. But an oni has to start somewhere!)\n\n<hr>\n[[Grab her with your ribbons.|QONA]]\n\n[[Use your hypnosis.|QONA1x5]]\n\n[[Just grab her and fuck her.|QONA]]

"Um... I lost a bet," you reply. Which is kind-of-sort-of true, you did lose a bet... to Joshua. Who then fucked you into his slutty bitch, which you're probably thinking about too much but frankly it gets you off a little every time you remember it. \n\nAll of them still look dubious, but about that time Joshua's car pulls up and he climbs out, slamming the door and strolling over. "S'up, fuckers?"\n\n"Hey, Josh, check out Jamie! Says he lost a bet," Reg declares smugly, turning to sneer at you again as he awaits mockery directed at you.\n\n"Yeah?" Joshua glances at you, then looks at the chubby boy. "Hey, that takes integrity, goin' out like that 'cause you lost a bet. You might try manning up and keeping your word sometime, tons'u'fun."\n\n"Uh!" Reg's eyes widen, and he quickly hurries to reply, "I mean, naw, that's what I'm sayin', man! Check out Jamie makin' good on his bets, pretty cool huh?!"\n\nDid he... just stick up for you? Well kind of. Joshua doesn't mention how you're dressed again, and neither does anyone else since he's apparently made it clear it's not up for discussion. He continues to order you around as usual and let the others do so, but every time he sends you off to buy something he slips you the money for it first... apparently despite still being a pushy jerk, he's The Man and you're The Girl so he pays for things, at least that's what you finally decide his rationale must be. Eventually all of you head out to see the latest superhero movie, the theater half-empty as you sit in a line in the same row, most of the guys commenting on the movie (and primarily how the actress's tits and ass look in her rather skimpy leotard) slightly too loud. Partway through Joshua gives you a nudge, and you obediently scoot down the row and head down the aisle, letting him guide you to the restroom and into one of the stalls. The door's barely latched when he pushes you to your knees and fishes out his cock, mming quietly as you obediently part your lips and start sucking on it, looking up at him through your lightly-mascara'd lashes.\n\n"Ah man they're right though, that bitch's tits were driving me crazy," Joshua mutters as he lightly works his hips, bulging out your cheek by pressing his cockhead against it before reangling and sliding it down your throat. "Mmn... your ass is already starting to look really good, slut, wonder how you'd look with a nice pair of fat tits?"\n\nThe thought sends a weird thrill through you, and you moan softly around his prick in acknowledgement, swallowing down his load as he uses your face to relieve his arousal at watching some other woman. You can tell from his closed eyes that he's thinking of her being the one to gulp down his jizz as he does, the thought of being used as nothing but a masturbation aid simultaneously humiliating and intensely arousing you.\n\nThe next day Joshua sends you another text, both telling you what he wants you to wear and where to meet him, and to expect to be out late. Luckily the clothes don't require any extra preparation since his request is for a specific lingerie and you can just cover up with wearing socks over the stockings and your by-now normal oversized hoodie and snug jeans. Your mother frets a little at you missing dinner, but saying you're going to be eating with friends apparently overrides that and has her just extracting a promise you'll be home before ten. Soon enough Joshua's picking you up in his car, and the two of you head to somewhere you've never been before... his apartment. He leads you through the slightly run-down but tidy and uncluttered main room to one of the bedrooms, which is obviously his and a fair bit messier. The smell of him is everywhere in here, enough that it could only be called a stink but it's so powerfully masculine and so much his that you can't help but be turned on by it. It certainly adds a zest to it as twenty minutes later you're on your back, your turquoise-stockinged legs in the air, Josh's hands rubbing and squeezing your chest through the matching satin bra, the thong that goes with the set laying amidst the scattered jeans, sweat socks, and magazines on the floor.\n\nEventually Josh sits up on the side of the bed, rummaging for a joint and lighting it up as you scoot back to prop yourself up some against the pillow and the wall. He idly reaches out with one hand to give one of your buttocks a squeeze, making you 'mmf' softly in pleasure. "Yeah, your ass is already getting a bit more round. It's gonna be big and awesome by the time Halloween hits."\n\n"Mmn... Halloween?" you ask, still in a bit of a daze from the earlier fucking.\n\n"Yeah, I'll be able to take you out dressed as a proper girl without anyone thinking anything of it, even if they do figure out that you've got this," he adds, reaching out to give your limp shaft a light flick with his finger, making you squeak and then giggle sheepishly. "But I'm tryna decide what sorta costume I should get you. Once I decide what kind, I'll be able to figure out what we're gonna do that night... lessee, something sexy? Or just outright slutty? Maybe the opposite direction, something 'respectable'?" he says with a snicker, rubbing over your stocking-sheathed thigh.\n\n<hr>\n[[Sexy.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Slutty.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Respectable.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Whatever he likes best.|QOBully]]

No, there's really nothing you can see that would come from trying to fix this. Your friends would want to help you but have no power, and the adults have power but can't be bothered to help you. And standing up for <i>yourself</i>? What are you, the protagonist in some after-school special cartoon you're really too young to remember being on the air?\n\nNo, no. You're just going to have to accept that this is your daily life now, and work around it as much as possible. Maybe Joshua won't get bored of you and let you go this year... or next... ... well, surely by the time you go off to college, right? If all else fails you'll just apply overseas or something. Fleeing the continent to get away from a high school bully sounds ridiculous when you just say it outright but as a long-term plan what's the problem?\n\nSo, you settle into the routine of running Joshua and his friends' errands for them, scuttling about the school during lunch, buying snacks after school, and occasionally doing a bit of homework for them. (It's not exactly as odious as it sounds in all the stories, after all they're all in the same grade and all the teachers are using the same textbook and worksheets so you basically only have to do your own homework and copy it over.) Life is a little tedious and soul-crushing but then you figure this is probably what it's like to have a nine to five job anyway, you're just getting an early start. \n\nA few weeks later Friday rolls around and you're busy thinking up an excuse to avoid getting dragged out with the rest of "the guys" especially on this weekend in particular, when Joshua throws an arm around your shoulders, immediately making you wince and hurry up your excuse-making. "Hey, Jamie-buddy, I'm gonna come over to your place this weekend."\n\n"Wait, what?" you blurt out, before clearing your throat. "Um, why?" you try in a milder tone.\n\n"I'm thinking of trying out for the wrestling team..." Which just figures, if there was ever a more stereotypically bully-attracting sport than football it's that one. "And since I live in an apartment obviously I can't practice <i>there</i>, there's no room and it'd be hell for the neighbors. So I figured I'd come to your place!" Where he can make it hell for you. Whichi is only confirmed as he gives that smirk-smile of his. "Figure you can help me try out some moves, y'know, really be ready when tryouts roll around. So when should I come over? Today? Tomorrow better for you, my dude?"\n\nObviously there's no opening for 'it's not a good weekend for you to come over'. Dammit, you were going to have the house all to yourself! Your dad already left this morning, and your mom only stayed to get you to school and see you back, she's leaving early tomorrow morning. You were going to have a whole weekend to yourself to unwind and destress from having to put up with Joshua, and now he's invading your home with no out in sight. ... Fine, you'll just have to put up with it. But when? If you have him over this afternoon, at least your mother's presence should keep his bullying in check a little bit... on the other hand you'll have to put up with her calling him your friend and being all happy that he's there and telling him he's welcome any time and then her watching as he sadistically bends you into a pretzel with an excuse to keep her from protesting. But at least you'd have the rest of the weekend to yourself. Or... you can tell him to come over tomorrow, and avoid all the issues with your mother, just at greater risk of him being even more sadistic as he bends you into a pretzel, and probably him staying longer and cleaning you out of soda and frozen pizza. Neither is an attractive concept but you have to decide.\n\n<hr>\n[[Today.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Tomorrow.|QOBully3x2]]

Well, it's Vex that's helping this problem along, and maybe it wouldn't be so bad if you wound up following her example. Proud, strong-willed, supremely confident... well, also kind of manipulative and probably evil. But, y'know, you sort of accepted those when you agreed to free a succubus. Besides, all the other stuff is definitely things you could do with more of, you think as you drift off to sleep.\n\nIn the morning you wake up, yawning... and then grinning a little sheepishly as you notice plushie-Vex stretching and yawning at the exact same time.\n\n"Good morning, Master," the stuffed succubus says cheerfully enough as you get up.\n\n"Morning Vex." You hesitate briefly as you start to undress, before pushing off your shyness... sheeee's seen (and touched, and molested) everything you've got. As you undress and then step to the dresser to get fresh clothes, you pause at catching your own reflection out of the corner of your eye. Turning back towards your mirror, you eye your reflection. Do you look... different? You kind of think you might be imagining it, but you do seem like your proportions might be a bit changed? You don't necessarily pay that much attention to how you look anyway (nor do you spend much naked time in front of the mirror), but if you really pressed yourself... maybe your waist is a tiny bit thinner? And your legs look a bit different too. You're almost certain your hair is a bit longer.\n\n'Side effects?' You worry for a moment... then push it out of your mind. You might be just imagining it... and even if you're not, it's clearly nothing to worry about if it's such a small change you think you might be imagining it. Though you do notice your clothes fit a little off too... but not so much that it's really noticeable, you do tend to dress a bit baggy anyway.\n\n"So, um, what should we do today?" you ask Vex as you finish dressing. "My mom's probably gonna be home, so, uh... well."\n\n"We'll just have to go out and find somewhere else to play," Vex sing-songs, snickering at your blush. "Grab a bag and put me in it, once we're outside and alone I'll be able to blend, no worries."\n\nYou're a little dubious, but you go ahead and grab one of your messenger bags and tuck Vex inside of it. You head downstairs, calling to your mother, "I'm gonna head out and walk around for the day, Mom."\n\n"Hm? Jamie, wait a second." Your mother emerges from the kitchen, frowning thoughtfully at you where you're standing and trying not to fidget. "Are you feeling alright?"\n\n"Um, yeah, why?" you answer, doing your best to seem casual. It's actually easier than it usually is.\n\n"Your voice sounds a little high." She puts a hand to her cheek. "Is it time to buy new underwear, do you think?"\n\n"N-no!" you blurt, cheeks coloring. Your voice is higher? You hadn't noticed. Leave it to a mother's attuned senses. "Um, no, maybe it's just allergies or something."\n\n"Hm, in that case, don't spend <i>too</i> much time outside, or maybe take an allergy pill before you leave. And be careful!" she adds as she heads back into the kitchen.\n\n"'Kay, thanks Mom!" you call before scurrying quickly out the door.\n\n"Whew, we are really gonna have to teach you the Jedi Mind Trick or something, boy, you spend way too much time worrying about your mother's reactions."\n\n"Oh ha ha," you grumble, eyes flicking down towards the bag. Then you blink, stopping briefly. "Wait, are you serious?"\n\n"Well it's not <i>literally</i> the Jedi Mind Trick but little mental nudges are so easy that it's basically the same thing. Even without having a full mage's power, if we keep building you up it should only take a few weeks at most before you can at least do <i>that</i>. Hey, be looking for a place to take me out."\n\n"Oh, right right." You glance around as you walk, eventually spotting an area off behind a bus stop that's semi-secluded. You step into it and take the plush Vex out, only for her to hop out of your hands. This time there's a <i>pop</i> in midair, and suddenly a flesh-and-blood person is standing there. "Mmmm!" Vex says as she stretches an arm over her head, the other grasping it as she twists back and forth. You see what she meant by 'blending', at least some. No horns, wings, or tail, and she's adjusted her age downward slightly... from the twenty-something look to maybe seventeen or nineteen or something, you guess to make it more plausible that she's hanging out with you. She's also adjusted her breast size downward some to a mere D-cup, and is wearing an off-the-shoulder long-sleeved midriff-baring black top and snug low-rider black jeans with lots of rips in them, as well as a pair of stylish clasp-fasten boots.\n\n"Um. Nice outfit," you murmur, blushing a little.\n\n"I <i>do</i> like the style, but a bit of a bonus for my goth-loving Master, huh?" she says with a smirk as she pokes you on the nose, then laughs as you blush even more. "I'm a succubus, Master, knowing someone's kinks is pretty basic stuff."\n\n"I dunno that it's a 'kink'," you mutter as the two of you resume walking down the sidewalk, this time with Vex sort of generally leading the way. "A-anyway, you're saying it will take me weeks just to start doing <i>simple</i> stuff?!"\n\n"The process of channeling sexual energy into mana for humans is pretty 'lossy', but don't worry, don't worry!" Vex assures you with a bright grin. "Your body's adapting pretty well. The process will probably speed up as it goes along."\n\n"... Wait, so I really am changing?" you ask, staring at her.\n\n"Sure, sure. But like I said, don't worry about it! It's all fine, and you'll love it. Oo, park," she announces as she heads through the gates.\n\n"But Vex," you try, only for her to start shooing you along towards the treeline. "What? Where are we even... w-wait, seriously? You want to... out here?!"\n\n"Sure. The whole point of parks is to provide a place for suburban people to have a relatively safe place to fuck in nature. At least I'm pretty sure," she adds cheerfully.\n\n<hr>\n[["We can't fuck outside!"|QOVex]]\n\n[["... well if that's why it's here..."|QOVex]]

Meh, may as well resign yourself... again. Joshua's gonna come over, probably bend you in half, and then spend the rest of the day making you play butler to him. ... Which isn't exactly all that different than most days, you guess. Eh, maybe when you look at it like that, the worst part is that he's ruining your day of freedom, which... eh, you'll get over it. Having gotten yourself balanced if still rather morose, you change into a pair of bike shorts and a t-shirt, then do some stretches. Okay the fact that you also have to do sports on your ruined free day is bringing you down a little bit again, meh.\n\nNot long after ten, the doorbell rings, and you hurry downstairs, not wanting to give Joshua more of an excuse to pester or needle you than he already has. The moment you open the door he breezes in, also wearing bike shorts and a jacket. "Wow, real ritzy place man, your parents must be loaded!" he declares as he starts taking off his shoes and socks without waiting for an invitation to do that either.\n\n"... I guess?" You glance around, not really knowing how to respond to that. It's a nice house, yeah, but rich? You don't <i>feel</i> rich. Are you rich? Your attention is dragged back to Joshua as he unzips his jacket and tosses it negligently in a random direction, leaving you to pick it up and at least drape it over the arm of a chair. \n\nJoshua rolls his shoulders, which are bared by the tanktop he's wearing. You internally wince to realize he actually is more muscular than he usually looks... he's still not that much bulkier than you are but he's really toned. Maybe it's not just bully drive that makes him want to be on the school wrestling team, he actually has the same build a lot of those guys do, from what you've seen. "Alright, let's head to the back yard," he declares, turning and heading for the door.\n\n"Buh?" You quickly hurry after him, before complaining, "I mean, it's kinda cold out, Joshua, do you really wanna do this out there?"\n\n"What, you wanna do it in here and break shit?"\n\n... Okay that's actually a good point. And not just an 'I'm bigger and stronger than you' good point that's an actual good point. Still, you struggle not to shiver as the two of you step out, especially since Joshua apparently doesn't feel like letting you stop to put on shoes. You follow him over to a clear patch of grass. "So, uh, we'll just practice like a few holds and call it good, right?"\n\n"Nah like I said, we'll go for real 'til someone gets pinned for a ten count. It's usually three so you'll have lots of chances to get out," he replies with a smirk as he turns towards you, not bothering to hide that he knows just as well how this is going to go. "And don't worry about the cold, bud, once we get going, you'll warm up real good. Now, shirt off," he adds, pulling his tanktop over his head.\n\n"... Buh?" You blink. "That's not-" Then you yelp as he reaches over and grabs you by the shirt, hauling you over to him and repeatedly grabbing and yanking at your t-shirt, hauling you around.\n\n"See how easy this is to grab, dingus? You'll make it way too easy on me wearing this, get it off."\n\n"Okay, okay!" you blurt, taking a few steps back hurriedly as he releases you and pulling off the shirt, blushing as you bare your skinny torso. Geez, he really is gonna spend a ton of time just pushing you around, isn't he?\n\nAnd turns out yes, yes he is. Joshua is doing exactly what you thought he would, albeit at least it's not as rough or painful as you'd actually expected. He does mostly seem to be practicing real wrestling moves, hauling you around, putting you in locks, pinning you, over and over again. Though just like you expected, he's obviously enjoying this and drawing it out, since every time he pins you and holds you to the ground, he holds you there while smugly counting to seven or eight before releasing you. He's not letting you go any time soon, although... it's kind of weird. The more he demonstrates how completely in control he is, grabbing you and hauling you around, pinning you beneath him, pressing his vastly more powerful body on top of you, sneering confidently in your ear as he counts, the more you kind of weirdly feel... excited. It's embarrassing, and humiliating, and uncomfortable, but somehow it kind of feels like you're having fun too and you can't really figure out what that means.\n\nShortly after one of those times where he'd pushed you to the ground and pressed himself atop you, holding you immobile and squirming as he counted to eight, Joshua pauses to stretch a bit, twisting back and forth, then asks in that mock-conversational way of his, "Hey, Jamie, you a boy or a man?"\n\n"... What?" you ask, in between panting as you try to catch your breath. That's a weird question even for him... aren't those the same thing?\n\n"Y'know! A boy becomes a man when he fucks a woman, y'know?" Joshua smirks at you as he rests his hands on his hips. "So, are you a boy or a man?"\n\nBleh, you guess it would get around to this eventually. Mocking you for being a virgin, seriously, we're getting this stereotypical? Of course stereotypical or not it's still embarrassing, but the both of you know the answer full well so you just sigh and mutter, "A boy, I guess."\n\n"Oh yeah? Yeah, that makes sense," Joshua says so breezily. And yeah it's obvious but geez him saying the obvious is still so fucking embarrassing somehow. "Still though, I heard there's this flip side of that, y'know?"\n\n"... Flip side?" Okay now where is this going?\n\n"Yeah! Y'know, everyone knows that when a boy fucks a woman he becomes a man... but the flip side is they say that if a boy's first time is getting fucked by a man, he becomes a woman instead."\n\nW-what? Your eyes widen at the sudden turn the conversation has taken, your brain running wild trying to parse the implications. And in that moment Joshua rushes you, yanking your legs out from under you and dropping you to the ground, then flipping you over and pinning your arms behind your back. He's on top of you, pressing down on you, and this time you're very, very aware of his crotch pressing against your ass through two layers of spandex. He's counting but you're so surprised and reeling that you don't really comprehend it until he's saying, "Ten."\n\n"Huh? H-hey, wait!" you protest, squirming beneath him, only stopping when you realize you can feel his hard cock pressing into the cleft of your ass... and that you're starting to get hard from it too. "No... no fair!"\n\n"C'mon, you had to the count of <i>ten</i>, that's more than three times as fair," Joshua snickers in your ear, before his voice lowers some as he murmurs, "Now, you gonna hold to the deal and do whatever I tell you? Like a good <i>boy</i> who made a promise to a <i>man</i>?"\n\n<hr>\n[[No way!|QOBully]]\n\n[[... yes...|QOBully3x4]]

"Tomorrow'd really be better," you say as Joshua leans in just a bit, obviously trying to pressure you into making a decision. Which is probably why you also blurt out, "My parents won't be home to bug us."\n\n"Oh yeah? Cool, cool, I'll definitely need to hang out for awhile then." He grins. "In fact, we'll do a good old-fashioned agreement... first one to get pinned for a count of, let's say, five, has to wait on the other hand and foot and do whatever they say, yeah? That'll be good motivation to give it our all, donchathink?"\n\nShit.\n\n"This's really gonna help me, Jamie, you're such a good little bud," he sneers, rubbing your hair roughly, both to mess it up and to shove your head around in various directions no doubt. Especially since he gives you a push away when he's done. "I'll see you bright and early at ten tomorrow then, pal, lookin' forward to it!"\n\n'I'll bet,' you think sulkily as you head home that afternoon. Great now he's gonna want to hang around and mooch off of you all day. Oh man, could he decide to do that on Sunday too?! No, no, you'll just tell him your parents could come home at any time on Sunday and surely he'll decide he'd rather be somewhere else. You get home and do your best to hide your complete lack of enthusiasm during dinner and when you wish your mother goodbye at the door, not even having the energy to indulge in watching a few naughty videos in the for once completely safe and secure house. Sigh. You'd just worked up the nerve to download a couple of really good Anri Okita clips too.\n\nIn the morning you wake with even more of a sense of dread, barely able to choke down a bowl of cereal. Almost more to kill time than anything else, you look up a few instructional wrestling videos online. Most of them are pretty crap, though... just jackasses flailing around in their backyards trying to deliberately hurt themselves for internet points, pretty much. Though you do see one further down in the results labeled 'ULTIMATE SECRET TECHNIQUE!', could it actually be useful...? ... Despite the video thumbnail of the channel owner going Super Saiyan...\n\n<hr>\n[[Obiously not.|QOBully3x3]]\n\n[[Well, anything's possible.|QOBully]]

Obviously that's what it is, right? Masturbating using your butt just feels <i>really</i> good. Not like you're suddenly not interested in girls... the dildo just feels amazing in addition to jerking yourself off, that's all!\n\nTrying to control your embarrassment, you do your best to clean up your face (without getting any more cum in your mouth) and shirt and anything else that got out, as well as wiping the dildo clean before finding a slightly better hiding place for it. You're going to have to come up with something good long-term, you admit, since there's no way you're giving it up now.\n\nIndeed, over the next week and change you do your best to find just about any opportunity to use it that you can, usually late at night when you parents are asleep. You try a few different positions, and on your knees with your face on the pillow turns out to be good in one way because you find you can get the dildo nice and deep in your by now eager ass, but not so great for having a good angle to thrust it in. Eventually however your mother informs you that she'll be out for most of the day, and that's when you take the opportunity to make use of the shower.\n\nYou'd suspected that the base of the dildo worked as a suction cup, and now you're able to test that, blushing at the loud <i>thock</i> it makes when adhering. You have to wiggle and work it a bit to get it off again, but not so hard that you're worried you won't be able to remove it quickly if you need to. The more embarrassing part is having to bend over and spend a few moments figuring out the exact right placement before thocking it into place on the wall again... but by now that sense of embarrassment has become part of the thrill of using it, and by the time you've got it in place your cock is rock hard and steadily oozing pre.\n\nYou pop open the gel tube (admittedly you've gone through a slightly unusual amount, but hopefully your mother believed you that you've just been spending more time outside than usual) and put some in your palms. You find yourself suddenly and vaguely tempted to lean down and use your mouth on the dildo first instead, and your cheeks color. 'H-hey, this is just masturbating with my ass, try not to get carried away,' you think as you smear the improvised lube all over the dildo with both hands, unable to help giving it a few strokes as if you really were jerking it off.\n\nThen you turn around and bend over, trying to nudge yourself up into place. Somehow the dildo always seems to easily find its mark, and with a moan you feel it slide inside you, able to get it into that much deeper position but without any straining or hard effort this time. You wiggle your hips as you get fully onto it, blushing more deeply again as you feel the molded balls rubbing against your real ones. Gripping ahold of the door and the bar, you start rocking yourself, actually able to really fuck yourself on the dildo nice and deep for the first time, your stiff prick bouncing and wobbling below your belly and between your thighs.\n\n'Fuck, this is even better than before,' you think, your eyes rolling a bit. You try to picture your crush, your friend Maya's older sister Baal, being the one to use the dildo on you, that she was the one stroking it in and out of your ass. It's somehow incredibly easy to imagine Maya's calm, collected older sister with her pale hair and solemn expresion being the one to work the toy into your ass... in fact you can practically hear her voice saying 'You're a naughty little buttslut, aren't you?'\n\nYour motions quicken, even as you feel embarrassed and humiliated at the thought of being called a 'buttslut'... but it absolutely does make your ass squeeze around the dildo and your cock twitch to think of. Your fucking yourself back against the dildo... n-no, masturbating with your ass, remember... speeds up. Gradually, without really thinking about it, your fantasy of Baal being the one to pump the dildo into your ass turns into a fantasy of her wearing a strapon and actually fucking you, with you thinking of those long fingers with her dark nails gripping your waist, and finally that fantasy evolves into the thought of Baal with a long, hard, real cock pounding you in the ass and calling you a little buttfucked bitch.\n\nThat thought pushes you over the edge, and this time you let out a little cry as you have your first 'hands-free' orgasm, your cock twitching and firing long ropes of cum, your climax set off entirely by fucking yourself in the ass with the toy. You grind back against it a bit, whining softly as your cock continues to shudder and shoot, your balls getting drained harder than they have any other time, other than maybe the first time using the dildo.\n\nAfterward, as you're actually showering and cleaning the dildo off, you consider what this means...\n\n<hr>\n[[You need more toys.|QODil1x5]]\n\n[[You need to get fucked.|QODil]]

Yeah... thinking about it, this thing feels so good, you kind of want more. Maybe... bigger ones. Or... or even vibrating ones? Oh man, imagine how that might feel... gosh.\n\n... Yeah, the issue is that you just turned sixteen. Basically every store out there would refuse to sell to you without you being eighteen (even though seventeen is 'full legal' in your state), plus there's the issue of actually hiding them from your parents. You guess you could try to buy some online, where a lot of places' idea of confirming your age is a checkbox, but then there's the worry of your mom asking what's in a box (or just randomly deciding to open it herself).\n\nHm. You guess you could go back to the store where you got this one? you think as you tuck the dildo back into the bag, box, and hiding spot you've found for it (to serve as a sort of multi-layer protection). That place was... particularly weird, though. You don't even remember that much about it, which is one of the things that seems particularly weird about it. On the other hand, you pretty much <i>know</i> that somewhere in there are sex toys, and that they'll sell them to you. You're just not sure you want to think about what that means, since you've been avoiding pondering the implications of your favorite new possession too much when you're using it...\n\n<hr>\n[[Try a sex toy store.|QODil1x6]]\n\n[[Try to shop online.|QODil]]\n\n[[Go back to the weird store.|QODil]]

<div style="border:1px solid #ccc;padding:5px 10px;">You have elected to receive a home testing kit for the Let's Pretend!: Dressup Chest. Please fill out below details to receive your kit, and insure that at least one other individual partakes in testing for maximum <s>Science</s> fun.\n\n<b>Important Note:</b> Due to a... miscommunication... some sets may include costumes such as Streetwalking Prostitute and Big Tough Biker. While we assure you that those involved have been fired (out of a railgun, at North Korea), some sets may have "escaped into the wild" with such costumes intact. \n</div>\n\nYou stare at the note for a moment, then get distracted from it by something even more concerning from earlier. Looks like you're probably going to have to involve someone else in testing these. You wince a little as your shyness acts up, but clicking Back doesn't seem to work, so after a moment you go ahead and fill in your information. You'll just have to deal with it when it arrives in an... hour or two? Was that what the front page said? Surely it meant "day" or "week" right?\n\nExcept that almost precisely ninety minutes later, you hear your mother call up to you with "Jamie! Package addressed to you!"\n\nBlinking, you head downstairs, accepting the white cardboard box and glancing at the label. 'AppAssure Industries', alright.\n\n"Did you order something?"\n\n"Uh, no, I signed up for a product tester thing. It's actually just some... clothes or something, I think," you answer, before carrying it upstairs. Setting the box down, you open it, then haul out the plastic 'treasure chest' style box within, setting it down and flipping it open. Inside are a number of sealed plastic wrappers that apparently contain the costumes (vacuumed down to take up as little space as possible, you assume). There's also a sheet of glossy paper on top, which is apparently a list of the costumes.\n\nLet's see... Little Red Riding Hood, the Big Bad Wolf, Prince Charming, Beauty, the Beast, Space Marine, Evil Space Bug, Peachy Pink Princess, The Turtle Emperor, The Elf Princess, The Hero of Time, the Fierce Dragon, the Minotaur... there's a bunch of other stuff listed, and it ends with 'Assorted Accessories'. You rummage through the packed costumes, noting that most of them are labeled nice and clearly, though it looks like there are some where the sealing process went wrong and the seal happened across the label, rendering it unreadable.\n\nAlright, well... you're supposed to have someone else help you with the testing. You could call up your friend Maya, or Kevin... or if you were too embarrassed to ask one of them, there's always your mother, she's right downstairs. Or you could disregard what the site said and just try some on by yourself.\n\n<hr>\n[[Call Maya.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Call Kevin.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Call both.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Call your mom.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Call no one.|QOHPT]]

Honestly, you've realized that since you saw him today the way you look at Kevin has... changed. Before he was just your guy friend who was obviously much better looking than you, now you're realizing you find him kind of... cute. Maybe it's also how he's just kind of being so... submissive, really. ... There's another word that goes there and you're not sure if it's quite the one you want to use, but.\n\n"Y'know," you say slowly, making up your mind. After all, your mom did say that you wouldn't be able to use your abilities fully on girls for a few years yet, so. "I do have something fun in mind we could do."\n\n"What's that?" Kevin says rather eagerly... then his eyes widen and his cheeks flush as you undo your jeans and push down your underwear in a quick, casual motion, letting your cock spring free. "Uhhhh, Jamie, what are you doing?" he murmurs as you give your already mostly-hard cock a few strokes, then raise your hand to rest gently on the back of his head. "I, uh, I'm not really into guys, I don't think we should mmf, mmn," he cuts off, his protest muffled by his lips sliding over the head of your prick as he starts obediently sucking and licking at it, no sign of any actual resistance in his body.\n\nJust like that, he's sucking at you and working his tongue over your cock like it's the most natural thing in the world to him. He still gives a few embarrassed wriggles and shifts, but obviously not enough to stop the bobbing of his head he's already doing to work more of your enhanced member into his mouth... especially once you rub his head a bit more to encourage him, even that little bit of reinforcement apparently having quite an effect at this point. Obviously your own viewpoint's changed a fair bit too, since you can't help but think he looks really cute with his lips wrapped around your dick, and all those little squirms he gives, especially as you run your hand up and down his back, tugging up his shirt to brush your fingertips over his skin, and even giving his ass a light squeeze.\n\nPlus there's definitely the charge of the fact that, well... Kevin's always been the 'dominant' one. The popular, confident one who did what he liked, and now instead all it took was a bit of a physical nudge and he's doing his best to work your cock down his throat. You give his ass another squeeze and feel his embarrassed but pleasured moan send shudders through your prick, and bite your lower lip a bit as you grin. "C'mon, you can get it further down," you urge gently as you can feel the tip of your cock bump his throat and hear him make a low gagging noise. Just the liiightest pressure on the back of his head is enough to urge him to work his throat down over you, though, and soon he's deep-throating you like you're sure at least one or two girls have deep-throated him. \n\nYou take a moment to pull off your shirt, then lean back on your other hand, still letting the one rest on the back of his head. Might as well let him take his time, after all he said Tanya wouldn't be leaving for at least half an hour! Besides, it seems like the longer it goes on the less he's squirming or seeming embarrassed, and the more he's getting focused on it, and just concentrating on sucking and licking you and obviously trying to please you and pleasure your cock, his lips and tongue and mouth all working you more tenderly and attentively. Finally, you let out a soft 'mmf' and clench your fingers gently in his hair, pulling his head up so that you can fill his mouth with your load, Kevin's body twitching a bit in shock at suddenly having cum all over his tongue and filling up his mouth. He peeks up at you through his lashes, almost shyly, with cum dribbling out around his lips and down your shaft... then you can feel him swallow.\n\n'Very good,' you think a tad smugly as you take away your hand and let him sit up, leaving him sitting there looking rather dazed for the moment.\n\n<hr>\n[[Return the favor.|QOFam10x1]]\n\n[[Fuck him.|QOFam9x3]]\n\n[["So, think Tanya's left yet?"|QOFam]]

"Let's go somewhere, like the mall," you suggest. "I mean if Kevvvva's gotta go shopping anyway we might as well all go together."\n\n"I guess that sounds okay, yeah. Better to just fit in grabbing some new stuff at the mall than wind up going to an actual clothes store," Keva asserts, after giving you a brief odd look at your odd trill of her name due to avoiding calling her Kevin.\n\n"I'm up for it," Maya adds with a nod.\n\nSoon all three of you are entering the air-conditioned sanctuary of the mall's interior, looking around as is the norm as if expecting a plethora of new shops to have materialized overnight. Or maybe that's just you, you're not sure why you always expect a ton of new things at the mall, you just do, it's like it's constantly changing though you can't really remember precisely how.\n\nYou do notice that Maya and Keva seem far more engaged with each other than they ever have been on previous meetings. Hm, kind of makes you wonder if Maya ever felt like you and Kevin were excluding her a bit in those situations? Except, well, both Maya and Keva are also keeping close to you, often looking over and doing their best to engage you too, smiling and obviously enjoying your company. And that's when it hits you... you're the one in charge! You're... you're actually the head of this friend group now! Your incubus abilities have given you the charisma and confidence that you've... well, you actually have control of the situation for the first time in your life! \n\n... Holy crap you actually get to decide what sort of outing this is. Like, you're pretty sure whatever you want to do, you can get the girls to agree! \n\n<hr>\n[[It's a date.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[It's you picking out their clothes.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[It's just a normal outing.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[It's a... hmmmmmmm...|QOFamInc1x3]]

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I should look like a cute slutty girl!" you gasp out, shivering as your eyes roll some. "I want to look like a sweet, weak, slutty little girl so that men will bend me over and slam me with their BIG! FAT! <b>COCKS</b>!" you blurt, Emi obligingly slamming you particularly hard with every word about how you want to be pounded in the ass. \n\n"Mmm, that's what you want, huh? You want to be a naughty little trap?" Emi coos, shifting his hips a bit so that his thrusts rub your cock against the bed even more, making you moan and start working your own hips more eagerly, pressing back against his own thrusts but also rubbing yourself on the sheets. "Wearing pretty little skirts and cute little panties, ready to take any cock that gets hard for you, that it?"\n\n"Nnnnnh, yes, yes, I want so many cooooocks," you whimper into the pillow, shuddering as your own dick twitches at the thought of even more fat pricks slamming into you the way Emi's is, over and over, using you like a slut. As if in reaction to your fantasy, Emi thrusts forward hard, giving a sweet, girlish moan as he empties his balls into your ass, with you answering him with your own increasingly feminine moan in reply as your cock twitches, firing long ropes of cum against your belly and the bedsheets.\n\nAfter a moment Emi giggles and pulls out, and you lay there panting as he does something off to the side. At his nudge you roll over, then blush as you see him holding up a pair of folded thigh-highs and skimpy little pink panties. "I always like to bring spares. But leeet's get you started, hm?"\n\nSoon your legs are sheathed in the stockings, helping lend them a more girlish curve as you hold them up high in the air, the panties pulled to one side but left hugging your balls and the front of your stiff cock as Emi pounds into you again. "Mmmm, yeah, you tooootally have what it takes to be a trap, Jamie," he coos as he watches your face while you moan and gasp out. "You'll look like suuuuch a pretty girl that you'll get soooo many straight guys' dicks hard, and if they even bother to notice the bulge in your panties I bet they won't care anymore, they'll just pound you anyway! I bet you like that, huh, thinking of straight guys' dicks in your slutty little ass?"\n\nThe seeds Emi's planting take root hard, and you give a soft, sweet moan at the thought of some straight married teacher with two kids of his own bending you over a desk at school and slamfucking you until you ahegao. Your cock actually fires a splurt of cum just at that, Emi squealing delightedly as your ass squeezes and clamps around him. He giggles and runs his fingertips over your nipples, urging them to perk up a bit more.\n\n"Mmmhmmmm, we're gonna get you alllll trapped up, don't you worry!"\n\n"Hmmmm. A trap, huh?"\n\nThis last is from Aki sometime later, as he's sitting on the edge of the bed and leaned back a bit on one hand, using the other to flick through his phone. You and Emi, meanwhile, are on your knees between his legs, the two of you working your tongues over the older trap's cock, Emi shamelessly sucking his brother's balls or deepthroating the surprisingly long shaft, and cooingly urging you to do the same before he looks up at Aki. "Don't you think he has potential?"\n\n"I think he dooooes, yeah." Aki grins wickedly as he looks down at you kissing your way up the side of his prick. "He needs a little work, but we can take care of that." He taps the edge of his phone against his lower lip, then points at you. "Okay, Jamie, you want to be a trap?"\n\n"Please," you whimper softly, dragging your tongue up the underside of his shaft before you answer. "I want to look like a sweet, slutty girl so lots of guys will fuck me."\n\n"Well we can do that for sure! Alright, here's the deal. I'll arrange with your brother so that he can convince your parents you're gonna stay with him for a little while at the start of summer. But really Emi and I will pick you up from school and you'll start your trap training. Ah, but this is important..." He points down at you with one elegant finger. "No fucking until then. You've got to prove your resolve if you want to become a proper trap. You don't so much as touch a cock other than your own until we say so. Say 'Yes, Mistress' if you understand," he finishes with a giggle.\n\n<hr>\n[["Yes, Mistress!"|QOBro9x2]]\n\n[["But... cock...!"|QOBro]]

"Yes, Mistress!" you reply eagerly, even as you're sliding your mouth down over Aki's cock and rolling your tongue around the head.\n\n"Mmm, good good. And for being such an agreeable, obedient little student, let me give you one more dicking for the road." Giggling, Aki pulls you up and then hauls you forward, bending you over the bed before sliding behind you and smoothly thrusting into your ass. You squeal happily, wiggling your hips in encouragement as Aki starts pounding into you, your cock twitching beneath you as the trap's smooth balls slap against yours. Being fucked by the trap who's going to teach you to be a slutty little trap yourself is almost as good as imagining seducing straight men, and soon your eyes are rolling in pleasure and your cock is firing long ropes of cum against the side of the bed as Aki fills your ass with his load.\n\nThe next morning you shower and pull on some jeans... over the panties Emi left you... and a shirt, then head out into the main room. Aki and Emi are nowhere to be seen, just Will eating cereal at the table as he peruses his tablet. You get yourself a bowl of cereal and sit down as well, not sure how to start a conversation considering the events of last night.\n\n"So Aki says I'm supposed to convince Mom and Dad you're staying with me while he teaches you to be a 'trap' like him," Will says casually, glancing over.\n\nWell, that's one way. You nibble your bottom lip a bit, then nod. "Y-yeah."\n\n"Heh. I'll believe it when I see it. I mean, no offense, little bro, but Aki and Emi are on a whole other level with looking like girls."\n\nYou pout a little at that. What, doesn't he think you look girly?! ... Wait. ... Oh well. It's true that your "teachers" are kind of amazingly pretty and girl-like. But you have hope for yourself!\n\nThe remainder of your time with Will is largely normal, though several times while you're out he does buy new panties or stockings for you, each time teasing you about how even if you wear them you'll still probably never be on Aki's level, each time making you pout. But then you don't think it will be easy to get ahold of this stuff on your own for awhile, so you'll take what you can get. You return home and do your best to act normal both around your parents and once you're back in school, feeling a bit sad every time you have to change out of your panties and back into briefs because it's a day with gym class. Though after a week or so you're mysteriously excused from gym class, so you switch back to just being mildly worried about some big bully boy finding out that you're wearing a cute little purple satin thong under your jeans... of course worrying about that often turns into a fantasy about said bully boy shoving you to your knees and stuffing a fat, throbbing cock down your throat and feeding you a big load of cum, so it's a very conflicted feeling many days.\n\nAt night you lay in bed, your cock jutting out of your panties as you stroke it with one hand and finger your quivering, eager asshole with the other, whimpering softly as your legs twist, stocking-sheathed toes digging in against the sheets. You wanna get fucked so baaaad! It's so awful of Mistress Aki and Emi to get you hooked on dick and then tell you that you can't have any for months! Maybe... maybe you could cheat, a little, I mean, just one, two, maybe ten dicks pounded into your soft little boy-pussy couldn't upset Mistress <i>too</i> much, right?\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes, find some cock!|QOBro]]\n\n[[No, be a good trap-in-training.|QOBro]]

Hm, why not assemble the whole crew? Now that you've had a bit of a bonding activity so that Kevin and Maya aren't only connected by you. As you're messaging them to suggest getting together at Maya's, you consider reminding them that they had sex with each other a fair bit as well as you, but decide not to. Yet. Maybe when the time is right.\n\nSoon all of you are assembled in Maya's bedroom, which does look like she cleaned it up a bit... Kevin's never been here before after all, and thus Keva's glancing around in that way that people do when they're curious about a new space but don't want to look like they're snooping. Both of them seem to be acting pretty normal... if not for Keva's (apparently braless) breasts beneath her T-shirt and the obvious difference of her hips and butt beneath the now slightly ill-fitting jeans, it'd be just like Kevin was here as normal. Well, maybe not identical, she and Maya do seem like they're a bit more open with each other than they were before when they'd interact.\n\n"Yeah, I dunno, maybe I'm losing weight or something 'cause everything fits like crap now," Keva sighs as she plucks at the hips of her jeans. "Guess I've gotta go shopping," she suggests without enthusiasm.\n\n"Not a big fan?" Maya asks drolly, kicking her feet back and forth a little where she's sitting on the side of her bed.\n\n"I mean if it's for something <i>fun</i> but I'm pretty basic in the clothing department, I guess. Boys' section, pants, shirt, some fancier stuff for if there's a party or something, I'm done," Keva declares, swinging her hands apart.\n\nMaya gives you an amused look as if to silently say 'this friggin' tomboy', while you're trying not to laugh. If only she remembered. In any event, now to decide what to do with all three of you together...\n\n<hr>\n[[Time for more fun!|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Let Keva and Maya have a moment alone. For reasons.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Let's all go out.|QOFamInc1x2]]

... Yeah, may as well admit it. You want this. Taking a deep breath, you type back, 'I love you too. And I loved what we did. Let's keep it up as long as this lasts.'\n\nThere's another pause, before Maya texts back 'So you want to keep being my bitch?'\n\nYou feel your face heat, but after only a moment type back 'Yes I want to be your bitch.'\n\n'You want to be my little sissy cockslut?'\n\nFfffuck she really is getting into this now isn't she? And yet you can feel your own body practically tingling with arousal, squirming on the bed as your ass gives a little squeeze around nothing in apparent desire to be filled. Whimpering just a little, you nevertheless obediently text back 'I'm your little sissy cockslut'.\n\n'Alright' ' Be a good girl and take some pictures of yourself in your panties and send them to me'\n\nOh god, but your parents are still awake! ... But you can't just disobey... you want to be a... a good girl. Taking a deep breath and rallying yourself, you get up and strip down to the thong before stepping in front of the mirror. You have to force yourself not to cover the front of your crotch, instead winding up with your hand resting on your stomach with your fingers splayed out a bit as you take the picture. But Maya asked for more than one, so you turn a bit to the side, your hand sliding around to your hip as you kind of jut the other out, taking a few more shots as you turn back and forth, and then one last one with your back to the mirror, one hand holding the camera and the other arm hugged around yourself a bit as you blush at the sight of your own ass in the thong on the screen.\n\nQuickly pulling on your sleeping clothes over the thong, your heart racing from having expected one of your parents to walk in on you at any moment, you calm yourself enough for your fingers to stop trembling so you can attach the photos. You hesitate just a moment, knowing that this means not only will she have such lewd photos of you, but that they might someday leak and get shown to others... but, you've been ordered. And you're a... a good girl... so you hit the send button.\n\nOnce again there's a fairly extended silence, in which you squirm and alternate between nervously looking at the text message and seeing those lewd pictures of yourself, and closing the phone because what if someone else somehow saw the screen? But eventually Maya texts back with 'Made my dick really hard' 'But I think you need more practice' 'So from now on you'll send me at least five naughty selfies every night' 'And send me one of your little sissy clit now'\n\nY-your...?! ... Oh. Blushing again, you get up and drop your pants and step over in front of the mirror. Squirming in embarrassment, you pull the front of the panties aside to let your limp cock spill free. You take the picture quickly before scrambling to right the panties and pull on your pants again. ... Whew, once again not walked in on. Your face still bright red, you attach the image and send it.\n\n'Good girl <3' 'I'll see you tomorrow' 'My mom leaves around nine so I want you here at nine thirty'\n\n... Wow she wants an early start to the day. A day that will no doubt be full of fucking you and feminizing you. You send back a 'yes ma'am' which doesn't get a response, but somehow you can just feel her satisfaction through the phone. You flop into bed, still trembling a little at the sense of arousal you feel but without the usual obvious outlet for it.\n\nOnce you're sure your parents are in bed, you strip out of your pants and panties and start playing with your limp cock, moaning softly at the pleasure but lacking any sense of satisfaction. Eventually you admit to yourself what you want and coat a few fingers in lotion, sliding them into your ass and pumping them, the slightly thick squelching sound in the quiet darkness reminding you of the sound of Maya's cock pumping into you after she'd already cum. But whether it's that you can't find a really good position to get your fingers, or you just don't know how to properly stimulate your ass, or it's just that fingers aren't up to the challenge after experiencing how <i>pleasing</i> Maya's cock was, you can pleasure yourself but you can't get yourself off. Eventually giving up, you pull your panties and sleeping pants back on and settle into a rather frustrated sleep.\n\nIn the morning you get up and get dressed, still wearing the panties since Maya didn't tell you that you were allowed not to. Your mother's only response to you saying you're going over to Maya's again is to comment "Oh? This early? Well alright dear, call if you wind up staying for dinner." She's always been pretty encouraging of you spending time with Maya, even... actually maybe especially since you got older. Wonder why that is? You wonder what she'd say if you told her... well, obviously not <i>details</i>, but that you and Maya were basically a couple now. She'd probably drop dead of shock, you're certain.\n\nIn any event you get there slightly before 9:30, and see that her parents' cars aren't in the driveway, which is a relief. You're not sure how much more 'completely normal' small talk you could make with clueless adults before... well, before. You've barely knocked on the door when it opens and Maya pulls you inside, pressing you back against the wall and kissing you forcefully. You mmf and squirm, then moan softly into her mouth as she presses up against you, both her tits and her hard cock pressing to your body through the layers of cloth separating the both of you. She kisses you for long moments, tongue twining with... and dominating... yours, before she draws her head back some and smiles at you. "Hi."\n\n"H-hi," you reply breathlessly.\n\n"Mm, really looking forward to today," she murmurs, pecking you on the nose and making you squirm a bit more. "How about you, how was your night?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Frustrating.|QOMS]]\n\n[[Full of anticipation.|QOMS1x3]]

Okay, now partner type...\n\n<hr>\n[[Inanimate.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Bestial.|QODigiMayaTestBestialRepeat]]\n\n[[Feral.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Human.|QODigi]]

You manage to fight through the absolute surge of horniness that says you'd do anything right now to have her give your dick just one stroke, let alone have her play with your butt, because you have some deep, instinctive feeling that if you agreed to be her slave she doesn't mean just buying you a decorative collar and being cutesy on social media together.\n\nBut... you do very much want to please her right now, all the same. "I... I'll stream to promote your store," you manage in a shaky voice. "I'll stream with stuff you give me or... stuff you get from here... t-to help your business."\n\n"I know you will," Aerin purrs, not sounding disappointed at all by your choice. Sadly her hand does come away from your cock... and then pushes gently on your back, having you bend over. "Here. I'll give you something good right now. You can enjoy it until your first show, and start with it in. Make sure and show it off to everyone, hmmm?"\n\nYou nod faintly, staying in position bent over with your bare ass and throbbing hardon bared as you hear her move off to the side again. You whimper softly as she returns, and you feel one of those hot, hot fingertips covered in very cool gel stroking in a slow, firm circle around and around your pucker until it opens for her, then slipping inside. You continue to make soft moans as she strokes her finger in and out, working it in slow circles to smear the lube thoroughly over your inner walls. Then you gasp loudly as something cool and metal with a narrow tip presses against you. You feel your ass stretching steadily as she pushes it in, but it's not a <i>lot</i> wider than your usual toy before it suddenly pops inside you and settles, your cock twitching and firing off long ropes of cum that splatter right on your own face due to your position... and amidst it you're absolutely certain you hear the shutter click of a cellphone camera.\n\nOnce your head's stopped swimming, you straighten up, blushing at the feel of your face being smeared with cum and at the cool, hard feeling of the plug inside you as your ass squeezes around it, silently accepting the soft cloth the smirking Aerin offers you. You clean your face off some, pull your pants up and redo them, and finish with your face... then blush and squirm as she holds her phone up to show you the picture, your ass squeezing around the plug again at the sight. Not only did she catch you in the midst of moneyshotting yourself, the picture clearly shows off the round base of the plug... which has a version of her store's logo on it, displaying 'The Hoard' in a rather proprietary way right between your asscheeks.\n\n"You wash off a bit more, cute stuff, I'm gonna go put together a little bag for your first few shows," she chirps before turning and heading off back into the store.\n\nYou use the kitchenette sink to clean your face the rest of the way and then slowly sink down to sit, trying to get used to the feel of the hard bulb of the toy settled inside your ass, pressing deeper into you as you settle. Every little move seems to move it inside you and stimulate you again... you wonder if it's even possible to get used to something like this? You're left both squirming and trying not to squirm too much until Aerin returns, holding what looks like a perfectly normal backpack. "Here you go. I included enough stuff for you to do several shows with, and I'll contact my friend and have him set up everything for you, including my banner ad and stuff. He'll send around the company's rideshare van to collect you at ten on weekdays, so I'll see you here next Saturday."\n\nYou nod just a little numbly, reaching up to take the backpack as she proffers it, then giving a squeak as she uses it to haul you closer, both at the sudden motion, being suddenly face-to-face with her again, and the sudden shift of the plug in your ass. "Do not ditch out and embarrass me," she murmurs quietly. \n\nYou swallow and nod, and just like that she's all sultry smiles again as she hauls you to your feet. "Good! Anyway, be considering a persona."\n\n"Persona?" you echo a bit faintly as she once more guides you along with a hand on your shoulder, this time back out into the shop and towards the entrance.\n\n"Well obviously you can't stream as 'Jamie' and show your face," she scoffs, with you ducking your head as you realize you hadn't even thought of that. "I included a selection of face masks and some hair decorations and stuff, that and styling it a bit different should be enough to throw anyone who happens to see you off. And a few cute bits of clothing. Luckily you're a tad generic, even if someone does recognize something like your voice or eyes, you're kind of 750,000 in a million."\n\n... Ow. Accurate, but ow. You head for the door with your head slumped, only to yip and jump a bit at Aerin smacking your ass encouragingly, making you hop and making your ass clench around the plug again.\n\nThe plug... definitely makes your walk back to the anime store much more interesting than the walk away from it. Oddly enough you don't stay hard the entire time... in fact your cock eventually goes soft, despite the constant feeling of pressure and pleasure in your ass. You force yourself to actually go inside and look around for something to buy, managing to act mostly normal (for you) even though there's another very cute girl only a little older than you wearing a shirt from your favorite anime of two years past working the counter. (Well, not like you'd manage to talk to her normally even if you didn't have a round metal bulb advertising a sex store stuffed in your butt.) You force yourself to pick out a rather cute plush toy of Sailor Mars and, without really thinking about it, shove it in the backpack once you've bought it.\n\nSimilarly it's embarrassing and yet ever more stimulating as you take your Uber ride home with the plug still in you, every little jostle and bump of the car making it shift inside you. (Maybe the driver thinks it's a commentary on his music because he turns it up pointedly twice. You feel like you should dock him stars for that but frankly you can't bring yourself to.) Of course it only gets even worse as you get home and see that your mother's car is back already. 'Oh god I'm gonna hafta have a conversation with Mom with this thing in,' you think. Actually you realize you're going to have to have dinner with them with it in too since Aerin told you to wear it until the show and you just really don't want to disobey her.\n\n"Hello, honey, I wondered where you'd been," your mother says pleasantly as you come in.\n\n"Yeah, went to an anime store," you manage, actually surprising yourself with how calm and normal you sound, even as your ass clenches around the toy again. Your brain seems to have realized you HAVE to be Very Normal™ even as your body continues to tease you by making you stimulate yourself. "Y'know, birthday money burning a hole in my pocket. But, um, speaking of that, I actually got a job!"\n\n"Oh?" your mother says, instantly getting that very Mother look on her face that says she's slightly pleased and extremely worried. What if her baby gets kidnapped while doing part-time work during the day at the well-lit store in the middle of the nice neighborhood?! (is what she's clearly thinking).\n\n"Yeah, uh, there's this new independent anime streaming site that wants me to run their social media accounts," you say, watching her eyes glaze over a little more with every phrase that was invented after 1994. "Basically I'll just be sitting in an office posting on the computer all day but it still pays some. And I get to watch a lot of anime to do it, so."\n\n"Oh! That's nice, dear," she says, looking relieved, and clearly just as quickly absolving herself of any need to actually follow your 'work'. "Will you need a ride?"\n\n"No, the office complex has like a shuttle thing that will pick me up."\n\n"That's good too. You start tomorrow? Well, I'm sure your father will be pleased, honey, and why don't we have pizza tonight to celebrate?"\n\n"Okay, see you in a bit," you say, turning to head upstairs, normal normal normal even as walking up the stairs again makes the toy shift around inside you in new and interesting ways.\n\nYou want to collapse into bed once you get there but ease yourself down instead, breathing hard... and then yanking your pants open and starting to jerk off furiously, your dick once more fully hard and twitching. You have to desperately muffle a cry as you cum quickly and intensely, your ass clenching and pulling the plug as deep into you as the stopper will let it as you thrust your hips in the air.\n\nOnce you've cleaned up, you put off checking out what's in the backpack until after dinner, which you again do a surprisingly good job of being Very Normal™ through even though you're sitting there with your mom and dad with a buttplug settled snugly in your rear. But eventually you return to your room and, waiting a bit longer to make sure the house is settled for the night, you open the bag.\n\nThere's the Sailor Mars plushie, which you set aside to rummage through the rest. You blush, of course, at the sight of several dildos... one's a bit smaller than the one you've been using, two are about the same size (though one is sort of twist-shaped) and the other is definitely noticeably bigger, and a dark brown. You also find the face masks she mentioned, a few plain ones in various colors and also several with little kitty-smirks on the front. There are also some pairs of panties and packages of stockings... yeah, that's right, Aerin said you should go for a 'femboy' look, both because it's popular and because it will help hide your identity. In fact, as you find the little collection of cutesy hair decorations, you notice one that's specifically a bright pink 'Male' symbol... not much more symbolic you can get than that. \n\n... Are you really thinking of doing this? This has gotten soooooo out of hand just because you wanted another lewd toy. You left the house this morning just wanting another dildo, and now tomorrow you'll be playing with your ass under an assumed identity on an illegal (let's face it, <i>duh</i>) streaming site to who-knows-how-many perverts, while wearing girls' lingerie.\n\nBut that's... definitely kind of exciting too. Plus you get the feeling Aerin would be pretty upset with you if you ditched out, and you have a feeling that upsetting Aerin would be at <i>least</i> as bad as upsetting Kevin's terrifying older sister Tanya. But what could she really do, call your parents? Share around that photo she took? You don't think she actually has your number, and your face is pretty... uh... obscured in that photo, so how bad could it really be? \n\n<hr>\n[[Stream tomorrow.|QOStream1x1]]\n\n[[Call it off.|QODil]]

"Um." Lil blinks, staring a bit at your finger pressed down on the button. She opens her mouth as if to speak again, then stops as you follow up with several more clicks of it like someone trying to hurry an elevator. "... Why do I get the sense that wasn't so much because you were trying to please me?"\n\n"... This doesn't do anything, does it?" you ask with a frown, focused entirely on the button as you give it one last push just to be sure.\n\n"Er, n-no. Wait, so... you shook off my control but you did it anyway?" Lil says in a slightly dazed tone, lowering the prop and staring at you.\n\n"Listen, if you had to constantly measure yourself against the guy who was the better version of you <i>without even trying</i> and were looking at an entire lifetime of that and you were given that opportunity..." You trail off, opening and closing your own mouth a few times as some things start sinking in. "... uhhhh..."\n\nLil's eyebrows raise, a playful little smirk tugging at her lips. "Well don't freeze up now, you were doing so well!"\n\n"You're a, uh... a..."\n\n"Succubus. Half, actually. It's not a particularly long story but also not a very relevant one." Lil steps back and offhandedly tosses the button away, bringing a hand up to cup her chin, her elbow winding up pressing against the yielding flesh of her huge breast. "Now that's very interesting. A human that can resist the full force of my aura, but is also... well, ruthless about grasping what he wants, given the opportunity."\n\n"I... guess?" you murmur, squirming a little. "I mean I was never presented an opportunity to 'press button get what you want' before."\n\n"But you seized it without hesitation and coercion when it was presented. You know what... I think we could be very good together, Jamie."\n\nThat makes your face go red. "Uh... w-wait, what do you mean, do you mean-"\n\n"Oh I mean exactly that." Lil lets out a sweet giggle, her glowing eyes flashing before she mms. "Although since I don't want to take a chance on ruining you... there's something you'll need to do first. Something I think you'll enjoy <i>very</i> much." She turns and walks over to a nearby cabinet, opening it and bending over a little, your cock throbbing as you can't help but stare at her large, round ass and her perfect-looking pussy framed between her round thighs. She glances over her shoulder and smirks at you, tail coiling around to playfully 'hide' her pussy with the spaded tip... but not the view of her pucker above it. "Maybe not quite as much as you'd enjoy that. But then again," she adds breezily as she straightens up and turns, now holding a box in her hands as she walks over. "You see, I got very few succubus powers other than an attraction aura that I can never shut off completely. But one of the others I got is the ability to fashion artifacts. And this is a particularly potent one I made a few years back, and have been saving for a... special occasion."\n\nLil undoes the clasp and lifts the lid, showing the foot-long dagger resting on a bed of purple velvet. The grip and hilt are both fairly plain, black trimmed with silver, the sort of thing you could get at any knife store, but the blade looks like it's made of dark purple glass, swirled with fainter colors and sparkling with little flecks of silver, gold, and red. "This, Jamie, is a Knife of Appropriation."\n\n"... Sounds like something that'd get a callout post written about me," you can't help but mutter.\n\nLil giggles softly. "Not in this case, since no one will ever know you did any appropriating. You see, Jamie, if you stab someone with this dagger, everything they have becomes yours. Their place in the world, their skills, their talents, their knowledge, their connections to other people, everything... and yet you still keep everything you had too. And in fact this one turned out so well that in the process, you'll also get the tiniest bit of my own nature with it as well... just the littlest sliver of my attraction aura and my ability to dominate and command others, but if you added it to someone else's high natural charisma... say, someone who was even, I think the way I heard it put was, 'the better version of you'..."\n\n"W-wait, whoa whoa whoa, are you..." You swallow hard. "Are you telling me to <i>actually</i> kill Will?"\n\n"No, darling, I'm giving you the choice to possibly <i>become</i> Will, while still keeping everything of being Jamie." She closes the lid on the box and holds it out to you. "One thrust of this blade and everything that's his becomes yours. His looks, his charm, his friends, his apartment, his scholarship, his grades, his stocks... his fiancee," she adds, eyes twinkling. "Oh, no need to look bothered, dear, I'd fuck her too. Have considered doing more than once. But with this she can be <i>yours</i>. And you keep everything from yourself too... your name, your own interests and knowledge, your friends. The world will simply resolve the conflicts the way it sees fit."\n\n"... And it costs me my soul, right?" you murmur, eyeing the box.\n\n"Well that would be between you and your soul, I suppose." Lil giggles. "No dear, I don't intend to charge you for it. Consider this a gift. But... if you accept it, and use it... then I think the two of us could get on very, very well together. Especially since with that sliver of demonic empowerment, I wouldn't have to worry about, say... making you cum so hard your brain turns to goo. ... Literally." She makes a bit of a face. "I miss that pillow."\n\nUh-... -huh. Feeling like you can't really refuse at this point, you reach out to take the box with both hands. Lil smiles. "Do with it as you will. But if you 'Will'... then come on back to me and we'll have some fun. For now, let's call it a day... you obviously have a lot to think about." She winks at you with one glowing yellow eye. "And no doubt a rather full spank bank."\n\nYou actually feel too dazed to even consider that as Lil has one of the other girls at the dorm drive you back over to Will's place. As you walk in with glazed eyes, your brother chuckles. "Yeah, she has that effect on guys. What'd she have you do, chores or something?"\n\n"Um. Something like that," you think, trying not to fixate on the box tucked into your waistband below your shirt.\n\nThat night, you lay in bed, waiting to hear the faint click of the lights in the room next door that signals Will going to bed. You linger a bit longer, then quietly slide out of your own bed, turning to the desk where you set the box and open it. Weirdly in the dark the knife looks even more like a vibrant night sky than it did in the direct light of Lil's room. The button may have been a fake and a test... but looking at this thing, you just somehow know she's not toying with you now. She meant every word. All you have to do is go next door, one stab, and... suddenly everything about Will you've ever coveted is yours, without giving up a single thing of your own.\n\n<hr>\n[[Do it.|QOBro]]\n\n[[This is wrong.|QOBro]]\n\n[[... Not yet.|QOBro]]

"I... do not want to stay here, and I admit I'm not exactly thrilled about the idea of spending years in space in here," you reply a bit sheepishly, glancing around the interior of the cab.\n\n"Hey I love this thing but I'm with you on that one," Mac admits, giving her own rather more fond and sad glance around. "I guess splitting up and signing on with different ships would probably be our best chance. We get a freighter that goes out to the outer colonies or whatever of this place and it might be just what we need to get a signal to someone back home." She considers for a moment, then nods and rummages in her jacket before pulling out a clear card with some constantly changing glowing text on it, proffering it to you. "I'd already had this made up for you either way. This card has the contact protocols for basically every helpful organization in my company's database, and it's set up to try them automatically until it gets a response. It should be compatible with just about any communications equipment you come across. Make sure to try it whenever you get a chance on the ship, and also at every port you come to."\n\n"Okay. Um... any suggestions on the ship thing?" you ask as you accept the card, looking it over for a moment before stuffing it in your pocket.\n\n"Well general rule of thumb for stuff like that, I'm pretty sure, is that the cleaner and more orderly they look the safer they are," Mac says a bit dryly, rubbing her neck again. "I mean not a hard and fast rule, but about the best I can suggest. And stay away from the docks that are furthest from this side of the city but nearest the entry tubes, those are where the bad sorts are gonna hang out."\n\nAfter that, the two of you get everything valuable you can off the taxi, with her giving you several of the medpacks, before she essentially sells it for scrap. She splits the little slips of metal she gets paid with you, with the warning that they don't seem to even be that much locally, and that she can't even guarantee that any other port you come to will take them. On that cheerful note, the two of you split up to seek your own fortunes and hopefully find a way home.\n\nYou wander along the docks, unable to help staring at the ships and people, in part because being in shock and awe helps distract you a little bit from the enormity of the whole situation. The fact that you, a sixteen-year-old with social anxiety, is now tasked with getting himself signed aboard an alien ship's crew is pretty fucked up, but as long as you just keep moving forward and going 'Oh that's a cool hull design' you can manage it. It helps somehow that while there are a lot of aliens, there are a fair number of people that are (or at least look) human. You guess that old sci-fi standard of humans having spread across the entire universe is in effect, so that's nice.\n\nYou're a little surprised that here and there little impromptu "job fairs" seem to have sprung up, with people actually advertising for new people to sign on complete with tables and little signs. Some of them are more professional and more ramshackle than others, but apparently that's a legit way to get new crewmembers. One of the plainer one of those is a guy who looks like the crew picked out their currently least-scruffy and least-busy member and sent him with a folding table and the local plastic-looking equivalent of marker on posterboard that just says "[[Freighter Crew Needed|QOSC3x1]]". Well... at least you're guessing their standards probably aren't too high. On like the entire other end of the scale, there's a group of people in very neat-looking black and grey uniforms with what looks like an extremely professional dedicated stand with little holograms of ships and everything, and a holographic sign reading "[[Join the Protectors™ today!|QOSC1x3]]". There's yet another where again it's just one guy (specifically a rather plump-looking pig guy) wearing a very unattractively-colored space suit of some kind and looking very bored, with probably the most honest sign you could imagine: "[[Shit job with great pay|QOSC]]". While you guess your primary goal isn't to get paid, you can't help but feel that it would certainly be a bonus.\n\nOther than those, while you were walking around you've definitely seen a fair few [[smaller ships|QOSC]] that looked like they might be taking people on, but probably only a few that you'd be willing to risk. Maybe you should [[keep looking|QOSC]]...

Whatever little bit of your brain snapped seems to have well and truly taken off all limiters, since you find yourself moving completely behind the powerful, dangerous, sharp-clawed, steel-toothed demon and stepping in close. You can see its rubbery-looking black pucker below its rather stubby tail, which has lifted high anyway with its intent on fucking Maya. You squat and press the blunt tip of your own cock into its pucker, the beast barely even hesitating as its own thrusts bump it back against you. Then you're grabbing its haunches and thrusting forward, burying yourself inside the demon dog's ass.\n\nYou groan loudly, your eyes rolling. It's so hot, and gripping, and smooth, but most of all <i>hot</i>! You finally see what all those guys in pervy comics were talking about when they said "it feels like my dick is melting" as if it were a good thing! You begin pumping away into the hellhound with just as much abandon as the beast is pounding into Maya, though it only takes a few thrusts before you're shoving forward and painting the inside of the unearthly animal's asshole with a load of human cum. At roughly the same time you can hear Maya giving a rather animalistic howl of her own, overlaid by the demon dog's very real howl as it apparently thrusts forward and knots inside her.\n\nPanting and gasping, you stay as you are for a moment, before you begin thrusting and pumping, fucking into the devil dog's ass again, churning up the thick load of cum you already dumped into its ass and making it feel even hotter inside, somehow. You run your hands over its back and sides, feeling the incredibly powerful muscles beneath the sleek fur. You lean forward, reaching down to fondle the beast's balls as your own slap against them, or tease Maya's pussylips and clit where the hellhound's cock is buried inside them. Every so often you moan and gasp as you pump another outpouring of jizz into the dog's ass.\n\nBy the time you feel the hellhound starting to shift and back up, apparently intending to unknot from Maya, you've cum inside it three more times. You pull backwards and thud down to sit on the floor and lean back against the bed, your half-hard, cum-smeared cock flopped in front of you and dripping. You see that Maya's belly has bloated with the load (or maybe loads) the hellhound has poured into her, making her look almost full-term pregnant. Its knot stretches her pussy out again, making her shudder and slump to the floor as the beast's dig finally pops out and slides free amidst a waterfall of white that hits the floor and starts making a small pond of demon cum.\n\nYour heart is hammering in your chest as the beast turns towards you, fixing its solid red eyes on your face... before it booms, "The pact is sealed, you are my Alpha. I acknowledge your dominance. What would you bid of me?"\n\n<hr>\n[["... I want Maya as a sex slave."|QOBook]]\n\n[["... I want power."|QOBook]]\n\n[["... I want a blowjob."|QOBook]]

You're still staring in shock when something about Maya's cries and gasps changes, turning more pleasured, more like moaning, and you think you catch the slightest jerk of her hips back towards one of the hound's thrusts. Something snaps in your brain, your cock almost instantly raging hard. So it makes complete sense to unzip your jeans and fish it out, wrapping a hand around it and stroking yourself as you watch your friend get raped by the demon beast.\n\nMaya's eyes roll and her tongue lolls out, her body starting to rock back towards the beast's thrusts... you're not sure if she's doing it deliberately or if some buried instinct inside her body is forcing her to react like a bitch in heat. But you can see wetness spattering to the floor every time the hound thrusts in, and hear the wet slaps every time it slams itself home inside her. After a few moments of stroking your prick, you shimmy out of your pants and shirt as well, standing naked before the scene of depravity in front of you, pre oozing from your prick as you pump your hand along yourself, eyes fixed on the big black beast pounding away at Maya's pale form, those coveted tits swaying and jiggling beneath her.\n\n"Oh, oh fuck, fuck, my pussy, fuck, oh fuck!" Maya starts gasping out, the words largely incoherent, each one coming with a thrust of that immense inhuman prick into her, as if it was forcing them out her throat. You circle around to the side a bit, getting a better view of Maya's tits jiggling under her, but also a bit more able to see the hellhound's heavy black-furred balls swinging with its thrusts, and its immense swollen knot slapping against Maya's puffy, dripping pussylips with every thrust, gradually starting to push them further and further open.\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep jerking off.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Fuck Maya's mouth.|QOBook12x1]]\n\n[[Fuck the hound's ass.|QOBook11x3]]

"I guess I've always wanted a dog?" you answer, trying to go for quippy and cool, and winding up sounding uncertain and a little sad. Dammit.\n\n"Heh, okay, one dog from the depths coming up. Let's see..." Maya gets to her feet and strikes a bit of a pose, holding the book with one hand and thrusting the other out. Uncertain of why but feeling like it's the thing to do, you stand as well and step back a bit. Maya opens her mouth, pauses, then glances at you. "At least this one's just a short chant, even if it is weird gibberish."\n\n"That's good." The faster to get this over with.\n\nMaya clears her throat, then resumes her dramatic pose. "Keja sa dra ghud! E haat dra ghud! Ghud so pedlr rumac!"\n\nWhat happens next is so fast that you barely even have time to change expressions. Black mist forms in the space behind Maya, rapidly coalescing into a quadruped shape, a broad, thick body with powerful legs, sleek black fur, a long muzzle, horns curling from the sides of its head and over its ears before jutting forward again, and a massive, pointed-tip, black-veined cock swaying beneath its belly. Practically before it's done forming, the Hellhound leaps forward, dark steel teeth and gleaming black horns lashing out and twisting, Maya yelping as her clothes are torn apart, practically shredded from collar to hips, baring her tits and pussy to your full view for just a moment before the demon dog is bowling her over and knocking her onto all fours with itself above her. Maya cries out as that immense canine cock almost instantly finds her entrance and thrusts inside her before the beast begins pounding away, huffing and panting small gouts of flame from its mouth as it rapes her.\n\nYou stand there in shock, finally blinking. In only the few seconds since Maya completed the ritual, everything has gone from a lazy summer day to watching your childhood friend roll her eyes and grit her teeth as a demon animal from Hell slamfucks her pussy in front of you. What do you do?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Attack the hellhound!|QOBook]]\n\n[[Go for the book!|QOBook]]\n\n[[Run!|QOBook]]\n\n[[Jerk off.|QOBook11x2]]

Your little squeak of apprehension seems to clue Fripul into something, and she gives a soft 'ah'. "Quartz Hero, could it be that you've never... Bonded... before?"\n\nNever before have you been so insulted by something that was so objectively true and obvious. All the same all you can really do is nod in agreement.\n\n"Oh, do not worry then, Quartz Hero, I would of course be honored to provide you with a walkthrough tutorial!" Fripul chirps, unhesitatingly reaching up and poking a seemingly unimportant spot on the dress part of her outfit which causes it to just... fall off, leaving her instantly naked save for the habit atop her head. "Assuming, of course, that you do not mind making me one of your Chosen of Arrenji!"\n\n"Um," you squeak again, eyes wide and face red as you stare at her very luscious and very naked body. Well, very naked except for the nun-hat and the thigh-highs which really just makes her seem way more naked somehow. Of course, your (incredibly hard) dick instantly takes control of your neck muscles and moves your head in a nod before your brain can reboot and get a word in edgewise.\n\n"Oh good, thank you for this honor, Quartz Hero!" Fripul chirps as she effortlessly scoops you up and settles you partially over her shoulder, the bulge in your jeans pressing against the top slope of one of her breasts as she carries you to the bed. "Hup!" she adds cheerfully as she drops you onto it with a little bounce, your tablet similarly giving a short bounce and winding up laying on the bed nearby.\n\n"Um!" you squeak again, but almost as quickly as her fallaway dress was removed, she's got your jeans, underwear, and even your shoes and socks shucked off, leaving you in just your shirt with your cock jutting up in the air above you. \n\n"Oh my, how lovely, Quartz Hero," Fripul coos, making you go red from the bottom of your neck to the tips of your ears. You don't think it's anything particularly impressive, but she's gazing at your dick like it's the most divine thing she's ever seen. That coupled with the fact that she immediately leans down and engulfs it between those huge pillowy tits of hers almost makes you cum right then and there, shuddering and arching your hips up, pressing yourself against them. Obviously seeing your eagerness, Fripul smiles as she starts gently pressing and working her breasts around your shaft, even lifting them up and lightly slapping them back down against your hips a few times. "Don't worry, Quartz Hero, should you feel the need to climax. As the Quartz Hero, you are endowed with superhuman stamina and regenerative powers when Bonding, so as to insure that the Bonding is as thorough as possible!"\n\nIf she means that you can cum as much as you want you're not sure if that's a blessing or a curse, but you can't really think straight about it at this moment because her tits are so perfectly soft and warm and surrounding you and she's being so lewd about kneading them around you and pumping them along you even with that sweet, reverent smile on your face. It's obviously not long at all before you let out a moan and thrust up, the tip of your cock just barely poking out of her cleavage as you fire thick ropes of cum along the inside curves of her breasts and all over the upper slopes, a few shots of it splattering against the underside of her chin.\n\n"A very worthy first load, Quartz Hero!" Fripul declares happily as you slump back onto the bed, panting. "And see? Your mighty Bondstick remains ready," she adds, reaching out to wrap a hand around your cum-smeared prick and stroking it, gently and smoothly working your own jizz into the still taut skin. "Now," she continues to explain even as she climbs up onto the bed, leaving you watching still in some disbelief as she reaches down and guides your cock into place, nudging the tip of it up between the large, plump lips of her pussy. "Now, Quartz Hero," she says calmly even as she sinks down onto you, her pussy engulfing your cock smoothly and easily in hot, almost liquid tightness as you shudder. "In the future, <i>how</i> you Bond with your Star Heroes may affect their powers or even your future uses of the gacha! Of course, this Bonding is just me giving you a tutorial," she continues as she takes your cock into her up to the root, her pussy dribbling wetness onto your balls. "So you can let me handle everything without worrying about it!"\n\nShe continues to use that calm, cheerful tone of voice even as she begins riding you energetically, her pussy pumping your prick quickly with loud, lewd squelching sounds as she engulfs you again and again, quickly picking up the pace until she's eagerly bouncing atop you. "Some Star Heroes won't perform at their best if you don't intuit the right way to Bond with them," she notes, as she leans back and arches her back, her quick motions causing her huge, cum-smeared tits to wobble heavily in circles as she rides you. "With others, it may establish a precedent that the gacha takes into account on future summons! The holy gacha is veeery particulaaaaa!" she squeals happily as you grab her hips and start thrusting up into her, not even pausing as you cum, your thrusts churning up your load inside of her even as you're pumping it in.\n\nWithout really thinking, acting purely on your intensely stimulated libido, you push Fripul off of you to the side and flip her over onto her front, then haul her back onto all fours. Without even thinking about asking for permission, you wrap a hand around your dripping cock and put your other on one of her large, supple asscheeks, pushing it aside a bit to reveal her soft-looking pucker and guide yourself to it. Thrusting in, you then grab her by the waist, starting to thrust hard, your hips sending tremors through her big ass. "Oh, that's very good, Quartz Hero, you should definitely learn to show some initiative and be forceful with certain Star Heroes!" she chirps happily as you pound away at her tight, gripping butthole.\n\nBy the time you've done you've spent at least seven loads in or on the cheerful nun, with her giving you helpful pointers about the best way to fuck your summoned heroes into being friends with you. At some point you flop onto your back, and just sort of... fade out of thought for awhile, panting, your still half-hard cock flopped against your stomach with your shirt having ridden up. When you eventually come to, Fripul is cleaned and dressed again, standing by the bed with a smile.\n\n"Anyway, Quartz Hero, that's the tutorial on Bonding!" she declares. "I am now a Chosen of Arrenji, capable of entering the dungeon like a Star Warrior! I would, of course, be honored to lead your first wave of warriors into battle."\n\n"Um, r-right," you murmur, sitting up, sort of absentmindedly covering yourself with your hands. ... Admittedly it's a little hard for even you to feel modest after having fucked almost to unconsciousness with over a dozen attractive women watching you, but you still manage. "... How many is a wave?"\n\n"Well, you can send us in with as few as two, Quartz Hero, but the suggested number is five," Fripul explains. "So really, if you're ready, you should summon the next Star Hero!"\n\nStill a little dazedly, you look at the summoning circle, then spot your tablet again and reach over for it, hesitating as you notice that your hand isn't exactly clean. Then you 'mmf' as Fripul gestures to you with both hands, and a warm, soft sensation washes over you, cleaning off all the sweat and, um, other fluids you've accumulated. "Thanks," you note, picking up the tablet. ... Yup, it definitely shows some sort of gacha banner, titled the 'General Star Hero Banner' in fact. You notice that there's a single pull option and a ten-pull, and you almost jab the ten-pull button reflexively before saying, "Oh, hey, didn't you say I need to like... Bond... with the Star Heroes as soon as possible?"\n\n"Yes, Quartz Hero! Oh, that's right, the texts speak of the option to summon many Star Heroes at once. I must admit I wouldn't recommend that, Quartz Hero," she adds, shaking her head. "As you've seen, your physical stamina is near-limitless, but your mental stamina can still be overwhelmed. In any event, are you ready to begin summoning now?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Do a one-pull.|QOGacha]]\n\n[[... Do a ten-pull.|QOGacha]]\n\n[[...... Let's just make more Chosen of Arrenji.|QOGacha]]

"Alright, which MGAA do you want to buy?" Hopita asks.\n\nYou do a quick check on your MonComm to see that you have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $powerslambought is false>>Powerslam - <<if $fd >= 499>>[[500 FD|FGWLeisBuyPowerslam]]<<else>>500 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Powerslam</strike><<endif>>\n\n<<if $getmilkbought is false>>Get Milk? - <<if $fd >= 99>>[[100 FD|FGWLeisBuyGetMilk]]<<else>>100 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Get Milk?</strike><<endif>>\n\n<<if $whirlaswirlbought is false>>Whirlaswirl - <<if $fd >= 499>>[[500 FD|FGWLeisBuyWhirlaswirl]]<<else>>500 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Whirlaswirl</strike><<endif>>\n\n<<if $adaptbought is false>>Adapt and Overcome - <<if $fd >= 899>>[[900 FD|FGWLeisBuyAdapt]]<<else>>900 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Adapt and Overcome</strike><<endif>>\n\n[[Nothing right now, you guess.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Whether it's that some part of your mind is protesting the fact that it's about to take a cock despite you being straight, or some other part of your brain has thoroughly understood that Maya's the "man" in this situation, or some other nervousness, your cock flops down completely limp as Maya hauls your pants down, dangling small and soft between your thighs. Maya definitely doesn't seem bothered, instead moving into position behind you, pressing her spit-lubed cock up against your pucker. Both of you let out soft moans as she starts pushing inside you, your tight hole spreading open around her as your childhood friend claims your virginity, albeit not in the way either of you would have thought about before today.\n\nOr at least you would have assumed.\n\nBecause as Maya pushes deeper and deeper into you, leaning forward to let her breasts press against your back through your shirt, her hands slide up under the front of your shirt and start toying with your nipples and she whispers in your ear, "Mmmmfuck, Jamie, I've dreamed of this so often, bending you over and making you my bitch." She gives her hips a light thrust, pushing more of her cock into you and making you gasp-moan in a decidedly feminine way, then giggles breathlessly as she adds, "I just figured I'd be wearing a strapon if I did! But fuuuuck you feel so good, you feel so fucking good around me, your boypussy is so tight and quivering, I just wanna breed you like a good little bitch."\n\n"Breed me," you find yourself whimpering back, gasping again as she gives your nipples a little pinch just as she's settling fully inside you, a shiver running through your whole body. "B-breed me, Maya."\n\n"This is what you get for being so submissive and breedable, then," Maya says with another breathless giggle, just before she starts thrusting. The first few strokes of her hips are short and a little shaky, but quickly grow longer, more certain, and faster. In moments she's really <i>fucking</i> you, her eager, lustful moans sounding in your ear and her breasts rubbing against your back as she makes you her bitch. You whimper appropriately as her cock pounds into your ass, feeling her much bigger and prettier balls slap against yours as your limp cock jiggles and wobbles with the impact. The potion's description must be true, too, because it's just so <i>pleasing</i> to have her inside you, not just the physical pleasure of it but somehow it feels so <i>right</i> and almost <i>comforting</i> to take her big cock and be her bitch.\n\n"Fuck, fuck Jamie, I'm gonna cum in you, I'm gonna cum in your naughty little bitch pussy," Maya suddenly moans out in your ear, a few seconds before she thrusts forward, completely burying her cock in your ass up to the hilt. Her balls lift slightly against yours and her shaft trembles inside you as you can feel the warmth of her spreading inside you, and you quiver all over, letting out a mewl as you cum entirely from your ass, your eyes rolling some and tongue lolling out a little as she completes establishing her complete sexual dominance over you with her new cock.\n\nAfterward the two of you stay as you are for a few moments, just breathing hard, before Maya straightens up and pulls out, making you whine softly in reflex at the sudden emptiness even as you feel the trickle of the creampie she gave you sliding down your taint and over your balls. You blush again as you feel Maya's hands on your asscheeks, spreading you apart, her thumb pressing up against your pucker and spreading you open... you look over your shoulder and see the look of lewd satisfaction on her face as she takes a look at your well-fucked hole, apparently quite satisfied with her work.\n\nBut not satisfied entirely.\n\nAfter a second she stands up, her still-hard cock swaying in the air, your own still-soft one jiggling as she draws you up to your feet. You meekly help her with pulling off your shirt and jeans before she steps in close, her bare tits pressing to your chest as she kisses you. You moan softly into her mouth as she grabs your ass and pulls you closer to her, her body rubbing against yours, her big, stiff prick rubbing against your utterly limp one as if to further demonstrate her dominance. Her tongue claims your mouth, your own just its toy as she squeezes and kneads your rear. You're neither surprised nor do you put up the slightest bit of resistance as she pushes you back onto the bed, clambering on after you before she lifts and spreads your legs. Soon you're pinned into a mating press, but Maya's the one doing the breeding, pounding down into you as if she really were doing her best to get you pregnant. You whimper with pleasure with the feeling of her cock pounding into your ass, with the feel of her belly rubbing your soft cock, with her tits pressing against your chest, with her lips on yours, and with the feeling of being her submissive little bitch, completely and utterly claimed and fucked like a girl.\n\nMaya seems to particularly love having you in the mating press, keeping you pinned beneath her with your legs spread and lifted as she fucks down into you and makes the bed shudder and creak. Certainly she loves it enough to cum in you twice more like that, each time dumping a thick, hot load into you, pressing in deep as if she really were doing her best to knock you up. At some point your brain completely discards the impossibility of that and you're just mentally begging her to impregnate you, to make you her breeding sow. It's so, so <i>pleasing</i> to give up your masculinity entirely to her and be her woman.\n\nIt actually takes you a few moments even after she's finished and pulled out of you to realize you're no longer being fucked, your body still trembling in the aftermath of multiple assgasms. When you do fully come back to yourself you find Maya sitting on the bed leaned back against the wall, panting softly, her cock finally having gone half-soft, drooped and dripping with cum where it's still arched away from her crotch a little. After a few moments she murmurs something about going to shower and gets up, staggering out of the room. You just lay there after she leaves, your mind still half in a fog, the feel of your well-fucked, cum-smeared ass dominating your senses.\n\nAfter a few moments, Maya returns, wrapped in a towel and looking sheepish. "Um... you should probably shower too." You nod and obediently get up, not even glancing at your clothes as you hurry to follow orders and get cleaned up. The first spray of water brings you around a bit more and you more thoroughly come back to yourself, eyes widening as you really process everything that happened. Feeling embarrassed, humiliated, and not really sure at all how to approach the thought of all that's happened, you get cleaned up, your face completely crimson as you work a hand along the cleft of your ass to wash out Maya's cum. Soon, wrapped in a towel and now far more acutely aware of walking back down the hall and into her room naked, you see that Maya's donned sweatpants and her shirt. "So, uh... obviously, I... or, um, maybe we... got carried away," she murmurs, rubbing the back of her head as she glances away.\n\n"Y-yeah," you agree in embarrassment, ducking your head. \n\n"So, uh. S-sorry if I got pushy or... or... well. I mean..." Maya trails off, then clears her throat. "You okay and all?"\n\n"I-I guess," you stammer back, starting to rub the back of your own head only to remember the towel, quickly gripping it with both hands again for security. "I mean I... I sort-of-kind-of started it and... and... um... it felt good," you admit, as humiliating as that is. "It... it's not like it was... b-bad, really. I... um... well."\n\n"Y-yeah, let's probably not go too far into examining it right now, huh? I... m-maybe this thing will be gone in the morning and we can just pretend this never happened," Maya says with a nervous laugh, though you nod with relief at the idea.\n\nYou start to crouch carefully to pick up your discarded jeans and underwear, when Maya clears her throat. You look up, and though her cheeks are red, some of that dominant, lustful gleam has come back into her eyes as she tosses something to you, thwapping it right against your chest, your hand clapping up and holding it by reflex. "... Wear those instead," she murmurs in a husky tone.\n\nYou blink, pulling the scrap of cloth away... and blushing again as you realize they're Maya's panties. Specifically the same black thong she was wearing earlier.\n\n<hr>\n[[Refuse.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Wear the panties.|QOMS1x1]]

"I mean, we could do some more stuff with the keys," you suggest slowly.\n\nJane frowns at that. "I reeeeeally don't think that's a good idea. I mean, you already literally opened a door to Hell on your first try, don't you think you were pushing your luck giving it a second try as it is?"\n\n"Giving it a second try is how I got you, though," you point out, which you can see both touches her deeply and frustrates her at the dent it puts in her argument. "Besides, I'd think you'd <i>want</i> us to try that key, specifically, some more. You said other, uh, Ideas like you tried the same thing, right? Shouldn't we try to rescue a few more of them, at least?"\n\nJane's eyes pinch at the corners a bit. "I mean... yes and no," she hedges. At your curious look, she sighs and continues. "Look, the winding-down of our world was a really, really stressful and kind of tumultuous time. Some Ideas got a little... twisted... in the process. Most of us who had the strength to try something like that did our best to insure that we'd solidify as something benign, but even that wasn't entirely guaranteed and we knew it," she admits. "There were others who'd kind of gone wrong, though, like fully wrong, like..."\n\n"... Bad Ideas?" you offer.\n\n"I hate you," Jane mutters, putting a hand to her face. Then she rolls her eyes and says, "Yes, okay, they were Bad Ideas."\n\n"So you don't think it's worth the risk at all?" you ask with a frown.\n\n"I... didn't say that," Jane allows. "Part of me definitely wants to see if any more can be saved. But even if we find... Good Ideas," she mutters, rolling her eyes a bit again. "Then it's still a risk, especially to you, Jamie. Any new idea would have to draw on the sort of internal energy you have to manifest, and while you have a lot and it replenishes quickly, doing it over and over again, especially if it turns out to be a complex or big idea, would be dangerous to you. Plus, that weirdness field is only gonna get stronger the more Ideas get latched into this timeline. We can try out some of the other keys if you want, but... I... really think that for your sake, we should bury that one in a hole and forget about it."\n\nBoth of those do put a bit of fear into you, making you rethink the whole idea. ... Except that you can see that for all her caution, it's mostly <i>you</i> Jane is worried about. You have to think that if it was just up to your sister, she'd definitely try to find more of them, it's just you (and, well, presumably your parents, and probably the rest of the world) she doesn't want to put at risk. Maybe her caution is warranted... but still, part of you wants to help her save more of her people.\n\n<hr>\n[[Try the Idea Key again.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Try a different key.|QOSis3x2]]

Maybe at the least you'll get a cool-looking app out of this... for what it costs without the gift card, it better be really pretty. You select the app and apply the card code, then wait for it to download to your phone before pulling it up. The text does look pretty nice as it pulls up the 'first launch' type of screen.\n\n'Welcome to SpinJob! This is the configuration page accessible by launching the app. You can set certain options such as the appearance of the colors and certain behaviors for the affected invididual here.\n\nSpinJob has automatically assigned a quicklaunch option of pressing your phone's power button three times. This will immediately launch the color usage that initiates a hypnotic state in anyone who uses it. This state will last until the subject is told to wake up; they will by default not remember being under, unless ordered otherwise. They can either be commanded in the hypnotic state, or given commands to obey after awakening.\n\nPlease be careful not to look at your phone's screen while using quicklaunch, as it is entirely possible to put yourself in the hypnotic state.'\n\n<hr>\n[[Yeah, better be careful.|QONile3x2]]\n\n[[Pft, whatever, it's just some... swirly... colorrrrrrs...|QONile]]\n\n[[Oh are there settings? Where, where?!|QOSJ8x1]]

"I think I'll just get the nicer bedroom, for now."\n\n"'Kay, like I said, you can buy the DVR and wardrobe later, if you want," Hopita says, proffering you the tablet.\n\n<<set $bedroom to "better">><<set $fd -= 300>>You tap the 'buy' button, then check your MonComm as you prepare to call Amooya to give her the news. Yup, it says you have <<print $fd>> FD now. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>You tap Amooya's contact, then tell her, "Hey, Amooya, I upgraded my bedroom."\n\n"Oh good, Master, it will be nice to have you be comfier! I'll pop down to the general store and pick everything up, and it should be done by the time you get home!"\n\nWow, she can get even that done so fast? "Good work, Amooya," you tell her before ending the call.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have upgraded your bedroom!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Fuck it! You wanna be a sexy demon! You wanna keep pushing the envelope! You pick up the dream journal and write exactly what he told you to, before hopping into bed and almost eagerly going to sleep.\n\nThis time you're not in your room when you come back to awareness... instead you're in a different room that looks a lot like a dome made of stone blocks, curving around and upward, ringed with torches whose flames form constant lewd, writhing forms. Standing in front of you is the Switchcubus from before, a little bit clearer in the firelight... his crotch tattoo is purple at the moment, meaning that he's really about roughly the same size you are there, and at the sight of you he actually bursts into applause.\n\nYou stand there, naked and rather surprised, but faintly basking in the implied approval, then giving an even more surprised squeak as he steps over and immediately dips down into a squat, taking your cock into his mouth and starting to suck. You mmmf softly, shivering, instantly growing hard between his lips as he sucks and bobs his head and effortlessly deepthroats you. You shiver as he continues to suck you off, but occasionally pops his mouth off to talk to you.\n\n"You did... mmn, mmf... an amazing job, Jamie... mmmm! Mf, mf... haven't had such a good prospect... mh mh mh... in a really long time! Mmmn!" He grinds his lips gently against the root of your cock, then pulls back and spends a few moments jerking you off with one hand, his tail fwipping back and forth happily. "Of course I did help you out here and there a bit, with finding opportunities, but you looked for and seized them all on your own! Good job!"\n\n"R-really? I... MMNF!" you groan as he swallows your whole cock in one smooth stroke and makes you near-instantly cum, your hips jerking forward as you spurt your load down his throat.\n\nHe swallows several times, his tail licking through the air with lazy contentment, before pulling back and standing up, delicately wiping his lips with a fingertip. "Mmhmm! I mean, that thing with the dog was just... wow!" As you blush and squirm, he grins, then lifts his hands in a bit of an 'ah me' shrug. "In fact you did <i>so</i> well that it's caused a bit of an interesting twist in things!"\n\n"Er... a twist?" you ask, wondering why you feel so breathless if this is a dream.\n\n"Let's just say there are two interested parties now, both of whom would very much like to... call it, adopt you," he says with a broad grin, lifting a finger. "The first is a Demon King."\n\n"W-what, seriously?"\n\n"Yeah, a big powerful guy, but no heirs he really wants to bother with. But he sees a lot of potential in you, that you could be very daring and sexy and, well, gather lots and lots of energy for him," the Switchcubus explains. "See, even in the other planes, doing lewd stuff gathers up energy, and the more lewd stuff you do the more energy you get and the more powerful you are. So I guess this guy thinks a cutie pie with your potential for lewdity right out of the gate could support him a lot and keep him on his throne for another ten thousand years or vanquish his mortal foes once and for all or whatever."\n\nYou swallow heavily, a little... torn on how you feel about that. ... Being a Demon Prince does, admittedly, sound like a lot of lewd fun, but, uh, wow. "I... I mean, if I don't pick him, will I... get in trouble?"\n\n"Ooo, see, now that's a smart question, shows you have the chops for it if that's what you wanna do," the Switchcubus says with a few approving nods, folding his arms over his chest. "But the answer is no. You have to agree to become his Prince fully of your own will or the bond that lets him share your energy won't work right. If he's threatening you or trying to control you too much, he'll just damage his own prospects."\n\nYou nod slowly. "Okay, I... think I understand that. So who's the other interested party?"\n\n"Me! Sort of. My name is... well, it's long and complicated, so just call me Lux," he says, putting a hand to his shoulder and sketching a cheeky little bow. "But it's more like me and a small, call 'em, <i>council</i> of other up-and-comers who have no particular claim to any power or prestige right now, but are gathering power to help each other make something of ourselves. We want to, mmm... call it <i>sponsor</i> you."\n\n"I... what does that mean...?"\n\n"It means that we'd be helping you out like I did today, just more of us and with more potency to throw around. Meaning you'd get lots more chances to be lewd, have lots more things go your way, find things you're looking for, stuff like that. Of course there's still risk, we're not infallible, but then is it even any fun if there's no risk?" Lux asks, eyes twinkling as you blush. "Yeah, you know, after that thing in the park! But anyway, it means you wouldn't be becoming an actual sex demon yourself, at least any time soon, but you'd still get to have all sorts of lewd fun and with our infernal support!"\n\nYou consider that, pause, then consider that a bit more. Then you say, "So just to be absolutely clear, what do I get out of that deal, necessarily?"\n\n"Mmmmm, at least a hundred years of perpetual youth and health, good luck with regards to lewdness, and a very greatful and probably very powerful and well-connected group of friends at the end when you <i>do</i> achieve demonhood," he chirps. He pauses, then makes a little 'well, you know' gesture with his hands. "Or become royalty overnight. Admittedly I'd have trouble turning that one down too."\n\nYeah, you're still kind of taking that in. You think about it though... you'd decided to go through with the whole demon thing, pretty much, and it sounds like you'll get that either way, just that one way will be immediate and come with instant position, power, and lewdness in whatever kingdom your new... father?... rules, and the other way you'll spend a long time on Earth just being as lewd as possible and living a charmed (and thoroughly-fucked) life for a long long time, at the end of which this nebulous "council" will hopefully still grant you your demonhood and prestige.\n\n<hr>\n[[You'll be adopted by the Demon King.|QODP1x1]]\n\n[[You'll be sponsored by the "council".|QOSw]]\n\n[[No this has gotten too complicated, you want out.|QOSw]]

"I guess I'll upgrade the bedroom but just get the wardrobe, not the DVR," you tell Hopita. After all, aren't most TVs in games pretty lame? You'd probably just get a bunch of little ten-second clips. ... And, if not, well, you can always buy it later.\n\n"Alllrighty, let's see... here y'go, tap please!" Hopita declares, proffering her tablet.\n\n<<set $bedroom to "better">><<set $fd -= 500>><<set $wardrobebought to true>>You tap the indicated button, then raise your MonComm to call Amooya... yup, looks like you now have <<print $fd>> FD. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>Tapping the contact, you put the pho-, er, device to your ear. "Hey, Amooya, I bought some stuff for the bedroom, could you come pick it up?"\n\n"Sure, Master! I'll zip there and back and have everything set up for you by the time you get home!"\n\n"Wow, thanks," you say with a bit of a blink, before hanging up. It's impressive that she can just... do that. But then, game.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have upgraded your bedroom!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Well, you have the money, may as well go all-in. "Sure, okay, I'll buy the whole package."\n\n"Great!" Hopita grins and taps a few things on the tablet, then proffers it to you. "Just press here."\n\n<<set $bedroom to "better">><<set $fd -= 600>><<set $dvrbought to true>><<set $wardrobebought to true>>Ah, this game makes it so easy to spend money. ... Kinda like the real world. You poke the button she indicated, then lift your MonComm to call Amooya, idly noting that you now have <<print $fd>> FD. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>Tapping her name, you put the MonComm to your ear. "Hey, Amooya, I bought some stuff for the bedroom at the general store."\n\n"Oh, good! I'll be right over, I should be able to have it set up for you by the time you get home, Master!"\n\nWow, she's quick. Hanging up, you ponder exactly what sort of weirdness... or likely, lewdness... you've just purchased.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have upgraded your bedroom!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

You check your MonComm for the MGAAs you have installed.\n\n<<if $powerslambought is true>>[[Powerslam|PuckerPlantPowerslam]]* (Warning! Use of this MGAA is not advised for this monster girl!)<<else>><strike>Powerslam</strike><<endif>>\n\n<<if $getmilkbought is true>>[[Get Milk?|PuckerPlantGetMilk]]*<<else>><strike>Get Milk?</strike><<endif>>\n\n<strike>Whirlaswirl</strike> (MGAA unavailable, this monster does not have eyes.)\n\n<<if $adaptbought is true>>[[Adapt and Overcome|PuckerPlantAdapt]]*<<else>><strike>Adapt and Overcome</strike><<endif>>\n\nYou could also just [[approach normally|PuckerPlantFuckRepeat]] or [[leave|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

"Look, this whole thing was your idea start to finish," you point out, coming dangerously close to standing up for yourself. "If you want someone to drink it..."\n\n"Yeah, yeah, fair cop," Maya says with a sigh. She swirls the vial she's holding for a moment more, before she shrugs and pops the cap back off of it, putting it to her lips and starting to drink. She gives a 'mmf' as she starts, making a bit of a face even as she continues to swallow.\n\n"Taste bad?" you ask rather guiltily.\n\n"Dunno if 'bad' is quite the right word, more just 'weird'," Maya replies, eyeing the empty vial. "It's kinda thick and... I dunno. Salty?" Then for some reason she starts blushing, before clearing her throat and looking down.\n\nYou start to follow her gaze, then quickly look away when you realize she's staring at her own crotch. "So, uh... anything?"\n\n"... Nope," Maya says with a scoff, standing up and stretching. "Toldja, it was just something to do to kill some time. Now let's get this all cleaned up before-"\n\nShe cuts off abruptly, making a strange face, then giving a much more urgent 'mmmf!' than before, pressing her hands low down on her stomach and shuddering. You're just scrambling to your feet and trying to figure out how to ask if she's okay when you see it, your eyes drawn in and locking on the front of her black denim cutoffs. Or rather, at the obvious bulge starting to form in them. Maya's breathing has quickened, her lips parted and face flushed, her eyes wide as she stares down at herself, her fingertips not quite touching against the bulge as it grows. The denim as already fairly tight, and in a matter of moments it looks like the... um, it... growing inside them is straining at the fabric, especially since they were obviously never meant to accomodate such an, er, endowment. The button at the top visibly strains for a few seconds, before popping open entirely, the zipper half bursting and half just sliding down to reveal the black cotton of Maya's thong stretched over a very distinctive outline.\n\n"O-oh... oh god," Maya pants, in a tone of voice that has your own cock reacting a little despite your complete shock. "Oh fuck, it worked, I have a... a..."\n\nYou open your mouth to agree with her, but then just sort of close it, your brain still struggling to process the sight of Maya's panties fitted snugly against a thick shaft and heavy balls.\n\n"I uh... I don't... I never expected," Maya stammers, swallowing hard, clearly in as much shock as you are, if not more.\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep staring.|QOBook21x5]]\n\n[["Um... wow."|QOBook]]\n\n[["There has to be an antidote!"|QOBook]]

After all, it is yours now, right? you think as you tentatively work your thumbs up under the little leather top. You should find out at some point, just for the sake of knowing! \n\nIt's actually not hard at all to push the top up, the little cloth tits almost popping free. Obviously they don't jiggle or anything, but they definitely are anatomically correct, with little pink nipples sewn onto the centers, formed enough that they have hard little nubs at the end. ... Yeah this plushie was definitely made by a pervert. (You think, as you're the one undressing it.) Of course, to that end, you worry your lower lip for a moment before pulling the little leather bikini bottom down and off the plushie's little trunks of legs, then part said legs a bit. ... Yup. It definitely has a pussy, little round microfiber outer lips with a pink inside. Actually it looks like it might have a butt too, though that kind of looks more rubbery. You glance nervously, or maybe more guiltily at the door, but all is quiet. After a moment you give in to the temptation and push a finger into the succubus plushie's pussy.\n\nIt feels... soft, and stretchy, and textured, and... weirdly good, even around your finger. Your eyes actually glaze a little as you find yourself stroking your finger in and out of the cute little toy, your breathing starting to pick up and your face heating.\n\nBefore you can even really think about it, you're undoing your pants to free your suddenly achingly stiff prick, allowing it to spring out and into your hand. Leaning over the bed, you pull the plush closer and then guide your cock into that tight little microfiber cunt, moaning loudly at feeling it stretch around you. You can feel the stuffing inside being compressed a bit by your hold on the sides and around your prick, making it even tighter and rubbing on you even more as you sink balls-deep into the toy. There's such embarrassment and silliness in looking down and seeing that cute little smug emoji face looking up at you with those stiff little immobile cloth tits bared by the miniature bikini top being pushed up, and yet something about that makes it even hotter, and soon you're pumping away wildly almost like an animal in rut, panting and moaning shamelessly as you pound your prick into that perfect plush pussy.\n\n'Why does it feel so goooood?' you almost whimper mentally, your hips practically moving on their own now. Your balls slap against the sheets and the plush's little microfiber ass, your cock throbbing inside the tight, stretched sheath of the tunnel-shaped cunt of the toy. Then you let out a loud gasp as your orgasm hits, your cock shuddering inside the cloth toy as it starts spurting thick ropes of cum, letting them soak through the cloth walls of the plush's pussy and into the stuffing within. \n\nBut you can feel another, stranger sensation overcoming you in the aftermath of the pleasure of your orgasm. Your entire body is tingling, and at the same time feels like it's becoming weirdly a little bit numb, as if everything were tamped down and things like the bed under your hands or the plush's pussy around your cock feel more like just pressure than anything else. Your eyes widen as you realize that you're slowly starting to shrink, growing smaller and smaller, your arms getting shorter and your fingers actually drawing into your hands. You try to open your mouth to scream, but your jaw won't move! In fact, it feels like your mouth is closing up and turning solid! Your legs lift off of the floor as you sag forward onto the bed on top of the plushie, continuing to rapidly shrink, your skin quickly taking on the texture and appearance of cloth, your clothes simplifying as they settle onto your similarly simplified and more shapeless form, your shoes turning into solid rubbery-plastic, your hair a solid shaped mass of the same cloth as the rest of your head, and even your still-stiff cock turning into tightly-stuffed microfiber fabric, shrinking but managing to remain stuck inside the succubus plushie's pussy. In a matter of moments, you've become a smiling, emoji-faced plush flopped on top of another one, completely powerless to move or speak.\n\nThen the succubus plush starts its own change. Just as you began to shrink, it starts to expand, body steadily growing underneath you, and as it does taking on more and more definition and detail. Her breasts expand and round out, hips taking on more of a curve, legs stretching and forming out into proper booted feet with heels, fingers sliding out of the stubby leather mitts on her hands as her arms take on slender curvature. The solid mass of sewn hair parts and splits, the little sewn-on smirk of a face gradually turning into proper lips, nose, and eyes, the horns taking on a more rubbery look as they stretch out and gain definition while growing longer and pointier. Up until almost the last minute she still seems to be made of microfiber and leather (and rubber), until finally there's a sort of <i>pop</i> and suddenly she's flesh and blood (and bone), clad in high gloves and high boots and with a pushed-up bikini top, your little plush body clutched between her very warm and appealing thighs and pressed up against her very real (and wet, and hot) pussy. There's a flash, and the pendant attached to her choker by a little chain reappears around your neck, hanging on a thin plastic chain that's sewn to your neck in a few places.\n\n"Mmm! Well it took long enough!" the succubus declares with a smirk, taking the opportunity to actually squish you practically flat with her thighs. The sensation's weird, not exactly pain and still vaguely pleasurable as you're compressed in a way that makes it very clear you're full of cotton stuffing now instead of meat and bone. "Guess you can always count on horny teenage boys, though," she adds with a giggle, parting her legs and plucking you up by the head. "Awwww, and loooook at the cute teenie weenie," she adds in a mocking tone, poking your small microfiber cock with a fingertip before doing up the now velcro fastening of your pants.\n\nYou're still in utter shock and growing fear as she stands up and tosses you on the bed, tugging her bikini top into place and snagging her (now properly-sized) bikini bottoms to step into them and pull them up. "Still, wasn't like it was all bad. Can honestly say it's the best dicking I've had in years, at the very least. Maybe someone will come along and do the same to you, let the curse transfer to them. Welp, not my problem!" she declares cheerfully, turning around and giving her ass a few slaps, making it jiggle visibly. "Seeya around, kiddo!"\n\n<hr>\n[[...!|QOVex]]\n\n[[Please! Have mercy!|QOVex3x2]]

<b>Reincarnated as a Goblin</b> end - <i>A ridiculous defeat</i>

You can't really help but continue to stare, it's just so... abrupt, and shocking, and yet it tickles at something at the back of your brain and has your eyes locked on.\n\n"Hey... hey Jamie, stop... stop looking at it so hard," Maya protests, her breath catching as her cock visibly starts to strain further at the front of her panties, starting to tent them out. "If you keep staring like that it's... I'm... it's getting..."\n\nBut you can't look away, just continuing to stare in awe as Maya's new prick starts actually getting hard. Maya's protests trail off into quick, hard puffs of breath, and after a few moments she moves, almost seeming in as much of a trance as you are, her hands shaking just a little as they come up and hook her thumbs into the waistband of her panties to push them down in front. Her shaft springs free, and your dazed brain really has to give it to the book for a lack of false advertising... there's definitely something 'Most Pleasing' about the look of Maya's cock. Like her it's pale, with smooth skin, and you're not sure how but it somehow has a feminine look to it, maybe something about the gentle curve or the sleekness of the pale soft skin. Maya wiggles her panties down a bit further, freeing her smooth, hairless balls that somehow add to that other impression, with how they look like she's been treating them with the same girly moisturizers and soaps that make the rest of her body seem so smooth and smell so good even from here.\n\nMaybe you really are in a trance, because when Maya reaches out and rests a hand on your head, pushing you down to your knees, you offer no resistance... in fact as she pushes you in closer, you just open your mouth and look up at her, obediently starting to lick and suckle at her balls as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The skin of her sack is just as soft as it looked, to the point that it almost urges your tongue to work more over it. Maya gives a low 'mmf', one of her eyes squeezing closed briefly and her whole body shivering, but she definitely seems settled on her course of action now. The hand not on your head moves to gently grip her shaft, dark-painted fingernails standing out against pale skin as she gives it a few light bips against your face, her other hand stroking through your hair.\n\n'She's gonna fuck me,' you find yourself thinking as she urges your head back some and redirects the tip of her prick to your lips, and you unresistingly take it in, your tongue working over the smooth soft skin covering the very hard, throbbing flesh. As Maya starts gently urging you to bob your head, pushing forward a bit more each time, that thought fills your head, sending shivers through your body and sparks through your hazy brain. 'She's gonna cum in my mouth and then she's gonna fuck my ass, Maya's got a cock and she's going to fuck my ass, oh my god Maya's going to fuck me...'\n\nThat thought swirls around through your cock-dazed brain, and yet you just continue to obediently suck and lick at Maya's throbbing pale prick as she urges you to, gagging softly as it nudges the back of your throat but not resisting as she starts pushing you further down. You can see her pleasured face past her tits, which she also bares after a time, pulling off her shirt and wiggling her shorts and panties further down, your futafied friend standing naked in front of you as you kneel in front of her still fully-clothed. Her cock bulges up your throat lightly as she pushes it further, Maya gently but insistently pressing her hips forward until your lips are pressed around the root of her new cock, her balls gently thumping against your chin as she starts thrusting.\n\nBut it doesn't take her long before she pulls back, giving a low, lusty whimper as she wraps one hand around her shaft and strokes it, the other tilting your head back. Without a second thought you open your mouth and stick your tongue out, only flinching a little as her first shot of cum splashes across the side of your face. But most of the rest fall right in your open mouth and on your lips, and you're shocked by how sweet it tastes, as if that too had been tilted to be 'pleasing' by the potion.\n\nMaya just stands there panting for long moments, obviously trying to catch her breath, staring down at you with a flushed face and slightly glazed eyes. Then, without a word, she snags your shoulder and hauls you around, bending you forward and over the side of the bed. Without the slightest hesitation (certainly not any hint of asking for permission), she yanks the front of your jeans open and then hauls them and your underwear down, revealing that your cock is-\n\n<hr>\n[[-stiff and throbbing.|QOBook30x1]]\n\n[[-half-hard.|QOBook]]\n\n[[-completely soft.|QOBook21x6]]

Giving Sheba a wave, you set off to explore the beach.<<set $random to either(1,2,3)>>\n\n<<if $random is 1>>You decide to stick along the sand, keeping largely away from the water as you take a look around. <<set $random2 to either(1,2)>><<if $random2 is 1>>As you're walking along, you see something in the distance approaching, uh... fairly rapidly. <<if $beachbitchscanned>>Yeah, that looks like a <<if $beachbitchfucked>>[[Beach Bitch|BitchRepeat]]*<<else>>[[Beach Bitch|BitchFirst]]*<<endif>>, after a quick check of the scanner.<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $beachbitchscanned and not $beachbitchfucked>>You bring up the MonComm, somewhat nervously activating the scanner considering how quickly the monster girl's approaching. Luckily the entry pops up pretty quickly, showing an image of a tan, blonde girl with canine ears and a fluffy tail, wearing a bright red bikini and giving the camera a double victory sign and a sunny smile. 'Beach Bitch', reads the title above it. ... Ha, a Beach Bitch on the Bitch Beach, fuuunny. 'Beach Bitches are a dog-type monster girl that prefers to live on and around coastal areas. Despite the name, most aren't of ill temper... most.' Wait, so some are?! ... Well, even so, she seems to have [[almost arrived|BitchFirst]]*...<<set $beachbitchscanned to true>><<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $beachbitchscanned and $beachbitchfucked>>You bring up the MonComm, somewhat nervously activating the scanner considering how quickly the monster girl's approaching. Luckily the entry pops up pretty quickly, showing an image of a tan, blonde girl with canine ears and a fluffy tail, wearing a bright red bikini and giving the camera a double victory sign and a sunny smile. 'Beach Bitch', reads the title above it. ... Ha, a Beach Bitch on the Bitch Beach, fuuunny. 'Beach Bitches are a dog-type monster girl that prefers to live on and around coastal areas. Despite the name, most aren't of ill temper... most.' ... Yeah that tracks. Looks like she's [[almost here|BitchRepeat]]* too...<<set $beachbitchscanned to true>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>>You actually don't see much of interest while you're looking around, really.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 2>>You decide to take a look along the water, seeing if anything of interest jumps out at you. ... Well, hopefully not literally jumps out at you, but you guess you'll see. <<set $random2 to either(1,2)>><<if $random2 is 1>>You soon spot a large, dark black fin slicing through the water nearby. <<if $whorcascanned>>Besides the familiar look of it, a quick check of the MonComm's scanner confirms that it's a <<if $whorcafucked>>[[Whorca|WhorcaRepeat]]*<<else>>[[Whorca|WhorcaFirst]]*<<endif>>.<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited is true and not $whorcascanned and not $whorcafucked>>You quickly bring up your MonComm and double click the button to activate a scanner, bringing up an image of a tall anthro whale with gleaming skin of stark black and white, and a definite muscular, broad look to her to go with her large breasts and smooth body. 'Whorca', it says. ... Welp. 'Whorcas are aggressive monster girls, typically highly dominant and assertive.' ... Yeek. Big <i>and</i> dominant? Uh, slight yikes for you. Still, looks like she's approaching, so unless you leave you're [[gonna meet her|WhorcaFirst]]*...<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited is true and not $whorcascanned and $whorcafucked>>You quickly bring up your MonComm and double click the button to activate a scanner, bringing up an image of a tall anthro whale with gleaming skin of stark black and white, and a definite muscular, broad look to her to go with her large breasts and smooth body. 'Whorca', it says. ... Welp. 'Whorcas are aggressive monster girls, typically highly dominant and assertive.' ... Yeah, yeah that uh, that all seems accurate. It looks like she's approaching, so unless you leave you're likely to [[experience that for yourself again|WhorcaRepeat]]*...<<endif>><<endif>>You soon spot a sleek, greyish fin slicing through the water nearby. <<if $sharkhanscanned>>You think you recognize it, but just to check you use your MonComm's scanner and... yup, that's a <<if $sharkhanfucked>>[[Sharkhan|SharkhanRepeat]]*<<else>>[[Sharkhan|SharkhanFirst]]*<<endif>> alright.<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $sharkhanscanned and not $sharkhanfucked>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner, and are quickly provided with an image of a grey-skinned anthro shark girl, with short white hair streaming down her back almost to her dorsal fin. 'Sharkhan', reads the title. 'Sharkhans, so-called because they see themselves as the rulers of the sea, are a broad class of shark-type monster girls. There are a number of subspecies, though most simply group together under the Sharkhan heading as convenience. Typically solitary, they are highly goal-oriented and fixate on things they've decided they want.' Oof, shark-girls huh? Could be kind of scary. Still, as usual, it's just a game, right? And it does look like she's [[coming towards you|SharkhanFirst]]*...<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $sharkhanscanned and $sharkhanfucked>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner, and are quickly provided with an image of a grey-skinned anthro shark girl, with short white hair streaming down her back almost to her dorsal fin. 'Sharkhan', reads the title. 'Sharkhans, so-called because they see themselves as the rulers of the sea, are a broad class of shark-type monster girls. There are a number of subspecies, though most simply group together under the Sharkhan heading as convenience. Typically solitary, they are highly goal-oriented and fixate on things they've decided they want.' Yeah that sounds right. Well, still, it's not like the last one hurt you, y'know? And it does look like she's [[coming towards you|SharkhanRepeat]]*...<<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 3>><<set $energy -= 1>>You just wander around the beach for awhile, not looking for or sticking to any one spot in particular. <<set $random2 to either(1,2,3)>><<if $random2 is 1>>At one point you wander towards the water's edge, and spot the glint of glass. A message in a bottle? But when you get closer, you realize that it's actually a bottle of monster girl milk. ... Huh. Still sealed, too. Well, don't look a gift item in the mouth, you think as you tuck it into your inventory.<<set $mgmilk += 1>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>>You wind up wandering around the treeline at the edge of the beach, and after a moment spot a small handful of little white things at the base of a bush. Tiny eggs? ... No, a closer look reveals that they're oysterberry seeds. You snag them and put them in your inventory.<<set $obseed += 2>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 3>>You wind up just meandering for a good, long while, with the sound of the surf and the warmth of the sun making you feel revitalized (since you don't have to deal with gritty sand or sunburn in VR).<<set $energy += 2>><<endif>><<endif>>

Well, Mac did say that the cleaner and more orderly they look, the more likely they are to be okay. You're not entirely sure about joining what seems to be an outright military organization, but you can at least hear them out, you guess.\n\nYou head on over, admittedly being a little disturbed when the pair of people working the booth seem to psychically sense you approaching and turn towards you at the same time with slightly hungry looks in their eyes. Swallowing, you nevertheless walk over and manage to get a "Hi" out before you're being smoothly and gleefully assured that you would be an absolute perfect fit for the Protectors™ (you're not sure how they manage to say the little trademark emblem out loud too but they do, every single time) and that service with them would be extremely easy and utterly heavenly with no problems ever and you'll definitely be captaining your own ship in two weeks.\n\n... Okay maybe they don't blow quite that much smoke up your butt, but they do sufficiently ply you with sweet talk to get you into a rather sleek-looking car with one of them to head over to the full-fledged recruitment office in the city. And it's very nice inside, very tidy, orderly, and clean all like Mac said, and you're shown into an office with a very important fatherly-looking guy that encourages you to tell your story in such a way that you find yourself spilling every detail.\n\n"So essentially a bit of a castaway, hm?" he says, shaking his head sadly. "Well I'm very sorry to hear it, and even more sorry that I can't find any record of 'Earth' or the organizations you mentioned in our databases. I will say that it does sound like the Protectors™ may be exactly what you're looking for... we often range out to the edges of known territory on any number of our assignments, so you might indeed have a very good chance of being able to contact someone. Although in the event that you did, you would of course still be obliged to serve out the rest of your contract."\n\n"Er, contract?" you half-blurt, since that's the first you're hearing about it.\n\n"Your contract of employment. Now, the shortest one we have is for three years," he says, already pulling a sheet of that plastic-paper stuff they seem to use around here out of a desk drawer and looking it over. "Of course you get a rather larger signing bonus if you sign for ten years out of the gate and I can recommend you for several much more promising berths if you do. Honestly, I'd encourage it... joining the Protectors™ at your age is the perfect way to have a very long, very high-rising career, and showing that amount of dedication can give you a big push. It would be a lot to sacrifice just for the faint hope of getting home," he notes with just a bit of a stern edge, eyeing you again.\n\nOof. He's hitting you with a pretty intense mixture of the Dad Stare and Teacher Stare, that's powerful. You almost find yourself hurrying to announce yes of course you will and is there actually anything longer than ten years because you wouldn't mind a twenty year contract at all, just so that he'll stop looking at you like that.\n\n<hr>\n[[You'll do the three year contract.|QOSC]]\n\n[[You'll do the ten year contract.|QOSC2x1]]\n\n[[You've changed your mind.|QOSC1x4]]

"S-so, um..." you ask nervously, your face red. "So you really offer, um... ... yourself?"\n\nHopita's smirk returns, and she tucks her tablet under one arm as she reaches out with the other hand to snag one of yours. "Leeeet's go in the back and talk about this, hmm?"\n\n"O-okay," you murmur, still blushing as she shows you the way into the back room she usually emerges from.\n\nSomehow you're not terribly surprised that it looks like a bedroom... a love hotel bedroom at that, complete with a mirror on the ceiling and wall beside the bed, a glass wall between the main area and the bathroom (currently opaque, but you're betting it's one of those that can be set to clear at the touch of a button), a big screen TV, and what looks a lot like a cabinet displaying a selection of sex toys.\n\n"Alright, so!" Hopita releases your hand and turns around to face you after setting her tablet down on a nearby counter. "My rates are pretty simple. It's twenty FD for oral, fifty for regular sex, and 100 for anal."\n\nDespite the situation, you blink in surprise, and before you can stop yourself you blurt, "That doesn't seem like very much."\n\nBut Hopita's pink eyes twinkle and she lets out a giggle. "Oh for the most part I'd fuck for free, I just like to charge because for one thing it helps keep my time from being eaten up... and for another I think it's way naughtier," she adds with another wink. "Oh, speaking of which, there's also the 'Hopita's Choice' option! It's free!"\n\n"Free?" you echo, just a little dubiously.\n\n"Mhmmm! If you go with 'Hopita's Choice', I won't charge... but I get to do whatever I like with you," she notes, eyeing you almost... hungrily. "I can assure you that most guys who take 'Hopita's Choice' have a good time. Plus, it's a nice little display of trust!"\n\n... You somehow bet that 'Hopita's Choice' doesn't come with a safeword either. If you commit to letting her do as she likes, she's gonna do as she likes. As you're turning that one over, she prompts, "So what'll it be?"\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy > 0>>20 FD -<<if $fd >= 20>>[[Blowjob.|FGWHopitaBlow]]<<else>>Can't afford a blowjob.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $fd >= 50>>[[Sex.|FGWHopitaSex]]*<<else>>Can't afford sex.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $fd >= 100>>[[Anal.|FGWHopitaAnal]]*<<else>>Can't afford anal.<<endif>>\n\n[[Hopita's Choice.|FGWHopitaChoice]]*\n\n[[You changed your mind.|FGWHopitaDenySex]]<<else>>Oops, you're feeling tired, [[maybe you can't|FGWHopitaDenySex]]...<<endif>>

"Er." Tarkol's face actually turns just faintly red, even through his fur. "My... My Prince?"\n\n"I like 'boyfriend' better as a title for you," you inform him breezily. "You know, as in 'lover', but implies a relationship of companionship and affection beyond the sexual. Boyfriend, see? It's got 'friend' right in it!"\n\n"I... ah..." You watch the absolutely adorable sight of a towering slab of bovine muscle raise his hands and tap his index fingers bashfully together. "I think I understand that, My Prince, but... would it not be presumptuous of me to... to be considered fit for such a role? I... I am merely a lowly guard captain, though I have been given the great honor of serving you... would it not be above my station to... presume... a closer relationship than your servant and sex toy?"\n\n"Nope," you answer instantly, making him blink and look rather flummoxed. "You're cute. You seem nice. You're hot as fuck. Boyfriend. I've decided." You hold your arms up towards him, standing up on your bare tiptoes. "Hugs and kissies plz."\n\nTarkol stands there looking completely at a loss for words for just a second more, then obeys, moving in and leaning down until you can put your arms over his shoulders and around his thick neck. His massive arms enfold you, warm and as powerful as crane motors, his lips coming towards yours, but actually seeming too shy to make contact at the last moment. So instead you tighten your arms to lift yourself up off your toes and kiss him instead, giggling just a little aganst them at his embarrassed but clearly pleased squirming. You continue to kiss him for a good long while, just sweet presses of the lips, only flicking your tongue out occasionally, urging him to return the favor with his big, powerful broad one, before you draw back and chirp, "Now take me to bed."\n\n"Yes, My Prince," he rumbles, still seeming rather adorably bashful about it, but clearly having found the groove a bit. He shifts you to the side, scooping you fully up into his arms and carrying you like the tiny bundle you are to him over to the bed. He settles down atop it with you before releasing you, his cock flopping down along his rock-hard toned stomach. You can settle down practically fully atop him on one side of it, and do so, laying atop his chest and starting to rub one hand up and down over that gorgeous black girth, your other hand stroking fingers through the thick growth of fur atop his head as you resume giving him kisses and cooing at him.\n\nTarkol slowly begins to take a bit more initiative as well, running one of his big hands up and down your back and the other down your side, occasionally squeezing your ass or hip, or rubbing around the base of your tail, which sends very pleasant new little rushes of pleasure all through your body and makes you coo happily against his lips. You feel his cock growing harder under your hand... not much thicker or longer than it was already, largely just stiffening and straightening out, growing warmer to your touch. You occasionally slide your hand up off of it, instead toying with one of his broad, stiff black nipples, occasionally dipping the tip of a nail into the indent at the end and making him let out a low rumbling sound of surprised pleasure of his own.\n\nEventually you duck down, slipping one of those black nipples into your mouth, enjoying hearing that deep, rumbling bass gasp and shudder in pleasure that he quite possibly hasn't experienced before. You curl your hand around his cock as much as it will fit... which is only about halfway... and start stroking it just a bit more purposefully, making him squirm gently under you, feeling that big, strong slab of muscle beneath your body arch and shiver with pleasure, and gradually with need.\n\n"My... My Prince... please," he groans softly after some time of you gently jerking him and suckling his nipples, delivering long strokes and squeezes with your tongue and gentle but wicked little bites.\n\n"Okay... but you have to call me an endearment first," you coo up at him with a gently teasing giggle.\n\nHe flushes a bit again, and once more squirms a little, before saying in a rumbling whisper. "My... darling... I... I need you."\n\nYour pink eyes flashing with delight, you slide further over him and onto your feet on the bed, using your tail to wrap around his cock and lift it upright... not a casual feat, it's <i>heavy</i>. And huge! Just putting it in would bulge you out obscenely, so you use a little bit of instinctive magic to ease things up as you rest your pucker against that broad, now thoroughly flared head, and then slowly push yourself down onto it. Tarkol lets out a long, shuddery breath as his cock spreads you open and then slides inside, the warmth of your ass engulfing him and taking him inside you, albeit magically inside you as much as physically; this time your belly doesn't bulge, even as you feel him pushing deeper and deeper into you, taking him into the very concept of you as much as into your physical self. Thus a nice, neat appearance as you settle fully down onto him, his immense cock sheathed into you fully, your tail gently stroking and squeezing his balls as you wiggle your hips around.\n\nTarkol huffs and shivers for a few moments... you wonder how often someone's stirred him up so much that it was not only a pleasure but a relief to finally be allowed inside them. And hopefully he's already starting to want to be inside you just for more than physical release, you think with a wicked but adoring grin as you start working yourself slow and easy atop him, riding him gently and steadily, letting him feel his length stroking inside your ass and your body, warm and wanting of him. 'Fuck he's cute,' you think happily as you watch him shiver again, and those big hands come up and almost shyly rest on your hips and waist, not trying to control your movements, clearly just giving in to that desire to touch you, hold you.\n\n"My Prince... my darling," he moans heavily, those pretty blue eyes heavy-lidded as he watches you ride him. "I... I don't know how to... how to thank you for the honor... of your affection..."\n\n"Sssshhhh," you coo at him, stretching out your tail to lay it across his lips like a gently shushing finger. You smile, starting to gently speed up your motions, enjoying the sound of him moaning needfully again as you gradually bring him closer. "We're gonna have a lot of good times together, I think, baby, so you just enjoy, okay?"\n\n"Ah... y-yes," he groans, hips quivering a bit as he clearly resists the urge to thrust up into you. You almost tell him not to resist, but then decide to let him... you want to be the one in charge this first time, you want to be the one to bring him off. You start working your hips in light circles and sways, your own stiff prick wagging above those cut abs, his breathing growing deeper and harder, gusting out of him like a forge bellows.\n\nYou get him close, hold him there, feeling him throb inside you, feeling him shudder, feeling his desire grow into need again, watching him gently writhe beneath you. Then you coo to him, "Cum for me, baby, let's cum together."\n\nHe lets out a long half-strained half-joyous bellow as he finally thrusts up into you, his huge balls pressing against you as he empties them into you, his whole body shaking like a struck guitar chord. You cry out happily as well, your back arching, your own cock twitching and firing streamers of white cream across those strong muscles, decorating his stomach and chest with them.\n\nAfter, you slump forward onto him, heedless of the mess, just snuggling happily atop his stomach and chest as he once more enfolds you in his arms, his half-hard cock still held firmly inside you through a mixture of eternal demon boi tightness and magic. You kiss at his throat and chest occasionally, enjoying how he shivers. Then you grin wickedly up at him.\n\n"My turn?" you ask impishly.\n\nHe blushes again... then murmurs in that deep bass, but his tone soft, "Yes... I would love it, My Prince."\n\nHe does still seem to be waffling between 'My Prince' and 'my darling'... well, maybe it's becoming all the same to him, you wouldn't mind that, you suppose. You wiggle forward to slip off of him, then hmmm as you slide off. "Well... I do think you're going to have to go face down ass up for me, babe," you inform him mock-solemnly. "Until we figure out some more positions."\n\n"Ah... yes," he says bashfully again, but then rolls over, carefully shifting his hooves on the quilt and settling onto his own knees, leaning his head down on the pillows, his long, tufted-tipped tail pausing in its motions, and then lifting up above his large, boulder-firm ass, his cock hanging down at an angle still half-hard, balls draped heavily. You move around behind him, raising an eyebrow a bit as you judge distances... yup, he's so big that with him on his knees and you standing on your feet, it's about the perfect height. \n\n"Woooow, this is impressive," you coo as you bend forward and rub your hands along those toned buttocks, eyeing his pucker, and seeing him squirm a bit in likely embarrassment. Like every other muscle he has it's extremely large and thick... a hefty, round "donut" of a thing. You step forward and plant a kiss on one part of it, and hear Tarkol let out a rather surprised gasp. You smile, giving it a few more kisses, and even sucks. It's so big that it's just slightly too wide for you to get your mouth around. Gradually you begin to lick as well as kiss, at first with your tongue in a more human shape, but gradually you lengthen it, sliding it in wide circles, gradually stroking it around, and then pushing it inside him.\n\nFrom his reactions you seriously doubt that anyone's ever done this for him before, but he's just so <i>big</i> that it's not that hard to get your entire tongue inside him, no matter how long or thick you want to make it. You can practically fit your whole face up against the entrance of it... and eventually do, nuzzling against that hot, quivering ring and rubbing yourself against it as you slurp your tongue around inside him. You can hear him letting out those slightly bovine moans and gusts of breath through his nostrils, and imagine those strong blue eyes rolling a bit in unaccustomed pleasure.\n\nWhile you're tonguing him, you rest one hand on his broad ass, and start stroking yourself with the other, pumping your prick and gradually making it longer, thicker. Nowhere near the immensity of Tarkol's own member... you're 100% sure that you don't have that amount of power to shapeshift with, and might not for centuries, if ever. But definitely bringing yourself up into the top ten of human cock sizes, you'd bet, your slender, pretty boidick turning into a hefty long, thick pole but still retaining its pretty looks. Well, at least you think so. You use your tail to rub and squeeze Tarkol's balls and shaft, though he seems to have already grown fully hard again from your attentions to his asshole.\n\nEventually you come up for air with a 'fwah!', furling your tongue out of his butt and back into your mouth. You admire the hefty donut again, now gleaming and in a few places dripping with wetness, before you straighten up and step forward, rubbing your enlarged cock back and forth over it. "Have you ever been on the receiving end, cute stuff?"\n\nTarkol blushes again, either at the question or at being called 'cute stuff', maybe both. "I... I have not, My Prince," he admits, half sheepishly, half proudly. "Typically a Minotaur male is only fucked either when he loses a battle or bonds with a mate... you... you will be my first."\n\n"Ohhh?" You honestly want to swoon a little. He makes it sound so sweet! You know, to your newly demonic perv sensibilities. "Are you sure you want to give it to me, then?"\n\n"Yes," he answers without hesitation, shifting a bit on the bed, and then giving his hips a small shake. "Yes, please. Take me, My Prince."\n\n"Alright, babe," you coo, settling yourself at the center of that wide hole and pushing in.\n\nVirgin or not, enlarged cock or not, Tarkol's just so big that it really isn't difficult to push inside him... even with a dick at the upper end of human potential, his hot bovine hole engulfs you basically effortlessly. But even if he wasn't pleasantly hot and slick against you, the powerful muscles squeezing down still feel great... and the sound of him moaning surprisingly sweetly at the penetration is just divine. (Or... infernal. You'll have to figure out later if that descriptor still applies for stuff you enjoy as a demon.) You wiggle your hips gently as you slide inside him, that powerful donut flexing around you, that huge muscular body writhing gently on the bed in front of you.\n\nIt's not long before you're sheathed fully inside him, your balls resting against that fat, bulging pucker and the top of his taint. You run your hands over that powerful, broad toned rear, feeling his buttocks flex under your touch and watching his tail flick. Then you start to thrust... slowly, at first, but quickly building up speed. Not taking it quite as slow this time... admittedly, you're enjoying topping him a bit too much for that, enjoying playing out the fact that no matter what he's clearly going to see himself as your servant. Well, if he likes... you'll make sure to fuck him well and often, then, to show him who's his boss as well as his lover! ❤\n\n"Ah! My Prince! My Prince!" Tarkol moans loudly, twisting his hands in the sheets. You know you're nowhere close to stretching him or overwhelming him with the intensity of your fucking, but clearly getting fucked is still plenty good for him. Even at all your strength you can't so much as rock his body, so you fuck him as hard as you want, listening to his breathy, deep noises.\n\n"Gosh you have such cute slutty moans as you're getting fucked, Tarkol," you tease him affectionately, delivering a full-strength spank to one buttock that you know will probably feel like nothing but a gentle pat to him, but either the surprise or the words makes him moan louder and clench hard on you, tightening that big, thick passage around you. "Turns out that besides a big strong boyfriend, you make a really adorable girlfriend!"\n\n"M-My Prince," he moans, actually biting down on the edge of the sheet with massive white teeth. "Please don't... tease me!"\n\n"Mmmmnoooooo, I think I'm gonna," you reply with a giggle and another hard spank to his other buttock, making him moan again. "You are just <i>way</i> too cute when I tease you, I love it too much!"\n\n"M-My Prince! Please! If you... if you keep calling me 'cute', I'll...!" the massive minotaur warrior bellows.\n\n"What's that..." you coo, putting your whole body into your next thrust, arching your back and hips like a bow to get as deep inside him as possible. "Cutie?"\n\nTarkol cries out loudly, his ass actually clenching tight around you, milking you hard as his cock lurches and fires beneath him, shooting hefty streamers of thick, virile monsterspunk all over the sheets. You let out your own happy sigh as you start to cum, then yelp as a buck and twist of his hips actually lifts you off of your feet and leaves you dangling across him, your balls slipping into his shuddering, twitching donut as well as your cock, getting the same squeezing, almost sucking treatment as it. Your eyes roll and your tongue lolls out some in shock as you instantly cum hard, twitching a bit atop him with every heady spurt of your own seed into his hole, your bare toes curling as you lift your feet up in the air and let gravity keep you in place atop him.\n\nEventually though Tarkol lowers his hips and you lower your legs, standing on the mattress again and stepping back, slipping out of him. Tarkol rolls back over, looking flushed and a bit embarrassed, but definitely happy as you once more snuggle in on one side of his chest. He drapes an arm around you, then murmurs, "It will be my great honor... and pleasure... to be your... your boyfriend. My darling Prince."\n\nYou mmm softly and squirm atop him, smiling and pecking his cheek, which seems to please him just as much as any of the rest of it.\n\nThe two of you lay there soaking in the afterglow for a bit, before Tarkol ventures, "I do not wish to be presumptuous..."\n\n"Boyfriend privileges, go ahead."\n\n"Ah... yes. Well then. The King told me that he wishes you to begin gathering lewd energy to assist with his conquests. Of course, how you do so is up to you, and if you do so while taking other measures to secure and expand your father's domain, I'm sure he will be pleased. Do you have any thoughts on how you might wish to proceed...?"\n\n<hr>\n[["We'll go hero-hunting."|QODP]]\n\n[["We'll meet some of the other demons."|QODP]]\n\n[["We'll search for powerful artifacts."|QODP]]\n\n[["We'll put together a team."|QODP]]\n\n[["We'll institute the great harem plan!"|QODP]]

The horny part of your brain that Lux himself awoke takes over and insists, what's a little conquering and colonizing in return for access to that cock for the rest of eternity?\n\nYou step forward and sink to your knees in front of him, not needing the slightest guidance on what he means about showing your fealty with a kiss. You lean forward, gazing up at him through your lashes as you place a soft kiss on the top of his large, limp red shaft. It immediately twitches and starts to rise, smooth and steady, growing larger and thicker as it does. You give it several more kisses on its way up, until it's jutting high above, casting a shadow down across your face as you stare up at it in awe.\n\nYou haven't been commanded to rise yet, though, and you feel you still ought to be showing your fealty to your new King and Father some more. So you lean in and plant another kiss on his equally massive red sack, heavy and obviously quite full, the potent, virile load inside no doubt steadily increasing and swelling for you. So you start helping it along while also showing your obedience and loyalty, licking and kissing all over those big, fat red balls, occasionally nuzzling your face in against them. The smell is almost overwhelming, but in a deeply satisfying, arousing way... impossibly masculine, thick, almost animal, like pheremones meant for something much stronger and more powerful than you. It has your cock achingly hard and constantly drooling pre in a matter of moments, low moans of genuine pleasure starting in your throat as you literally worship your new lord, master, and father's balls with your tongue and lips.\n\nSomewhere in the background, you hear music start... not classical music, surprisingly, but something very modern-sounding, full of drumbeats and synthesizers, dark and heavy and beating and deeply sensual. You sneak a glance over to the side without stopping what you'e doing, and spot what looks like a band of mostly naked succubi both playing electronic instruments and dancing to their own music, the gyrations of their hips and sway of their shoulders every bit as lewd as the elementals, but more deliberate, timed to the beat.\n\nThe King doesn't say a word now, just looking down at you with a satisfied, thoughtful smile playing around his handsome lips, his cock giving the occasional twitch above you. You briefly flick your eyes to the side and see Lux standing with his legs together and hands clasped behind his back, wagging his hips in a way that makes his own stiff cock wag back and forth a bit and trail its own lines of pre, a very cute jealous pout on his pretty face. Admittedly that does give you an extra thrill to know that right now the King's cock is all yours.\n\n"Rise," he says eventually, after what might be minutes or an hour, your head swimming too much with lust to really sort it out or care. You get to your feet a little unsteadily, and he leans his pitchfork against the wall before leaning down to pick you up with both hands, turning you to sit astride his lap. His cock juts up between your legs, your own cock and balls resting against it, demonstrating its size and power, and just how incredibly, probably impossibly deep it's going to go inside you. "Now, little mortal," he rumbles softly, leaning in close to your ear. "Are you ready to become mine?"\n\nYou swallow hard, then nod. He chuckles softly, then leans in, kissing you hard and firm, claiming, a long, powerful tongue diving into your mouth and pressing down your throat. But only briefly, before he breaks the kiss and leaves you gasping and your head swimming again even as he lifts you up like you weighed nothing. He settles the tip of that massive red cock at your entrance, and then pulls you down onto him in one long smooth motion, like sheathing himself inside of a literal cocksleeve. Your eyes roll and your tongue lolls out as you cum instantly, your own much smaller cock firing off long ropes of cum into the air to splatter all over the stone floor, a slutty-looking black demon sigil flickering with purple fire just as instantly appearing low on your belly and crotch below the bulging outline of the King's prick.\n\nThe King starts working you on his cock to the beat of the music, pumping you effortlessly along his massive, throbbing scarlet length like you really were a sex toy, your hands resting on his barely able to cover two big, powerful fingers. You just keep cumming, too, your mouth a wide round O of overwhelmed sensation as the sensation of pleasure spreads out from your stretched ass and your near-constantly spurting cock and seems to fill your whole body. Distantly in front of you, you can see that Lux has taken a stance with his feet a bit wider apart, jerking himself off and thrusting his hips into his hands, moving to the same beat the King is, his tail thrusting behind him as he fucks himself with it, clearly wishing it was the King's massive member instead of his wiry little tail pumping away in his ass.\n\nYou can feel the changes starting to come over you as the King very literally fucks the mortal out of you, your humanity gushing out of your dick in your cum. Your skin begins to gradually color, taking on its own rich red shade, losing the pale introvert palor of too many video games and taking on a rich infernal scarlet. Your body gradually begins to change its shape as well, legs becoming both more lithe and curvier, more feminine, your ass rounding and perking where it's spread wide around that huge infernal prick. Your cock grows longer even as it continues to spurt out those long, eager ropes of cum, even as the rest of your body turns more girlish... in fact your cock remains slender, turning particularly smooth and pretty, itself somehow rather feminine. Though your chest remains completely flat, your nipples change, the areola growing puffy and dome-shaped, the nubs capping them turning thick and bitable. You can feel your eyes changing color as well, somehow just knowing that their sclera is darkening to black as well, irises turning pink and starting to blaze with their own soft fiery glow. Your hair darkens to a deep raven black, though shot through with streaks of pink and a deep, dark pink undertone. Your nails even change color, turning glossy and black as if they'd been both painted and polished.\n\nAnd then the King lets out a long, deep grunt of pleasure and yanks you down hard on him, burying his cock in you to the hilt, your own bright red balls resting against his. His cock twitches and shudders, firing massive blasts of cum deep inside you, filling you up with it as you squeal and cum out the last of your previous self onto the stone floor. But rather than your belly starting to swell with his load, it sinks directly into you, fueling the rest of your physical changes, each spill of his cum into you extending them and furthering them. Your hair grows longer, spilling down your back in a thick, straight wave and growing into two long forelocks that brush against your newly puffy and jutting nipples. From amidst your new bangs a pair of long, slender, straight black horns rise up, jutting above your forehead more like an oni's than your Daddy's more goatish ones. Your tail pushes out, a bit thicker at the base than Lux's, remaining so even as it tapers downward and darkens to black, taking on a heart shape at the end with glowing pink curls and dips amidst the black skin. Your nails lengthen and curl, tapering into short talon-like points, your ears similarly lengthening slightly and tapering into their own (rather less deadly) points.\n\nDaddy leans in to kiss you again, longer and deeper, your eyes and his both closed, a deep kiss of infatuation and love. When he pulls away his long, black tongue lolls out and trails away, your own long black tongue still coiled briefly with it as if holding hands, both of you looking at each other with both the adoration of father and child and newly married couple.\n\nThen he slides his hands off your newly slender waist and sits back, just smiling as he looks at you. You smile sweetly back, then raise your legs, balancing the balls of your feet on his strong, shaggy thighs. You tuck your hands behind your head and start bouncing yourself on his cock this time, working yourself on him to the beat, gyrating and thrusting to work him inside you, shamelessly and effortlessly doing everything you can to pleasure your father's huge demonic prick with your tight little infernal boipussy. Even as you put on an effort that could have had any mortal man of any preference cumming in under a minute, you gather up your hair and press it together, manifesting a shiny black metal band glowing with pink runes to give yourself a ponytail. Hands still tucked behind your head, still swaying your hips and fucking yourself on him to the beat with perfect balance, you manifest your own shoulder-height fingerless gloves and high stockings that bare your toes and heels, and a garter belt to clip to the stockings too, partly to help emphasize how your belly stretches with Daddy's fat cock inside you.\n\nYou alternately smile sweetly as if fucking yourself on your royal father's prick was the most wholesome, everyday activity in the world, and let your lips turn up in a wild smile and let your tongue loll out a bit, shamelessly displaying the pleasure you're taking from riding your Daddy in his throne room in front of Lux, and the band, and what you see now are more retainers and guards in the shadows along the walls, their cocks jutting and constantly drooling pre as their discipline forces them to endure the sight without touching themselves. The thought of them all aching, wanting, needing at the sight of you, wishing it was their cocks inside you, wishing they were fucking you, only eggs you on, and you smile wickedly, raking your gaze over demons and lizardmen and orcs alike as you shake your hips and wag your cock to the succubus song, taunting their aching pricks with your lewd femboy body.\n\nThis time the King's groan is deeper and almost surrendering, thrusting upward into you and spilling inside you again, Daddy's dick shaking much harder and thrusting much deeper into your hot little hole than before. And this time as your eyes roll up and your tongue lolls out past your smiling lips and your own cock fires off again, your perfect, girlishly flat belly swells up, growing round and heavy with his load, as if all of your father's virile demon seed were succeeding in breeding you and making you pregnant. You shake yourself a bit more, wobbling your heavy cumbelly as a display, Lux moaning softly and spilling his own load to mix with yours on the floor at the sight, and several of the guards cumming as well even though they haven't touched themselves.\n\nYou pant and shiver and coo, and gradually your belly flattens again as you absorb the massive load into your demonic form. You turn your head and give Daddy a sweet kiss on the cheek, which makes his craggy, demonically handsome red face darken even further, then lift yourself up and off of him, hopping down to the floor and landing lightly in front of his throne to lean back between his legs, resting your hands on his shaggy thighs as if he were your own throne.\n\n"You have done well indeed, Lux," Daddy says after a moment, actually sounding a bit breathless. "I am deeply happy with my new heir. You may take your reward and be on your way."\n\n"Thank you, Your Majesty," Lux says, actually blushing a little himself before he kneels down on the floor and bends over. You watch as he starts to lap up your cum from the stone, here and there sucking up little puddles of it with his lips, apparently gathering up both the remnants of your mortal existence and your first potent load as a demon as his payment for delivering you to your new home.\n\n<hr>\n[["See you around sometime, Lux!"|QODP1x3]]\n\n[["Aw, but Daddy, I wanna keep him!"|QODP]]

You wait for Lux to finish licking up your cum before sauntering forward, leaning in to give him a nice deep kiss, both of you changing your tongues to tendril form and twining them together as you gently grind your currently limp boidicks against each other. Then you break the kiss and give him a wink. "Don't be a stranger, okay? Come back sometime so we can fuck again!"\n\n"Count on it," he coos, winking back before turning and trotting off.\n\nYou turn back to Daddy and beam up at him, which seems to please him greatly, since for a moment he just sits there looking rather content and pleased. Then he clears his throat. "Well, my..." He pauses... maybe calling you 'my son' is weird even for him, considering just how girly you wound up looking. He clears his throat, then says, "My child, one of the servants will take you to your room," he says, snapping his massive fingers.\n\nIt's one of the succubi from the band that steps forward, since they'd stopped playing once Lux was ready to take his reward. She seems to be the one who was providing the vocals, her body fairly slender and baring pale blue-purple skin with just-under-a-handful breasts, arms and legs sheathed in white gloves and boots. She's more on the cute side than ethereally gorgeous, and sketches a quick little bow that makes her blue and purple ponytail sway before she turns and leads you towards one of the hallways, her perky butt bouncing just a bit with her steps.\n\nSo of course the moment the two of you are out of sight you bend her over against the wall and fuck her. She certainly doesn't seem to mind, letting out something like an excited yip-squeal of happiness as you push your bright red cock into her pale blue pussy. You snag her ponytail to pull on it, at which she gives another pleased moan, and then another loud yip-squeal as you deliver a firm spank to her ass. Your own girly butt jiggles gently as your hips smack against hers, your strokes rapid, eager, just a quick "punishment" for being so darn cute that she certainly doesn't seem to think is undeserved or out of line. Your long, slender prick pumps hard into her dripping, eagerly gripping snatch, those perky-full tits jiggling underneath her with your thrusts.\n\nSoon she's once more leading you down the hallway, small bits of your load dripping out of her pussy along her thighs and dewing along the tops of her boots. She stops in front of a massive double door... waaay too big for you, really, but hey... and bows, saying, "Your room, My Prince."\n\nYou nod to her and give her ass another spank in passing, earning another happy yip in return, and push open the doors. The room is large and fitted with a particularly large bed, as might be expected, but not much in the way of furnishings other than a table and a desk... clearly you're expected to decorate to your own tastes. Of course the largely empty room does make it just that much easier to see its other occupant, who's standing a bit off to the side, and revealing just why there was the need for such a huge door.\n\n"Oh my," you breathe out, feeling a little shiver of excitement run through you that makes the pink lights on your tail pulse.\n\n"My Prince," the minotaur booms, putting a massive hand to his shoulder and bowing. He's huge... even taller than Daddy... and even more muscular, with shoulders that look like they could heft a small car up onto them and muscles that look like they could stop an artillery shell. His head is, as one might expect, fairly bull-like, broad and somewhat square-muzzled, his black horns curved and forward-pointing and capped with bright gold. His features are anthropomorphized enough that you can read a grave, solemn expression of reverence on them, and his eyes are a shocking shade of bright, clear blue. His hide is a dark grey color, close and tight enough to not obscure any of his muscles, most of it left bare, what little he's wearing being more gold bands around his bulging biceps, his thick, powerful thighs, and covering his hooves. Other than the bands, the only things he's wearing are a simple belt with a very long loincloth hanging down in front, which does practically nothing to hide the shape of the hefty cock that falls practically to his knees.\n\n"I am Tarkol," he continues in that deep, masculine voice, even more deep and manly than Daddy's, the bass of it passing through your chest and sending more little shivers of arousal through you. "Your personal servant. I am your bodyguard, your butler, your assistant, and all other things you might need. I can of course arrange other servants for you, but the King has decreed that if there is anything you wish or need, it is I who has the great honor of seeing that your desires are fulfilled.\n\n"Mmmmf... my desires fulfilled, huh?" you murmur, biting your lower lip gently with one of your new fangs. "I seeee. Or rather... I want to see," you add, flicking a glossy black nail towards his loincloth.\n\n"Of course, My Prince," he rumbles, without hesitation or embarrassment reaching his massive hands down, thick, blunt fingers agile enough to near-instantly undo the buckle and let it drop.\n\n"Oh fuck," you moan softly, shivering. It's black, ink black, and it's absolutely huge... draping down heavily over positively immense grey-furred balls, a long, smooth tube of a shaft with a thick ring roughly at the center of it, and a blunt, flared head. Like a horse's. Minotaur with horsecock, absolute <i>score</i>.\n\n<hr>\n[["Alright, that's enough for now!"|QODP2x1]]\n\n[["Your first order is to fuck me. Hard."|QODP]]\n\n[["Bodyguard? More like boyfriend."|QODP1x4]]

"I mean... no offense but... royalty," you murmur, squirming.\n\n"Nah, nah, I understand. I'd take the same offer myself if I could," Lux assures you, reaching out to give your cock a companionable stroke and grinning as that makes you squeak. "And don't worry about me, I'll get a nice little 'finder's fee', as it were, for discovering you and bringing you to him. C'mon!"\n\nHe turns and walks away, and you notice that part of the domed room now has a passageway in it... it's just there, as if it always had been. You start to follow him, then can't help but literally look back, glancing over your shoulder. "But... what about my old life?"\n\n"Don't worry about it! You've got a new one waiting for you!"\n\n... Welp, you kind of acknowledged that as possible when you decided on this dream. So once more... maybe for the final time... you take a deep breath, brace yourself to do something crazy, and follow after Lux down the passage.\n\nIt really does feel... strange. There is a certain disconnect, a feeling of floating along and drifting like there was in the background of the dream before, but you also feel much more solid, like there's just more of a weight to yourself and, gradually, the feeling of the stone under your feet and around you. After a moment you asked, "So, wait, you said I would be choosing my form, do I still get to do that?"\n\n"You chose the form 'Demon Prince'," Lux replies breezily, giving you a quick glance. "That's a pretty big privilege right off the bat, you're gonna hafta live with not getting to pick the little physical details." Then he wags a hand dismissively again, his tail matching the motion. "Besiiiides, as a Demon Prince, once you attain a certain level of power you'll be able to make your form whatever you want it. Like the Demon King has!"\n\n"Oh, has he?" you ask with a blink. Then you emerge into what's very obviously a throne room, and let out a slightly faint, "Oh, he has."\n\nMuch like the chamber you started in, this room is lit by flames that resemble constantly altering, writhing, lewdly-gyrating forms, some of them set on torchlike hangers like the others, but others in hanging cagelike lanterns of varying sizes, and even some hefty brazier-style ones so that the dancing elementals are fully human-sized, constantly and energetically bucking and twisting and presenting and posing without a single pause. As a result the room is quite a bit brighter, but even without looking right at the dancing elementals there's a deep sense of sex in the air... not necessarily a smell, or a feel, or a taste, or even a sound, and yet also all of those at once too. There's not much in the room other than some columns on which are hung more of the torches and lanterns, and a few gold and silver art pieces of incredibly sexual things that run the gamut from a threesome involving two cute boys and a busty woman to goblins gangbanging a (male) knight. \n\nAnd sitting in the throne across the room is what has to be the Demon King. Though it's hard to judge with him seated, he has to be a good seven or eight feet tall, at least, not counting the spires of the tall, glossy black crown that looks like it's made from poured obsidian (if there is such a thing... well, you guess there might be for demons). He's also taken on the appearance of an extremely stereotypical demon... goatlike horns that curl from the sides of his forehead just below the crown and go back and around his pointed red ears, blazing red eyes with black sclera, a goatee. Bright red skin, too, all of it on display, his powerful shoulders and broad chest completely bare. His legs are goatlike, with thick, shaggy black fur that looks like you could sink your hand into it up to the wrist, his hooves shod with gold that flickers faintly with either the firelight of the elementals or their own inner glow. But his massive red shaft and balls are hairless, draping forward between his furry thighs, a jewel-studded gold ring affixed around the base of it ahead of his balls, his member clearly as much a display of his might as the wicked-looking pitchfork he holds in one clawed hand like a scepter.\n\n"So, this is the mortal with so much potential," he rumbles, making you swallow hard with a mingling of terror and lust as you look at him. Even if you had considered stepping back, Lux snags you by the upper arm and escorts you forward to stand just in front of the throne.\n\n"Yes, Your Majesty," Lux chirps cheerfully. "This is the human boy Jamie, who has agreed to be adopted as your son and heir."\n\n"Well, Jamie..." Those flaming eyes settle on you, sending a shiver of that intense scarousal running down your spine. "Then if you would accept the position as my son and Prince, and aid me in my efforts to conquer and eternally rule both the Devil Lands and Mortal Lands, kneel before me and show your fealty with a kiss."\n\n<hr>\n[[W-wait, you're not so sure about this whole "conquering" thing...|QODP]]\n\n[[Yes, Your Majesty!|QODP1x2]]

You are so totally going to fuck these two, you decide, your tail lashing excitedly as you take off running again. Your excitement seems to lend you even greater speed, and within moments you're outside of town and in some woods, dropping the pair of stunned crooks on the ground. You quickly relieve them of the tactical vests and their masks, leaving them in just turtlenecks and multi-pocketed pants. One has thick, wavy blonde hair, the other black hair pulled into a ponytail, but both are quite attractive, you note happily. Improvising some bindings with bits taken from the tac vests, you bind their wrists behind their backs while they're still stunned.\n\nYou consider for a few moments, then leave the black-haired woman laying on her back with her hands under her, while pulling the blonde's ass into the air. She squirms, apparently starting to get her wits around her... just in time to give a squawk of outrage as you manage to undo the pants, pulling them down to reveal a rather cute pink thong and a round, generous ass. "HEY! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she demands, adding a furious squeak as you haul the panties down around her knees as well, baring her smooth-shaven pussy. The black-haired woman's green eyes widen as she watches, from her upside-down perspective.\n\n"I'm going to punish you for your wicked ways, of course," you purr, the words coming easily in spite of your usual shyness. You grip her ass with both hands, rubbing and squeezing. The texture's amazing, so springy and perfect and holding its round shape every time you lift your hands away. \n\n"Quit that! D-don't you dare!" she demands in a rather breathy tone, squirming against the ground. But your enhanced senses can pick up the scent of arousal... apparently having her ass played with is getting to her despite her anger. "I swear I'll-!" She cuts off with a yelp as you deliver a firm slap to one of her asscheeks, jerking forward against the ground. \n\n"I told you, this is punishment, you'll just have to endure it," you assure her, before delivering another spank to her other asscheek. She continues to squeal and yelp, both in outrage and with a steadily growing hint of arousal in her voice as you gradually pinken her round ass. Her other friend squirms a bit on the ground, staring all the while, and your sensitive cheetah nose can pick out a decidedly more muffled but still present arousal scent from her as well.\n\nOnce you've spanked her ass to a dark pink, and left her panting and shivering, hands occasionally tugging futilely at the bonds on her wrists, you scoot back a bit and peel out of your bike shorts. The watching woman gives a rather shocked squeak of her own as your big red cock comes springing free of the tight black spandex, swaying around in front of you as you get out of the shorts. Moving back in, you grip the blonde's ass again, making her hiss softly before making a strangled noise as you start sliding your cock along the cleft of her buttocks. "W-what the hell, how... how big is that thing, that's-"\n\nShe gets her answer as you pull back, then start pushing your stiff prick into her dripping pussy. She makes a sound that's both somehow very hot and intensely funny, a sort of gurgling as her teeth grit and her eyes roll up just slightly in her head, her glistening pink spreading wide and stretched around your thick red shaft. "FFfffffuck!" she groans out, shuddering again as you just keep sliding into her, until you're hilted with your fuzzy hips resting against her smooth, well-spanked ass. "Fffffuck it's so big holy shit holy fucking shit it's big!" she gasps out, a constant litany of not-quite-pleading as you start fucking her, gradually picking up speed. And more speed, and more speed, especially when you hear her give a choked whimper and feel her pussy squeeze tight all along your length.\n\nGetting up on the balls of your heels, you squat into position, your tail giving you superior balance, the position letting you give longer, harder thrusts with just as much speed, until you're almost blurring a little as you fuck her. Her eyes have truly rolled up in her head now, drool running down her chin, body shuddering as she cums repeatedly from your quick, hard fucking. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer every time her pussy flutters around your prick, the fur of your balls gradually growing damp from smacking against her.\n\n<hr>\n[[Cum in her.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Cum on her.|QOHPT]]

You're suddenly running across a field, panting, your breathing heavy inside the helmet, your view narrowed down through the visor to practically nothing but the pole of the goalpost ahead of you. There's a cheering, roaring, absolute din of a sound, the feeling of pursuit from behind you, but you're leaping with every step, you're flying, and then you're coming down and you're slamming down the football you realize you were carrying and throw your hands in the air, with the world seeming to explode with cheers and applause and you know that all of it is for you.\n\n"<i>He's done it! Jamie Kinsington has done it!</i>" an announcer's voice thunders exultantly over the PA, sounding as if he's never been so excited and grateful about anything in his whole life. "<i>Jamie Kinsington has singlehandedly won the championship for Deviville High football <b>for all time</b></i>!"\n\n"JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>!" the crowd chants like one huge, exultant, worshipful organism.\n\nOther guys are crowding around, big guys, huge guys, you feel like you know them and all of them are saying it was all you, you did it, everything was you, you're the hero, you're the god of the day, there will never be another like you. They heft you up, carrying you towards the entrance to the locker room on their shoulders, chanting the school fight song (which you don't really know the words to but you know that's what it is) as the crowd still cheers and screams and loses its mind over how great you are.\n\nBut then you're walking into the locker room alone, no longer wearing your helmet or pads, just the jersey and the weird tight pants. Which definitely feel even tighter because there's at least a dozen Deviville High cheerleaders clustered in the locker room. And another half-dozen girls in cheerleading uniforms from other schools. They're all smiling, looking at you with adoration and lust blazing in their eyes as they close in around you.\n\n"Oh Jamie, you're so amazing, winning the game for us like that!"\n\n"I can't believe how cool and strong you are, Jamie!"\n\n"There's never been a guy as great as Jamie, ever!"\n\nThey're pressing in closer around you, all of them pretty and sweet and they all smell amazing, their hands stroking over your body, squeezing, rubbing at you, wanting you. Their compliments roll around you and through you, but mostly what you hear is those sweet, sultry voices saying your name over and over again in tones of admiration, adoration, wanting, need. Your hands reach out and wherever they reach they find a warm breast under a cheerleader top, a firm buttock beneath a cheerleader skirt, a pussy soft and hot through cheerleader bloomers.\n\nThe laces of your pants are being undone, your cock pulled free, so big and hard, bigger and harder than you've ever been before, all of the girls cooing and purring and moaning lowly with desire all at once at the sight of it. One lucky cheerleader slides her mouth over it, painted lips stroking along the shaft as she starts bobbing her head, pretty purple eyes looking up at you from beneath a fall of black hair, her mouth trembling softly around you with her moans of pleasure at being allowed the honor of sucking you off. \n\n"You won the big game, Jamie, so now we belong to you and you get to fuck us forever and ever," one of the Deviville High cheerleaders coos in your ear before she starts to nibble it.\n\n"And you conquered our teams, Jamie, so now we belong to you as tribute," one of the rival school cheerleaders moans ecstatically in your other ear before dragging her tongue around it.\n\nYour uniform is being stripped off by more worshipful, cooing, eager cheerleaders wanting to be allowed to put their hands and mouths on you. Now two more have joined the one kneeling in front of you, their mouths and tongues at work on your balls while the first continues bobbing her head, sucking down your powerful, virile length while the other two worship your testicles as the productive little god-orbs they are. Another tongue goes to work on your asshole, the cheerleader behind you moaning just as ecstatically as the one sucking your cock at being allowed to service your pucker. Cheerleaders are sucking your nipples, licking your neck, nibbling your ears. They suck your fingers just as luxuriously as your cock is getting sucked, before your hands are tucked down the front of a pair of panties each, encouraged to find the warm, dripping holes waiting for your use. Cheerleaders are kissing your feet, clinging to your legs, begging you to use them first, begging you to let them make you cum.\n\nAnd then suddenly you're in the showers, there's hot water and steam everywhere, the girls are all naked, pressing around you, close to you. Wet, slick, soapy hands are stroking your cock, your balls, running all over your body, your legs, your belly, your back, your arms. Everywhere you look there's a wet, naked girl pressing herself against you or pressing herself against the other girls, kissing you, kissing your body, kissing each other. It's like you're melting into the steaming, slippery nest of attractive bodies all whispering your name wantonly, worshipfully, lustfully. Your cock is being stroked, pumped, adored, licked, you're cumming, you're sliding inside a pussy, you're inside one of them but you can barely even see because there's so many wet naked girls pressing in all around her, you're still cumming even as you start fucking her, feeling a perfect firm ass slapping against your hips with loud, wet sounds even as you're still surrounded and stroked and begged.\n\nYou're fucking cheerleaders in the shower, you're fucking cheerleaders on the benches of the locker room, you're fucking cheerleaders up against the lockers. You're fucking their mouths, you're fucking their pussies, you're fucking their asses, you're fucking their tits. It all blends together until it feels like you're doing all of it at once and any one thing forever, just a tumbling, whirling maelstrom of hot, eager bodies, breasts pressing against you, hands stroking you, whispering your name, begging for more, calling your name, pleading for you.\n\nAnd now you're out on the field again, you've got a cheerleader in a mating press, slamming down into her with your balls slapping against her. The crowd is cheering from the stands, the now half-uniformed rest of the cheerleaders are cheering from the sidelines, they're matching their cheers to your thrusts as you slamfuck the beautiful cheerleader with beautiful black hair and gorgeous purple eyes.\n\n"JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>! JAY-<b>ME</b>! <i><b>RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!</b></i>" the crowd bellows as you bury your cock in her and empty your balls completely, filling her up to the very core as you shake and tremble, her arms wrapping around you adoringly.\n\n"Jamie," she whispers in your ear in a fond and very familiar voice.\n\n<hr>\n[[Wake up.|QODJQBDreamWake]]

Okay so, you can give Maya commands that she'll obey once she comes out of the hypnotic state... in fact you're pretty sure you can set it up so she'll do things regularly or on a schedule or something. But what to have her do...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Send you nude selfies.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Be obedient.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Go nudist.|QOSJ]]

Yup.\n\nYou were mildly terrified while doing research for this particular idea since it meant, well, spending a loooot of time online looking at dildos. And nearly getting a heart attack any time you thought you heard movement from the rest of the house, expecting your mother to burst in on you looking at a screenful of gleaming artificial penises. But it really was research! You did a lot of review-reading, trying to find the traits that girls seemed to like best in their phallic sex toys, and now you let yourself grow outwards into that.\n\nYour form takes on a sleek rubber texture, not too slick but not tacky, black with some swirls of neon purple since you know it's one of Maya's favorite colors and mixed colors seemed to be popular. Most of your body forms into a shaft that's thick (but not too thick) with just a hint of raised vein designs, not too many or too stand-out but just enough to imply a little realism and add some extra stimulation. Your head becomes somewhat longer and tapered, for easy aiming and entry, albeit with the bottom of it flaring more than is standard for a human guy because, well, apparently horse dildos are surprisingly popular. So, for that matter, are dog ones, which is why you form a bit of a knot at the base, just above the molded balls. And you make sure to form a piece at your base that can both act as a suction cup and a good grip. Hopefully you shouldn't be big enough or outlandish enough that you're intimidating, but still interesting enough and with enough pleasurable features that Maya won't be able to resist giving you a try.\n\n... Yeah you're pretty sure by now you're over a lot of your embarrassment over lewd things. You've spent days designing the perfect dildo so that you could turn into it and hopefully your childhood friend will use you. You've gone to the perv side.\n\n"Huh, don't remember ordering anything," Maya says as you can feel the box being picked up, making you rattle around inside it a bit (and wobble, you're not too firm and not too soft, hopefully the "just right" firmness that the reviews spoke of). "Especially from the... 'Deviville Chamber of Commerce'? The heck? Sounds like something's loose in there too, did they even include any padding?" (You did not because you were worried about being able to get inside and in place with a bunch of foam popcorn in the way.) Then you can feel the box being set down, and a moment later light spills in, Maya's face appearing above you... and her jaw dropping. "Th-the hell?!"\n\nShe stares at you for a long moment, then gingerly reaches in, not quite wrapping her hand around the shaft to pick you up. It's lucky that you deliberately made sure you couldn't talk in any way (just in case) because the sensation is amazing... apparently by becoming a rubber dick, the magic decided that you should process sensations like your dick would, so it feels like Maya's gripping your hardon... except instead your hardon is your entire body, sending the pleasure all through it. Even as she just gingerly handles you, the pleasure's fairly intense. You're definitely disappointed when she sets you down to pick up the printout you put in the box as well.\n\n"'Dear citizen of Deviville, congratulations on having your name randomly chosen for our local business promotion giveaway. Your name and address has been selected from the driver's license registry to receive a donated item from a locally-owned business, in this case local shop: THE HOARD. Enjoy your gift and remember to buy local!' ... Great job, guys, you sent a dildo to a sixteen-year-old," Maya says with a snort, tossing the paper away and eyeing you.\n\nThis is the moment of truth. You had to wonder if Maya would take the bait, but you figure at worst she might throw you away or shove you in a drawer and you'd have to escape from that, but using your powers that shouldn't be too hard. You watch from atop her blankets as she nibbles her lower lip, obviously having a bit of an internal war between her embarrassment and desire...\n\n... and then snagging you by the knot, squeezing it a bit as she turns and carries you towards the bathroom. Yesssss!\n\nMaya washing you down with some anti-bacterial soap under hot water is definitely a really great experience... her fingers stroking all over you, rubbing, sliding the slick gel and then suds all across and over every part of you. Obviously she's trying to make sure you're fully safe to use, but not only is it amazingly pleasurable for you, but you can feel her motions turning less hesitant, more confident, and then practically eager, even her expression turning blatantly lustful as she clearly imagines what you're going to feel like inside her. You're not 100% certain you can actually cum as you currently are, but you feel such a constant barrage of pleasure that it's not exactly being missed, yet.\n\nOnce she's given you a fairly quick drying-off Maya practically runs back to her room, tossing you on the bed and hauling off her clothes quickly before leaping onto it, making her tits jiggle and you bounce around a bit on the bed. Biting her lower lip again, this time in obvious anticipation, she picks you up and spends a few moments clearly trying to figure out how best to hold you. Settling for gripping you around the knot at first, she slowly brings you in, pressing the narrow tip of your head up between her pussylips. Instantly it's even better than all her handling you so far has been... not only do you have the full sensation of her wet, hot pussylips rubbing against you, but you can focus on the taste of them, the sight of them immense and close up, all merged together into a single feeling.\n\nAnd then she's pushing you inside, and you're being engulfed by her, Maya's pussy spreading and squeezing and stroking around your form as you slide deeper and deeper into her. Of course it's dark inside and that apparently dulls your perception, but your layered perception lets you feel every bit of hot, wet, slick cunt that's pressing up against you, around you, enveloping you. And you can still 'see' from the outside too, that close-up look of her cunt stretched around you, taking you in more and more, both feeling and seeing as she pushes you in right up to the start of the knot, enough that it presses her pussylips a bit further apart.\n\n"Ohhhhh fuuuuck this thing feels amazing," Maya moans aloud as she writhes around on the bed, bucking her hips, making her pussy shift and rub and squeeze around most of your body inside her. She shifts her grip to the round cup at the base and starts working you in and out of her, making incredibly cute little squealing and moaning noises as she fucks herself with your form. "Ohgod ohgod ohgod fuck this is an amazing cock!"\n\nYou'd probably feel proud that all your research paid off and that you have apparently designed an incredibly pleasurable fantasy dick to be, but you're too busy feeling like, well, like your whole body's a dick that's having most of it pumped into the hot, tight, dripping pussy of your childhood friend. You're now fairly certain either you can't actually orgasm in this form or that the difference between orgasming and the pleasure you can feel is inconsequential, because it just feels so good, the sensations are all so wonderful and overwhelming as her pussy takes your whole form in again and again, practically sucking you up, needing you and dripping all over and around you, squeezing at the depth of each thrust.\n\n"Fuuuck fuckfuckfuck I'm cumming already!" Maya blurts after a time that seems both incredibly short and to last forever. "Mmmn, mm! MMM!" she squeals against her bitten lower lip as she arches her hips, her pussy not only clenching all around your shaft and head until it feels like there's no room for anything else, but squirting all over your knot and base, and her hand as well as her body shudders and twitches.\n\n"Oh... oh shit... oh shit," she whispers as she settles back onto the bed, her pussy still fluttering around you a bit, before she lets out a breathless giggle. "Thank you, Deviville Chamber of Commerce..."\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh we're not done!|QOBook]]\n\n[[Just chill.|QOBook]]

After some consideration, you ask, "So can the both of you, like... take human form? You know, and walk around out there?"\n\n"If we're contracted with and given permission, and that's in the bounds of this contest," Shotiel confirms, Mal giving a quick nod as well. "Why?"\n\n"Alright then, that's what we'll do," you declare, doing your best to sound authoritative. "Both of you will take the form of mortals, and become my friends. Whoever's better at being my friend by the end of the year will be the winner."\n\nThey exchange a glance at that, then begin looking thoughtful. "Can we use our powers?" Mal asks. "That's a pretty important aspect of proving which of us would be better as your patron, after all!"\n\nYou admit that's a good point, so after some thought you nod. "You can use your powers, but it has to be subtle. No one can find out you're not human, and it can't be like some big flashy effect."\n\nShotiel immediately looks rather smug at that, Mal pouting. "That's an edge for me, angels are masters of subtle influence," he croons, tossing a smirk at Mal.\n\n"Well we can do it too!" the demon protests. "If we have to!"\n\n"It has to be subtle... oh, and you can't just go around using your powers willy-nilly either," you add. "Doing it to keep your secret or whatever is fine, but like... no mind-whammying people or whatever without asking me. It has to be something I've said is okay to do."\n\n"That seems fair," Shotiel agrees, while Mal gives a slightly grudging nod. "That said, do we have your permission to use our powers to set up our cover here on Earth?"\n\n"Yeah, okay, you'll need to do that," you reply with a nod. "Go ahead with that."\n\n"Alright! Then go to bed and go to sleep. By the time the morning comes, we'll be ready to begin the contest!" \n\nYou nod, feeling a little awkward at getting into bed and pulling the covers up with two immortals staring at you, but thankfully a moment later both of them head out into the hallway. You lay there wondering what you've gotten yourself into for a bit, but when the adrenaline rush wears off you drop off quickly. You awake in the morning feeling relievingly rested, clambering out of bed and changing into jeans and a T-shirt before stepping out into the hall. Without thinking you turn to head downstairs, then pause and turn back to the hallway. Is it... longer? Yes, it definitely is, and there are two doors that weren't there yesterday. What in the world? But a moment later you get the answer as the doors open and a pair of figures step out.\n\nShotiel's hair isn't <i>quite</i> as long and golden as it was yesterday, and he's pulled it back into a ponytail. His eyes are now fixed in a mismatched color scheme, one ocean blue and the other emerald green. The tunic-toga has been replaced by a loose long-sleeved white shirt and a white pleated skirt, with knee-high white socks and white low-top sneakers. Mal no longer has horns or a tail, and rather than bright red skin has a deep tan, and brown eyes that could simply be mistaken for red in a certain light. He's wearing long sleeves too, though the top is black and tight, with holes to bare his slender shoulders. He's gone with a skirt too, black as might be expected, with black thigh-highs and black boots clasped with little silver pentagrams. Both of them could easily and effortlessly pass for girls in those outfits, especially with the light touches of makeup, albeit pretty much completely flat-chested ones.\n\n"Uh... I didn't realize that you two were going to live <i>here</i>," you note a little faintly.\n\n"Of course, it's the easiest way to insure we have equal access to you," Mal declares, resting his hands on his skirt-clad hips, showing that his nails appear painted black. "We agreed to this contest so we're both going to make it as fair as possible."\n\n"We actually worked together to add some rooms to the house and modify your parents' memories," Shotiel picks up. "As far as they're concerned, we're Shauna Asgardia and Mallory Hade, and they took us in because our families were undergoing some crises and had to be out of the country. We kept it pretty vague, since that means we don't have to keep a ton of details straight, it's best for situations like this."\n\n"Huhuhu, angels are pretty good at lying too~," 'Mallory' smarms, putting his fingers in front of his mouth as he side-eyes the white-clad boy.\n\n'Shauna' rolls his mismatched eyes, then clears his throat and smiles brightly. "Anyway! Don't worry, the spell we crafted should cover just about everything, even our records for school when it starts back! So just relax and let's get started being friends!"\n\nYou nod a little uncertainly, among other things wondering why they felt the need to take female names and dress like girls, but maybe that's just how both of them like it. They do look really cute, you have to admit, even blushing a little as they follow you down the stairs, skirts flouncing in a way that really wants to attract your eye. Just as they said, when you get downstairs, your mother greets all three of you as if it were completely normal, not even batting an eye as she sets bacon and eggs in front of three teenagers instead of one. You start to relax a little, the sense of normalcy almost contagious as you eat, only to be reminded that there is in fact a contest on as Shauna chirps, "We should decide what to do today!"\n\n"Jamie, you should let me take us shopping," Mallory croons, reaching out to rest a slender hand on your forearm. "We can go to the mall or the shopping strips or wherever you want! Hell has an almost unlimited supply of mortal currency you could use!"\n\nShauna pouts a little, then perks up as she leans in, countering with, "No, let's go outside and play! You've already got a lot more stamina and resilience from the angel sigil I put on you, and I can make that even better! Imagine running, swimming, playing sports, as much as you want without worrying about getting tired, having allergies, getting hurt!"\n\nYou're not exactly the athletic type... but that's specifically because you've always had to worry about exactly those sorts of things. On the other hand, who wouldn't be tempted by an essentially unlimited shopping spree? Although part of you squirms at the idea of picking either... you weren't expecting the pressure of the competition to start so soon!\n\n<hr>\n[[Shopping spree.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Athletics.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Stay in.|QOInc6x9]]

"Look, guys, it's only the first day, alright?" you hedge, glancing back and forth. "You don't need to push so hard, we've got months and months yet. Why don't we relax and get to know each other some?"\n\nBoth briefly look disappointed, but give nods of agreement, the disguised angel a slow bob, the disguised demon's a few quick jerks. "You're probably right," Shauna allows. "I guess if we just start flinging our abilities at you, it's less 'friendly' and more 'blitz'."\n\n"Besides, this way we can show you the new entertainment room!" Mallory whispers eagerly, off-red eyes twinkling as he stands up and smooths his skirt a bit.\n\n"Entertainment room?" you ask curiously, keeping your voice low since your mother is still nearby. You get up and follow the two as they head past the stairs, blinking at the sight of yet another door that wasn't there yesterday.\n\n"Well, we had to put something on the lower story of the house for our rooms to rest on! I mean we didn't <i>have</i> to but it would've looked weird to the mortals if we didn't," Mallory snorts as he opens the door and grandly gestures you both inside, smirking at Shauna as he accepts the invitation with a bit of a haughty sniff. Mallory follows you both in, slipping around you as you come to a stop in shock. "We talked it over and decided on an entertainment room."\n\nIt's a heck of a room too, with tons of high-end comfortable seating, a huge wall-mounted TV, a small set of desks with obviously high-end PCs and monitors grouped together for consecutive play, a huge shelving unit lined with movies and books, and on and on. "We built wards into the walls so that no one will interfere with your privacy in here," Shauna chirps. "Consider it your personal refuge! To share with us during the contest, obviously."\n\nYou nod a little numbly, and add, "Man, you guys have done a great job on everything working together like this." Neither of them seems to quite know how to take that by the glance they exchange, and on a whim you press that, "Hey, so why don't the two of you pick out a movie we can watch together?"\n\n"Uh... us?" Mallory asks, pointing at himself, Shauna looking at him too before back to you. "Wouldn't you rather-"\n\n"No, remember, this is a day to relax and get to know each other," you insist. "You're the ones that picked out the movies for the shelves anyway, right? There must be something on there that both of you agreed on."\n\nAnother glance, then both shrug and make their way over to the shelves, starting to talk quietly. You settle down on the couch to watch them, hoping this winds up going well. It does sound like they start arguing a few times, but it never really goes beyond raised whispers and light shoves on the shoulder. You blush and glance away as, almost in unison, they bend over to look at one of the lower shelves, coming within a hair's bredth of flashing you due to their rising skirts. But finally they come back and proffer you a thick faux-gold-embossed case.\n\n"Lord of the Rings?" you ask in a bit of surprise as you accept it.\n\n"Everyone likes Lord of the Rings," Mallory asserts, with Shauna nodding energetically. "Apparently. We picked it out, you put it in."\n\nSeems fair, you have to admit, so you get up and head to the area containing all the players and consoles, spending a moment figuring out the unfamiliar player's eject function. Once you do, you bend over to put in the first disk, then rise and turn... and get the distinct impression from Shauna's beaming grin and Mallory's smirk that neither of them felt the need to look away when you bent over. Blushing, you return to the couch and sit down between the two, snagging the remote from the coffee table and starting the movie.\n\nYou have to admit, the picture and sound are amazing... the room's even outfitted with a little kitchenette stocked with snacks and sodas. Though you get the feeling both Shauna and Mallory start out a bit tense, with an almost thick quality to the air between them that smothers you just a little, as the watching goes on things clear. You guess they're realizing neither is going to take the first chance to literally stab the other, or something. By the time The Two Towers starts, both seem at ease and are even making occasional offhanded comments to you and each other, to the point that you almost could forget that you're watching a movie with a disguised angel and demon, rather than two normal friends.\n\nAs you return from changing the disk and settle in, both Mallory and Shauna shift a little... and your cheeks heat as they both, apparently without really thinking about it to judge from the smoothness of their motions, lean in against your sides and rest their heads on your shoulders. Both of them feel warm and their hair is very soft brushing against your neck... Shauna's immaculately straight and groomed locks smelling of that vanilla-and-mountain-air taste from when you kissed him before, Mallory's tousled black mop carrying the scent of something sweet and spicy, like cinnamon and incense. And you definitely have to admit that both of those scents together are... really nice. You can't help but sneak nervous looks down at both... they really do seem absorbed in the movie, those pretty, slender bodies clad in girls' clothes, and yet you know below those skirts must be those big cocks... and this time you find your own stirring a little at the thought.\n\n<hr>\n[[Make a move.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Just put your arms around them.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Do nothing.|QOInc]]

"HOLD IT!" you blurt, almost as surprised as anyone to find yourself leaping between them and holding out your hands in a gesture to stop.\n\nThat certainly seems to have shocked the pair of them, enough that they lower their weapons a bit. "Jamie, what are you doing?!" Shotiel splutters. "The whole reason you summoned me was to help you with that demon!"\n\n"Yeah but I didn't know you were gonna try to <i>kill each other</i>," you reply, looking back and forth between them. "I didn't want anyone to get hurt! ... Especially if you're going to destroy my room in the process," you add in a mutter, folding your arms over your chest.\n\nShotiel looks rather sheepish at that, glancing aside and brushing a fingertip against his cheek. Surprisingly, Mal seems a little embarrassed too, shimmying his shoulders and unable to meet your eyes when you look at him... does he actually have some shame about destroying other peoples' possessions? Or was it the bit about not wanting him to get killed or hurt that had an effect?\n\n"Ah, well... it's true that any fight would probably destroy a lot of this room. ... Or house," Shotiel says with an embarrassed cough. "But, Jamie, he's a demon! Angels fight demons, it's what we do!"\n\n"Yeah," Mal agrees, though a bit sulkily, the impression only added to by a few abrupt flicks of his spade-tipped tail.\n\n"Besides, you want him to leave you alone, don't you?" the angel continues. "How else are we going to achieve that?"\n\n"There definitely has to be a better option than fighting here in the middle of my room!" you assert.\n\n"Like...?" both of them prompt in unison.\n\nUh. Hrm. Looks like things have suddenly been put on you.\n\n<hr>\n[[Fight somewhere else.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Have a contest.|QOInc6x7]]\n\n[[Make a deal.|QOInc8x1]]\n\n[[Find common ground.|QOInc7x1]]

"Look, it's pretty obvious by now that the two of you have a real interest in getting me on your side, right?" you note.\n\nBoth of them look pretty shifty (which is a bit jarring considering how sweet and bright Shotiel usually is), but eventually both nod. "It's true, you've got a lot of potential, and winning you over to either the angels or demons would be a pretty big win for whoever did it," Shotiel admits. "I'd still want to help you for your own sake, honest!"\n\n"But yeah you're kinda valuable," Mal allows, pouting a bit again. "So just side with me already!"\n\n"No!" Shotiel cries, brandishing his sword again.\n\n"Hey!" Your snapped word makes them both flinch and freeze in place. "You need to find another way to settle this! Despite everything I don't want either of you to get hurt... or anyone else to get hurt as collateral damage, like my parents." You frown at them both as they go back to looking sheepish. "So instead of fighting, let's have some other sort of contest, or competition, and the winner... well, gets me."\n\n"Jamie, you can't risk damning your immortal soul just to... save your parents..." Shotiel trails off, apparently realizing how stupid that sounds said aloud. Especially when he adds lamely, "... and potentially me..."\n\n"... I dunno, seems fair to me," Mal declares, straightening up and letting his energy daggers dissipate. "I'll agree to it if you will, Shotiel. We'll have a contest of Jamie's choosing. Whoever he judges to be the winner becomes his patron, and the other peacefully returns to their realm, never to meddle in Jamie's affairs again. Deal?"\n\n"..." Shotiel looks deeply torn, wings beating gently a few times, before folding against his back as he sighs and releases his grip on the sword, which disappears. "Yes, very well. Deal."\n\n"Done!" Mal declares, pointing at Shotiel, before both of them turn towards you. "Alright, Jamie, like I said, you pick the contest. We're both trusting you to be fair about it and give us both a chance, so pick a good one, okay?"\n\n<hr>\n[[A best friend contest.|QOInc6x8]]\n\n[[A cooking contest.|QOInc]]\n\n[[An entertainment contest.|QOInc]]\n\n[[... blowjob contest...|QOInc]]

That night you lay in bed, dressed once more in pajama pants and a loose, long-sleeved shirt. You do your best to feign sleep, and eventually the darkness deepens and you can feel a weight at the foot of the bed. You turn and look up, and there the demon is just like before, naked and leering, his cock even longer and thicker than before... and shaped like a horse's! Though shocked, this time you don't feel the same sense of fear and powerlessness sapping your ability to move. Indeed you prop yourself up on your elbows and scowl up at him, which just makes him smirk more. "Oho! The girl has found a little spine! That's good, it means you can put it to work rolling your hips when I'm fucking your pussy, bitch!"\n\nHe's barely finished his declaration when the closet door is flung open, Shotiel springing out with a cry of "HA!" Even as the door was slamming open, the demon was flipping off your bed and through the air to land in the center of the room, having changed midair into wearing shoulder-height fingerless gloves and hip-high black stockings that leave his heels and toes bare, a black thong hugging his cock close enough to make a lewd (but once more human and merely extra large-sized) bulge. Shotiel points dramatically at him. "Malorinimaxira! We meet again!"\n\n"It's you," the incubus half-growls, half-groans, rising a bit from his crouched position. The pretty, young-looking boy immortals glower across the room at each other. "Been a long time, Shotiel! Did you get tired of taking archangel dick in every hole you have, that you had to come down and meddle in my affairs!"\n\n"How dare you, Mal, it's not <i>every</i> hole I have!" Shotiel snaps back.\n\nSomewhat nervously, you slip out of bed and rise to your feet, which attracts "Mal's" attention, the demon almost pouting at you. "How could you do this, girl, I thought we had something!"\n\n"Ha! Jamie's on my side now!" Shotiel declares, probably a bit too smugly for a proper angel, resting his hands on his hips and fluffing his wings out slightly.\n\n"Gave you a taste of angel sex, huh? Did he let you fuck him, Ja-, er, girl?" Mal's pout only grows, before he shakes his head. "Uh, I mean, Jamie! So hey, you liked it, right? He maybe even gave you a bit of his power so you could resist me? Well, I could give you way more power than he could! You liked fucking him, right? Help me instead, and I'll give you demon powers, you can fuck all you want, won't even cost you your soul!"\n\n"How dare!" Shotiel blurts in outrage, his wings fluffing up again in anger this time. He wheels towards you and points at himself. "Jamie, you're going to help me defeat the demon, right?! You're a righteous boy on the side of angels, aren't you?!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Help Shotiel.|QOInc6x5]]\n\n[[Help Mal.|QOInc]]

"There's no way I'm helping you!" you scoff at the incubus. "I'd say 'get thee behind me' or something, but you've already done that!"\n\n"Boy, let a mortal be the pitcher once and he gets an ego," Mal grumbles sourly, tail flicking behind him.\n\n"I've warded this room with sigils so that you can't escape, this time we'll finish it!" Shotiel declares. He makes a grabbing motion at the air, pulling something from nowhere... it's almost shaped more like a kitchen knife than a sword, just much longer and only about the same width at the base, seemingly cut from a single fairly thin sheet of silver. As he points it at Mal, it bursts into golden flames. "Defend yourself, creature of Hell!"\n\nThe incubus growls, snapping his hands out to the sides, fists crackling with purple lightning that flickers and solidifies, manifesting into a pair of jagged, glowing energy knives. "Bring it, whore of Heaven!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, dramatic witticism!"|QOInc]]\n\n[["WAAAAIT!"|QOInc6x6]]

"... yes," you admit quietly, slumping your head and feeling ashamed of yourself. "Even... even though I don't like guys, I... I got super hard, and... and I even sucked his cock when he wanted me to..."\n\n"There there," Shotiel says gently, reaching out to rub your head gently, as if he weren't your own height. "That happens with virtually every mortal most kinds of demons make contact with, you couldn't really help it. It's good you were honest with me!" he continues in a chipper chirp, giving you a thumbs-up and beaming. "In fact it's very important as to how we'll defeat this demon! Now tell me, when he was fucking you, and you experienced that pleasure, how did it make you feel...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Unclean.|QOInc10x1]]\n\n[[Powerless.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Weak.|QOInc6x3]]\n\n[[Slutty.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Weirdly connected.|QOInc]]

"I guess it made me feel... weak," you say after a moment, sighing heavily. "Especially with how he kept on making it clear how I couldn't really resist, and just manhandled me, and kept calling me a girl. ... Um, not that I think girls are weak, honest, just-"\n\nShotiel makes a 'that's fine' gesture with his hands. "I get it, I get it, feelings aren't rational, that's why they're feelings, not rationality. Hm. Well I wouldn't be a very good angel if I only solved your demon problem and didn't help you get some confidence and strength!"\n\nWhen he just stands there beaming, you feel compelled to ask, "Um, and... you're a good angel, right?"\n\n"Cute stuff I'm the <i>best</i>!" Shotiel chirps back, spreading his wings and puffing his chest out somewhat. "So here's what we'll do! Not only am I going to defeat this demon, but I'm going to let you help me do it!"\n\n"Me?" you squeak. "Fight a demon?!"\n\n"<i>Help</i> fight a demon! But yes. I'll put a holy angel sigil on you," he continues. "It will not only protect you from his demonic influence, but will make you stronger... both physically and of spirit. You'll be like a real holy warrior!"\n\n"Wow," you whisper, then squirm a little nervously. "I mean... will that hurt?"\n\n"Oh, no no no no!" he exclaims immediately. Shotiel actually giggles as he says, "Actually it'll be the exact opposite!" Then he sinks down to his knees in front of you, currently green eyes twinkling up at you as he starts undoing your jeans.\n\n"W-what!" you squeak, eyes widening and hands raising, pausing halfway in pushing him away. Are you allowed to push an angel?! In the time it takes you to think that, he's tugged open your jeans and pulled them and your underwear down enough to free your cock and balls, your shaft having slightly thickened and hardened at the feel of someone undoing your pants and pulling them down, even if it is a guy. Angel. Male angel.\n\n"It <i>is</i> a really good way to transfer power and do spellwork, after all," Shotiel coos, seeming pleased with the sight of your dick, which makes you blush all the same. He leans in and kisses the tip of it. "Don't worry, I'll be muuuuch nicer than that mean ol' demon, I promise!" With that he leans in, briefly nuzzling at his balls before pressing his pretty lips against your sack, tongue starting to flick and stroke over it. \n\nYou shiver, biting your lower lip at the feel... his mouth is very, very warm and there's just a faint tingling sensation, something like the physical sensation of excitement playing across your sensitive skin. You swallow heavily as you look down at Shotiel continuing to lick and suck gently, almost adoringly at your balls, seeing his bright expression and those slowly but constantly changing eyes, sometimes shifting so that they aren't even the same color as each other. All that and... well, he really does look pretty girly, he's so pretty, and all that long blonde hair, and, well, soon your cock is jutting up stiff and twitching slightly as he continues to kiss and suckle at your balls. Soon though he turns his head, soft lips pressing to the base of your shaft in a little kiss, before he slides his tongue and mouth all the way around to the tip. Somewhere along the way he's pulled down your jeans and underwear, and you realize you've stepped out of them without even thinking about it. Blushing, you nevertheless pull off your shirt and drop it, just before he slides his lips over your cock and down all the way back to the root of it in a single long, steady, smooth motion. You let out a long moan as you begin spilling your load down his throat, which sucks and squeezes around you as he swallows repeatedly, his shifting eyes still turned upward toward your face.\n\nYour cock is still stiff as he slides his lips back along and off of it once you've finished cumming, and he stands up, quickly unbelting his toga-tunic and pulling it off over his head, baring his sleek body. His nipples are pinker and a bit puffier than you'd expect of a boy, and his cock is... big. Probably at least as big as the demon's was that first night. Shotiel giggles some as he steps in, pressing his cock along yours, using one hand to press them together and stroke along them, making you shiver. "It's okay, isn't it?" he coos, leaning in. At your shaky nod, he giggles again, then presses his lips to yours, tongue soft and gentle as it presses into your mouth. He tastes like... vanilla, and mountain air, and you guess a faint saltiness that's probably you. You blush all the more, but after a moment tentatively return the kiss, moaning softly into his mouth as he continues rubbing his cock against yours.\n\nGently, Shotiel pushes you back and onto the bed, urging you to lay on your back before climbing onto the bed with you and straddling your belly. His hands run slowly up and down your chest as he smiles down at you. "Just oooone more step and that angel sigil will be in place... just got to..." He reaches back, and you can feel his gentle fingertips on your cock, aiming it, pressing against something... that opens up and engulfs you as the sleek angel slides himself back. "Theeeere we go," he coos softly as you moan at the feeling of his ass sliding down on you, your hands coming up to grip his slender hips as he settles fully onto you. He shifts his hips, making you whimper softly at the feeling of your cock pressing around inside him.\n\n"This feels... like it ought to be a sin," you can't help but moan, especially as he begins lightly riding you, his balls brushing against the top of your crotch and his cock shaking above your belly.\n\n"Oh, don't be silly, an angel is involved so it couldn't possibly be a sin!" Shotiel coos down at you, leaning forward a bit and sliding his hands up your chest, gently toying with your nipples and making you squirm. "You said the demon kept calling you a girl, hmmm?" At your shaky nod, he giggles again and begins to speed up his motions, bouncing atop you faster and more firmly. "Then be a man and fuck my tight angel boypussy, Jamie! Fuck that naughty tight ass-cunt and fill it up with cum like a big strong man!"\n\nYou gasp loudly at the sheer lewdness of those wicked words spoken in that sweet, cheerful voice, but you can't deny that they have the desired effect. You tighten your grip on his hips and begin thrusting up to meet his bounces, Shotiel squealing happily as you begin really <i>fucking</i> him instead of just letting him ride you. You stop caring about his flat chest or the feeling of his balls rubbing you or his big, stiff prick slapping your belly, and just fuck him with all the lust that the demon had stoked in you before.\n\n"Yes, yes, excise all that wickedness by fucking my pussy, Jamie!" Shotiel cries, his ass clenching around you in a way that says his own dirty talk is turning him on too. "Fuck me like a naughty mortal girl, make an angel your cumdump, do it, do it!"\n\nBeing told to use an angel's holy little asshole as just another place to spill your load is too much, and you cry out as you thrust upward, actually lifting Shotiel's knees off the bed a bit as you begin pumping gushes of thick, hot seed into him. He gives a cry that's almost a song note as his hole clenches around you tightly, his own cock twitching and firing long streamers of extremely white, silky cum, long lines of it falling across your belly and chest as he works his hips atop yours, urging every drop out of you both that he can.\n\nYou slowly settle down from your orgasm, trembling a little at the aftermath of the intensity... then blink at Shotiel sliding his hands over your chest, smearing his cum all over your skin. You blush again, despite recent activities, as he leans down and drags his tongue through some of the gleaming cum smeared over your heart... and then stare as, in the wake of his tongue, a golden tattoo of a heart with wings and a halo appears.\n\n"There!" he purrs, smiling at you. "Now you'll be ready for tonight!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOInc6x4]]

Look, if demons are real... maybe the other place is too? It would certainly suck if that weren't so, so you have to cling to that little bit of hope. Firming your resolve, you finish breakfast and head back upstairs. Not exactly knowing how else to go about this, you kneel down at the side of your bed and clasp your hands, assuming the stereotypical praying pose.\n\n"Um. Okay, so my family isn't really religious much so I'm not even sure if I've ever done this before. ... Sorry. Um, but if there's anyone out there who can help, please, I really can't handle this on my own, this is definitely not a situation where I can, like, 'help myself' or something. I'm being hounded by this demon, and just... I don't know what to do, so please, someone, anyone, if you're listening? Help. ... Amen?"\n\nYou huff out a sigh, feeling a little ridiculous... then blinking as you realize it's getting a lot brighter in your room. You turn to look at your window, realizing the sun is streaming directly into it... and getting brighter with every second! You instinctively throw an arm across your face to protect your eyes as there's a pulse of bright golden light, and when you lower it, there's someone standing in front of the window!\n\nHe looks like he might be around your age, slender of build, wearing a sort of pseudo-toga thing that you're pretty sure you've seen before on a certain videogame character... he even has the wings to go with it! Bright, almost sparkling white feathery ones. His hair is long and almost literally golden, sparkling and shining like it's emitting its own light, and he has a cheery smile on his face, sparkling eyes seeming to gradually fade from one color to another as you stare in amazement.\n\n"Be not afraid! I am the angel Shotiel, and I have come to answer your prayer! Your sincerity has been heard in Heaven and you shall not be ignored!" Then he winks and flicks a finger in a gesture that even you find rather adorable. "So don't fret anymore, okay?"\n\n"O-oh... oh, um, wow." You're still processing that you actually had your prayer answered by an actual angel, but at least your manners kick in. "Thank you, thank you so much!"\n\n"It's what we're here for!" He beams and rests his hands on his hips. "Now, tell me how you encountered this demon!"\n\nYou wince a little, but after a moment of embarrassment you fess up and tell Shotiel about the magic book you used, stressing that you didn't think it was actual infernal magic or anything. You continue on to the demon appearing in your bedroom at night, and somewhat more vaguely admit that he's been molesting you.\n\n"Nefarious indeeeeed," Shotiel muses aloud, rubbing his chin. "Well, these things happen, unfortunately. Luckily, now that I'm here, I can take care of this issue! But before we proceed, there is something important. When this incubus was raping you..." He leans in close to you, his cute face solemn and mere inches from yours. "Did you experience pleasure?"\n\n<hr>\n[["N-no!"|QOInc]]\n\n[["... yes."|QOInc6x2]]

"No, she decided to head home and visit her family for a little while, since it's the long break and all," Mina explains. "She'll be back before the start of the next semester, though how close to that I couldn't say, apparently she had some family business to take care of? I've learned not to ask," she adds in a conspiratorial whisper as she leans down, widening her eyes dramatically.\n\nYou snort and roll your own eyes, grinning a bit. It's kind of a running gag that the two of you act like Katrina is more of a mafia princess than a reincarnated one. "Is that why you've got it so warm in here?" you ask as you take another glance around while carrying your bags over and setting them down sort of in the general area of the two doors that you assume lead to bedrooms. \n\n"Yeah, you know how chilly she likes things, my girlfriend is at least 1/16th polar bear," Mina replies, hugging herself and doing an exaggerated shiver. "So anyway, I'm thinking, tonight we order in some Chinese food, play some Switch or watch a movie, whattyasay?"\n\n"Sounds great," you admit with a little bit of a relief, since you kind of wondered if she was going to want to drag you along to her extroverted party lifestyle.\n\n"Cool, cool. Here y'go," she adds with a slightly too-smug grin, proffering you a can as she walks back over from the kitchen.\n\n"Thanks, I-" You say as you take the can and glance at it, then stare as you see not a standard soda logo but what looks an awful lot like a whole different kind of logo. ... And an 'ABV' content note under it. You can't help but reflexively glance around in worry, expecting your mother to teleport into the room and ground you into the ninth dimension.\n\n"Mom's not gonna appear and ground you into the Horsehead nebula, bro," Mina scoffs as she grins and pops a can herself. "It's a really weak beer, promise, you're not gonna like turn into a caveman or anything. I told you, you're king of the castle while you're here, Jamie! The king can have a bit of bubbly without worrying."\n\nYou hesitate a bit longer, before shrugging and popping the top. Well, if she says so. You take a drink and... bleh. Not very good. Not like choke-on-it awful, but definitely not very good. Mina snickers a bit at the look on your face, adding, "It takes a little while to acquire a taste. Be grateful I'm not one of those IPA drinkers that wants to convince people the taste of sweatsocks is the most divine thing ever."\n\nThat makes you laugh, which loosens you up a bit about the beer, and the two of you make your way over to the TV area, deciding to play some games. Admittedly you're doing much better at Mario Kart than you usually do after finishing your beer... maybe you <i>are</i> too uptight about, uh, everything. Which probably figures in to when Mina asks if you want another one, you agree without too much waffling, though she notes that you definitely need to sip not gulp as she hands you a new can. Eventually some Chinese delivery does the trick too, and it's fairly well into the evening when Mina declares she's done with games.\n\n"You are still king, of course, little bro, so if you wanna stay up and watch a movie or something we shall do so," she declares, stretching her arms up and arching her back, which you just almost look at before reminding yourself that's your sister. "Buuut give me a minute, I gotta go... glow, or whatever it is teenage boys think girls do instead of going to the bathroom," she teases, getting up and heading out of the room.\n\nPleasantly fuzzy-headed, you switch the TV source over to Mina's streaming box. Unsurprisingly she's got one of those really nice ones that's basically a massive media server besides being able to use the various streaming services. Rather than going right to Netflix or Amazon, you decide to see what Mina's added to her personal collection lately. You click over to the folder browser and have it sort by 'Date Added' and immediately see several hard-to-find movies that were added just yesterday. Awww, Mina must have found those and added them just for you! You scroll down them and... hm? There's a folder labeled 'Private' that's dated earlier than those... close to the start of summer break, in fact. Huuuuh. Innate curiosity kind of makes you want to try and see if you can get inside. (Didn't innate curiosity inspire you to do something else recently? ... Eh, it's slipped your mind.)\n\nStill, Mina is your beloved big sister, and should you really invade her privacy? ... Like seriously, the folder is named "Private", besides having a little lock symbol by it that shows it's passcode protected. Not much other way to take that than "Jamie don't look". ... Which, despite how much you love Mina, makes you want to look all the more. Aw maaaan...\n\n<hr>\n[[Try to look in the folder.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Forget it.|QOSis2x5]]

"Ah, well, for now feel free to visit when you want," you say. "Y'know, if you want to look at the statue."\n\n"Thanks! It does make me feel all quivery inside," she says, turning towards the statue and giving it a dreamy look with her somewhat deranged purple eyes. "Reminds me of Dad," she says in a lyrical tone.\n\n... Yeah you're not touching that one, you decide, instead just giving the now distracted tentacle monster girl a wave before not-quite-running away.\n\n<hr>\n[[Head to bed.|FGWLeisSleepOver]]

"S-sorry, I'm just kinda out of it I guess, maybe I'm already thinking of summer?" you reply lamely, giving him a sheepish grin. \n\n"What, got plans or something?" he asks, frowning a little still.\n\n"I mean, maybe, it's sort of up in the air?" Once you've said it, you latch onto it. "Yeah, I mean, there's this thing I'm looking forward to, but not really sure if it's gonna happen, y'know, with grades, and parents saying yes, all that stuff, I'm just distracted thinking about it."\n\n"Oh, I get it, one of those 'get all A's and we'll got to Worldland' sorta deals." Kevin nods in complete understanding now, and you try not to let out too gusty of a sigh of relief as he finishes filling in the blank spots of the excuse you were giving him. "Yeah I get how that could distract you. Good luck on it, dude!"\n\n"Y-yeah, thanks!"\n\nWhile 'all A's' isn't really your goal, you do manage your usual decent(-ish) grades as you wrap up the year. You walk in the door, feeling relieved to at least no longer have to deal with hundreds of other people being around you all day, and notice that your mother's just hitting a button on her phone. "Oh, hello dear, you just missed your brother calling. He said that the two of you had such a good time on spring break, that it might be good to spend the whole summer with him!" She sighs dramatically, resting a hand against her cheek. "I'd miss you terribly if you were gone for three months..." Then smiles brightly. "But it's not like you're <i>that</i> far away, plus it's so good that you and your brother are finally connecting."\n\nYou fight to suppress your blush. If she only knew how you were 'connecting'. And... for that matter, maybe it isn't such a good idea to go back. After all, look how confused and weird you feel after one weekend. He wants to spend the <i>whole summer</i> like that? Seems dangerous... for your normal life, at the very least.\n\n<hr>\n[[Visit Will for the summer.|QOBro2x5]]\n\n[[Pass.|QOBro]]

"Um. I mean, if that's the case... I guess Kowsumi should come with me?" you say after a moment. "She's gotta get decontaminated too, after all."\n\n"Ah, yeah, good point," Kowsumi says ruefully as you hop down from the table. "Apparently I got glowed up just as much as he did. Well happy to help, kiddo, especially after you pitched in so well and helped save our collective beef bacon. Let's go!"\n\nThe two of you walk through the door into a rectangular room that seems to be about half shower... no sign of a door or curtain of any kind, just a lip at the edge, presumably to keep the water (or whatever) from spilling out. That's already making you start to rethink the wisdom of letting someone else come in with you, when you notice that Kowsumi is already shamelessly stripping off her coveroveralls without an apparent care in the world. You're left frozen and standing there staring as she lets them drop down over those four full, round breasts... all four the same size and definitely very big, even if they're not as huge as Splayza's... before pushing the garment down further, showing off a belly with a bit of pudge to it. She's already started wiggling it down over her generous hips and ass when she pauses and glances at you, raising an eyebrow. "Hey, you need to grab a box and get undressed too."\n\n"Uh, r-right!" you stammer, whipping around to face (mostly) away. Trying not to look, or to feel too embarrassed about undressing as well, you take down one of the (rather heavy) octagonal chests from the shelves and open it, then take off your shirt, shoes, and socks and set them inside. You hesitate about your pants, for more than one reason... you look down, spotting the little chain that the keyring with your key home is attached to. But while you're pondering such weighty thoughts, the angle of your head lets you see out of the corner of your eye as Kowsumi bends completely over. You don't actually <i>see</i> anything, but it jars you enough that you try to hurry about getting undressed the rest of the way so that it won't look like you're staring. \n\nBehind you, you can hear Kowsumi padding barefoot across the floor (since she does have feet rather than hooves), and some beeping as she apparently works a console. Then there's the sound of water falling... no, it's a bit heavier and thicker than water, kind of vaguely slimy. After a second, she says, "Well, c'mon. No reason to waste decon gel."\n\nDoing your best to cover your (very hard) cock with both hands, you turn to face her, then swallow. All three showerheads are going and the fully nude Kowsumi is standing beneath the fall of what looks like some thin green goo. That very generous, entirely bare figure is dripping and on display, all four breasts presented outward as she arches her back and runs her fingers through her hair. The slick gooey stuff drips off her thick, long, obviously stiff nipples and slides down her generous curves, making her short fur slick and shiny to seem more like just a white and black patterned skin coloration.\n\nAt her expectant glance you sheepishly make your way over, still covering yourself, and step into the shower, moving beneath one of the other heads and flinching a bit in expectation as you stand under the goo spray. And while it is a little strange for the sensation... sort of a bit thinner than body gel, enough that it's more of a 'thick liquid' than proper slime... it's not cold like you were expecting. In fact it's pleasantly warm. ... In fact it's kind of like-\n\nYour eyes widen as you stare at Kowsumi now, unable to help but realize her beautiful, if strange to you, form is basically dripping all over with something that's nearly exactly the same temperature and consistency as cum... and that she seems to be enjoying it immensely, wriggling lightly and making soft 'mmmmmmoo' noises low in her throat as she rubs it on herself, hands sliding over and between all four of her tits, hefting them up here and there, allowing the upper ones to bounce down against the lower ones and set them all to jiggling and dripping more goo.\n\nThen she opens her eyes and looks at you, and fear and embarrassment take over as you realize you've been caught staring. Until those are replaced by shock as she casually reaches out and pushes your hands away from your crotch. "Hey now, you'll need those to scrub yourself down, get to it," she urges. Then she grins, and the next words out of her mouth as she sees your hardon are almost worse than if she got mad or scolded you. "Awwww, it's <i>cute</i>!"\n\n"U-um," you stammer, your brain sorting through all of this trying to figure out how to feel.\n\n"Don't be embarrassed," Kowsumi coos as she casually reaches down and wraps her goo-dripping hand around your shaft, your whole body shivering as she starts stroking it with a distinctive squeeze-pull-backstroke-squeeze-pull motion that somehow seems like it ought to be familiar, even if you've never had anyone else touch you. "I mean, it's nowhere near as big as the males I'm used to, but I'm sure it's a good size for you~."\n\n"U-uh... I... I," you pant, your breathing already starting to come harder, your body shuddering again as that motion of hers starts bringing you rapidly to the edge.\n\n"It's alright, Jamie, go ahead and cum," Kowsumi urges, even as she leans in, pressing your face right into the center of her four big goo-smeared tits, letting all of them rub and slide against you as she shifts her shoulders and wiggles her back. "You've earned it, little buddy~!"\n\nMoaning into her quad-cleavage in a mixture of pleasure and humiliation, you thrust your hips forward, your cock trembling in her grip as you start to shoot long ropes of cum, sending it out to splotch on her thick thighs amidst all the other goo, white mingling with pale green. She just continues to stroke you, apparently intent on milking out (oh fuck that's what it is she's milking you) every last drop it seems.\n\n"There we go, there's a good little guy," Kowsumi coos in apparent utter sincerity, stroking your slimey hair and incidentally pressing your face a bit further into the center of her tits, practically engulfing your head in them. After a moment though she steps back and says, "Hey, you wanna become my little helper, huh? You've already displayed some aptitude, I wouldn't mind keeping you around at all!"\n\n... Honestly you're not sure if she's asking if you'll be her assistant or her pet. And the shudder of pleasure her giving a slighter, gentler stroke of your cock sends through you makes you wonder if you even care.\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOKeys]]

"Hm?" Mina blinks, looking up at you. "You kinda mumbled that, what did you say you wanted?"\n\n"... sex..." you murmur, although this time you guess it was loud enough to hear, since her eyes widen just a bit. But since you've already said it, somehow you find the willpower to push forward. "I, uh... I wanna lose my virginity for my birthday."\n\nMina sits there staring at you for a moment, and you're really wondering if she's going to smack you and tell you to go pack your bags and wait until Mom hears about this. Then, slowly, she starts to smirk, eyes twinkling again as she says, "Ohooooo, little brother's gotten pretty gutsy, huuuuh? Well, I guess it's a pretty understandable desire," she notes breezily as she turns sideways in her chair and sips her coffee again, flitting the other hand through the air. "I mean, you're sixteen, when our parents were that age there's people that'd think you were <i>old</i> for it. Sooooo... I don't think it'd be <i>too</i> bad if I helped you arrange it, hm? That'd definitely be a really special birthday, so... yeah, sure, I'll arrange for you to get your cherry popped!"\n\nYour brain seems to finally start to catch up to the stuff that's been coming out of your mouth, and your face goes red as it starts to sink in that Mina is 1) not mad 2) actually enthusiastic about this and 3) going to make it happen. "W-wait... wait, seriously?"\n\n"Mm-hm! Now I guess there's the question of who would do it," Mina murmurs, cupping her chin. "I mean, I suppose the obvious answer is 'hire a professional'... I may or may not have some contacts there," she adds, waggling her eyebrows at you, making your jaw sag. But rather than addressing that she just breezes on. "Or I have some friends that would probably be willing to do it. All of them <i>really</i> hot, and I doubt it would take much convincing, they've all seen pictures of you and think you're super cute."\n\n"... Buh?" you squeak, if anything somehow getting even redder.\n\n"So which would you prefer, bro? A professional or an enthusiastic amateur?" Mina asks, snickering a bit.\n\n<hr>\n[[... Professional.|QOSis]]\n\n[[... Enthusiastic amateur.|QOSis]]\n\n[[...... Her.|QOSis]]

You tell yourself that you're going to be good, and that honestly, you just kind of want to get a look at this... person... that's taken over your life. You get up and don some jeans and shoes, heading out of the house for the rather short walk to your... Mallory's... house. This all must seem pretty natural to Maya, after all, it's something she's done plenty of times. \n\nSoon you're standing in front of the house, looking up at it through Maya's eyes. You were here... hours ago by your perception, though you think a few days might have gone by at least. You blink and pull your gaze to the front door as it opens, and a slender figure with brown skin, tousled black hair, and wearing somewhat girly black shorts and a tanktop practically skips out. "I'll be back later, bye~!" Mallory calls behind him, waving before closing the door. Bidding goodbye to your... his... parents, obviously. He turns and blinks at the sight of you, then beams as he trots over. "Hey, Maya! Great to see you," he chirps, almost-red eyes sparkling, lips curling in an almost-leer. "I was just thinking I'd like to see you!"\n\n<hr>\n[["... Hi Mallory."|ChJa]]\n\n[["......... you bastard..."|ChJa3x3]]

Your fists slowly clench, tightening until they tremble, blood starting to trickle from between your fingers. "..... you bastard..." you whisper, the words harsh and hot in your throat, that intense shaking starting to overcome your entire body again, this time Maya's form shuddering with it.\n\n"Um." Mallory blinks, then sheepishly rubs the back of his head. "What'd I do...?"\n\nThe sheer audacity of the question is like a slap across your very being. You hunch forward on yourself, and find that you're screaming, everything about the inner angelic energy of your being surging with rage, twisting and churning inside the mortal form containing it. It touches something within Maya, some reserve of power alien to it and yet easy enough to latch onto, and instantly in a burst of blood, skin, and cloth, your cherub wings burst through Maya's back. As Mallory's eyes widen and he goes staggering back, your wings continue to stretch outward, feathers growing longer, muscles stronger, the limbs just stretching further and further out even as the crimson-splattered white starts to fade and darken. \n\nThe rush of power tears down all the barriers between your self and Maya's, and she's suddenly aware. Aware of you, aware of what's happening... and what really happened. That her memory was altered, her past changed. In a flood, she knows what was done to her... what was stolen from her. How you were both taken from each other. A second scream of soul-deep anger overlaps the one still tearing from your throat, even as a second pair of already-black wings slices free of your back... Maya's wings. All of your resentment, your anger, your loss, it echoes with Maya's more and more strongly, until there's no difference between them, until your souls, separated by the violation of reality that was perpetrated on you, flow together and into one.\n\nYou slowly rise up, taller and grander than you ever were, eyes solid blue and crackling with energy, your face a pityless mask of hate as your four fury-black wings beat the air. Mallory topples onto his back and scrambles backwards a little as you step forward, beginning a slow, intent march towards him.\n\nWith impacts like lightning bolts, angels appear ringing the two of you, knees bent as the pavement and ground craters under the force of their arrival, the very air seeming to glow with the sheer amount of celestial energy concentrated in one place. Each has at least one flaming sword in hand, the makes and shapes different, but all of them shining with golden fire bright and intense enough to burn a pure mortal's eyes out of their head. "Jamiel! Stand down!" one of the Asar barks, pointing his blade at you.\n\n"The Cherub you would have twisted into another soulless tool of Heaven is gone, Vaniel," you reply in your twin voices, turning your crackling blue eyes towards him. "You address Jamayel. And I will have no more mercy for those of Heaven that stand in my way than this monster," you add, looking back to the trembling, obviously terrified Mallory. "Let me make done with him and we will have no quarrel."\n\n"You know we can't do that, Fallen," one of the other Asar snarls. "You cannot be allowed to do as you will, not to take one more step."\n\n"Come, you are surrounded, outnumbered, unarmed," one of the others urges more gently. "You are young, Jam-... -mayel, this misstep might yet be forgiven. Surrender, return to Heaven with us. It might yet be that Father may judge you worthy of forgiveness."\n\n<hr>\n[["... Very well."|ChJa]]\n\n[["Oh? Am I unarmed?"|ChJa3x4]]

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Naaah... none of your business. It's probably just anything Mina thought was too R-rated for you, or some boring personal videos of her and Katrina, whatever. Instead you select one of the movies she clearly added for your sake and get it queued up, Mina making various little pleased statements about you finding it once she gets back.\n\nAfter the movie, the two of you head to bed. You to the guest room, obviously. It's pretty nice if a bit more cramped than your room at home, no place for a desk or anything like that on either side of the bed, but you have your own closet at least. Great place to thump your suitcase down on the floor! You change into your sleeping clothes and flop out, yawning and soon falling asleep.\n\nIn the morning you wake up a bit blearily, seeing that it's still early when you check the clock on the bedside table. Dragging yourself up half-awake and grabbing your tablet, you head into the kitchen area to rummage up a bowl of cereal and do your morning gacha game chores. As you're poking at the screen, still only half awake, you hear the other bedroom door open and close, and a yawn to go with the sound of bare feet on the hardwood. "Heeey little brother," Mina says sleepily.\n\n"Hey," you answer, glancing over, and unable to help your jaw dropping. Mina's hair is out of its usual braid, thus falling longer and straighter than usual, albeit a bit rumpled obviously. But what's shocking is that all she's wearing is some pink lingerie. A simple, very slightly decorative pink thong and matching bra, specifically. Despite their simplicity both show off her body to <i>very</i> good effect, the bra lifting and presenting her breasts with what seems like almost half of them left on display in the front, and the thong riding high on her hips and showing off the curve of them as well as the fullness of her ass. Various lewd thoughts slam directly into the center of your mind before you can really stop them, and blushing with embarrassment and shame you look away and stammer. "Um... S-sis..."\n\n"Hm?" Mina looks over at you rather blankly from where she's working the coffee maker, tilting her head at seeing yours turned away. Then she blinks and looks down, before giving a sheepish laugh. "Oooops. Sorry, kiddo, Kat and I are used to prancing around here in little to nothing. Guess I just did it by habit." She briefly looks abashed, then shrugs, her boobs jiggling lightly in the cups of her bra before she turns back to the coffee maker.\n\n"Er... don't you wanna... um...?" you mutter, gesturing vaguely in the direction of her bedroom.\n\n"Coffee first. Coffee before everything," Mina declares solemnly. She gives you a winning, innocent smile and adds, "Besides, I'm your sister, silly! It's no big deal for you to see me wearing a little less than usual."\n\n"... 'kay," you murmur, fixing your eyes on the screen and trying not to let them get drawn to your sister's bare body as she does a bit of prancing around the kitchen while preparing her coffee. You can't help but lift your eyes a bit as she sits down at the table, winding up looking almost directly down the valley between her breasts, and quickly forcing your eyes back to... er, well, the also very nice pair of tits of your assistant character.\n\n"So let's talk about what you want to do for your birthday, bro," Mina says cheerfully as she sips her coffee.\n\n"Um. 'Kay," you murmur again, still trying to avoid actually looking at her, and yet unable to help your eyes occasionally darting up to sneak peeks of her tits pressed together by the bra and the way she's sitting with her arms framing them.\n\n"We can do absolutely anything you want to do," Mina assures you. "Anything at all! Like I promised, you're king of the castle as long as you're here, and that goes <i>quintuple</i> on your birthday."\n\n"I mean, I dunno what you-"\n\n"No, I'm serious. You want to have something small with like a couple of your friends and a ton of food? That's what we'll do. Or I could arrange a giant blow-out bash with <i>my</i> friends. Ah, now, don't knock it without trying it, little bro," she adds with a smirk as you make a face. "I know parties aren't usually your thing, but remember, this one would be alllll for you! I think you might find that more fun than the usual," she adds, which admittedly does make you thoughtful a bit. "Hell, if you want, we could even do something like go to Worldland!"\n\nThat makes you blink, actually looking at her without processing her mostly-nude state for a moment. "What, really?"\n\n"Sure! I could have reservations made and we could be on the road in like an hour and a half, max! Have a little road trip, see some sights, and then I'm sure that Worldland has some sort of birthday party package I can pay way too much for," she adds with a scoff. "I'm serious, little brother! <i>Whatever</i> you want for your birthday, it's yours!"\n\n"... Anything?" you can't help but probe.\n\n"Absolutely anything, cross my heart and hope to die," she says, flicking a finger back and forth over the very bare portion of her chest.\n\n<hr>\n[[Small thing with friends.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Big bash.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Let's go to Worldland!|QOSis]]\n\n[[You want a big birthday gift.|QOSis]]\n\n[[... sex...|QOSis2x6]]

Your wings angle as you lunge forward, plunging your hand directly into Mallory's chest. His eyes widen and mouth opens in shock, horror, and pain... and then twists into a rictus of something beyond agony, an inhuman sound ripping from his throat as you tighten your grip around something inside him not just of flesh, but something far more innate and connected.\n\nWith a roar of rage, Vaniel rushes into motion, with a speed that would have been instantaneous and imperceptible to mortal eyes, or even most demons or angels, his massive flaming broadsword swinging down towards you. And yet you turn to meet him, yanking your hand free of Mallory's chest and up to meet him, a deep, discordant explosion of sound signaling the striking of edge on edge. Vaniel's blazing golden eyes stare down at you, an outrage borne of offense beyond measure in them as he looks at you across the crossing of his own heavy, straight flaming angel blade and the equally long, curved black sword in your own bloody hand, the golden flames clashing with the purple lightning playing across it, the light setting off the flickers of purple in the otherwise obsidian mirror surface.\n\n"You... monster!" Vaniel snarls, pressing down harder on his sword as the others stand watching in astonishment, as if he could still cut you in two if he only tried, his mighty wings spreading wider behind him like a wide curtain of pure, snowy righteousness.\n\nYour booted feet twist on the road as the pavement cracks and sunders beneath you, knees bending slightly beneath the strength of one of Heaven's mightest warriors. And then something like a tiny, sour smile curls one corner of your mouth, and Vaniel has just a moment of heightened shock and outrage before you snap your arm outward, sending him rocketing backwards to strike the street and go rolling like some common drunk tossed out of a bar. "Of course I'm a monster," you say quietly as you rise back up to your full height, hair now moving as if in an unseen underwater current, the crackling of blue energy in your eyes intensifying in time with the purple lightning around the weaponized demon soul in your hand, slowly turning your gaze across the ring of stunned Asar as you flick your hand hard, sending the blood smearing your fist and sword flying to spatter on the ground.\n\n"I'm an angel."\n\nAnd then they're all rushing in at you at once, the forces of Heaven set on punishing you for your latest offense against their very beings. A flaming scimitar lashes towards your neck, your wings bunching as you dodge back just far enough to let it miss you and then strike the back of it in passing, knocking the Asar's blow far wider than he meant and delivering a hard kick directly to his chest, feeling the celestial equivalent of bones crack and shatter under your bootheel in the quarter-instant before the angel is sent shooting backwards, knocking a fire hydrant off with enough force to send it plowing through the door of a parked car. A greatsword slashes towards your waist, and you quickly leap up, wings beating and putting you into a horizontal spin, demon soul sword lashing out and taking off both the Asar's hands at the forearm, leaving him to stagger back as the momentum sends his weapon into the air. You grab it with your free hand as you land, wheeling and throwing it, the angel blade plunging hilt-deep into the chest of one of the furthest-back of the Heavenly warriors. A pair of kodachi flashes out, one aiming for your sword hand and the other for the back of your knee, trying to disable you. You flip over the head of your attacker, landing behind her and flicking your sword out, beheading the angel that tried to tempt you with your Father's forgiveness.\n\nIn moments the street and everything near it is shattered and broken, Mallory's empty husk torn to shreds by the forces of the angelic battle. Every strike of weapon on weapon shatters more windows, inflicts more impact wave damage on the houses, one of them collapsing entirely. Without a second thought in the midst of it, you grab one of the angels by the front of his tunic, twisting your body and putting all your strength into throwing him, sending him shooting through Jamie's house at such a speed that much of the debris of its destruction is dragged with him as he also plows through the house behind it, and the next, and the next. You turn and stab all the way through the chest of one of the remaining angels, then yank hard, slicing right through her chest and arm out the side to behead another. All around you the corpses of your defeated enemies have begun to burn, no longer able to contain the holy fire that serves them in place of a soul.\n\n"Petulent child!"\n\nYou turn slowly to face Vaniel, who's taken a perch atop a still-standing streetlamp, scowling down at you derisively.\n\n"Do you think you are the first rebel Heaven has put down? Or even the tenth? This rage, this foolish plunge into darkness, do you think it is justified? What do you hope for? You've turned your back on everything that you had. Abandoned the ties of morality that made you love those who were stolen from you in the first place. Look at what you have done!" he snaps, pointing his sword towards the demolished house that held Jamie's family.\n\nYou turn your head slightly to look at the rubble. Then, dispassionately, you turn your crackling blue eyes back to Vaniel. "I didn't start this fight. You did. Unfortunately for you, and the rest of Heaven, I also intend to finish it."\n\n"Then come and have your end at the hands of the holy, you sniveling edgelord!" Vaniel snarls, raising his sword in preparation for your attack. "I have the high ground!"\n\nYou give a soft snort of derision. Then, putting on a burst of speed, you snake the tip of your blade beneath one of the discarded angelic kodachi, flicking it into the air and spinning around, striking the butt of it with your demon soul blade with enough force to both shatter it and send it shooting towards Vaniel. He quickly sweeps his own sword in front of himself in an attempt to deflect... which likely would have worked, had the weapon been left intact. But at least half gets through, the celestial shrapnel flitting through the front of his throat and disappearing, leaving tiny red holes that take a second to begin bleeding. Vaniel stares at you with wide eyes, mouth opening and closing silently, before he topples backwards and thumps bonelessly to the ground, his corpse bursting into golden flame.\n\nWithout hesitation you turn and begin walking away... only to flinch and hunch in on yourself as the mighty blast of a horn rends the air, the sun almost seeming to explode as the day turns to pure overwhelming luminescence. As the ringing in even your reinforced ears lessens, you straighten up and open your eyes. The neighborhood looks like an atomic bomb went off not terribly far away, scorched frames of shattered homes smoldering and smoking, not a single shred of grass or living tree to be seen. A trio of armored figures hovers in the air above, each of them spreading six immense, but otherwise motionless wings that are almost enough to blot out the sun, but not their own radiance. \n\n"Is it the end of the world already?" you ask flatly, briefly reaching up to brush a finger over one of your ears, glancing at the blood smearing it before returning your gaze to the archangels, refusing to flinch or avert your eyes from their light.\n\n"For you," Gabriel answers evenly, hooking the horn back to its attachment on the armor.\n\n"You have fallen to rage, hate, vengeance, and violence," Rafael declares, armored fists clenching.\n\n"And you have slain your brothers and sisters," Michiel adds gravely, pain written across the archangel's beautiful face.\n\n"... Rage? Hate? Vengeance? Violence?" Slowly your face twists with rage again, your fist tightening around your sword. "And what do you call genocide? As a punishment for disobeying orders, yet. Can you do such a thing, <i>twice</i>, without rage, without hate? What is that if not vengeance? If not violence?!"\n\n"You <i>dare</i>?!" Michiel roars, massive sword swinging upwards in readiness, as if about to smite you then and there for your blasphemy.\n\n"And who are <i>you</i> to lecture <b>me</b> on how to treat a <b><i>brother</i></b>!!" you howl back at him, swinging your own sword up in readiness.\n\nYour words actually seem to affect the archangel, movements pausing and beautiful face stricken. The other two flick their eyes towards the third, before turning their attention wholly back to you. "You have this one last chance, Fallen," Gabriel declares. "Surrender yourself to our justice. Your newfound strength may have been able to best a handful of hastily-chosen Asar, but you have no hope against the trinity assembled before you. Should you fight, we will destroy you such that you never existed. You are alone. You have betrayed and abandoned all bonds of fellowship and family. None will stand by your side."\n\n<hr>\n[[... Fine.|ChJa]]\n\n[[All bonds? Are you sure?|ChJa]]

"The founders clearly considered it very sane," Kazzel replies in an amused tone, before gesturing at the stairs. "Shall we?"\n\n"Um, yeah." You once more follow her, this time up the stairs and this time feeling rather worried about holding the sword. "So could I... oh, wait, can I put this away in...?"\n\n"Yes, perhaps putting it in the bag is best. Sometimes the solemnity and dignity of ancient ritual must give way to pragmatism and I'd rather neither of us got stabbed on these stairs.\n\n"Yeah." You slide the Blade of Rule into the bag, where it fits despite being far too long and sharp. "So this Absolute Authority... I could just tell every Tresean I meet 'never betray me' and they'd never be able to?"\n\n"Yes, and some kings in the past have done things like that. However, let me pass along a bit of learning from Tresean history that you missed out on by not being raised to rule," Kazzel answers with a glance over her shoulder. "The more you wield Absolute Authority for such things, the more likely you are to regret it. People who might never have thought of betraying you could become offended if you think you need to order them not to... and because they are offended, they might seek ways around the order you gave."\n\n"Huh? But... how would they do that?"\n\n"Absolute Authority will only hold someone to the letter of your commands, not their spirit. The offended party might not outright betray you, but they might find some way to, perhaps, subtly <i>sabotage</i> you, or simply be far less helpful than they would have before. Or, as in the case of King Luchaidh the Surprised Fool, as he is often called, sometimes retainers can be a little more creative. He made such a command of his chief council, Lord Eiltin Gheimridh, and Lord Eiltin was so insulted that he spent the next two years subtly positioning Luchaidh's younger brother Caimin as the darling of the people, both domestically and abroad, until the diplomatic pressure on Luchaidh to allow Caimin a chance to rule was so great he finally relented and abdicated. When Eiltin revealed his role in these events, Luchaidh demanded to know how he'd subverted Absolute Authority. 'I was never disloyal to you, I was simply more loyal to Caimin,' was his answer."\n\n"But wait, wouldn't making Luke-, Looch-"\n\n"Relax a little bit and the magic will help, Majesty."\n\n"... Wouldn't making Luchaidh-" Wow you said it. "-look like a bad ruler be a betrayal? It... wait, no," you interrupt yourself with a frown. "As long as he didn't make Luchaidh look bad and just focused on making Caimin look <i>better</i>, that's not really doing anything against Luchaidh, is it? After all it's still on the other party to decide they really want the supposedly better option instead of the one they already have."\n\n"And thus you see how easy it can be to come up with methods to circumvent Absolute Authority if you really put your mind to it," Kazzel says drolly. "Of course some kings in the past have decided they could get around that by being as thorough and intricate with their commands as possible... and inevitably descended into paranoid wrecks, going mad trying to make sure they'd covered every angle. So be careful about wielding your Absolute Authority, Your Majesty."\n\n"Er... can I do it on accident? Like, if I get annoyed with someone and without thinking I say something like 'Take a long walk off a short pier'...?"\n\nKazzel's silent for several moments, and you're almost starting to worry that she's somehow taken it as a command herself and is just heading up the stairs to find a pier when she speaks up again. "... I love that. That is one of the best phrases I have ever heard, I am going to use that a lot. Er, not at court, of course." She clears her throat, then continues. "No, it has to be a deliberate command. In fact it's given a bit more 'wiggle room' if you don't explicitly declare it as such... 'I command you', 'This is my decree', something like that."\n\n"Guess that makes sense. So is there no way to get a 'spirit of the command' obedience? I mean, I'm just curious, not so much thinking of doing it," you hurry to clarify, hoping that doesn't make you look guilty.\n\n"Yes, those that you Knight will always obey the spirit of your commands without question or fail. If you perform a ceremony with the Blade of Rule, it will function as a magic conduit that binds you both together, them in fealty and you in... well, it's a complex thing to convey in a few words. Basically you have to be a <i>good</i> king to your Knights, not just any king. Of course 'good king' has its own interpretations, but." Kazzel shrugs. "But someone can only enter into Knighthood fully of their own will and accord, you can't order someone to become a Knight."\n\n"Huh. So the Blade of Rule does that, huh? It's pretty amazing, sounds like. Does it have like... a pithier name? Excalibur, Caliburn, Icingdeath, something like that?"\n\nKazzel's silent for a moment again, before coughing softly as she lets out a murmur of "K'n'sl'r."\n\nYou blink. "Uh... that sounded like either 'Kingslayer' or 'Kinslayer', you're making me a bit concerned here, Kazzel."\n\nAgain silence. Then she sighs audibly, actually stopping and turning to face you on the stairs. "'Cuntslicer'."\n\nYou stare at her. Open your mouth. Close it. Stare a bit longer. Then: "What?"\n\n"The sword's official, true name is 'Cuntslicer'," she says, her expression completely flat. "The First King's son was rather a vulgar brat and something of a combat maniac, and his first declaration upon drawing the blade from the Lordly Lake was 'Aw yeah, gonna use this Cuntslicer here to slice up any cunt doesn't like me taking their country!' It was recorded very faithfully by the attendant mage."\n\nThis time it's you that's silent for a bit, your gaze wandering down to the satchel at your side. Then you bring it back up to Kazzel. "So. It's the Blade of Rule, huh?"\n\n"Yes, the Blade of Rule it is," she answers, spinning on the ball of her foot and resuming walking upstairs. Not long after that the two of you emerge back into the hallway, and Kazzel leads you partly back the way you came but then up several staircases, finally pushing the doors open to a massive chamber lowly lit by more of those glowing orbs. It's everything you could have imagined from a king's bedroom, and you're even happier to see that there's a table with several dome-covered platters on it. "You don't seem the sort to mind serving your own dinner, Your Majesty. Of course if you really insist-"\n\n"No, it's fine. You don't even have to do the 'your majesty' thing unless we're in front of, like... other people who really need to see you do it. Just 'Jamie' is okay," you assure her.\n\nKazzel blinks, then smiles, obviously relaxing and looking more tired in the doing so. "... Alright then. Jamie. ... Ah, that feels a bit odd," she murmurs, glancing aside, then back at you, tilting her head and smiling a little again. "... James?"\n\n"... I mean, it's actually Jameson, but I guess that shortens to James too," you murmur, blushing for some reason.\n\n"Very well then. James." She bows, far less lowly than before and skipping the hand to the shoulder. "I'll leave you to eat and rest."\n\n"Hey, you should get some sleep too, you look kind of rough," you tell her, frowning slightly.\n\nYou actually see her twitch a little... maybe that caught on the edge of an order with Absolute Authority. Maybe even <i>because</i> she's so tired. But she shakes her head. "Would that I could, James, but with how short-staffed we are I couldn't leave the others in the lurch. They'll all be going without sleep tonight too in order to get ready for your first address of the people. And yes, you can help," she cuts in as your mouth opens, her own curving in a small smile again. "By going to bed and being rested and ready to address the crowd."\n\nGod, there's a terrifying thought all on its own. Can't you just like... demonstrate your right to rule by slaying a dragon or something? "I'll... try to think of something to say," you murmur.\n\n"Just do your best, plenty of great kings have had horrible, rambling first addresses, it's one of the most entertaining parts of reading history books," Kazzel answers chirpily. Then clears her throat, raising a hand to brush a fingertip against her cheek. "Yes I probably shouldn't have mentioned that, sorry."\n\n"Oh no I feel much better now," you mutter sulkily.\n\n"S-sorry," she repeats with a bit of a nervous laugh. "Um, in any event, Mama Michi will be by in the morning to help you get ready."\n\n"Mama... Michi?"\n\n"... Maybe a very short nap actually is in order," Kazzel grumbles, rubbing her now very red face. "... Michielle is the Head Maid. She has held that position for over 300 years." At your jaw sagging, Kazzel grins again. "So yes, as you might imagine, those of us who have lived all our lives here at the castle tend to view her in a rather motherly light. Don't be afraid to rely on her or ask her advice... she's probably more knowledgeable about running a kingdom than any six raised rulers put together. For now though, I'll take my leave." She bows lightly again, then backs out of the doorway, pulling the doors closed behind her.\n\nYou spend a few minutes looking around, just sort of coming to terms with the fact you apparently live here now. Well it's been a hell of a day hasn't it? Eventually you sit down to eat, but you barely even process what you're eating... your brain is already getting ready for shutdown, and once you're full you shamble towards the bed on autopilot, shedding your clothes without even thinking and climbing between the thick quilt and the fur blanket that apparently serves as a sheet.\n\nThe next thing you know is the sound of curtains being thrown open... well, 'thrown' might be a bit much, since the windows are rather huge and therefore have huge curtains, more like 'hauled by a pulley'. "Your Majesty, it's time to wake up."\n\n"Bwuh?" you say blearily. That's definitely a new term of endearment from your mom. ... Oh wait. Yeah, the whole... bought a magical kingdom thing. You blink a few times, sitting up a little and looking over, saying a little more clearly, "Bwuh."\n\nThe tall figure standing at the windows turns towards you, smiling and gripping the apron of her maid's uniform (full-length skirt version) and curtsying. Between Lelle's, well, existence, and Kazzel mentioning that Michielle had been Head Maid for over 300 years, you're not too surprised at the pointed ears sticking out from amidst her thick, slightly wavy brown hair, nor the beautiful face with its green eyes and thin-rimmed oval spectacles (though her face is just a bit rounder than you've seen most elves portrayed). You have to admit some shock at the sheer size of her chest, though... because wow. The white button-up blouse part of her outfit can't possibly be anything other than custom made to accommodate her, especially since each one's as big as her head... actually, maybe bigger. Aside from that, though... yeah, you can definitely see why people would call her 'Mama Michi', and probably why you instinctively thought she was your mom too... she's got that whole Maternal Aura thing going on.\n\n<img src="images/Michielle.jpg">\n\n"Yes, indeed," she says with easy good humor, green eyes twinkling as you blush at her reaction to your incoherency. "I know you had a long night, Your Majesty, but you'll be addressing the people in just a little while, so we really need to get you cleaned, fed, and dressed."\n\n"Right," you murmur, still half asleep... then coming all the way awake and freezing up as you realize several things. First off, that apparently in your sleep-zombie mode last night, you not only forgot to be anxious about sleeping in a new place, you got <i>completely</i> undressed and are now naked under the comforter. The other is that you're having a very standard first-thing-in-the-morning teenage boy reaction... which, well, let's be honest, was not exactly deterred by the first thing you saw this morning being a MILF-y elf. "Er, that's... maybe just a few more minutes...?"\n\n"Hm? But we really can't delay... if it's truly your order, of course, we'll figure something out, but we really should get the day started," Michielle urges gently as she rounds the bed to stand beside it, her tone gentle and somehow coming right up to the edge of scolding without actually getting there.\n\n<hr>\n[["... um..."|KingJamie1x4]]\n\n[["... Fine, then you take care of this."|KingJamie]]

"Ah, it's a really tempting offer and all, Sogimi, and thanks, but I think for now I wanna keep things small. ... Circle-of-friends wise," you add sheepishly.\n\n"Ehhhhhh." Sogimi heaves out a long sigh, then shrugs and tucks the appearance potion away. "Oh well. If you ever change your mind and wanna dissolve your guild and join mine, lemme know I guess!" she adds as one last volley before trotting off. She doesn't do anything else, either, leaving you to wonder if the entire reason she showed up was that she was camping the admin building to see if you (or someone else with a better house than her guild's) showed up. \n\nEither way, you spot a decent opening in one of the desks and head on over, managing to get the clerk's attention and request a Guild Charter form. Let's see now, usernames of the founding members... you guess the surprise might be spoiled if they get a notification when they log in, but whatever. You go ahead and put Hart's name on, too, since why not. Oh, it needs a name. Uh... \n\nWell, you'll call it the Cookery Clan, since Peko and Carolina like the cooking minigame so much. If they hate it you'll just have to save up for a name change later, you guess. You finish filling out the sheet and set the required amount of money atop it, and watch as it disappears. Well... guess that's that.\n\nYou head back to the mansion, with the Hart AI still in tow of course. (Honestly you tend to forget she's there a lot of the time when the "real" Hart isn't inhabiting her. You're a little shocked (to say the least) when you walk in the door and there's someone already there who's not either of the girls, and is in fact sitting behind a desk that wasn't there before. She's a very pretty redhead in a simple, modest grey dress, and she smiles and nudges her round glasses up on her nose as she does.\n\n"Hello, sir! I am your guild's secretary, Teri Sakura! If you wish to rename me or transfer some armor to me to wear, please let me know!"\n\nOhhhh, she's an AI, that makes sense. You guess she comes with the guild charter? "Oh, uh, thanks Teri, but I think you're fine as-is for now."\n\n"Alright, sir, thank you," she says, giving a short bow before sitting back down and just sort of smiling off into space.\n\n... Mental note, move her desk somewhere else. You almost want to say 'like a closet' but that feels mean even if she is just a simple AI. Anyway, time to put out some of the furniture and other furnishings you've been saving... you put in some basic stuff but it's still been pretty empty, since again you wanted it to be part of the surprise.\n\nA little bit later, Carolina comes rushing through the door. "Hey! I got some notification in my game mail about a guild forming! What's-!" She stops, staring slack-jawed at the pleasantly-smiling Teri, then looking around at all the changes you've made. "Wha! It's real! You actually did it!"\n\n"Ah, yeah," you say sheepishly, rubbing the back of your head. "I hope it wasn't too presumptuous to put your name on the charter."\n\n"Don't be stupid, of course I immediately agreed!" Carolina huffs, before folding her arms and looking away. "I just, y'know, was surprised and wanted to check and make sure," she adds in a mutter, her tail lashing back and forth in a way that could be either aggravated or pleased.\n\nShortly after, Peko walks in the door. "Hmmm? This place looks different. Oh hey, a guild secretary," she adds cheerfully, looking at the desk and AI thoughtfully.\n\n"Check your in-game mail occasionally, why don't you," Carolina says flatly.\n\n"Hmmm?" Peko blinks, tapping at thin air for a moment. Immediately the door swings open, and a little catlike creature comes running in. Well, it tries to run in, but it's straining under the weight of the massive mail bag it's carrying like it was a ball and chain. The Caturo flops to sprawl on the floor in front of Peko, its eyes swirling, as she rummages around in the bag. "Oh, hey, I didn't know we got bonus gifts for creating an account!"\n\n"You have been playing. For two. Years," Carolina mutters, putting both hands to her face while you grin sheepishly.\n\n"Oop! Here it is!" Peko says cheerfully, fishing out what looks like an official invitation with a little red wax seal on it and popping it open. "Oooo, Cooking Clan, neat! Aaaand joined!" she announces, poking part of the letter.\n\nAlmost as if prompted, Hart's eyes clear up and her stance shifts slightly. She takes a glance around, then looks at you and gives you a thumbs up. "I see you finally got around to it, Master. Good job."\n\n"Ah, thanks, I guess."\n\n"Yeah, this is nice," Carolina agrees with an entirely upbeat tone for once. "It's a nice little bonus to future events!"\n\n"Ah," you murmur. "You mean..."\n\n<hr>\n[["... the big expansion release event?"|QORO]]\n\n[["... the real-life meetup?"|QORO]]

Might as well get some good use out of the power... it won't be strong enough to affect proper warriors without battering them down first for a while, so it will be good to flex it on some workaday mortals!\n\nYou wait until the office lady has almost walked entirely past the alley before darting out and clapping your hands to the sides of her head. She starts to let out a shriek but before she can, your hands glow purple-pink, pulsing gently with the light, and instead her jaw goes slack and her tongue lolls out, the cry turning into a low gurgle. After a moment you release her and step back. She just stands there for a moment before her tongue pulls back into her mouth and her lips close, though her jaw still seems a little slack. She turns around to face you, wobbling just a little almost as if mildly drunk, her eyes glowing purple now as she looks at you in confusion.\n\n"What... was I doing...?" she says faintly.\n\n"You were just coming into this alley with me, so that I can fuck you and drain your life force and mind and leave you a quivering vegetable," you coo to her sweetly.\n\n"Oh. Okay," she replies in an airy tone, walking with those faintly wobbly steps after you as you move back into the alley with her.\n\nAt your order she begins to undress, the vaguely confused expression never leaving her face as she undoes her jacket and lets it drop to the dirty concrete, then tugs her blouse out of the waistband of her skirt and undoes it as well, revealing a lacey white bra hugging her full breasts. Said breasts settle and give a wobble as she undoes the bra and, at your prompting, hands it to you. You play with it for a moment as she's undoing her skirt, then negligently toss it out into the street for some horny passerby to find. When her skirt drops though, you grin.\n\n"Oho, no panties under your hose? How lewd," you coo at her.\n\n"I was hoping the coworker I like would notice," she says airily as she tucks her thumbs into the high waistband.\n\n"No, no, go ahead and leave those on, and your shoes too," you add, glancing at the pretty but practical black heels. "And get on your knees."\n\n"Okay," she murmurs, settling down onto her knees on the concrete amidst her scattered clothes.\n\nYou step closer and will the ribbons clothing your crotch out of existence, letting them just sort of shimmer and dissolve, your massive half-hard cock flopping right across her face and making her give a small squeak of surprise despite her mesmerized state. You rub your girlish hips back and forth, rubbing it across her face, before commanding her, "Service me with your hands and mouth."\n\n"Okay," she whispers, immediately lifting her hands to start fondling your balls, rubbing the big smooth heft of them around in her palms and fingers. Her mouth begins working over your shaft, tastefully-painted lips kissing at the pale white pole and tongue sticking out to stroke across it with faint 'anh, mnh' noises.\n\nSoon she's gotten you fully hard, your huge white prick jutting out above her face and casting a long shadow on it from the moonlight and faint reflections of the street lamps above. She moves her head back and slides her mouth over your cockhead, her slack, blank expression completely unchanging even as she lets out little 'mmf, mmf' noises as she begins bobbing her head, the sounds clearly prompted by your tip almost immediately nudging her throat.\n\n"C'mon, you can do better than that," you urge smugly. "Really get it in your throat, you slutty human."\n\n"Mmmgggk," she responds obediently around your girth, forcing herself forward until her throat is bulging with your prick, shaking and wiggling her head until she can force her lips to meet the root of your prick and your balls to press against her chin, her hands still dutifully worshiping them. Her glowing, entranced eyes never leave your face as she starts bobbing her head in long strokes, jerking you off with the tightness of her throat as she continues giving out those regular "Mmf, mmf, mmf!" noises.\n\n"Yeaaaah, that's right," you murmur with a low moan now, nibbling your lower lip, then letting your long tongue loll out a bit. You work your hips just a little, but mostly let her do the work, since you've got her enchanted to do so. You can feel yourself starting to get closer, and snap, "Faster, slut! Really fuck your face on my dick!"\n\n"Mmf mmf mmf mmf mmf!" she replies, instantly starting to speed up her motions, her head moving faster and faster as she ignores you stretching her throat in her eagerness to obey. Those glowing purple eyes almost seem to blur a bit as she works herself faster, her hands stilling on your balls as she focuses entirely on using her throat as an onahole for you as quickly as she can, her bare tits wobbling and her hose-clad ass wiggling. "Mmfmmfmmfmfmfmfmf MMMMMMMMMMF!" she gurgles, shoving herself down all the way onto your cock as you throatpie her, thick cum spurting out around her lips and all over her face, her mesmerized eyes rolling a little as she trembles all over.\n\nVery nice that she knew to keep herself down when you came~! You let her stay where she is until her eyes roll again and her whole body starts to tremble, before giving her permission to withdraw, the human letting out a gasp as she slips her mouth back off of your cock. At your order she stands, her legs even more wobbly than before as she turns and leans forward against the wall, planting her hands and spreading her legs. You draw a claw lightly up the seam at the crotch of her pantyhose, the fabric splitting and revealing her glistening pink pussy. Smirking, you slap your fat, deathly white prick against the shiny, dark black of her hose-clad asscheeks a few times, before stuffing it into her cunt, her glowing eyes rolling some as she lets out a gurgle at being filled far more than any human lover could.\n\nYou grab her waist and start fucking her good and hard, pantyhose-hugged buttocks jiggling with the impact of your hips. She lets out little "Nnh nnh nnh nnh!" noises, eyes slightly rolled and tongue poked out, still too mesmerized to react more than that, but clearly feeling the pleasure of your aphrodisiac cum filling her belly and coating her skin, and now smeared all over the inside of her cunt. (Did you know you have aphrodisiac cum? Well, it just seems natural that you know now~!) Her ragingly stiff nipples sway wildly in the dim light of the alleyway as her tits bounce and wobble, her whole body shaking with your thrusts... after all, you may be weak in comparison to other demons, but you're still stronger than any mere human! You giggle and give one of her asscheeks a good firm slap, hearing her give a louder "NNH!" and feeling her pussy flutter and gush lightly around you as she cums.\n\nYou make her cum again and again, each one building higher and higher, racking her body and mind with pleasure, her noises gradually going louder despite the muting mesmerism of your spell. Finally, as you thrust forward and start spilling into her, she gives a cry as she has her most intense orgasm yet. You can sense her whole mind going white... and her grip on said mind and spirit loosening with the sheer battering of the intensity of her climax. You clap a hand to the back of her head, the purple glow reappearing, but this time as you draw all the energy out of her. Her cry of orgasm turns into a gurgle as her eyes roll up and her tongue lolls out fully, her expression going entirely blank as you drain her of her self even as you use her womb as a cumdump.\n\nYou pull out of her and remove your hand after a moment, and she slowly crumples to the ground, sort of sagging around as she does so that she winds up sitting leaned back against the wall, arms flumped limp to the sides and head lolling. The glow is gone from her eyes... and any other sign of sentience as well, just empty, blank disks and a slack face covered in cum. As you once again gird your loins and tuck your cock away with your ribbons, you idly consider tossing her into the nearby dumpster with the rest of the used-up trash...\n\n... but decide to leave her where she is. Some lucky human male might come along and claim her, and why not participate in the human art of recycling while you're here~?\n\nYou leap back up to the rooftops and reactivate your Mystical Observation. The arrows pointing to the Time Mana Nin and Sin Run Nin are still there, just a bit further off now... clearly they're still around doing whatever it is that has them out and about in the city. There's also another arrow indicating more human prey nearby. Hmmm... shall you try your luck against one of the ninjas now? Or have some more fun with normal human women?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go after the Time Mana Nin.|QONA]]\n\n[[Go after the Sin Run Nin.|QONA]]\n\n[[More normal humans!|QONA]]

You pick up the papers and start slowly reading through the code, flipping back and forth here and there. At first it seems like almost gibberish, but gradually it starts making more and more sense to you, the arguments and checks all falling into place. "This... it goes through and it first makes a list of everyone that's had an account at this bank for more than ten years. Then it checks whether they've ever logged in to the bank's website or if they have an email registered. If they haven't or don't, it keeps them on the list, and adds a flag that... I don't get what this means right here."\n\n"It's an internal flag, you wouldn't have any way to know," the pink girl says, though she sounds fairly impressed, a fact which makes your cheeks color a little. "It's a flag the bank uses to say that the account can't be accessed until it's logged on to from the website to confirm the user is who they say they are. Incoming deposits can still be made, but all withdrawals are blocked."\n\nYou frown at that, flipping through some more of the pages. "Some of these accounts have the birthdate visible... the majority of those are-"\n\n"Yeah, the sixties and prior."\n\nYou slowly close the sheaf of papers. "So it's all older people."\n\n"Not all. Some of them are just people who aren't good with computers and do their banking the old-fashioned way. But yeah, these people who probably can't really use the internet are being locked out of their bank accounts, unable to pay bills or anything else, unless they log on to the internet."\n\nYou frown, sitting back in your chair. "So couldn't they just call the bank's help line?"\n\n"That's where the insidious part comes in. Now we don't have any proof of this yet, but we think that this hidden program adds another, invisible flag to the account. When the phone monkey at the help center accesses the locked account, that flag is triggered and they briefly see the proper amount that should be in it... before it zeroes out." There's a slight shift from the surgical mask that you think means she's grinning as your eyes widen. "That's right, the bank thinks it's some bug in their systems and their fault. So of course they'd quickly start the procedure to get the account restored. In reality the money's been disappeared to a secret account controlled by a Monofilament executive. The bank has to replace it with their own money or make a claim on their insurance."\n\n"So... I mean, that sucks, but don't the people get their money back in the end? And doesn't the bank catch on, since it's Monofilament's software?"\n\n"Yeah, the people get their money back, but that could take weeks of going through the process... in the meantime they can't pay for groceries or pet food or their grandkids' birthday presents. As to Monofilament's software, that's where the real genius comes in," she says, almost as if she admires it. "Monofilament doesn't do the help desk software, they do the bank's internal network software, something that's not supposed to have anything to do with money or transactions other than the data it transmits. So-"\n\n"So the bank blames whoever does their help desk software, or their account management software, and probably winds up suing them," you say with a sigh.\n\n"Yup, it's a helluva scheme, top to bottom. We could find the parts of this program that were actively working in the bank's systems, but we can't find the part of it that does the money-go-bye-bye trick. That must be in the Monofilament servers somewhere though, it'd have to be an active process. Now, if we can get a copy of that, we can do two things... we can at least take it to the bank to prove that it's Monofilament that's been causing their problems, and we can write some innoculation software that will keep them from using a similar trick again. But we need someone on the inside to let us in. I'm thinking at this point that you know how you could do that... the question is, will you help us?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QONM]]\n\n[[No.|QONM]]

Well. You're sort of bad at being able to talk back to cute girls (even if they're very odd). Besides, aren't there always two sides to every story? You nod slowly.\n\n"Alright, good. The truth is, Monofilament is abusing the contracts it has with various organizations to do proprietary software development for them to break the law and line its own pockets. We can't get anyone to listen to us about this because they've paid off the right people... even if we released it to the public, the news media would be likely to just brush it off and let it drop off the news cycle immediately, almost no one affected would hear about it." She leans over to open the flap of the pink and purple messenger bag sitting beside her chair and pulls out a sheaf of papers, leaning over to set them beside your plate. "This is just one of their schemes, but it's the worst one that we've found so far."\n\nYou glance down at the pages. It looks like a lot of code... not ones and zeroes, but definitely some sort of programming language. You think a little of it looks familiar from the books you read, but it's pretty dense-seeming.\n\n<hr>\n[[Try to read and understand the papers.|QONM1x4]]\n\n[[Ask her to break it down for you.|QONM]]\n\n[[Refuse to believe it.|QONM]]

"Since you know it's not proper procedure, then you might try the proper procedure of calling my boss and getting the info from them," you reply, going for 'chilly politeness' and probably just managing 'huffy'. "I can't give that out at all."\n\nYou close the line, then dial the extension for the main security office. A voice that doesn't sound a lot older than your own answers, sounding bored and annoyed. You quickly explain the situation, and there's a brusque 'One second' from the other end. The line goes completely quiet, apparently you're on hold. A minute later there's a low click, and the voice, sounding much more professional, says, "Alright, thanks for calling this in, good job. I'll want to talk to you at the end of your shift."\n\n"Alright," you answer, before the line drones. You hang up, and settle back to watching the monitors. About thirty seconds later, most of them go entirely flat... if you're reading them right, it means that all access to the network from the outside has been cut off. Wow, they must think it's pretty serious. After awhile, since there's even less to do than before, you return to reading the binders, though now slightly anxious about the upcoming talk and what to do if the phone rings again. Sure, he said you did a good job, but talking with a superior, yikes.\n\nEventually five in the morning rolls around, and trying not to seem too lethargic and sluggish, you get up and head to the dressing room. Waiting for you is a guy who really does look like he's only nineteen or so, with scruffy brown hair pulled back partly into a short ponytail, and his Monofilament-issued button-up shirt left open to show a T-shirt for some apparent death metal band that you've never heard of. "Hey, Jamie, right? I'm Leon, I'm in charge of cybersecurity for this branch of Monofilament. Good job on catching that phishing call right away. You're not due to get paid until next week, but I went ahead and wrote this out for you as a little bonus," he says, passing you a check. He also leans in and grins, lowering his voice to a whisper, "I also looked up your Destiny: Splendid Guideline account and added a million Divine Crystals to it. Have fun."\n\nYour eyes bug, both at the generosity of the check and at the practically infinite supply of premium currency. "Oh. O-oh, wow, I... thank you, sir, I-"\n\n"No 'sir', just Leon is fine. I checked the monitors and saw you reading, good job, I like that initiative. When summer rolls around I'm definitely going to suggest hiring you back on, and I can probably find some time to teach you some real programming too. But before that," he continues, face growing serious. "Listen, we're pretty sure that the call you got was part of the efforts of a hacker group called DevDef. Now don't be alarmed, but they may try to contact you again, and try to get your help to break into Monofilament's network. IF that happens they could do a lot of damage to a lot more than some mobile games, so here." He passes you a... is that a pager? You've only seen them in movies! "This is super simple, no dialing or anything, you just press the button and it'll alert me. Hit it the moment you think anyone from DevDef tries to contact you."\n\n"Er, okay. Thanks, s-... Leon."\n\n"No problem, kid, take care."\n\n<hr>\n[[Go home and sleep.|QONM1x3a]]\n\n[[Holy shit gachaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!|QOGachaStart]]\n

Probably better not to risk it being some executive or security officer calling in to check that you're actually there. Reaching over, you pick up the phone, forcing yourself not to stammer through some feat of willpower. "Hello, Network Monitoring, this is Jamie."\n\n"Hello, Jamie, this is Davis, from the mobile app division," a man's voice with a posh British accent answers. "Listen, I'm supposed to be on vacation, a nice little holiday in the mountains, when all of a flutter my manager calls and says that every single gacha roll on Destiny: Splendid Guideline is spitting out nothing but five star Queen Titanias. It's going to be my head if I don't get in there and push a maintenance and patch, but I don't have my official company laptop, we're not allowed to take them across borders of course. Do you think you could go to the server room, find the connection information, write it down and let me know? A bit against standard procedure but I assure you, if we don't get this done, heads are going to roll, and ours might be only the start."\n\nAdmittedly your eyes glazed over a little when you heard that the boob-iest, nakedest Legendary Figure in DSG is apparently being given out for every single pull. You have like fifty pulls of Divine Crystals saved up! What a time to be without your phone! Then you give your head a shake and focus back on the now.\n\n<hr>\n[["Yeah, sure, no problem."|QONM]]\n\n[["Uh-huh, nice try buddy."|QONM1x2]]\n\n[[Hang up.|QONM]]

You decide to approach the monster girl, and soon she's trotting towards you rapidly. <<if not $blackjackafterfirst >>As you recognize the outline, you brace yourself a little... but she just approaches you normally, actually looking kind of sheepish. Since she's not tackling and ground-pounding you this time, you actually get a chance to look at her... she has long black hair (somewhat more composed than it was last time), bound low with a red ribbon. Her horse ears and equine lower half are black, too... as is the swaying black horsecock that's unsheathed and wobbling (mostly) limp in front of her.)\n\n"Hey there, pard!" she calls, giving a nervous laugh as she comes to a stop in front of you, rubbing the back of her head. Her face is pretty, you have to admit, or maybe handsome might be a better word, with light skin and red eyes. You also notice (as it gives a flick) that she's got a black tail behind her, a thick, typically horeslike one that drapes down over her bare butt. She rubs the back of her head, grinning sheepishly. "Sure am embarrassed about last time. I was a might worked up."\n\n"Y'think?" you say flatly, eyeing her cautiously.\n\nShe gives another nervous, slightly whinny-like laugh. "Y-yeah! See there's this male that's been hangin' around, an' he doesn't let anyone else fuck females, s-so when I saw someone so cute and not female I kinda lost my head. I'm much better now! ... A-although, obviously as y'can see since I'm dropped and all, I'm still a mite unsatisfied with just gettin' fucked and not gettin' ta fuck," she adds, tapping her index fingertips together and glancing down. "S-so y'know, if we could do some stuff together, I'd be mighty grateful!"\n\n... Oh, what the hell, it's not like you didn't realize that was likely when you saw her coming again. And you've already done it once, so might as well. "Yeah, okay," you say with a bit of a sigh.\n\n"Wahoooo!" she squeals excitedly, leaping forward again in a pounce and making you yelp, your clothes going flying again.\n\nLuckily this time instead of pinned underneath her, you actually find yourself laying on top of her, her boobs pressing into your belly as she strokes your cock with one of her hands and rubs one of your asscheeks with the other. You squirm, then stare as her rapidly hardening horsecock juts up in front of your face, trembling and starting to leak pre. Before you can really go through your feelings on that, the Stallioness wraps her mouth around the head of your cock and starts sucking, her tongue flicking and lapping over it energetically. You shiver on top of her... man, as much as she's obviously into fucking others, it's clear she knows how to treat a cock! ... Well you guess that makes sense. Soon she's bobbing her head upwards, giving soft, slightly neigh-like moans as she sucks more of you in, her tongue working along the top of your shaft.\n\nWell, you're kind of feeling bad about not reciprocating at this point, so. You wrap your hands around the lower half of that big black equine prick and start stroking it, shivering again at the feel of her moan around your own prick. You angle it towards you, licking the pre-smeared tip of it, then starting to roll your tongue over the flare. If anything the fact that she starts sucking your cock even more enthusiastically just encourages you, and soon you've managed to stuff that broad cockhead past your lips and start bobbing your head, licking over the sides of the flare as much as you can. Soon you give in completely and start working your hips, fucking down into her mouth even as you work your own mouth further and further down, eventually managing to swallow it, your throat bulging up with the outline of her thick shaft. It's not much longer before you thrust in, your balls resting on her face as she swallows repeatedly around your cock, gulping down your load as you feed it to her. Of course right after that, between the change in her moans around you and the heavy throbbing of her cock between your lips and hands, you quickly pull back just before she starts firing a much larger, thicker load all over you. Probably not as big as the first one she pumped into you, but certainly way more than you could ever make.\n\n"Whew!" the Stallioness declares happily as you roll off of her. "Even if it wasn't fuckin', that was satisfying as all get-out! I much appreciate it, pard!" she says as she gets up, her cock already starting to go limp... though it gives a noticeable twitch as she looks at you soaked from head to chest in her cum, despite her bashful expression. "Heheh, there's a pond right over there, y'wanna get cleaned up."<<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $energy -= 1>>\n\nOnce you return from doing so, you find that the Stallioness is already gone. Once again your clothes are folded up, with a pair of monster girl milk bottles atop them. No money this time, though, but there is another condom. Right, she said those would come in useful if you encountered the male.<<set $mgmilk += 2>><<set $condom += 1>> You get dressed and decide to [[return to the starting area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<set $blackjackafterfirst to true>><<else>>You fairly quickly recognize the Stallioness you've encountered before.\n\n<hr>\n[[Let her approach.|StallionessFuck]]*<<if $mgaabought is true>><br><br>[[Use an MGAA.|StallionessMGAA]]*<<endif>>\n\n[[Go back.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<endif>>

"This isn't about one person being a bit of a jerk... it's about a bully. Not just any bully, someone who sees themselves as the ruler of the school. Above everyone, and everyone is just theirs to play around with," you say quietly, looking down as you do, unable to take the thought of seeing dismissal or condescension on your friends' faces at the words from the heart. "Sandra won't just hurt feelings, at this rate she'll destroy lives. I don't think I can just... sit back and let her do that. But I'm just... y'know... me. I can't do it on my own. ... I need really strong people, like you guys, to help me."\n\n"... I'm in with you, man. No question."\n\nYou blink away the tears that had been forming, looking up to see Kevin grinning at you. "I'm absolutely up for this with you."\n\n"Yeah... yeah, me too," Maya adds, looking a little shamefaced as she rubs the back of her neck. "You're totally right, Jamie, it's worth the risk to help everyone in the school. And whoever else Sandra might have hurt over the years." Then she grins too. "Besides, there's a special place in hell for people that ignore the call to heroism, right?"\n\n"Absolutely. Helping people's great, but I'm not turning away from a chance to do something this wild and fun," Kevin adds with a short laugh.\n\n"Dunno about that, but thanks guys," you say, fighting off a little sniffle. \n\n"Fun fun~!" Roberta chirps. "Okay, you guys might want to consider codenames. Oh, and masks."\n\n"Huh? We need those, like superheroes or something?" Kevin asks with a blink.\n\n"Yeah. While the Shell isn't actually Sandra's real mental landscape, she can still absorb little bits of it subconsciously. If you call each other by your real names in here, she might not know what you're doing, but she still might get paranoid at the idea that you guys are working against her somehow. Codenames and masks are more symbolic of you protecting your identities from her than anything, but in here symbology is everything."\n\n"Makes sense, I guess," you note. "How about calling me, um..." You check your phone briefly. "Yurei?" Then you blink as a blank white oval-shaped mask appears in your hand. "... Huh!" Bringing it up to press over your face, you blink as you realize you're able to see perfectly through the otherwise solid-seeming surface. "Wow, that's cool."\n\n"Kinda creepy, if you ask me, 'Phantom'," Maya says dryly, then glances down at herself. "... Oh well, guess I'll go with the obvious and use 'Kuroneko' as a nickname." Then she blinks as a pair of yellow goggles with attached cat ear shaped 'sweeps' rising up from above the lenses appears in her hands. "Ooo, neat!"\n\n"Weebs," Kevin scoffs, then clears his throat as you both look at him. "Yeah okay I'm aware of the hypocrisy. Fine in that case, I'll go with..." A quick phone-check. "No... no... that's bad... no..."\n\n"Oh just pick something," Maya huffs.\n\n"Look sometimes Google Translate is shit okay! Fine, here's a good one, 'Shuen', call me Shuen." He grins as a simple orange band-mask appears and he ties it on.\n\n"'Leading man'? Really?" Kuroneko says flatly.\n\n"Hey, blame Roberta, she's the one who said it."\n\n"Yeah well you look less like Hero Protagonist and more like a nineties nerd kid who's transitioning from being obsessed with Ninja Turtles to being obsessed with Dragon Ball Z."\n\n"Hey!"\n\n"And that your favorite turtle is Michaelangelo."\n\n"HEY!"\n\n"Guys, guys," you say with a sigh. "Let's just focus on taking down Sandra's Shell. We've gotta find and take down the Shell version of Sandra herself."\n\n"Shouldn't we wait until later? Like after school when there's more time?"\n\n"She'd be at home then, it'd be weirder... and creepier... to go there and then come back, plus we don't know how this place'll change at night. No, according to Roberta, even if we spend a long time here in the Shell then at most a couple of minutes will pass in the real world, so we've got plenty of time to try now."\n\n"Alright, so should we just crash right in there?" Shuen asks. "Beat the crap out of all those... weirdly sexy... ants?"\n\n"Deviville High has hundreds of students, and dozens of teachers and staff, and it looks like in here practically all of them are her minions," Kuroneko says with a snort. "No way, we'd get Zerg Rushed. We've obviously gotta be sneakier about infiltrating."\n\n"If you two stick close to Yurei, you should be able to share his stealth effect to at least some extent," Roberta speaks up. "I won't be able to show up or talk to you outside of certain 'safe zones', but you guys should still be able to find your way. Actual minds have a sort of pull towards each other inside mental landscapes, and Sandra's Shell self will no doubt be situated right over the entrance to her actual mindscape."\n\nWith that, you set off towards the school, Kuroneko and Shuen sticking close behind you. As you get closer to the building, a sort of shimmery, transparent effect falls over both of them, and you really do begin to feel more of a pressure all around you, as if the very air was trying to gently push you away... and yet there's also a definite draw that's gently, faintly pulling you towards the center of the school.\n\n"Everyone sure is, uh... sexy," Shuen comments in a whisper as the three of you peer around a corner at a hallway full of students in those tight, very show-offy latex one-pieces and those slightly silly-looking ant themed accessories.\n\n"I bet my mindscape isn't as pervy as this," Kuroneko mutters... then silently flips you both off when you glance towards her scantily-clad form.\n\nA few hallways later, Shuen huffs quietly. "Man this place is even more twisty and easy to get lost in than the real thing." Then he perks and looks over towards a set of bathrooms. "Hey, doesn't that door seem kinda different?"\n\n"Huh?" Kuroneko looks over, squinting from behind the large lenses of her goggles. "I guess, kinda, yeah."\n\n"It's the boy's bathroom... I bet Sandra doesn't really think about what's in there a lot, so it might be one of those 'safe zones' Roberta mentioned," you comment.\n\n"Cool! Let's go in and take a rest, all this sneaking is getting tiring," Shuen comments, strolling towards the bathroom casually, apparently having forgotten for a moment just why all the sneaking was necessary.\n\n"WAIT!" Kuroneko blurts, lurching towards him, then wincing as she realizes she's not only also broken away from you but shouted out like that.\n\nBut it's too late, and every single ant-garbed student in the hallway has turned towards them, frozen for only a split-second in shock before rushing towards them. Both Shuen and Kuroneko cry out as they're rushed, quickly trying to fight back and looking surprised as their somewhat flailing strikes send the cognitions staggering and dropping to the floor as if they'd been struck by a prizefighter. But more and more are pouring into the hallway, right past your stunned-still form as if you weren't there, grabbing at the pair of them, starting to yank at their outfits as they thrash and kick trying to escape.\n\n"RUN!" Kuroneko calls, kicking one ant-student away as another manages to yank on the front of her top, spilling one breast free. "JA- YUREI, RUN, GET OUT OF HERE!"\n\n"Don't be a hero, GO!" Shuen adds as his gi top is yanked off completely.\n\n<hr>\n[[Run!|QOMeta]]\n\n[[... No.|QOMeta2x3]]

"Kevin!" you blurt.\n\n"Okay, okay, yeah, thoughts for later or something. But c'mon, Jamie, this is like... superpowers or something," Kevin says, reaching an arm out in front of him. He seems to be focusing on it... then gives a soft 'oooo' as his arm starts stretching out further and further without him even moving. Eventually he rests his palm on the wall, his arm stretched into a long tube in front of him... then wobbling and shaking as it quickly retracts, snapping back to its original shape. "Cool!"\n\n"H-how did you do that?!" you ask, eyes wide.\n\n"It's actually really easy, you just stretch your arm out in front of you like normal, and then keep stretching it, like you're trying to reach for something that's far away," Kevin answers, once again stretching his arm out, this time bending it back and forth a little as it moves.\n\nTentatively, you reach your arm out and try to do as Kevin said... and yelp a bit as your arm stretches out several inches, your startlement making it snap back and wobble. Still, after a few more times, it's less shocking... actually it sort of feels good in a weird way, your body moving and stretching out like that with a soft 'slllllp' noise sort of like rubber being pulled on.\n\n"This is some serious superhero stuff, for sure," Kevin asserts, then blinks at some crashing noises from outside. "Hey, what's that?" he asks, hurrying to unlock the door and rush out, leaving the candy bars and his bag behind. Groaning at his enthusiasm, you grab your shirt and hurry to pull it on as you follow... a feat made somewhat easier by your body bending and squishing slightly with your motions to let the shirt slip into place.\n\nOutside, you stumble to a stop beside Kevin. A car is careening down the street, several police cars giving furious chase. The driver and passenger are both wearing ski masks and black 'tactical' clothing, and there's a pile of bags in the back seat, one of them sending $100 bills fluttering into the air.\n\n"Holy crap, dude, an authentic bank robbery!" Kevin says, a bright gleam in his eyes. "We should totally do something with these powers!"\n\n"W-what?! Kevin, I don't think-!"\n\n"No, dude, c'mon, you're the bigger fan of superhero stuff, what should we do?!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Grab the bags.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[Grab the crooks.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[Follow them.|QOKevScheme8x4]]\n\n[[Nothing.|QOKevScheme]]

You open and close your mouth in shock as your aunt straightens up, briefly revealing the trimmed thatch of brown hair above her pussy before the hem of her blouse falls to barely cover it. She steps forward and goes to her knees in front of you, hands shamelessly moving to undo the front of your jeans and then tug them and your underwear down, your hips reflexively lifting to let her do so. She coos as your stiff prick pops free, smiling at it as she wiggles your jeans off along with your socks and sneakers. "Not bad at all, sweetheart," she purrs, wrapping her hand around your shaft and giving it a few much more experienced strokes than Maya's awkward jerks, her wrist twisting with a practiced motion.\n\nYou gasp loudly, hips jerking at her strokes, staring down with wide eyes as your aunt leans forward and wraps her mouth around your cockhead, enclosing it in warm wetness and immediately starting to roll her tongue around it. Those familiar whiskey-brown eyes look up at you, meeting yours as she begins bobbing her head, tongue working the underside of your prick as you whimper and tremble.\n\nYour aunt runs her hands up and down your bare thighs, her lips curled up in a bit of a grin around your cock. Her head twists lightly back and forth as she moves, barely pausing as your tip nudges the opening of her throat, and then you're being sheathed in that squeezing, sucking tightness. You can't help but have the thought that your late uncle was a very lucky man, your head arching back and eyes closing as you moan loudly, before forcing yourself to look at her again. Aunt Lina actually winks at you, before sliding her mouth down completely over your cock, tongue teasing at the meeting of your shaft and sack.\n\nYou're not experienced enough to hold back in the face of that, and with a soft cry you start spilling down her throat. Your aunt pulls back to just the head in your mouth, one hand moving to cup and fondle your balls, encouraging you to empty them completely into her mouth as she swallows repeatedly. Only once your cock has stopped twitching and spurting does she draw back, smiling up at you again as she unbuttons her blouse and shrugs out of it, similarly quickly doing away with her bra, her large breasts hanging heavy and still rather firm as they're freed.\n\nYou swallow loudly as she leans forward and wraps them around your cock, kneading them to work them against your shaft. You whimper softly at the feeling of your cock being almost surrounded by that soft-firm smoothness, and then gasp loudly again as she leans forward and slips her mouth over your cockhead again. She rolls her eyes up to watch your face again as she works her tits against your prick and swirls her tongue around your cockhead. After a few minutes, she straightens up and sits back on her heels, with a very prim, businesslike fashion reaching out to snag the plastic grocery bag and pulling the box of condoms out of it. \n\nYou tremble a little as she uses both hands to place the condom at the tip of your cock and roll it down into place, sheathing you in it. Then she moves to straddle your lap, the underside of your rubber-coated prick rubbing along the pudgy lips of her pussy before she reaches down, nudging you into place as she lifts her hips. Then you moan as she slides down on you, feeling hot and surprisingly tight despite the layer of latex separating the two of you. You reach around her, grabbing her generous ass and feeling your fingers sink in a bit, her heavy tits swaying in front of you and brushing against your face as she starts to move.\n\n"You like Aunt Lina's pussy, sweetheart?" she coos as she begins riding your lap, ass slapping against your thighs and driving you into the cushions. "Make you feel a bit better about not getting to fuck that cute teenage piece of ass?"\n\nYou can only answer with desperate, eager moans, bucking up into her as much as you can, squeezing her ass and hauling her down against you by your grip on it. Your aunt feels free to be much more verbal, her sweet but mature voice ringing out with praise for your 'hard teenage prick' among other things. With the sound of her in your ears, the sight of those big fat tits bouncing and wobbling in your face, and the feel of her pussy squeezing around you and dripping on your balls, it's only the thorough draining she gave them earlier that lets you hold on for any real amount of time. But eventually you thrust up hard against her, groaning as you fill the condom with your load.\n\nAfter another minute of bouncing atop you and finally giving a long, sweet cry, Aunt Lina wiggles her hips for a moment before swinging off of you, your still mostly-hard cock sliding out of her, the reservoir at the tip of the condom bulging with your cum. She reaches down to slip it off of you and tie a knot in it, setting it aside but still in view, as if it were a bit of a trophy. Then she grins at you.\n\n"There's still three more in there. Why don't we order a pizza... and then use at least two more?" she suggests, winking at you and making you blush.\n\nEventually the pizza boy arrives, making some rather amusing noises when your aunt answers the door in nothing but her blouse, which is barely buttoned up enough to cover her tits and barely long enough to cover her pussy. Once the two of you have eaten, she lets you take her doggy-style right there in the kitchen, pounding your latex-sheathed prick into her from behind and seeing her ass jiggle from your hips slapping into them and her tits wobble. For the third one, she takes you to her bedroom, having you lay back and then riding you good and hard, tits bouncing and swaying heavily as she pounds herself down on you like she's trying to drive you through the mattress.\n\nYou're pleasantly exhausted by the time she leads you to the door and moves in to hug you, bare tits pressing against you as she kisses your cheek. "Come back on Wednesday afternoon, dear," she says with a smile, ruffling your hair. "I'll have some more condoms for you then, and we can fool around some more. You still have the one to use with Maya if you can manage, right?"\n\nYou nod, cheeks red as you turn to walk home in the evening dimness.\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOLina1x2]]

Too shocked and confused to think of doing anything else, you do your best to keep feining sleep, even as your mother continues to work her head over your cock, starting to slide the engorged length down her throat bit by bit. But it only takes a few times of your mother's voice quagging on your dick before you can't hold back anymore, a veritable torrent of thick, hot cum spurting out of your cock and filling her mouth. You hear her moan and feel a slight shudder go through her hands, the moan turning into a sound low in her throat as she apparently cums just from having you blow your load in her mouth. She continues to pump her hand and squeeze your balls lightly, milking you dry before popping her mouth off of your cock and letting it fall to thump limply against your belly.\n\nAfter a second her hands move to gently tuck your cock and balls back under your pants, which she settles back into position before you hear her feet padding across the carpet and then your door settling closed. You peek an eye open a little to make sure she's gone, then sit up, your head swimming. Just... wow.\n\nOnce you've collected yourself a bit, you hop up and pull down your pants yourself, looking down at your cock. Though it's gone limp and is swaying between your legs, it's definitely still at big-for-a-pornstar size... and smeared here and there with lip gloss, which makes you blush all the brighter again. What the heck's happened?!\n\n<hr>\n[[You need to find help for this!|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[Maybe it will go away on its own.|QOKevScheme4x2]]

"Ke-, Shuen's right, we're already almost there, I think, we'd just have to come back all this way if we leave now," you murmur, making yourself stand upright and then finding the energy to hurry towards the bathroom.\n\n"Hey, bet it feels weird being in here, huh?" Kevin asks once the three of you are inside, having reached up and removed his mask before grinning at Maya.\n\n"Eh," she replies with a shrug, twirling the band of her goggles around one finger.\n\n"Huh? Man that's no fair, it'd feel weird goin' in the girls' bathroom for me! Let's go now!"\n\n"Fine, but I bet that's like... the opposite of a safe room and you'd be instantly enslaved or something," Maya scoffs, then frowns at him. "Stop thinking about it."\n\n"I-I'm not!" Kevin stammers back, before huffing. "Anyway. Hey, Roberta?" He jumps a little as the yellow-glowing phantasmal girl appears between him and Maya... but so does one with glowing silver lines standing beside you. "Uh, wow, I thought you said there couldn't be two of you, or something?"\n\n"There's not," the one in yellow says in an 'obviously' tone. "There's only ever one Roberta. I'm Roberta, that's Hero," she continues, pointing towards the silver-glowing one.\n\n"Hihi~!" the other says, raising her hand and wiggling her glowing silver nailed fingers at all of you.\n\n"... Okay you completely lost me on this one," you mutter with a glance between the two.\n\n"Apparently the way that we knowledge spirits can become distinct is through the person we're bonded to going through a massive change of their own cognition. It's not an outside change, but more like... hm." Hero curls a hand around her chin as she floats up and into a sitting position with her legs crossed. She briefly pauses to push back her hood, revealing a much longer fall of silvery hair that drifts as if underwater, running her fingers through it before she continues. "Okay, so think of it like this. Music is deeply tied to how humans think and feel. It is, by its very nature, designed to evoke feelings and imagery inside of us. Every time you listen to a song that resonates with you in some way, it's like it plants a 'seed' inside of you that's almost like a whole different person, even if that person is just an aspect of yourself. In certain moments, where you're faced with dire circumstances in the mindscape, those seeds can 'sprout'... helping you to become the person you were in some way when you were listening to that song."\n\n"And since we're beings of pure knowledge and cognition tied to you, we in some way <i>become</i> that song, essentially," Roberta picks up. "In this case, Jamie's decision to face up to what was happening and fighting to change it resonated with a particular song he heard, and so his Roberta became 'Hero'."\n\n"Shouldn't she have, like, a tight little fanservicey outfit and a mask of her own then?" Maya speaks up, looking over at the drifting Hero who just grins at her.\n\n"It's not that literal, and even then there's a lot of different ways to interpret what a hero is. Even if there weren't, it's more about a 'feeling'... the song made Jamie feel bright and uplifted and like he was filled with light, so." She shrugs, sending a brief pulse of rainbow colors through the silver of her hair.\n\n"Yeah, but sneaking's done for," Kevin says after a moment. "That coat totally says 'pay attention to me'."\n\nYou glance down and have to admit he's right... though it's weird, the thought of standing out and being visible doesn't absolutely terrify you like it did before. You don't exactly feel like you want to try out for the lead in the school play, it's more just the existential dread of being noticed that's disappeared somewhere in that burst of light and song of before.\n\n"Once he concentrates on going back into 'stealth mode' it should work again... light and color are used for lots of invisibility effects after all," Hero says placidly. "But for now we should focus more on the fact that his change of cognition and my individualization have pretty much exhausted him."\n\n"It's cool, Maya has a Mountain Dew in her lunch," Roberta announces breezily.\n\n"Yeah, but pretty sure that was with my normal clothes that all disappeared when we came inside this weird place, it's not like I can just pull it out of my-" Maya says as she makes a sarcastic gesture of reaching in the general vicinity of her pantied rear... then blinks as she finds herself holding a foil-wrapped can. Then her eyes go wide as she quickly wave a hand. "I didn't! I didn't! I swear to God I didn't have this in my-!"\n\n"We believe you!" you and Kevin both shout over her.\n\n"Nah, all the stuff you had with you before in your bags and things is still there, it's just sort of... abstracted," Roberta comments. "But anyway, since everything in here works on symbolism, a drink that's supposed to give you energy will just straight-up make you feel energized and not tired anymore."\n\n"Good to know for the future," Maya says as she hands the wrapped soda over to you.\n\nNodding gratefully, you peel off the foil and toss it in the trash can without really thinking... later on you'll wonder at the implications of leaving real-world trash in Sandra's mindscape. (Well, hopefully if you take down the Shell, everything in it will disappear, including detritus.) You take a few gulps, surprised at how you really do almost instantly start feeling less tired and more energized.\n\n"Okay, so like... Hero, can you... y'know, do stuff?" Kevin asks.\n\n"If you mean can I come out and fight in the Shell, yes, but only for brief periods. Jamie can call me out and have me do simple effects like slinging around energy blasts, but it'll take energy to do it... he'll get tired fast if he does it too much. So it's better to bring me out just to do something simple like throwing a blast of energy at somebody."\n\n"Seems like we oughtta have something to fight with too, if Jamie's got you and his bigass guns," Kevin adds.\n\n"Yeah, that was... not fun," Maya mutters, hugging herself and shuddering. "It's obvious we're way stronger than them, but there were just so many."\n\n"In safe areas like this, you should be able to create cognitions of your own," Roberta explains. "I should've said so earlier, I guess, but I guess I figured with three of you, you'd be able to handle it without forming weapons first, sorry."\n\n"Huh, so I can just make... whatever?" Maya says, holding up a hand... then blinking as an odd-looking long pistol with a cylindrical attachment on the back along with a shoulder brace appears. "Oh hey, cool!"\n\n"Aw yeah, gonna whip me out a big old Terminator style minigun, aw yis," Kevin coos, reaching for the air several times... then frowning as nothing happens. "Hey, what gives? Maya just did it like it was nothing!"\n\n"Symbolism, remember? Your weapon has to be thematic to your Shell Armor or it won't work," Roberta explains.\n\n"How the hell can she just make a submachine gun then, how's that thematic to her whole 'black cat' thing?!" Kevin demands, waving his hands at the scantily-clad goth catgirl.\n\n"It's a Calico," Maya replies smugly, resting the top of the gunbarrel against her shoulder.\n\nKevin shakes his fist at her briefly, before sighing and manifesting a long red staff. "I guess this'll do, then. Hm, maybe I should try firing ki bolts or something, if I can do thematic weapons."\n\n"So as long as we keep it thematic to ourselves in some way, we can make what we want?" you ask, glancing aside at Hero.\n\n"Yep. Of course some weapons are universal. Like if you wanted a go-to melee weapon..." Hero trails off, then shrugs. "Well, you are all weebs, after all."\n\nYou exchange a glance with Maya and Kevin... then, as one, all three of you reach to your hip and make an unsheathing motion, pulling out katanas.\n\n"Oh."\n\n"Right."\n\n"Got it."\n\nYou tuck your new weeb weapon into the folds of your coat, which absolutely works, as does Maya just sticking hers to her back and Kevin putting his through his sash. "Alright, I guess we should continue on to fight Shell Sandra."\n\n"You could, or you could fight some more cognitions," Roberta notes. "It will gradually strengthen your own reality and your ability to inflict your will on mindscapes."\n\n"Plus sometimes Shells have items that are sufficiently cognitively solid that they can transition back to the real world with you," Hero adds. "Things like particularly relevant items to the mindscape's owner, or just really common real-world items, or money."\n\n"Wait, money?" Maya asks with a blink.\n\n"Yup. Cognitions built on the concept of people generally have some amount of money on them, because people in general are just assumed to have some money on them. If you saw a well-dressed guy walking down the street you wouldn't automatically assume his wallet is empty, right? The money from beating cognitions gets split up and goes into the same vague storage area as your normal clothes and possessions."\n\nYou exchange another glance at the others... so XP and money farming is a thing? But like... real money?\n\n<hr>\n[["... Let's focus on Sandra."|QOMeta]]\n\n[["... Well, a little grinding couldn't hurt."|QOMeta]]

"Ah, well, yeah, we should probably go," you murmur, telling your shoes rather than Tandy directly, as is often your wont with people. "We've got, um, a thing."\n\n"I see. Well, far be it from me to keep you from a thing!" Tandy says with a little giggle. "You two have a fun and flexible day, then!"\n\n'Flexible' seems to be an odd thing to wish someone, but you guess that's a good trait? Anyway, you and Kevin wish Tandy a good day in return before the two of you troop out of the shop, and then start heading for the nearby little public restroom building.\n\n"Can't we go back to your house and change?" you ask with a sigh, hunching your shoulders as you head into the multi-stall, multi-urinal room with Kevin. You have a sense that he's somehow doing something illegal as he actually turns the lock on the door, though you have no clue if it actually is.\n\n"No, dude, the whole point of changing here is so that my parents or Tanya won't see us and start asking questions," Kevin answers, moving to set the box of chocolate bars on the sink counter.\n\nSighing, you nod, and in a hurry to get this over with, grab your shirt and pull it off. It gets stuck around your hand and you wind up yanking a few times until it comes free. As you start to set it on the counter, you notice Kevin staring at you. "... What?" He points rather dramatically at one of your arms, and you look, only to let out a shriek. "WHA?!"\n\nYour arm has... bent. Where it's not really supposed to bend, specifically in the middle of the forearm. Some of your fingers have twisted in rather unnatural ways too. With the lack of pain, though, your first sensation is somehow to flail your arm, as if working out the kinks in a bit of cloth. The crazy thing is, it works. Your motions cause your bent forearm to sproing back into place, your fingers realigning as well. Both you and Kevin stare at your arm as it wobbles a little, making an actual audible sound a bit like a jello commercial before it finally goes still.\n\n"... Uh... dude, are you alright?" Kevin asks, reaching over to poke at your arm.\n\n"I mean... it doesn't hurt or anything," you admit, at the moment too shocked to freak out further. "I guess it kinda felt like a bit of pressure but... hey!" you squeak as he squeezes your arm... and it compacts considerably more than it ought to between his fingers. When he releases, it maintains the impression of his hand for a second before you flex your arm, and it springs back to its usual shape.\n\n"That's wild," Kevin murmurs in awe... then raises one of his own hands to stare at it. He takes hold of one of his fingers, then slowly bends it backwards... and further, and further, until it's laying across the back of his hand. Then he shakes his hand slightly, grinning broadly as it flips back into place with a soft 'sproing'. "Dude, it must be some kind of reaction to that taffy we ate!"\n\n"W-we should see a doctor or something," you stammer, squirming in place.\n\n"Why? It's not like it hurts or anything," Kevin comments, twisting his shoulders slowly... and giving a soft 'whoa' as his back bends further and further, until he's almost backwards. He lets himself spring back into position. "It's like this on our whole bodies! ... Whoa, hey..."\n\n"What now?!"\n\n"I mean... you could probably suck your own dick like this," Kevin muses aloud, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.\n\n<hr>\n[[... probably...|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[What no!|QOKevScheme8x3]]

Once the two of you have bled off some of the leftover arousal from your experience with the ram demon, you redress and both of you set off for the location of Astaroth's vault. It's a much longer walk this time, but you feel far better than you did the other two walks. The Coat of Passage apparently helps a lot... you suppose you've already started the first steps to becoming a demon.\n\n"So are these, like... doors that are unlocked by the bracelet and aura? Or didn't you mention something about a guardian?" you ask Mallory.\n\n"Physical barriers can only prove so effective against demons no matter how much you magic them, so Astaroth didn't bother with them," your demon lover explains. "But there are some creatures out there that are the bane of almost any demon, like the powered-up green slimes."\n\n"So these are other demon creatures?"\n\n"Sort of. They're demons but more like animals I guess?" Mallory ventures. "Astaroth didn't entirely trust even her Scions, because anything with its own mind could theoretically be swayed or reconsider, eventually. These are just mindless things that obey the instinct Astaroth imbued them with. I don't know exactly what they are, just that the second will likely let us past without a problem. The first, ah... the first might be kind of hungry, you may need to appease it a little even though you're wearing the bracelet."\n\n"Of course," you answer with a sigh that's not as long-suffering as it could be. Eventually the two of you approach a crumbling tower several stories high, unassuming and made of plain grey stone. Mallory leads the way in and spends a few minutes poking around before pulling aside a bunch of dried vines, revealing a passageway down instead of up. The two of you make your way in, Mallory summoning a ball of light that hangs over his shoulder. The stairway spirals down and further down, until eventually opening up into a large, cavernous room that stretches out to the sides and high above, with the sound of water dripping from somewhere in the distance. You look around, then up, jumping a bit as you notice a strange slimy-looking greyish growth all over the ceiling... and give a small shriek as parts of it stretch down and towards you, one bulging, dripping tentacle opening the tip to reveal a large eyeball.\n\n"The bracelet, show it the bracelet!" Mallory squeaks, flailing his arms and taking a half-step back.\n\nYou nervously raise your wrist with the bracelet up in front of the eye. It blinks once... then actually nods. But all the same, a pair of tentacles reach towards you, and you squeak as they nudge aside your loincloth. You gasp loudly as one pushes deep into your ass and the other slides over your stiffening cock, starting to suck and pulsate around it. "Does <i>everything</i> here molest you?!" you whine, squirming in place as the creature milks you, your breath starting to come in panted gasps as you twist your hips, uncertain whether to thrust back against the tentacle plunging into your ass or forward against the one slurping your prick.\n\n"Yeah pretty much," Mallory answers with a shrug, having quickly calmed down and pulled out his own cock, stroking it rather absently while he watches the guardian work you over.\n\nOnce you cry out and feed the tentacle in front a nice thick load of cum, it retracts all three tentacles back up into its mass on the ceiling. You smooth your loincloth back into place and huff at Mallory, who just grins sweetly, and the two of you set off through one of several tunnels, apparently marked in such a way that your lover knows which one to take. The passage eventually seems to terminate in what looks like some sort of... flesh wall, pinkish-purple and vaguely pulsating. "I think this is the second guardian, the one we needed the Coat of Passage to get by," Mallory says after eyeing it. "If it really has worked, we should be able to walk right through."\n\nYou take a deep breath and nod, reaching out for his hand before you both step forward and against the meat wall. It parts around you, and it's a bit like walking through a sheet of water except you come out dry on the other side. You blink and look around at a room lit by numerous floating, gently bobbing blue orbs, casting the pale marble of the statue that dominates the center of the room in the same color. It's a bit over six feet tall, obviously scaled to life size, of a generously-proportioned and beautiful female demon, smiling wickedly, every detail of her nude marble body exquisitely detailed. There are three non-carved things though... the black collar around her throat, the open book resting on one outstretched hand, and the sword resting upright beneath her other hand, its blade a gleaming black mirror.\n\n"The Regalia of Astaroth," Mallory whispers, before squealing and grabbing your hands, jumping up and down. "Jamie, we did it! We really did it! We got the Regalia of Astaroth!"\n\n"We did it!" you laugh happily along with him, not even caring that your loincloth is flapping all over the place as you hop.\n\n"Now you can become a demon, and there's no way that we won't be able to use the full set to do some seriously awesome things! No one's gonna be able to pull us apart!" Mallory enthuses, grinning brightly, his red eyes sparkling.\n\nYou smile back at him, then turn and walk to the statue, eyeing it. It looks like you can just pick up the pieces... which one first, though?\n\n<hr>\n[[Sword.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Collar.|QOInc2x11]]\n\n[[Book.|QOInc]]

You hesitate for long moments, then let out a sigh as you move to sit down on the bed a bit separated from him, flopping your hands in your lap. "... I'm a girl," you say after another bit of hesitation.\n\n"Uh, dude, I've seen you change clothes, you are not a girl," Kevin replies, frowning lightly. Then he blinks and tilts his head. "Or, I mean, do you mean like, you know, you're... uh, what's the right word...?"\n\n"Yes. I mean, no," you hedge, before sighing and putting your hands to your head. "It's not like that, but... okay, I'll try and explain."\n\nYou give Kevin a much-abbreviated version of the events from your weekend at your brother's, explaining how you originally got set up on a date with a cute crossdresser because of what you saw. You can see Kevin shifting in place a bit as you explain, and you're not sure if it's in mild discomfort or... something else. But you continue on to explaining how when the time came, your "date" wound up completely dominating you and making you admit you weren't really a man.\n\n"And at the end of the school year, Emi and his brother are going to put me through... training," you murmur, glancing down. "I guess that they'll eliminate the last of my masculinity and... I dunno, probably teach me how to dress, do my makeup, turn me into whatever their idea of a 'real girl' is." You sigh. "I mean, it makes sense, right? I was never that great at being a guy anyway, so..."\n\n"Hey, Jamie, knock it off with that bullshit, huh?" Kevin's expression had been growing more serious over your last few sentences, and now he grips your shoulders and twists you to face him. "You've never been 'crap at being a guy', okay? Look I always thought you should be more, I dunno, outgoing or confident or something, but that doesn't make you bad at being a guy! That's not what being a guy even is! You're a guy by being you, and you're a man by... I dunno, just deciding what being a man is to you."\n\nHe hesitates, looking a little embarrassed by his outburst of sincerity, or maybe because he's made you blush and stare at him. But after a second he continues. "Look, if this is what you actually, really want... like you're <i>happy</i> with it... then fine, that's your choice. But if it's not what you want, tell me, I'll do something about it. I mean, I dunno what, but we'll figure something out, this guy can't be <i>that</i> powerful. I'll keep you safe, I promise. Just... I mean, tell me what you want!"\n\n<hr>\n[[You want the training.|QOBro3x7]]\n\n[[You don't want the training.|QOBro]]\n\n[[You want to kiss him.|QOBro]]

You want to avoid drawing attention, mostly... it's worked out for you in life so far!\n\nYou gasp loudly as you feel the energy racing through your body take on new purpose, flying along specific channels rather than building to some sort of overload. It floods through you and fills your arms, actually shrinking you several inches, your body becoming more compact, arms and legs still slender but taking on a slight muscle tone. As your butt perks up and rounds a bit despite being as small and pert as ever, you can feel your cock shrinking away, drawing inside you, a strange sensation on your crotch even as the scalemail loincloth draws up against your legs and hugs against you, gleaming metal turning into dull, supple black leather as it presses up against your new pussy and slides along the inner curves of your ass, the whole thing traveling up your body. Your chest poiks out into two barely there A-cup breasts, nipples going stiffer and puffier even as the bikini top covering them shifts and expands, turning baggy and growing downwards to meet the rising leather of your lower garment, which keeps sliding upward. Astaroth's collar shifts and withdraws, becoming a more standard black leather collar with small silver studs as the black leather one-piece hugs over your chest beneath your new black hoodie garment, then spreads up to hug your neck in a high collar.\n\nYou grit your teeth as you can feel several of them sharpening, looking down at your twitching hands as they turn blue, the nails becoming a glistening, almost obsidian-like black. You can feel a strange tingling heat in your eyes even as the room becomes brighter and comes into sharper focus. Your hair, which had been drifting around your shoulders, draws up and pulls in close again, turning short, with the drifts of it falling in front of your eyes becoming a bright red. Leggings much like Mallory's appear, sheathing your legs and leaving your toes and heels bare, your toenails turning lustrous black as well and sharpening to points. You can feel an intense pressure along the sides of your head, your growing-in horns brushing against your ears as they lengthen slightly and taper to points, even as a hole opens in the base of your one-piece so that the pressure at the base of your spine can be released, your new spade-tipped tail pushing out gradually behind you.\n\nOnce the sensation fades, you're left breathing heavily, turning your hands back and forth to stare at them, then patting yourself down. Yes, that's... two (tiny) boobs and no penises. ... Hunh. You lift your head to find Mallory staring at you. "... Geez Jamie, you're a girl. Like an actual girl. Why'd you turn into a girl?"\n\n"I-I didn't do it on purpose!" you blurt out, tail lashing behind you in agitation. "I just... I was thinking of what you said, about all the dangers of being noticed by a more powerful demon or something, and I thought... I thought it'd be good if no one noticed me or felt threatened by me, or... something!"\n\n"Hm, that'd make sense then, I guess." Mallory cups his chin a bit, looking you up and down. "Girl demons are usually less powerful than guy demons." At your flat look and glance at the nearby statue of Astaroth, he puts up his hands. "Hey, hey, it's not like it's some kinda rule, that's just how it is. These planes kinda function on rape, if you've got something that makes it easier to rape with by default..."\n\n"... Okay, point." You rub your face with both hands, sighing. Then you can't help but pout a little as you drop your hands. "S-so... me being an actual girl... you... I mean, are you... do you...?"\n\n"Mmm, well, I gotta admit, I'll miss your cock," Mallory muses aloud as he walks over to you, looking you up and down. Then he grins broadly and grabs you by the thighs, making you squeak as he lifts you up and braces you back against the statue of Astaroth. You can feel his tail brushing against the crotch of your one-piece before pulling it aside, and then let out a long moan as he pushes up into your virgin pussy, claiming you for the first time again. "Buuuut I love this you, too. 'Sides, you'll learn to grow a cock again in time!"\n\n"Aaaa, Mallory," you whimper, your own tail almost reflexively wrapping around his still-covered balls and giving them a squeeze as he starts thrusting into you. His cock is spreading your pussy open nice and wide and deep and it feels the same but also so different and so good. You cry out as he begins really fucking you, pressing your back against the white marble, your head bumping lightly against the statue's stone breasts. You open your now black-scleraed, yellow-irised eyes and peek up at the statue as you're pounded against it, and can't help but feel like Astaroth is looking down at you with smug approval as you're claimed against her image.\n\nOnce Mallory has spilled his load in you after bringing you to multiple squealing, gasping orgasms, you settle your feet back on the ground, cum dribbling out of your slightly spread blue pussy before you tug your one-piece back into place. Rubbing your hips a bit, you turn back to the statue, then lift the book out of its hand while Mallory wriggles the sword out from under its other one. He hefts the heavy thing carefully, shifting his grip a little. "These are powerful artifacts... I bet we could go right at a Demon Lord with these! We could have our own castle Jamie! Servants, luxuries!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Let's do it!|QOInc]]\n\n[[You'd rather live quietly. At least for now.|QOInc]]

Oh, c'mon, everyone's wondered it at least once, right? What life would be like on the other side of things? So after a moment you write 'What would it be like if I was a girl?' on the line below 'Tonight's Dream', then recap the pen and close the journal. And actually jump a little in surprise. The closed eye on the cover is open now, revealing a gleaming yellow dome with a detailed, slightly silvery-black pupil and little flecks of gold throughout the bright amber of the sclera, and a deep metallic scarlet all around the edge. What in the...? You flip the cover back open, looking along the binding for whatever mechanism you tripped to open the flap, but don't find anything. ... Weird. Well obviously the book really is a pretty expensive thing to have such a gimmick, you think with a shrug, leaving it on the bedside table and tucking yourself in.\n\nAs you start to drift off, you almost immediately begin to dream... nothing deep or detailed, just those sort of hazy vague impressions that come sometimes when your mind gets ahead of your body in starting its nightly imaginings. They're weird impressions too... you have the sort of feeling, as much as the image, of someone downloading a file from the internet. A compressed file that they extract into a directory. They move the cursor to one of the files, pause... then move it to the next file and click that instead, just as you fall entirely and deeply asleep.\n\n<hr>\n[[The Quiet Girl|QGStart2]]

Yeah... an awesome older sister, who'd dote on you and cherish you as the best little brother in the world. Unlike your actual jerk of an older brother Will who half the time seems to forget you're even alive. No, an ideal older sister would... just be... the bessszzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...\n\nWhen you wake up it's obviously full light outside, making you groan a bit at the huffing-at you're likely to get from your mother. You roll, half-literally, out of bed and slump your way into the bathroom, cleaning up a bit before coming back and putting your clothes from yesterday back on. (Worn for a half day yesterday, worn for the other half today, that's a full day, that's fine, right?) Rubbing at your face a bit and then looking at the clock, you wonder why your mother didn't actually come and wake you, since this is clearly past the time where she'd usually "young man" you. Shrugging, you decide to head downstairs, hoping to do something about your empty stomach.\n\n"Well hey there sleepy-head," your mother says in a shockingly not-chastising tone, grinning. "I wanted to wake you up, but your sister here convinced me that summer vacation a few days from your birthday is the perfect time to sleep all day."\n\nYour whole face lights up at who you see sitting on the couch beside her. "Mina!"\n\n"Heeeey little brother," Mina coos happily as she gets up and comes over to give you a hug. Your sister definitely takes after your mom in looks, leading to a lot of 'oh is this your younger sister?' compliments when they're out together, though she got a bit more of Dad's height (which thus far seems to have skipped you). Her honey-brown hair is done in a much longer braid than your mother's ponytail, and her clothing is obviously a bit more on the youthful side (more snug, stylish jeans rather than well-fitted "mom jeans" for one), but they definitely got a ton of family resemblance. "Stay up all night playing video games, huh?" she asks with affection, ruffling your hair just hard enough to make it clear it's a stand-in for a noogie.\n\n"Nah, just really tired," you answer sheepishly, ducking your head.\n\n"Hey, that happens too," she says with a grin... and slips something out of her waistband from behind and into your hands. "But you can stay up all night playing this one, 'kay?"\n\nYour eyes light up and your cheeks flush at the sight of the latest jiggle fighter game that was only available through select online retailers, quickly tucking it behind your own back as your mother rolls her eyes and stands too. "Honestly, you spoil him way too much, Mina, you're more like a grandmother."\n\n"Well gosh what does that say about you, Mother dear?" Mina replies in a creaky old woman's voice, laughing and raising her arm in mock-defense as Mom smacks her on the shoulder. Looking back at you she adds cheerfully, "Go put it away, then we'll go grab some lunch, 'kay? You must be starved."\n\n"'Kay!" you reply happily, racing upstairs at just under the speed that would keep you from getting a chastising from your mother. You return a few minutes later having put yourself in slightly more order, Mina smiling happily at you and petting your hair a bit before heading to the door, snagging her keys.\n\n"I'll try to have him back by the end of the week!" Mina calls, your mother snorting and rolling her eyes. \n\n"Oh wow, another new car?" you ask as the two of you step outside and you see Mina's latest two-seater opulencemobile, a sporty thing in her favorite color of dark blue. (Well, second favorite color, she said once she tried having a pink car for a while but couldn't stop feeling like she was constantly on the way to sell someone makeup when driving it.)\n\n"Just switched the lease again. Market did me a nice little bump so I figured why not treat myself and eat the fee?" Mina chirps, smirking and giving the keys a little twirl around her finger. "Hop in, little bro!"\n\n'This one is actually way nicer than Will's,' you think as you clamber into the passenger side of the car... then blink. Your forehead scrunches a little as you try to think. 'Who the heck is "Will"?'\n\n"Got a preference in pizza places, little bro, since I assume that's... whoa, is it really that deep a question?" Mina asks as she settles behind the wheel, grinning at you. "What's on your mind?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh! Nothing!"|QOSis2x2]]\n\n[["... Nothing."|QOSis]]

"So mental manipulation is really as strong as all that?" \n\n"If you use it right! Here, look..." Your mother scans over the crowds, then points out. "That girl's from your school, right?"\n\nYou look over and spot a girl you think is a year ahead of you, but that's about all you can recall. Her blonde hair is a bit fluffy and has part of it pulled into a ponytail on one side, with the rest left loose. She's got the typical white blouse and pleated skirt that are so popular with girls in Deviville, but she's mixed it up with baggy socks instead of thigh-highs. (Man all the popular girls in town are really such weebs, though they'd probably end your life if you said that.) She's also got a tan and has donned a number of bracelets and some pretty flashy fingernail polish.\n\n"Yeah, I guess," you acknowledge, since you realize your mom's waiting.\n\n"Alright, keep watching her," your mother urges, before propping her chin up in one hand and keeping her own eyes focused on the blonde, a calm smile on her lips.\n\nYou watch, but for a bit all that happens is that the girl continues to poke at her phone and play with her ponytail, apparently waiting for someone or something. But then you notice as her cheeks darken, and she shifts a little as if slightly uncomfortable. She does a quick glance upward, flapping at the partially unbuttoned front of her blouse. A sheen of sweat begins to appear on her tan skin... is she feeling hot? That must be it, because as you watch she continues to sweat, her blouse clinging up a bit more closely to her as she frowns, obviously uncomfortable. Once or twice she looks like she wants to move, but then she just settles in against the railing she's standing beside, obviously panting softly.\n\nGradually she begins to look a little desperate, biting her lip and glancing down at herself. Her hips rock and squirm, knuckles briefly paling as she squeezes against the top of the rail. Finally she does a few quick, nervous checks around, as if trying to see if anyone's watching her, and apparently not noticing either you or your mother looking right at her. Then she quickly slips her hands under her skirt, the sides of it lifting as she slips her fingers under the waistband of an almost neon pink flower-patterned g-string and slips it down, briefly flashing a glimpse of her pale, tan-lined pussy and crotch before her skirt falls back into place. She hurriedly works her panties over her loose socks and sneakers, then straightens up and leans on the railing, legs slightly spread and a relieved look on her face, the drape of blue cloth the only thing hiding her now bare slit from public view. After a moment she shoves the panties dangling from her hand into her purse, then slinks towards the smoothie stand, her blouse partially transparent and showing her bra.\n\n"And that's how it's done," your mouth chirps, reaching over to nudge your jaw up and back into place and turn your head back towards her.\n\n"W-what was that? Mind control?"\n\n"No, mind control's difficult to do and often a bit of a bludgeon... I doubt you'll have the power to outright change someone's thoughts or force them to do things for awhile yet. This is actually the power of suggestion... it's not changing someone's thoughts or making them think a certain way, it's more placing thoughts or feelings inside their head that seem to them to be their own."\n\n"Um. I don't get the difference...?"\n\n"Alright well, mind control would be if I just sent to her 'take off your panties' and she was forced to do it. Or even 'you want to take off your panties', which would make her want to do it even if she didn't actually do it. Instead what I did was build up to that result slowly, gradually, by feeding her a steady stream of believable thoughts and sensations, and then eventually slipping a slightly unreasonable one in there once she was too flustered and scattered to fight against how unreasonable it was." Laughing a little at your somewhat blank look, she explains, "I started with a simple one, that she felt warm. It's certainly not a reach for that one, she knows it's plenty warm outside and heating up, she'd accept that very easily. And once I had her feeling warm, it wasn't hard at all to start building that up until she felt hot. You noticed her looking up, she was blaming the climate control malfunctioning, partly because I gave her a little nudge towards thinking that with another suggestion."\n\n"What about those times it looked like she was going to leave?"\n\n"She was thinking about moving out from under the 'malfunctioning vent' or getting something cold to drink. You'll find that once you start using your mental powers it's easy enough to monitor someone's thoughts, especially if you're already focusing on sending to them. Whenever she thought about doing something to alleviate the heat, I offered another excuse she'd plausibly make for herself... 'It's too hot to even walk anywhere', or 'It takes too long to make a drink everyone in line would see and smell me sweating'. Things like that. Eventually I slipped in the thought: 'Maybe I'd be cooler without my panties.' An odd thought, but she was too focused on feeling overheated and desperate by then to notice how odd it was. I built on that a bit more, having her focus on feeling like a lot of the heat and sweltering feeling was between her legs, providing her with longing fantasies about how good a breeze would feel on her bare pussy. And eventually she decided on her own to take them off. So you see, I didn't force her to, I just created a mental state where she'd want to."\n\n"Huh." You process that for a few moments, then frown a little. "So what if you'd just started out with 'I'd like to take off my panties'?"\n\n"She'd probably have almost instantly dismissed that," your mother replies, shrugging. "People have odd little whims or random urges all the time, hardly any get acted on. Most of us are too disciplined to even buy a hot cookie every time the urge takes us, let alone deciding to strip and go commando in the middle of a mall. She might have wondered why she had such a thought, but she'd almost certainly just chalk it up to a flight of fancy and forget about it. Only the extremely lacking in willpower or the incredibly impulsive would be prone to act on any whim put into their heads like some sort of Jedi Mind Trick."\n\n"Oh. What about more extreme stuff?"\n\n"Like 'Suck off that cute boy in the middle of this crowd'?" Your mother giggles a little at your resultant blushing and squirming. "Though I'm assuming you also mean the potential for crueler things, like trying to urge someone to suicide. No, dear, I don't think you were considering doing that, but it's a valid concern to have for others. Putting extreme thoughts like that into someone's head can actually be dangerous... they're so far out of the norm that the person realizes how aberrant and shocking they are. But since the thought still seems to come from themselves, they're likely to be a bit worried and upset, wondering why they've suddenly had such a thought. And of course the more discomfited they become, the more susceptible they are to more extreme thoughts being put in their head. And they might eventually act on them, if only because they think they've gone insane and don't have any choice."\n\n"Yikes."\n\n"Indeed, yikes. So be careful about the thoughts you put into someone's head and consider your goal carefully, then work back from there."\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOFam2x4]]

Probably best to take this stuff back, right? You don't want to get in trouble, either, not after the exhileration of actually stopping a robbery. You turn and zip back in the direction of the bank, sneaker soles pounding the pavement as you head back that way.\n\nThere are a ton of cop cars around, as you might expect, as well as an ambulance. You're a little intimidated by the sight of all those officers with guns, so as you're approaching you take advantage of your apparently much faster reactions to try and pick out someone who seems less likely to freak out and shoot you right off the bat. After a few moments you spot a tall woman standing near the edge of things, staring thoughtfully at the building. She has long, straight black hair, and is wearing a button-up white shirt, open black jacket, and black slacks, with the glint of a badge hanging from a folder at her belt. She looks like a cool customer, you think, settling on running over to her and screeching to a halt.\n\nOf course that does seem to startle her a bit even so, and she whirls around to face you, red(!) eyes going a bit wide and hand ducking inside her jacket. But it doesn't come back out, just staying there as she takes a half-step back as you drop the bags. "I think someone lost these," you announce, your best attempt at heroic banter. ... Which when you think about it isn't very good, but you're new at this.\n\nThere are a few shouts of surprise as some of the other cops start to notice you, and you tense up (feeling your tail fluff out) as others actually do draw their guns at that. But the black-haired detective quickly snaps, "Stand down!" at them, gradually sliding her hand back out of her jacket (empty, thankfully). "Who are you?"\n\n"Um. Just someone passing by," you answer, grinning at her and trying not to let it be too sheepish. "I was able to catch up to their car and grab those, I don't know if it's everything but it's all I saw."\n\nShe darts a quick glance down at the bags, then back at you, nodding slowly. "Thank you. But there are a lot of questions that need answers right now... even if you were just a witness, we need to question you, let alone involving yourself in this. ... Or any other questions," she adds, glancing you up and down. (Is it your imagination, or do those red eyes linger just the tiniest bit on your crotch?) "I'd like to ask you to come with us."\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOHTP]]\n\n[[Agree, but only with her.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOHPT]]

You pass Hopita a bottle of elf nectar.<<set $elfnectar -= 1>><<set $fd += 100>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

You shake your head and keep walking. Those guys are big, and at least one of them looks like he's been held back at least once. Even if you were inclined to help them, you can frankly just as easily picture one of them punching you in the face just for trying to talk to them.\n\nHowever, as you're walking along, you hear a rather similar conversation, though this time it's from a group of girls wearing dual-tone shirts, pleated skirts, and thigh-highs in basic colors... this semester's Popular Girl wear.\n\n"Like, I heard they got stung or something."\n\n"By what, bees?"\n\n"Nooooo, stupid, I mean someone did a sting operation on them."\n\n"Ohhh."\n\n"He got totally busted and now <i>nobody</i> in town under twenty-one is gonna have a great Halloween party, an' junk," the third mutters dejectedly, shaking her head.\n\n"No jello shots. No <i>shots</i>," the first huffs. "How can we have a totally raging party without shots?"\n\nYour ears perk. Again, this seems like just the sort of problem your deal with Tanya could solve. And popular girls seem considerably less likely to punch your lights out for talking to them... maybe just laugh. ... Which you're not sure if it would be worse. Still... they are all really pretty, even if sort of weirdly uniform. You could be their knight in shining armor... well, maybe not, but it might be nice to make them smile, at least...\n\n<hr>\n[[Offer to help.|QOKevPorn6x2]]\n\n[[Nope, just keep going.|QOKevPorn7x1]]

Huh. That's kind of a weird, interesting concept. You click that icon, and the screen instantly turns blue, with just a sort of generic gold badge shining in the center of it. You turn the screen to look at it, trying to see if there are any more details-\n\nAnd are suddenly filled with an overwhelming and unshakable sense of your own authority and power. It's like a swell of confidence so heady it almost hits like a drug, filling you up with the sense that you are allowed to do anything, ask anything, be-\n\nYou'd lowered the screen in contemplation of the sense of it, and the feeling lasts for several more moments before you shake it off. Whoa. You only even <i>kind</i> of looked at it, too! You seem to have pretty firmly proven that it works, to yourself. Heck you've proven that it works <i>on</i> yourself. That was...!\n\nYou glance at the screen, almost tempted to look again for that rush of sort of self-righteousness, before you shake it off. No, no, that's dangerous. That could genuinely get addictive, if you let yourself go, you'd become even worse than the sort of person that spends every waking hour arguing about how correct you are about everything on social media.\n\nStill, with a renewed sense that the app is for real, you do still want to try it out on someone else. You get up and head downstairs, finding your mom in the midst of making dinner. You wrinkle your nose a bit at the particular smell of vegetables... that blend can only mean one thing, a particular type of vegetable casserole she makes occasionally that is, quite frankly, your most loathed dish on the face of the Earth.\n\n'Well, I feel a little bit better about this now,' you think as you walk over, holding up your phone displaying the badge symbol. "Hey, Mom, I'm gonna need your attention for a minute."\n\n"Hm?" she says, glancing over with a distracted air, before her eyes hit the screen. She blinks several times, then takes on a slightly nervous but also rather servile air, quickly arranging the pans before turning towards you. "Oh! Well, of course, sweetheart, what seems to be the problem?" she asks.\n\nYou raise your eyebrow a little... what an interesting phrase. She obviously recognizes you're still her son, but that 'what seems to be the problem' was soooo obviously pulled-over talk. Trying to be breezy about it, so you can blow it off as a joke if it doesn't really work, you say, "I'm afraid that Broccoli Blast Casserole is now forbidden in this household."\n\n"Oh." Her face falls a bit, but she gives a rueful nod as if bowing to inevitability. "I didn't know, I'm sorry about that. Well, I'll get rid of all this then," she says with a sigh and a glance at the partially-prepared ingredients.\n\n"I think it's really best if we order pizza tonight," you add, still in that slightly officious tone.\n\n"Oh! Well, if you think so," she says, quickly adjusting and giving a nod. "We'll definitely do that, then, yes, don't worry. Is there anything else...?"\n\n<hr>\n[["No, that will be all."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["... I'm gonna need to do a strip search."|QOSJ]]

You head home in the morning, with no one the wiser of what occurred in the last twenty-four hours. Of course, there is a little bit of drama as your family discovers within the week that Katrina has left your brother and returned to Russia without any more explanation than that she's decided to do exactly that. Though luckily none of the drama falls on you... your mother does ask at one point if you noticed anything odd the night you stayed over, but you manage to play it off and answer 'no', and that's the end of that.\n\nEventually, things settle down from that, returning to normal. Except, well... you do try to keep in mind what Katrina said. As a favor to your bride of a few hours, if nothing else. 'You deserve good things.' Maybe... hey, maybe you do. So you try a bit harder in school, you try a bit harder at social events. And amazingly enough, you find that you really can do it... you still get anxious as all hell when you try, but the more you try and the more your trying yields results, the less anxious you feel. It's always there, in the background, but so is that soft, accented voice in your ear, bringing back the scent of vanilla and rose as she leaned in close, the warmth of her kiss on your forehead.\n\n'You deserve good things.'\n\nYou make sure to work that into your valedictorian speech during your college graduation. You tell everyone that as long as they remind themselves, as long as they make themselves believe they deserve good things, they can make good things happen for themselves. You do leave Katrina's name out of it, of course, but you attribute the advice to 'your first love', which probably does surprise various people in the audience, and... isn't <i>strictly</i> true. But if you can't call your first wife your first love, well, what can you call her?\n\nYou're smiling a little at that thought as you arrive home, preparing for that night's parties. You've barely even walked away from the door when there's a knock at it. Blinking, you return to open it, exchanging pleasantries with the messenger and signing for the envelope. When you open it, you find a folded letter, and a check. At first expecting a graduation present from a relative, you glance at the amount, only to stare when you realize that there are far too many zeroes for that. Far too many. And the number in front of them isn't even a one. Of course, when you realize the check has been issued by a Russian bank, it's not hard to guess who it's from, and you hurry to unfold the letter.\n\n<i>Darling Jamie,\n\nI hope you don't think it boorish of me, but I have kept an eye on your progress from afar. And I must say I am very proud of you. I meant it when I said you deserved good things, and you did. And you made those good things happen for yourself, in spite of how easy it would have been for you to back down. The grades, the friends, all of that always came so easily to your brother... you worked for them. You struggled for them. You earned them. You deserve them. You are a better and stronger man than he is, and there are still times I wish I had been born later so that it would have been you and I that met instead.\n\nPlease do not take this money as a sign of guilt or an attempt to make up for what I did, though I do still occasionally feel ashamed of myself. Instead consider it an investment in the future. Your future. A worthwhile future. I know I can trust you not to be frivolous or careless with it, after all the hard work you've put in. Instead, simply make sure to use it to build the life you deserve.\n\nBecause you deserve good things.\n\nK.</i>\n\nYou stare at the letter, rereading the whole thing and various parts a few times. Finally you fold it back up and rub your palm across your face to smear away the tears, take a deep breath, and smile as you let it out. Maybe someday soon you'll have someone you can share this story with... or maybe you'll just keep it to yourself, as a personal treasure to remind you of an important person.\n\nYour first love.\n\n<b>Jamie's Cheating Brother</b> end - <i>You deserve good things</i>

Without the physical threat there, and with admittedly a few more personal reasons to hope they'll be grateful, you step over. "Uh, hey. Sor-" You wince as some of the girls immediately start giggling, but force yourself to continue. "Sorry to interrupt, but... I think I can help."\n\nTwo of them actually start to laugh at that, before the first hisses at them and smacks one on the shoulder. "Hush!" She steps forward, hands on her hips as she eyes you. "Your name's Jamie, right?"\n\n"Uh, y-yeah." You try not to die of shock that one of the popular girls actually knows you exist, let alone knows your name.\n\n"And you're friends with Kevin, aren't you?"\n\n"... Yeah?"\n\n<i>That</i> makes her grin, and she looks over at the other two. "Guys, that's Tanya's little brother." They both make happy squeals at that as she turns back to you. "So, what, you're saying you know Tanya?"\n\n"Y-yeah... she owes me a favor, I guess?" you venture, somehow feeling more uncertain despite them seeming much more confident in your abilities all of a sudden. "So I could probably have her get some stuff for you?"\n\n"Oh shit, oh shit, okay," the girl whispers in a rush, grabbing you by the arm and swinging you around to put your back against the lockers, pressing in close and doing a quick check for teachers while you're busy blushing. Then she looks back at you. "Okay, listen up. Like, you get us some stuff... tequila, vodka, whatever... enough to make plenty of jello shots and shots besides, and we will <i>totally</i> let you come to our party." She pauses, then grins wickedly. "I might even see if there's a girl there who likes shy little dorks." She does another quick glance around, then leans in to whisper, her breath warm on your ear. "Hell, I might decide <i>I</i> like shy little dorks."\n\nAll three giggle as they draw back and leave you blushing, the one in the lead holding out a finger and wagging it. "Just get it done and stuff, okay? My name's Brandi, once you tell Tanya, tell her I'll pick the stuff up from her, okay?"\n\n"O-Okay."\n\n"A little hard liquor for a Halloween party by my successors? Hell, Scrub, I'd almost feel bad not doing it anyway," Tanya announces later that day, pushing away from her computer desk and doing a spin, ending it facing towards you, a grin on her face. "Lemme guess, jello shots, right?"\n\n"And regular shots," you murmur, blushing partly in embarrassment that you're doing this, partly because that spin made it obvious Tanya's not wearing a bra at the moment.\n\n"Huh, stepping it up a little from my day, it was all about the jello shots then." Tanya hmms, leaning back and shifting her chair back and forth. You actually have to look away from her boobs swaying back and forth under her thin shirt, since you're starting to have more than a blush in reaction. "You said it was Brandi, right?"\n\n"Um, yeah, you know her?"\n\n"I like to keep an eye on all the clique kids in DJH and DH. They can be useful for my various... activities," she says with a smirk, holding her hands up and wiggling her fingers, somehow managing to imply with those some grand and nefarious criminal empire. "Still, Scrub, you're a lucky kid. If it's Brandi, she throws kinda girly parties."\n\n"That's... lucky?"\n\n"Yup! She's got a reputation for it. Which means that most of the guys she invited will go to some more normal mixer, and it'll be ninety percent hot chicks getting drunk on the booze you brought." Tanya actually laughs a little at your wide-eyed expression. "Scrub, when we made this deal, I don't think you could have asked for any sweeter payoff than this." She snickers a bit more, then mms. "Yeah, okay, I'll text Brandi and arrange a pickup. Question is, what should that pickup be?"\n\n"Huh?" You blink a bit.\n\n"She just asked you for enough for jello shots and some regular shots, right?" At your tentative nod, she snorts and shrugs. "Child's play. But lemme let you in on a little secret, Scrub." She beckons you closer, then grabs your neck with one arm and hauls you down, with you giving a little yelp as you wind up with your cheek pressed against one of her breasts. "Brandi's mad for 'hard gummis'... gummi bears soaked in booze. Why she never thinks to make 'em herself, I dunno, but I could have some of those delivered too. You throw those in, you'll have Brandi out of her panties in no time flat."\n\n"W-wha?" you squeak, feeling almost faint at the combination of being pressed against Tanya's perfect chest and that mental image.\n\n"Her and probably a couple of her friends, riding you right there on the sofa in her parents' living room, I'd bet money on it," Tanya snickers, ruffling your hair before letting you go. "Take my worthless little brother with you, maybe he'd be less annoying if he gets laid." She shrugs a bit, leaning back again and resting her hands behind her head, making her chest jut out. "'Course, if you're worried she'd <i>figure out</i> you're trying to get her panties on the floor, I could just throw in this big box of samplers I got awhile back and never even touched." At your confused look, she holds up one hand with thumb and forefinger a bit apart. "Little bottles of booze, 'bout ye big. Bunch of different specialty brands, weird stuff I never heard of. Probably be a hit since they're wanting to do shots. So what'll it be, Scrub?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Just the liquor.|QOHookup]]\n\n[[The gummis.|QOHookup]]\n\n[[The samplers.|QOHookup6x3]]

You nod quickly in agreement, which makes Emi giggle. "Shy, huh? It's okay, Aki did say it's your first time." At your eyes widening, the pink-haired pretty next to you just giggles more. "It's fiiiine! I'll give you a really great time, you'll see," he adds with a saucy wink.\n\nYou nod again, still blushing, and managing to murmur your food order just loud enough to be heard when the waiter comes around. Will, Aki, and Emi chatter casually enough, as if this were any ordinary outing between friends, while you sit there nervously and only answer when someone asks you a direct question. ... Which really pretty much is how it is for you on an ordinary outing between friends, but still. You blush and squirm as every so often Emi slips a hand down and rubs along your thigh, almost up towards your crotch, especially since he likes to do it whenever the waiter wanders by. You're pretty sure that you haven't said more than about twenty words by the time all of you take the car back to Will's place.\n\nAki and Will quickly disappear into your brother's bedroom, while Emi grins and snags your wrist. "This is where you're staying, right?" he says cheerfully as he trots towards it, pulling you along with him as he heads inside, nudging the door closed behind the two of you with a heel. "The bed's pretty nice for a guest room," he adds, turning to you and grinning.\n\n"Y-yeah," you agree, nodding a few times and squirming, feeling both self-conscious and incredibly eager about the throbbing hardon pressing against the front of your jeans.\n\n"Okay, let's get to it!" Emi calls cheerfully, thrusting a hand in the air as if he were talking about cheerleading practice instead of sex. "So! On your knees!"\n\n"... Wha?" you squeak, brain knocked off the track it was barely staying on as it was.\n\n"Hmmm?" Emi tilts his head, then smiles wickedly as he pulls up his skirt, revealing the most stereotypical pair of white cotton panties ever... except for the noticeable bulge in them. He slips his thumb into the front and nudges them down, letting his own stiff shaft spring free... he's at least as well-hung as you are, to judge, but like Aki's it's smooth, slender, and pretty. "Did you just assume that you were going to be on top?" he coos, wiggling his hips a bit to make his cock shake.\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, I, uh, um, uh, I..."|QOBro3x2]]\n\n[["... Yes?"|QOBro]]

"I, uh... I think for right now I'll take care of it myself, Mom," you murmur, blushing and covering yourself with both hands. "I'm not quite... y'know..."\n\n"Alright, dear, I understand," she answers in that soothing-but-slightly-disappointed tone mothers are so good at, reaching out to stroke your hair a bit. "It may take you a little while to get used to this new way of thinking, but it will always be your choice. Just remember that the offer's on the table permanently, whether it's later today or 100 years from now, alright?"\n\n"Th-thanks, I guess," you answer with a quick bob of the head.\n\n"I suppose the first matter, then, is going shopping for some new clothing," your mother says with a glance down your body. "At the very least you'll need some new pants, darling... while your current jeans will certainly accentuate your new attributes very well, they might be rather uncomfortable."\n\n"Eheh, right." Then you blink. "Er, wait, what about...?" You point at your forehead.\n\n"Oh, that's easy enough, dear." Your mother's own body quickly resumes its human appearance. "First of all, relax. Pay attention to your body. And then just pull those aspects back inside you. It's a bit like taking a breath in."\n\nYou frown and nod, closing your eyes to try and concentrate. You do find that it's fairly easy to just pay attention to your body and feel everything that it's doing. As directed you try pulling in and... you can feel some pressure at your forehead as your horns recede, and a slightly different shift in your pants as your cock grows smaller. (Not a <i>lot</i> smaller, you note, which you have to admit is a bit of a relief. You're still way bigger than you were yesterday, easily in porn star territory.) You open your eyes with a blink. "So do I have to keep concentrating, or...?"\n\n"You shouldn't, this is more like... hm... like closing or opening your eyes," your mother answers, holding up a finger. "Rather than flexing a muscle and holding it flexed. With practice you should barely even need to think about it. Which is good because your incubus features will probably get a little more prominent as you get older. Probably not a whole lot more, unless you decide to turn full demon, but a bit more. Now! Why don't you go put on some clothes, and we'll head to the mall!"\n\nA bit later you're walking through the mall, trying not to squirm. Despite thinking it to softness, your newly large cock still makes a very noticeable bulge in your jeans. You notice a fair number of people looking, and some trying not to stare, including what you think are a few girls from your school. You're not sure whether to be embarrassed or proud... but since it's you, you go embarrassed everytime, fairly convinced that they must be laughing at you once they're past and assuming you're stuffing your pants. You almost jump as your mother pats you on the head.\n\n"Now dear, one or two of them may have thought that, but mostly to try and explain to themselves how turned-on you made them."\n\n"Mooooom."\n\n"Sorry, dear, my mental powers are fairly well-developed and now that I know I don't have to hide them anymore it just comes naturally!" She giggles softly as the two of you walk into one of the stores. A woman who looks like she's probably the manager, a somewhat strict-looking woman your mother's age in a white blouse, black skirt, hose, and librarian half-glasses to compliment her blonde hair drawn back, braided, and wound into a bun comes over.\n\n"Hello, welcome to..." She trails off, and her pale cheeks pink as she looks at you... and you watch her nipples go stiff under her blouse. "Ah, yes, welcome. I, ah... is there absolutely anything I can do with you?" Her blush intensifies, her voice taking on some strain as she corrects, "For you?"\n\n"Not just this moment, thank you," your mother replies with a placid smile, guiding you over towards the shelves of jeans and pants to break your stare. She quickly snags up a pile of them after an efficient perusal, then guides you into one of the dressing rooms, stepping inside with you and closing the door.\n\n"Er, wait, mom," you protest.\n\n"Now now, I need to check the fit, no need to be embarrassed," she chirps, even as she undoes your pants and shucks them down, leaving you in your stretched-tight briefs. "Hm. We probably ought to get you some boxers. Or go the opposite direction and get bikini briefs. Well, we'll get some of both and you can decide what you like."\n\nSighing and giving up, since she seems to just be doing a typical mothering act but more shameless than usual, you accept a pair of jeans and start pulling them on. "What was up with that lady...?"\n\n"That was your 'masculine aura', dear. It will hit some people harder than others. And you can learn to deliberately strengthen and 'aim' it as well, so you can create that sort of effect when you want to even with people who aren't normally as affected by it. It's one of your powers, as it were." She pauses, then smiles. "Would you like me to call her in here, darling? From her reaction she'd probably get down on her knees without much nudging..."\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes please.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Wait, powers?|QOFam2x2]]

Settling down in the armchair, you snag the remote and turn on the TV.\n\n<<set $random to either(1, 2)>><<if $random is 1>>You turn on the TV, and it's immediately filled with the image of a pair of round, perky buttocks with a short fluffy tail above them bouncing on a large cock. You blush a little, both at the view and at the program title popup reading 'Buttfucked Bunnies'. The camera soon pulls out to show a girl with rabbit ears and large breasts eagerly bouncing herself on that fat prick, squealing happily with her hands behind her head and her back arched, showing off her tits jiggling. After a second you give in and unzip, leaning back in the chair and starting to stroke yourself as you watch.\n\nThe program seems to be essentially a clip show of exactly what the title says... rabbit-type monster girls getting fucked in the ass, and nothing but, all the scenes starting at the very earliest at the point of a cock pressing up against a pucker and then pushing inside. Some of them even start 'in anal res' as it were, just going right from one bunny girl getting pounded in the butt to the next getting pounded in the butt. And there's definitely a variety! Bunny girls that look like humans with tails and ears, more fuzzy anthro-like bunny girls, and at least one that's barely humanoid at all. You sort of lose yourself in the constantly shifting sight of different rabbit-type monster girls moaning and squealing happily and enthusiastically as they get their butts stretched, usually by human men<<if $futaencountered is true>> but sometimes by other bunny girls with fat, throbbing cocks of their own<<endif>>. You watch in a near-trance, stroking your cock at the sight of each one, big boobs bouncing or trim tits jiggling, usually two but here and there a girl with four. The kicker comes when a white-haired bunny girl who looks very much like a certain shopkeeper just wearing dark sunglasses faces the camera and shamelessly power-bounces on the "poor" human man's sizable prick, the entire time smirking and giving the camera a double-victory sign. You let out a soft moan and spill your load over your fingers, shivering a little in the aftermath.<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>You turn on the TV, and find that the currently playing program seems to be some kind of gardening-style show called 'Growing Stiff'. Except that it seems to be about how to attract beneficial monster girls to your garden. You stare as the host, after explaining about how he wants to attract fairies to his garden to help with pollination, removes his pants and lays down on the ground on his back before pouring a large amount of honey over his (admittedly rather impressive) stiff cock.\n\nYou continue to watch as gradually, tiny naked women with wings of numerous descriptions... some seemingly made of glowing light, others insect-like, still others more like birds making them look like tiny angels... start flying up and landing on his crotch to start licking and sucking the honey off of his prick. The camera must have a good microphone because it picks up the sounds of them moaning softly, cooing in delight, and making general happy noises as they wriggle their small (but often rather voluptuous) bodies against it, smearing the honey over their skin as they do. It's not long before you give in to the temptation to unzip and start stroking yourself as you watch the fairies practically worshiping that honey-glazed pole, tiny tits pressing to it and bodies gently gyrating in the thick, sticky golden goo that shines in the afternoon sunlight. The show doesn't seem in any hurry to stop showing the spectacle, whether there's one fairy or more. In fact eventually there's five of them all at once, at least one of them standing with her delicate little toes balanced on the host's balls, all of them enthusiastically, almost greedily lapping and stroking the honey from the giant-seeming prick, their moans and squeals virtually orgasmic and pushing you over the edge as you spurt out several long ropes of jizz that dribble down over your fingers.<<endif>>\n\nFinishing up, you snag a few tissues from the handy dispensor built into the side of the chair and clean up.\n\n<hr>\nYou guess it's time to either [[go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].

"I mean... you said it was a simple change, right?" you hedge. "So maybe just have Kevin, ah, Keva stay a girl and be remembered that way for now, and then if it's too weird change her back later?"\n\n"That's certainly doable," your mother says, in that slightly smug parental tone that says she knows how this is going to go even if you're in denial. "Well, we better clean up and then clean them up, it'll help with the suggestions to get dressed while not thinking anything's out of the ordinary when they come to."\n\nIndeed, when Maya and the newly-renamed Keva wake up, both somewhat robotically don their clothing before their eyes clear and they declare what a nice time they had at the party, with only the faintest hint of a blush on both girls' cheeks to indicate that there might be a lurking memory of exactly what kind of fun they had. You bid them goodbye at the door, then eventually retire for the evening... to bed with your mother, where you fuck her a few more times before the two of you settle into sleep. One last birthday capper, after all!\n\nYou decide to give it a few days of space before contacting either of your friends, just to be on the safe side. You keep expecting to get a frantic text or call about 'Why am I a girl now?!' or 'Did we really have a foursome with your mom?!' or something, but it all seems pretty safe on that front. So eventually you give Keva a text, asking what she's up to. You get a very normal response... just seems like the same person you always knew, you think as the two of you chat. Probably fine to get together and hang out, then. ... And maybe more.\n\n<hr>\n[[Hang out with Keva.|QOFam4x5]]\n\n[[Hang out with Keva and Maya.|QOFamInc1x1]]

You're definitely curious to see what it's like hanging out with... Kevin but a girl. Especially if what your mother said before is true. So you suggest getting together at her place, and Keva agrees, telling you to come on over.\n\nSoon you're sitting on the edge of her bed in her room, Keva nonchalantly on hands and knees in front of the TV looking through her disks for something for the two of you to watch. You can't help but watch her ass wiggle... she's wearing the same jeans she always has, so they're cut for boys and not exactly doing quite as much for her ass as they otherwise would, but it's still a kind of enticing look. So when she gets up and walks back over to the bed after putting a game into one of the consoles, you decide to exercise some of your newfound manliness and snag her wrist, tugging her around to straddle your lap instead as she moves to sit.\n\n"Hey, what're you doing?" she huffs, frowning down at you a bit as her cheeks color and she squirms on your lap, rubbing against your cock through the layers of denim. "C'mon, Jamie, you know I don't like guys."\n\n"You liked me pretty well on my birthday," you respond, actually giving her a fearless grin. Man, it's hard to believe your best friend turned into such a pretty, cute girl... who looks even cuter as her cheeks flush from your words unlocking the memory of the two of you having sex on your birthday. You doubt she remembers <i>everything</i>, since her jaw's not dropping, but she clearly remembers that the two of you fucked.\n\n"I mean, y'know... it's different," Keva murmurs bashfully. "Guys are guys and you're... you." Which you might be more insulted by if she didn't follow it up by leaning down and kissing you, her eyes closing as her tongue slips into your mouth. You close your own eyes and kiss Keva back, hands coming to rest on her ass and squeezing it through the boyjeans. Between your squeezing and the slight natural rocking of her hips that results, soon your cock is stiff under your pants, and you can feel Keva (possibly unconsciously) shifting to rub her pussy against it. Still, she obviously becomes aware at some point since she breaks the kiss and lets out a breathy, "Shit, you're big."\n\n"Mhmmm," you practically purr at her. Man it's good to be an incubus. Half. Whatever. You lift your hands some, guiding her to raise up onto her knees, where you unbutton and unzip her jeans, tugging them down. You glance down... and can't help but snort a little. "What are you wearing?"\n\nHer face flushes again, though this time her expression turns a bit annoyed, increasing her resemblance to Tanya slightly. "Same thing I always wear, dumbass," she half-growls, smacking your shoulder. "You know I don't go in for girly stuff ever."\n\nIndeed, with her jeans tugged down around her thighs, you've revealed the sort of boxer-briefs Kevin usually wears, now half slipped off one of Keva's slender feminine hip from the motion of pulling the jeans down, and the fact that they just don't fit quite right anymore. The blonde girl squirms a bit in place, looking a mingling of annoyed, embarrassed, and turned on, an expression that you'd have probably found daunting before your recent confidence boost, but now just looks super adorable.\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh well, they're coming off anyway!|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Nah, those need to go. And get replaced.|QOFam4x6]]

"Hey, how about we go out shopping? Y'know, clothes shopping," you suggest, grinning up at her as you rest your hands on her hips.\n\n"Huh? Why? ... Oh, come on, no way," Keva huffs, glancing away. "Jamie, I am not letting you get me into girly stuff just because we've started fooling around. I don't like guys, I don't dress like a girl, that's it."\n\n"C'moooon," you coo, almost surprised at how naturally being more confident comes with Keva. Maybe it's the slightly greater comfort you had of being with a guy friend mingled with how adorable she is when you press. You lean in and up a bit to start kissing at her throat and neck, feeling her shiver a little. "Let me buy you some stuff, huh? Just as friends. One or two things." You kiss her jaw, adding in a murmur, "Then we can go back to my place and have some fun, okay?" You slip your hands around to give her ass a squeeze through the cotton of the boxer-briefs.\n\nApparently the squeeze is enough to crumble the last of Keva's resistance, since she slumps forward against you and gives a very soft moan before grunting, "Oh, <i>fine</i>."\n\nSoon the two of you are walking through the mall, like you have a hundred times before. Though this time you're heading to one of the largest girls' clothing stores there. They have a pretty decent variety from what you've seen passing by (while trying not to look too much so that you didn't seem like a creep), including a lingerie section. Keva actually blushes a little as the two of you walk in, since said section is right near the door, but it clears quickly, replaced with a more normal, upbeat expression you're used to seeing on Kevin's face as she heads towards the fairly utilitarian section of lingerie, featuring things like support tops and boyshorts. "Y'know, I guess it wouldn't hurt to at least buy some bras," she muses aloud, picking up one that would basically cover everything and holding it against her chest. "Lately I've noticed they do jiggle around a lot. And a lot of my shirts don't fit quite right all of a sudden, for some reason."\n\nYeah, for some reason, you can't help but think in amusement, watching her completely unrestrained boobs jiggle beneath the thin fabric as she moves around to look through the least feminine of the feminine underwear.\n\n<hr>\n[[Let her stick to this section.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Nudge her a little sexier.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[She needs to go full girly.|QOFam4x7]]\n\n[[How about... something slutty?|QOFamInc]]

You really didn't come all this way to see Keva buy what amounts to a pair of briefs and a tight tanktop. After a glance around though, you think you have an idea. Luckily your mother's been showing you a few tricks with demon powers... nothing too expansive, just certain ways to 'nudge' people. Not Keva in this case, actually, her you physically snag by the wrist and start tugging towards one of the other sections.\n\n"Huh? Hey, I actually kinda like these, where are we-" Keva blanches as she sees the racks of thongs on hangers. "Dude! No way! I told you I-"\n\n"Hi, can I help you?"\n\nKeva's mouth clamps shut and her cheeks actually color a little. You knew Kevin's type when he was a guy... pretty, wholesome, big boobs, brown hair, ponytail. (Gee, what a coincidence, a lot like your mom.) Looks like that hasn't changed much, since Keva falls rather naturally into giving the employee a smile. "Hi," she says, with just a bit of dreaminess.\n\n"Yeah, my friend is looking for something really cute and feminine in the lingerie area?" you say cheerfully, ignoring it as Keva shoots you a quick death glare. "Could you help her out with some suggestions and finding a fit?"\n\n"Oh, sure thing!" the cute employee chirps, reaching out to take Keva's hand and drawing her along in the same direction you were. "Let's get some options and then get you in the dressing room and stripped down." You wonder if her enthusiasm has anything to do with the reaction you could see she had to you, nipples stiffening and skin warming. You're kind of starting to get used to that, though.\n\n"Uh... okay, sure, I guess," Keva answers as she's dragged off, tossing you a glance that's somewhere between the earlier death glare, gratitude, and a plea for help.\n\nA few minutes later, you rap on the wall to the side of one of the curtains. "Hey, how's it going in there?"\n\nThe employee emerges, smiling at you. "Oh, we found something really cute that fits perfectly!" She pauses and gives a quick glance around, before leaning in and whispering, "We're really not supposed to let boyfriends into the dressing room, but I feel like you deserve an exception."\n\nBoyfriend, huh? Exception, huh? Trying not to feel too smug, you slip through the curtain as well, immediately spotting Keva posing a little awkwardly in front of a mirror, hands on her hips with one hip jutted out a bit, back lifted. The underwear is definitely, unmistakably girly... it's bubblegum pink with lace around the waistband and bottom of the bra. The bra has thin straps that leave most of her shoulders bare, and the cups of it (also trimmed lightly along the top with lace) lift her breasts up prominently to make them look slightly bigger, at least with nothing covering them. The panties are a thong, the waistline and back fairly thin even for one of those, the framing of her hips and the pink slipped between her buttocks emphasizing their feminine curve and roundure. She almost immediately spots you in the mirror and whirls around, spluttering a bit before hissing, "Dude, what are you doing in here?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Thinking we should buy those."|QOFam]]\n\n[["Imagining a cute dress to go with those."|QOFamInc]]\n\n[["Getting a blowjob."|QOFamInc]]

"I mean, do you really think they'd go for that?" you ask, squirming a little. "I mean besides it being just me and them maybe not wanting to do that, there's... well, you, and wouldn't they think that's weird?"\n\n"Oh honey, between my aura and yours and teenage hormones I'd expect either of them to be ready to strip down and get on all fours even if we didn't try to do anything else, but trust me when I say that we'll get to the fun very quickly."\n\nBlushing, you send off messages to Kevin and Maya asking them to come over to your place. Once home, your mother snags you by the hand and leads you to part of the living room, tugging one of the armchairs to face the entryway with surprising ease, then turning back to you and pulling off your shirt.\n\n"W-wait, you want me to...?!"\n\n"May as well darling, I told you that we'll be getting started right away," your mother says cheerfully as she unbuttons and unzips your pants, bending forward a bit to shove them down, and sneaking in a quick, deep kiss as she does, tongue slipping into your mouth to roll around. By the time she straightens up from pushing down your pants, your cock is stiff and jutting in front of you. She giggles and gives it a few strokes, then gestures. "Have a seat, honey, from here you can enjoy the show."\n\nYou settle into the chair a little nervously, squirming at the feel of the fabric on your naked body. The 'show' starts immediately, with your mother peeling out of her shirt and letting her tits drop free... they're not as big as they are in her other form, but they're still large and firm for her age, and your cock throbs a little at watching them hang and sway as she undoes her jeans and wiggles her ass and hips out of them. She struts a bit in front of you as she collects both sets of your clothes and carries them down the hall, returning a moment later and resting her hands on her bare hips. "I must say I'm so excited, dear, your birthday is turning out to be a lot of fun for me too! Your friends are just adorable and while I don't find them as attractive as you, I've wanted to fuck them both for awhile now."\n\n"I'm sure Kevin would be happy to hear that," you mutter, fidgeting a little more.\n\n"He'll be ecstatic. Oop," she says as the doorbell bongs. "That will be Maya!" She turns and, still completely naked, pads over to the door, bare ass jiggling a bit with her steps. She opens it up to reveal Maya, who's smiling and starting to open her mouth in greeting when her eyes widen at the sight of your mother's naked body. Before she can rally or say anything, however, your mother leans in and covers that open mouth with her own, rather obviously thrusting her tongue into the teenage girl's mouth. One arm slides around Maya's middle (bare due to the short t-shirt she's wearing) and tugs her close, while the other hand slides down the front of Maya's black cutoffs, stroking and rubbing shamelessly. You stare with wide eyes and throbbing cock as Maya stays stiff with shock for several moments, before practically melting against your mother, moaning audibly into the kiss, her hips bucking and twisting at your mother's teasing of her pussy.\n\nYour mother continues to make out with your childhood friend for several moments, right there on the welcome mat with the door open. Her hand slides up Maya's back and beneath that shirt, making a few quick motions, and somehow Maya's bra just... drops right out. You're not sure that's even possible but it's either succubus magic or female magic and both are pretty foreign to you. Your mother pulls back from the kiss just enough that her tongue is visible sliding around Maya's lips and entwining with the younger girl's own tongue, then breaks it completely to smile and pull off Maya's shirt, baring her perky C-cups. Maya's face is flushed, lips parted as she breathes hard, her eyes slightly glassy as she makes no protest at being steadily stripped naked right there on the porch, your mother kneeling to strip off the goth girl's shorts and help her out of her slipons as well. While still kneeling, she smiles up at Maya... then pushes two fingers into the girl's pussy, making her gasp loudly as her clit gets tongued. After just a few thrusts, though, your mother slips her fingers out and stands, giving Maya a little nudge on the shoulder. "Go suck Jamie's cock, dear."\n\n"Yes ma'am," Maya replies in a breathless tone, padding over towards you as your mother shuts the door behind her. Maya stands in front of you for a few seconds, pert tits rising and falling with her hard breathing, looking at you almost worshipfully, before sinking to her knees and leaning in. One hand wraps tentatively around your pole, then starts stroking you adoringly, while she leans in to drag her tongue up the underside and swirl it around the head. You let out a loud moan of your own at the feeling... and at the sight of Maya naked and on her knees in front of you, obviously consumed by lust as she sucks at the head of your cock. You glance at your mother, who's smiling indulgently... until there's a knock at the door.\n\n"Don't get up!" she says with a giggle, turning back to the door and opening it. Kevin's reaction is much like Maya's, and of course in that moment of shock your mother moves in, sliding her tongue into his mouth to french him right there on the doorstep, pressing her tits up against him as she draws him in close. One of her hands undoes his jeans and fishes out his stiff prick (which, you can't help but be just a little smug about, is now smaller than yours), starting to stroke it and pump it in the late spring sunshine. You watch your mother making out with your best friend, working his prick with the practiced, perfected motions of a seasoned whore, then look down at Maya licking over the head of your own prick with eager, rolling strokes.\n\n"M-Mom, I want..."\n\n"Yes, dear?" your mother asks, lifting her head and glancing over her shoulder at you, Kevin looking as lust-fogged and short of breath as Maya did.\n\n<hr>\n[["I want Kevin to suck me off too."|QOFam4x2]]\n\n[["I want to fuck Maya."|QOFam]]

"Oh my, aren't we feeling greedy?" your mother chirps in a teasing tone, before giggling again. "That's fine, honey, it's your birthday," she adds, peeling off Kevin's shirt quickly before leaning back in, now pressing her tits to his bare flesh as she murmurs sensually in his ear, "Kevin, honey, you want to suck Jamie's cock with Maya, don't you?" \n\n"I... but... I don't like guys, I..." Kevin stammers, gasping some as your mother milks more pre out of him, the clear fluid dribbling over her insistently stroking fingers.\n\n"Oh but that doesn't matter in the least, does it?" she coos, giving his ear a light nip, then shifting her hand to start fondling his balls. "Be completely straight all you want, but you'd still love to be over there with your mouth all over Jamie's big, hard, fat, throbbing prick, wouldn't you?"\n\n"... yes," Kevin breathes out, shivering and closing his eyes, his tongue flitting across his lips.\n\n"And even if you only want to fuck girls, you still want to go over there and get Jamie's huge cock all wet with your spit so he can shove it in your ass and fuck you while you beg for more like a horny little bitch in heat, don't you?" she encourages softly, dragging her tongue up the side of his neck.\n\n"Fffffuck yes," Kevin groans, hips giving a slight jerk, you're not sure if trying to move towards the touch of your mother's hand on his balls, or back towards his mental image of your prick slamming into his ass.\n\n"Good!" Your mother smiles, kneeling and leaning forward, letting her tits mash around Kevin's prick as she tugs his jeans the rest of the way down and removes them and his shoes, before standing up. "Then get on all fours and crawl over to help Maya, like the lusty little boyslut you are."\n\nKevin swallows hard, then nods and sinks to his knees right there on the welcome mat, crawling forward with his ass shaking in the air and cock wobbling between his thighs. Maya scoots around to one side to give him room as he moves in, and without a word both of them begin working your shaft and cockhead, Kevin's parted lips stopping briefly before making contact, his hot, shuddering breath washing over your skin before he presses his mouth to one side of it and begins licking up and down with Maya doing the same on the other side. Their tongues flit out, dragging across your prick and one another's tongues as well, your best male friend and your best female friend looking up at you with pleasure-fogged eyes as they cooperate to pleasure your prick. \n\nYour mother sashays over, tits bouncing and swaying as she slips two of her fingers from each hand into her mouth. Then she presses into the space between Kevin and Maya, eyes rolled up to look at you as she takes her place at sucking and licking your sack, spit-shining your balls while Kevin and Maya attend to the shaft. You see first Maya give a little jerk and a loud gasp, then Kevin do the same, as your mother slides two fingers into their assholes, teasing and toying with them as she sucks one of your balls into her mouth. Maya moans, hips rolling and twisting, and then slides her mouth over the tip of your prick and bobs her head up and down, Kevin watching with heavy-lidded eyes and parted lips, his own hips twitching towards the fingers fucking his ass. Once Maya pulls up and off, Kevin almost immediately takes her place, sliding his own mouth over your prick and ducking his head down until the tip of your cockhead bumps up against his throat. Maya groans lustfully as she watches him, gasping again as your mother curls the fingers toying with her ass.\n\n"Relax your throat, darling," your mother coos in a tone both nurturing and sensual, lifting her head slightly from your balls to speak. She strokes the back of Kevin's head, and gives him a slight push, urging him to take your cock further down. You can hear him gag slightly... and feel the extra tightness as his throat visibly bulges a little with your prick. "Theeere we go, good slut. Maya, darling, you can do that too, right?" your mother urges as Kevin pulls up and off, immediately gasping and then returning to lavishing his tongue over his side of your prick. Maya eagerly slides her own mouth back over you, your mother doing the same soft, encouraging coos and light pressing with her hand. "That's riiight, get his cock into your throat, such a cute horny bitch," she purrs, then urges Maya up and off, pressing both of them down to attend to your balls while she deep-throats you all in one go, bobbing her head up and down smoothly with your cock bulging out her throat without a worry in the world.\n\nWith your best friends worshipping your balls and your mother giving you a beyond-whorish throatjob, it doesn't take you long before you're moaning and spilling your load into her stomach. Your mother pulls up and off quickly, giggling a little. "Mmm, there we go, first one to get you all primed up. Now," she says, nudging both of the lust-fogged teens towards the couch, Maya being the first to arrive and lean over it, her ass jutted towards you with sodden pussy dripping down her thighs. "What would you like to do first, Jamie dear?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck Maya's pussy.|QOFam4x3]]\n\n[[Fuck Maya's ass.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Fuck Kevin's ass.|QOFamInc]]

You may or may not have done a little "research" on this subject in some of the stores. After all, your mother did say that having an impression of taking off particular bits of clothing could help with giving that suggestion to others. But the first thing to start with is just the thought that maybe you'd want to try putting them on... a thought which you put in the Ben-doll and "toss" towards him.\n\nYou can even see the moment it hits, because he blinks, and his pale ears color just a little. He pretty quickly brushes the thought away... but not instantly. There's a few moments of hesitation before he tries to do the mental equivalent of laughing it off, which is really all you need. The fact that he entertained it for even a moment because of his wandering mind gives you a foothold, so you send the suggestion again, just a bit more strongly. It lasts a little longer this time, and he actually winds up pondering the idea of trying on panties of his own accord for several moments, squirming a little in his seat as his cock stirs a bit. (That's not quite visible, you just have a sense of it since you're monitoring his mind.)\n\nFrom there, the next suggestion isn't a hard one... having him actually imagine himself standing in front of a mirror in nothing but panties. Which, again, you might have a bit of a basis for. You form the concept of the mental image and toss it into his head... and get to enjoy as his own mind fills it in, his sleek, actually already somewhat feminine body bare, pale, on display except for a pair of black lace panties with a rose pattern. Oh, it's cute~. And has him fidgeting in his seat and hunching forward, obviously embarrassed by the course his thoughts have taken in the middle of class, confusion mingling with arousal inside his head as he tries desperately to figure out where these thoughts are coming from without ever actually considering they're <i>not</i> his.\n\nLooks like things are going well! The next step is to...\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep reinforcing the idea of wearing panties.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Turn it into a torrid sexual fantasy.|QOFam]]

You decide to call it a day and head back to the farm.<<set $energy to 0>>\n\nIt's evening by the time you get there.<<if not $lamppostsbought>> It's getting fairly dark, the moon doesn't provide that much light you guess.<<else>> The lamp posts you bought provide a warm, cozy light, illuminating the pathways and other features of the farm.<<set $lamppostdaycount += 1>><<if $lamppostdaycount > 2>><<if not $mothgirlseen>> ... 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"I think Carolina's right, Peko," you say after a moment. "The ceremony might be, y'know, nice, but waiting all that time and doing all that grinding just for it seems a bit much."\n\n"Awwww. But I guess you're right," Peko allows after all of half a second, shrugging. "Even if we cooked for the wedding feast we wouldn't be able to use all the food bonuses in time."\n\n"If I might make a suggestion?" Hart speaks up. At the rest of you looking over at her, she says, "As someone with admin access, I am naturally exposed to your IP addresses when logging in. I would never, of course, think of looking up any information about you with them," she adds at the slightly shocked looks she gets. "However, they are all similar enough that I can hazard a guess that we are all in the Deviville vicinity."\n\n"Huh? Really?" you say with a blink.\n\n"Huh! I mean, I guess it doesn't really hurt to say that yeah, the college Carolina and I go to is Deviville University," Peko admits, Carolina shooting her a look, but only a brief one. "But you too, huh, Cas?"\n\n"Ah... well, yeah," you admit, after fighting with various lectures about stranger danger. (Your parents are very oldschool about internet privacy, and have repeatedly told you not to give out too much information about yourself. But.) \n\n"Hey, you've mentioned classes too, I wonder if we actually have any classes together?" Carolina muses aloud, her ears perking up and tail flicking.\n\nEr. Right. You may have neglected to mention that you're sixteen. And that they're high school classes. Which becomes a more pressing issue as Hart says, "Then might I make a suggestion?"\n\nAs the rest of you look at her, she continues, "Winter break for Deviville University is coming up." (And Deviville High, but you decide not to point out why that's relevant. Yet.) "And shortly after that, SantaCon."\n\n"Oooo yeah!" Carolina chirps, ears wiggling rapidly as her eyes light up. "I love SantaCon, it being convenient to attend is one of the reasons I chose Deviville U!"\n\n"Even though I live in the area, I'll be renting a room at the hotel for convenience, and starting fairly well beforehand so I can bring everything in," Hart continues. Huh, she must be one of those really thorough cosplayers. But also SantaCon is one of the few full week-long anime conventions, so. "There's a pleasant Asian fusion restaurant not far from the hotel, we could have a meetup there the first night I arrive. If we hit it off Eye-Arr-Ell, perhaps you could even stay over in my room for the length of the con, if you like."\n\n"I mean that sounds good to me," Carolina says after thinking it over for all of half a second, shrugging and turning to Peko. "Work for you?"\n\n"Yeah! Sounds great to me!" Peko says with another distinctive laugh. "How about you, Cas? Wouldn't be the same without the group's token husbando!"\n\nErk. Which means... not only might your vision of them as cute girls be irrevokably shattered, but they'll find out you're just a snot-nosed teenager?! ... S-still... they are really good friends... and man, actually getting to stay over for an entire week at an anime con is the stuff that dreams are made of... what do you do...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree to the meetup.|QORO1x12]]\n\n[[Make an excuse.|QORO]]

Your better judgment... or maybe just your fretfulness... wins out over your desire, and with a sigh you kneel down, starting to scratch and rub at Shep's head to comfort him. "Sorry boy," you murmur, kissing his cheek. "But maybe we'll see each other again, huh?"\n\nEventually the door opens and Jack walks in, calling a greeting. You manage to engage in some basic polite small talk, never your greatest strength, less so when you're deeply afraid you might blurt out, 'I spent the entire time getting fucked by your dog' or something. But after a check of Shep and the house, Jack proclaims you've done a great job and hands you your pay, then gives you a ride home.\n\nYou go through the expected routine with your parents, answering all questions with the standard 'It was fine' and so on before eventually being allowed time to yourself. You sigh as you flop onto the bed, hands under your head and looking at the ceiling. Tomorrow begins the rest of the school year, short enough though it will be. It seems so weird to think of going back to that after what you spent spring break doing. You figure you can probably at least concentrate on school as long as it's still in session, but what about once summer break starts? You need to start figuring out what to do about... well, getting fucked, preferably by a nice big dog. That way you have something to look forward to, or at least a plan to work on. But how to accomplish that?\n\n<hr>\n[[Wait and hope Jack calls again.|QODS3x1]]\n\n[[Browse DeviList.|QODS2x3]]\n\n[[Go to the park.|QODS]]\n\n[[Use someone you know.|QODS]]

"I, uh... I am a student, but um... hh skl," you mutter, looking down.\n\n"Eh?"\n\n"Mm?"\n\n"Yoooo speak up my brother!"\n\nYou make a face, take a deep breath, and say what feels like really loud (but actually winds up at normal speaking volume), "High school. I'm in high school."\n\nThe three of them stare at you for a moment. Then Carol tilts her head a bit, and you can practically see the cat ears she doesn't have flick. "... Senior?" she asks hopefully.\n\n"... No." At the continued stare, you huff and say, "I turned sixteen this last summer."\n\n"Oh," Carol says, frowning some.\n\n"Hey, that's legal in this state," Peko says breezily. "For stuff." When Carol's head slooooowly swivels to look at her, she holds both hands up defensively. "I mean I'm not saying, I'm just saying! It's not like we're gonna get in trouble for just hanging out with him or something, is what I mean!"\n\n"Mm. But you got your parents' permission to be out at this place?" Hart asks. (She never did offer any other name when introductions were going around.) At your small nod, she shrugs and looks back at her menu. "Then I don't see the problem."\n\n"Oh, did you get the okay to stay over too, if things work out?" Peko asks. At your more sheepish nod she gives her undulating laugh. "I bet your mom didn't know it was actual girls! Well I mean that's fair, you didn't either," she adds with more of a snicker.\n\nCarol sighs, then shrugs. "I guess it's fine, yeah. I mean, it's not like you ever <i>said</i> you were a college student," she adds, in a tone that says she spent the last few minutes going over everything you've ever said to her in her head to parse for lies.\n\n"You want me to order you a beer then? I totally will!"\n\n"Peko!!"\n\n"Okay, okay. Bourbon for Cas it is."\n\n"PEKO!!!!"\n\n"I will clearly be tipping more generously than usual this visit," Hart murmurs, hunching into her menu slightly.\n\nWell. That went... okay, that wasn't a big deal at all, then. Okay. Everything seems fine. Huh! You were worried for nothing! You will learn absolutely zero lessons from this. Instead you sort of settle in as everyone gets comfortable and resumes chatting... well, except you, you are still feeling pretty shy. ... Maybe you should try to focus on one of the girls to talk to, maybe you could manage it that way?\n\n... Or maybe you should still just bail out. You had left open the possibility that your friends might really be girls, but you didn't expect them to be such pretty and... uh... in some cases <i>extremely</i> extroverted girls. (That ahegao hoodie looks even lewder than some of the ones you've seen before but you can't quite place why.) Maybe you should message Kevin and have him come pick you up, on the excuse that he has to get home and he's your ride, so...\n\n<hr>\n[[Focus on talking to Peko.|QORO]]\n\n[[Focus on talking to Carol.|QORO]]\n\n[[Focus on talking to Hart.|QORO]]\n\n[[Do your best to talk to all three.|QORO]]\n\n[[Message Kevin.|QORO]]

"Ah... okay, sure, it sounds fun," you agree. This feels like it could be opening up a several extra large cans of worms, but oh well, you'll deal with that as it comes.\n\n"Very well. Then let us exchange actual email addresses, and I'll send everyone details as soon as I can make reservations," Hart declares solemnly.\n\n"Great! I can't wait! But also, let's get to ingredient grinding, I'm gunning to make a new kind of cherry candy today and it <i>better</i> do something!" Carolina declares happily, turning towards the door.\n\nPeko snickers and clears her throat pointedly. "Forgetting something?"\n\n"... O-oh, right," she says, blushing as she turns around.\n\nIt takes a little while for the logistics to be worked out, but eventually all of you are standing around each with three rings on your left ring finger (luckily they're sized to fit without too much crowding.) Despite all her tsunning, Carolina seems the most pleased, holding up her hand and looking at the rings repeatedly, giving little wiggles and making happy noises each time. Then she clears her throat and, with the usual urging and nagging and scolding, hustles everyone out the door and towards the farming area.\n\nYou alternately fret and are intensely eager for the upcoming break as it approaches. Deciding to go ahead and hope for the best, and knowing that you'll have a far harder time doing so if you ask last minute, you discuss the possibility of staying over at the con with your parents. Of course your mother is heavily opposed and frets a great deal, but your father is far more supportive and eventually puts his foot down a bit, saying that as long as you keep your phone on you at all times and yadda yadda yadda then sure you can stay with your friends. ("It's just a couple of college nerd guys and a programmer nerd guy, honey, it's not like he's meeting up with the all-state football team." You decline to point out to him that these days some nerds have more of a reputation for debauchery than any jock.)\n\nOn the evening of the meetup, you get a ride from your friend Kevin, because of course he has his own car now, it's Kevin. He's as good-looking, extroverted, and charismatic as you are average-looking, introverted, and shy. You're not really sure how the two of you even became friends, other than that maybe he finds you more relaxing to hang out with than all the similarly gorgeous and cool people in his life. Your dashing blonde buddy pulls up to the curb and gives you a thumbs-up. "I'll hang around in the area for a while in case they turn out to be porkbeasts from planet Nevershower," he declares shamelessly before driving off. ... Yeah thanks bud.\n\nYou head inside the restaurant, which actually is really nice... it's not quite "fancy", but definitely more upscale than the average ramen-and-sushi joint. There's a hostess stand and everything, and you have to overcome a bit of Shy to tell the pretty hostess, "Um, yeah, I'm here as part of a party, reservation for 'Hart'?"\n\n"Ah, yes, you're the first to arrive," she says, with just a mildly censorious glance since you are fairly early. But all the same she smiles a pretty respectable Customer Service Smile and says "I can go ahead and seat you, if you'll follow me!"\n\nSo of course you follow her over to one of the tables, which turns out to also have a pretty decent view of the door. You sit and wait nervously, jumping a little bit every time someone comes in and staring to watch to see where they're led, but it's never to you. At one point you're almost sure when what look like a pair of college guys in anime shirts come in, but they get shown to the bar instead. You glance down at your phone... it's still a bit early, so maybe calm d-\n\n"Hiiii! Reservation for 'Hart' please!"\n\nYour head snaps up and your jaw goes slack as you see Peko and Carolina standing at the hostess stand.\n\nWell okay not <i>exactly</i> Peko and Carolina, but... it's them?! Peko is just as tall, and with brown hair instead of blue, but it's done in a very similar braid and forelocks, one of said forelocks even with a little carrot hairclip on it. Just that instead of a maid's outfit she's wearing jeans and... oh god is she actually wearing an ahegao hoodie in public?! The shorter woman with her, similarly, lacks all animal features, but her hairstyle and general face shape are both the same, just black hair instead of purple. She does have an anime cat purse though, its zipper attached with a number of candy-themed dangly decorations, though her dress is far less attention-grabbing... though from beneath the knee-length skirt are very familiar-looking rainbow stockings.\n\nYou're still just sort of staring with your mouth open as the hostess leads them over, Peko's hazel eyes lighting up as she sees you. "Hey, it's Cas! Kinda obviously!" she declares cheerfully as she takes a seat. "Wow, dude, you kind of look like your character! That's a little freaky," she adds, pointing at you.\n\nYou open and close your mouth a few times, before saying, "You're one to talk."\n\nShe blinks... then lets out that exact same wildly modulating laugh, earning glances from almost all over the restaurant. Apparently she really <i>does</i> laugh that way?! "Eh?! Really?!"\n\n"I told you," Carolina mutters, smacking her arm as she sits down as well. "Hi, Caspian," she adds in a more friendly tone, offering her hand across the table. "I'm Carolina, if it's not obvious."\n\n"Ah... right," you say, taking the hand and shaking it.\n\nPeko snorts again, leaning back with her hands in her hoodie pockets. "He totally thought we were dudes."\n\n"I...!" you splutter, then just blush and duck your head.\n\n"Tch, shameful," Carolina says in a bland, amused tone, giving you a grin as she sits back. "You thought there are no girls online?"\n\n"I mean... maybe not in the MMO with thirst bait armor," you murmur, before blushing even worse at actually having said it.\n\nCarolina splutters. "I don't wear thirst bait armor!!!!"\n\n"Yeah but I do," Peko says cheerfully, just grinning wider when Carolina shoots her a glare. "Anyway feel free to keep calling me Peko if you want, this one does all the time," she adds, pointing aside at her roommate.\n\n"Ah... okay, I'm... well, Caspian's okay. Or... Jamie," you murmur bashfully. Then you look curiously at Carolina.\n\nWho sighs, and after a moment says, "Carol-Lina. So Carol. Or Lina. Or Carolina. Whatever." Then she smirks. "You know I was betting you'd be shy."\n\n"First drink's on me I guess," Peko adds cheerfully.\n\nThat whiplashes you from embarrassed at Carol's accurate judge of your character to terrified. Drinks? Uh, what if-\n\nThen Hart walks in, and your jaw drops.\n\n"Eh? What? What is it?" Carol asks, turning in her chair, before her jaw drops as well.\n\n"Well that's a hell of a thing," Peko says cheerfully, having elected to tilt back until she can lean her head back to look behind her.\n\nBecause Hart is just... Hart. Even moreso than the sort of generally accurate look of the other two (or you apparently), Hart just looks like <i>Hart</i>. Except, admittedly, without the horns, and her hair's platinum blonde instead of green. But otherwise the face, the height, the build (okay she's wearing both a hoodie and a leather jacket so it's hard to tell if she's actually that flat), all of it's identical. She's also dressed far more modestly than the game Hart, with a white hoodie, black leather jacket, and black slacks, but still the resemblance is uncanny. ... Until you remember that she did, of course, completely design Hart.\n\n"Hallo~," she calls in that same slightly sardonic way as when she first introduced herself, doing the same hand-raise as she approaches the table.\n\n"Think a lot of yourself, don't you?" Peko says in a highly amused tone.\n\n"I am after all the very height of beauty perfected, in almost every way," Hart answers solemnly, cupping her chin in a way that would definitely cause a little sparkle emote to appear beside her head if it were the game. "Very little tweaking was required to create the absolute perfect cuteness."\n\n"I can't believe you can stand the idea of people making all sorts of porn with a character that looks like you," Carol notes flatly.\n\n"You say that as if I don't have the 'Hart_(RO)' tag on multiple booru boards in my daily tabs," Hart answers solemnly as she slides into the chair beside you, your face going bright red for more than one reason.\n\n"K-keep that to yourself!" Carol splutters, while Peko lets out her usual laugh.\n\nOnce things get a little settled down and the prior introductions are repeated, menus are finally picked up. "Ah, I'm starving... I've been eating like a college student all year saving up for the coming week, so I can splurge a bit on dinner tonight!"\n\n"Carol, we are college students."\n\n"You know what I mean!"\n\n"Hey, pass the drink menu, Cas," Peko says, making you subtly flinch again. "I wanna see if this is one of those places that makes you ask about the beer selection."\n\n"God I hate when they do that," Carol mutters as you nervously pick up the little faux leather folder and hold it out diagonally across the table.\n\n"Mm, it's always such a hassle getting places to admit my ID isn't fake, but they know me a bit here so I think I'll order something too," Hart adds.\n\n"How 'bout you, Cas, you more of a 'local seasonal craft' guy or a 'whatever's cheap' guy?" Peko asks cheerfully, glancing up from the list.\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, I uh, I'm not drinking tonight!"|QORO]]\n\n[["Soooo... uh... the thing is..."|QORO1x13]]

<<set $bitchbeachvisit to true>>A beach, huh? ... If a kind of questionably named one. Still, you figure you might as well go and have a look. \n\nYou tap the sign and follow the guiding line along the various paths, until the trees open up into... well, a beach. An almost perfectly idealized one, full of pale sand, the occasional dotted seashell large enough to be spotted from a distance, pristine blue waves lapping against it. Man they really didn't stint on providing the ideal beach experience for this simulation, did they?\n\n"Like it? Thanks, I put in a lot of work!"\n\n"GYAH!" you yelp in surprise at someone suddenly talking behind you, flailing and winding up thumping face-down in the sand. Hearing some snickering and blushing in humilitation, you roll over and look up. Standing there is a monster girl that looks like she's probably around your own age, or maybe that's because she's just more slender and sleek than most of the ones you've met so far. Her hair is such a dark brown it's almost black, thick and falling down past her pert butt in back, bound into a loose ponytail with a red leather band studded with metal spikes that matches the collar, bracelets, and anklets she's wearing. There's a pair of large canine ears poking up from amidst the hair, and a thick fluffy tail amerging from above her rear. Her skin is a dark tan, eyes red, her face cute, breasts... uh, optimized for swimming on the beach, clearly, yeah she's obviously a swimmer with those legs and arms for sure. She's wearing a fairly skimpy black bikini, though it looks less daring on her more modest proportions than it might on, say, Amooya. <<if $amooyafucked or $amooyarejected>>... Well it'd probably look even lewder on Amooya for certain other reasons.<<endif>>\n\n<img src="images/Sheba.jpg">\n\n"Hey there, didn't mean to startle you," she says, even as she's still snickering a bit at the sight of you getting up and dusting yourself off.\n\n"Um. It's okay. ... This is the first time I've ever gone to one of these areas and a monster girl's just come up and talked to me before," you note. "So it shocked me." That and her just <i>sneaking up on you</i>!\n\n"Heheh, yeah, well this place is a bit unusual. I'm Sheba the Serbrus, and Serbrus are a kind of monster girl that likes to guard things. So when I found this place and decided I liked it, I sort of took charge and now I run it." She pauses, then grins wider. "I'm the bitch. It's my beach," she adds, winking.\n\n"Oh. Huh. So, uh, sorry if I'm invading, I guess?"\n\n"No, no, you're fine! I mean, I wouldn't be running a very good adventure spot if I didn't let people come in and wander around. All I do is make sure the place stays clean and orderly, that the other monster girls don't get carried away, stuff like that. Oh, and I do also provide a few services."\n\n"Services?" you echo.\n\n"Yeah, since I run this place I know what's going on. Hey, you've got a MonComm with the monster girl scanner MGAA on it, right?" \n\n<<if not $mgaavisited>>You shake your head. "No, Hopita gave me the MonComm, but I don't have any MGAAs at all."\n\n"Tch, well, you're gonna need to visit her again and at least get that one. Once you do and can scan monster girls you encounter on the beach, I can tell you where they're hanging out today if you want to encounter them again. For a small fee."\n\n"... You can't just tell me anyway?" you ask a little plaintively.\n\n"Heheh, sorry, but one of the rules on my beach is that if you want something, you've gotta work for it! That's why I make people pay instead of just doing it as a courtesy."<<else>>You nod. "Yeah, I got that one already."\n\n"Good! Then once you've spotted a type of monster girl here on the beach and scanned her, I'll be able to tell you where to go to find one again. For a small fee, of course!" she adds brightly, briefly grinning in a way that assures you that yeah, she must have met Hopita.\n\n"Why do I have to scan her first, why can't I just pay the fee?" you ask with a bit of a frown.\n\n"'Cause that's my work ethic! You've gotta put in some effort to get what you want! I don't even really need the FD, I just don't want people to get complacent and think they can get things too easy. Call it a guard dog's ethos!"<<endif>>\n\nWhile you're pondering that, she adds, "Oh, and occasionally I might have things I need done around here, or even off in other areas, in order to keep my beach in top notch condition. If one of those comes up, I'll offer you a chance to do it, and reward you appropriately when you're done." She pauses, then grins, "Aaaand if you find something I might like while you're out exploring, of course, bring it to me and I'll be sure to reward you for that too. Y'know," she adds with a saucy wink, resting her fists on her hips and cocking them to one side a bit.\n\n... Yes you're fairly sure you do know, you think with a blush.\n\n<hr>\n[[Explore the Bitch Beach.|BBExplore]]*\n\nTell Sheba goodbye and [[head back to the starting area|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

When it comes down to it, you're not entirely sure how you feel about the idea of using your powers on your friends. You are, however, pretty sure you're ready to use them on your classmates, and with that in mind you decide to spend your last day practicing on random people at the mall as usual, getting them to scratch their noses, tip the barista, or offer you hefty discounts at the stores.\n\nAnd then spring break is over, and you return to school to settle in for the handful more weeks before summer vacation. You're not entirely sure why, practically everyone seems to have already checked out, and even the teachers are moving at a sort of lazy, breezy pace of marking time reviewing before finals. In fact you're not surprised at all when your English teacher declares a review period, indicates the things you should study on the board, and hunches over her desk to not-so-subtly play Candy Crush. \n\nImmediately a low-key chatter begins up, though when the teacher glances up and frowns it dies to almost nothing. Apparently the free period is contingent on silence to allow for better matching of confections. So everyone turns their attention to their desks, or their own phones, or in a few rare cases actual books (though not necessarily the English textbook). While normally you'd pull out your current novel and busily read for the next hour, today you scan around the room... and your fellow students' thoughts. It's not like you get every single little thing, mostly surface impressions and emotions, unless you focus on someone. Let's see, who to actually try your suggestion power on...?\n\nThere's one of the popular girls, [[Sandra|QOFam]]. She's very pretty, with a long strawberry blonde braid and a nice body. And... yikes. Under that pretty exterior she's a bit of a monster. Well, that might be taking it a little far, but amidst what you've come to think of as the "normal" teenager swirl of thoughts that at any given time includes material wants, idle daydreams, and sexual desire, there's some sincere sadism there, flitting thoughts of destroying those who have earned her ire... socially destroying them, that is. Geez, doing some work on her might be a public service.\n\nYour attention wanders to [[Amelia|QOFam]], really a girl after your own heart, moreso it seems now that you can read her thoughts. Her brown hair is pulled into a simple ponytail with a few wisps having escaped it, and she's hunched over a paperback, hazel eyes moving slightly behind her glasses. Despite the warm weather she's wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt with a hood, and you can feel that she'd really like to have the hood pulled up as if she could disappear that way. Her thoughts are mostly focused on her book and hoping she avoids being noticed by anyone for... ever. You can empathize. You can also, however, sense that her will is pretty weak to outside influence... this would be one of those cases your mother mentioned where it would be very, very easy to influence her.\n\nSimilarly there's [[Kaci|QOFam]], though for a different reason. Kaci's popular without being one of the Popular Girls, partly because she has no apparent interest in school politics and partly because she's seen as a bit weird. Energetic, flirty and playful, she has a tendency towards tie-dyed shirts and mismatched socks, apparently just because she thought it would be amusing that day. She's apparently quite impulsive, and back in elementary she was known as one of those 'do anything on a dare' kids, though she's grown out of that... mostly. Still, with her low impulse control, she might be another case of being really easy to influence into doing some fairly crazy stuff.\n\nThere's also [[Ben|QOFam2x6]]... you have noticed lately that you've been taking at least a second look at some guys, and Ben's kind of cute under his gothy exterior. Or with it, depending on how you look at it. Actually he's kind of pretty, which might be why he's steered clear of makeup and gone mostly with multiple ear piercings, black-dyed hair, and baggy black clothes. His thoughts are kind of drifting as he stares out the window... already kind of random and disordered, it wouldn't be too hard to start introducing some interesting ideas in there.

"I'll just have the basement furnished, you don't need to search it," you assure Hopita.\n\n"Alllrighty. Then that will be 300 FD, tap here please."<<set $basement to "furnished">><<set $fd -= 300>>\n\nYou tap the button on her tablet, and hear the beep from your MonComm. You check it to find you now have <<print $fd>> FD. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>You hit the button to call your trusty assistant. "Amooya, I've bought the stuff from Hopita to furnish the basement, could you take care of that?"\n\n"Oooo! Sure, Master, I'd be happy to! That's a nice space, it'll be good to start seeing some use from it!"\n\n"Thanks, Amooya, see you when I get home," you add before ending the call.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have had your basement furnished!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"Oh for..." Mac passes her hair-tentacles over her face again, then flits a hand as she turns and starts towards the station. "Fine, but you better start getting used to it, Universe High uses one too. A really <i>big</i> one."\n\n... Eek? That's so much worse? So what, it's just like a... big island floating in the middle of space with a high school on it? Aliens are crazy. You draw away and sit down on one of the bench seats not looking at the door. If you have to get used to it, you'll get used to it, but by god you will not start getting used to it today!\n\nMac eventually returns, giving you a rueful grin and shaking her head as she heads back into the cockpit. Well she can think whatever she wants, you're still going to be freaked out by them trying to make you think there's air and gravity in space. Seriously, what's with that?! Who would not build a dome just because?!\n\nThe rest of the day passes without incident, with you still sort of zoning-out sulking. Tomorrow, though, tomorrow you won't zone out. Why? Because tomorrow is dedicated to <i>worrying</i>! You may also make time for some fretting. Not only are you going to a new high school (why did you ever think doing that on purpose was a good idea?), you're going to a new, weird, <i>alien</i> high school. You are definitely going to need as much freaking-out time as possible.\n\nOf course your attempt to work yourself into a nervous wreck is somewhat derailed when partway through the morning you get a message on your phone... which, you never really thought to check if you got reception out here, but apparently? It's an email, in fact, and you open it up.\n\n'<i>Hi there! I'm the Expansive All-Access Learning Institution "High School"'s AI, Caretaker! I run all the automated systems of the school and can also help you out with stuff you need! Within reason, obviously, I can't do your homework for you, hahahaha!\n\nMandatory levity out of the way, there are a few things I'm still getting ready for our new Terran students, like your uniforms, dorm assignments, and... okay so it's really a lot, but don't worry, it will all be ready by the time you land! Anyway, I'm working on your uniform right now, so if you could tell me which of these you think is more you, I'd really appreciate it!</i>'\n\nAttached is a pair of pictures of teenagers about your age and coloration, who from the posing and kind of generic smiles look like they might be those sorts of models that are designed to have their shirts photoshopped into different stuff. Or maybe they're AI-generated? ... Actually you guess that the images are AI-generated one way or another anyway, huh? Anyway while the guy is wearing pants and the girl a skirt, those aren't really in focus, the camera's pretty squarely on their sweatshirts. The girl's is a deep burgundy color, the boy's a sort of cream, and they have the same 'EAALIHS' with what does in fact look like the outline of a high school on a floating island logo on it. Oh, Caretaker must be asking you which color of shirt you think looks better, and the phrasing is awkward because, again, there's clearly some sort of communication disconnect between these guys and how Earth people talk.\n\n<hr>\n[[You like the burgundy better.|QOGH]]\n\n[[You like the cream better.|QOGH]]

"I guess you better have it searched," you note. "I'm not entirely certain I've gotten everything out of there."\n\n"Alllrighty. Then that will be 600 FD, tap here please. My quick little buddy will either set up anything they find, or send it directly to your inventory."<<set $basement to "furnished">><<set $fd -= 600>><<set $spiderdoordiscovered to true>><<set $labkitdiscovered to true>><<if $bep is 0>><<set $obseed += 5>><<endif>>\n\nYou tap the button on her tablet, and hear the beep from your MonComm. You check it to find you now have <<print $fd>> FD. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>You hit the button to call your trusty assistant. "Amooya, I've bought the stuff from Hopita to furnish the basement, could you take care of that?"\n\n"Oooo! Sure, Master, I'd be happy to! That's a nice space, it'll be good to start seeing some use from it!"\n\n"Thanks, Amooya, see you when I get home," you add before ending the call.<<if $bep is 0 or not $girlseedfound>> Even as you're starting to ponder what else to do, you hear a beep from your MonComm again. You check it to find you have a message from an unknown number that says: 'Found some stuff!<<if not $girlseedfound>> A seed with boobas!<<set $girlseedfound to true>><<endif>><<if $bep is 0>> And some oysterberry seeds!<<endif>>' Huh. Okay then.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[You have had your basement furnished!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Sighing, you stand up and start to undo the fly of your jeans. You know it's probably pointless to say, but you add, "Please don't laugh."\n\nTanya snorts loudly. "I mean that's basically guaranteeing I'm gonna laugh, right? I mean, that bulge you've got goin' has gotta be mostly JESUS H. DONKEYSHOW!!"\n\nYou flush as her eyes go wide and her jaw drops as your cock flops out of the front of your jeans. It's always been so embarrassing getting undressed around other guys the times you've had to, having them stare, then start mocking you and insulting you. Plus soooo many internet forums have assured you that women <i>actually</i> really hate, loathe, and despise big dicks, finding them intimidating and disgusting, and that their ideal is definitely 'slightly below average', and...\n\n... and, uh, Tanya seems to be drooling? "Er... Tanya..."\n\n"H-holy shit," she murmurs, staring fixedly at your cock, almost absently bringing up one hand to wipe the back of it across her chin. "It's gotta be at least thirteen, maybe fourteen... is it even fully hard?" she adds in a whisper.\n\n"... um..." you murmur, your cock giving a heavy twitch and starting to get, well, fully hard from the way she's looking at it. \n\nTanya almost simultaneously gives a twitch, then hurriedly draws herself upright, folding an arm across her body and clearing her throat into one fist. "So, uh, hey, not bad scr-... Jamie. In fact, yeah, I think you and I can have some fun. Like, obviously you're familiar with the concept of fr-... let's say 'fuckbuddies'," she amends, rolling her shoulders a bit. "You and I could be fuckbuddies, you get to have my pussy wrapped around you which should be all the..." She trails off as your cock twitches again at her words, a heavy drop of pre welling at the tip. It clearly takes her a second for her train of thought to get back on the rails. "Actually I guess maybe I could toss a few other bennies your way. Just, y'know, to emphasize my magnanimous nature. So whattayasay? I mean, obviously you're gonna say yes, let's head upstairs."\n\n<hr>\n[["Um... okay."|QOTanya]]\n\n[["... No, it's too weird."|QOTanya]]

No, no, you couldn't possibly. That just feels... too far. You need to be good!\n\nYou shake your head to try and clear off some of the lingering curiosity (and, admittedly, horniness). Best to get your mind on actually playing the game, right? You've got a completely empty dwelling, a level one character (oop, you need to examine that), and plenty of time to play today, you should get to work! ... Playing the game.\n\nFirst things first, after a few quick attempts you figure out how to open your character menu. There we go, level one character! Oop, need to set a name. Let's see, this is always difficult... ... Draco? No, no, Harry Potter ruined that one. Hrm, let's see, let's see... dragon names might be too much on top of the rest. Something related to princes? ... Ah, hey, yeah, there y'go. You open the name entry screen and input 'Caspian'. There, that'll do, not <i>too</i> nerdy, right? ... Right?\n\nOkay you've really gotta stop fretting over this. Okay, just... try to have fun, alright? Which should start by doing a tutorial or something. Maybe working on getting some money so you can actually have somewhere to sit in this place. Oh, wait, yeah... you have Maya's account name, right? Or you're pretty sure you remember it. Should you go ahead and friend request her? You'd almost feel kind of bad hitting her up at first level, like you're trying to sponge off of her. Or look like a complete idiot newb in front of her, also bad. Maybe it would be better to make some progress, or at least learn to play the game first, before you call her up.\n\n<hr>\n[[Friend request Maya.|QORO]]\n\n[[Wait.|QORO1x4]]

Maybe it's the thought that this might all just be a dream that settles it, but you stop resisting the urge and instead walk out of the room, the newly tough undersides of your feet not quite clicking on the tile of the entryway as you open the door and step out, somehow not even thinking about putting anything on before stepping nude into the snowy December night.\n\nAnd... you see exactly what you somehow knew was there, which does feel like it sort of solidifies the idea that this is all a really wild dream. Santa's sleigh, painted in glittery red and green and gold (or heck maybe it actually is gold), sitting there with the man himself in the front seat. Although you can't help but notice in a slightly disconnected way that though he's wearing the expected white fur-trimmed hat and long coat, the coat is left open to display a somewhat antiquated-in-style and much more muted in colors outfit, and that there's no massive bag in the back of the sleigh. (Well, it is still almost a week until Christmas Eve, you think while suppressing another hysterical laugh.)\n\nThat definitely couldn't be anybody but Santa, you think as you look at his broadly-smiling face with its rosy cheeks and full equally pink nose and its perfectly snowy-white beard. And harnessed at the front of the sleigh are a team of eight...\n\n<hr>\n[[... reindeer guys.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[... reindeer girls.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[... reindeer people.|QOFreya4x4]]\n\n[[... regular reindeer.|QOFreya]]

You take a look at the garden patch, with its short fence and deep, soft-looking brown dirt scattered with grey rocks.<<if not $cropgrowing>> It's currently completely empty, just a square patch of dirt and stone.<<else>> There are already a few little green shoots poking up from what you planted earlier.<<endif>><<if $girlseedplanted is true>>The patch of ground where you planted the woman-shaped seed has a handful of little shoots coming up, but nothing identifiable so far.<<endif>>\n\nWhat would you like to plant?\n\n<hr>\n<<if $cropsgrowing is 3>>All the plots are full.<<else>><<if $fd >= 20 or $obseed >= 1>>[[Oysterberry.|FGWPlantOysterBerry]]<<else>>You don't have any oysterberry seeds, and you don't have enough money to buy one.<<endif>><<if $girlseedfound is true and $cropsgrowing < 3>><br><br>The [[strange woman-shaped seed|FGWGirlSeedPlant]] you found in the basement.<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n[[Nevermind.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]

Your jaw drops at the sight, a good portion of your brain suffering an abrupt bluescreen, but one tiny bit of it remaining functioning and noting practically 'Oh <i>that's</i> why she always wears loose bottoms.'\n\nBecause yeah if she wore anything snugger than sweat pants or jogging pants that monster would absolutely show in them, whether it was completely soft or not. It's definitely not in the video... it looks like she's about half-hard, the long tan shaft drooping in a low arc but still standing out from her body slightly, raised a bit above the heavy tan balls beneath it. 'She's only starting to get hard and she's already way bigger and thicker than me,' you think a little distantly.\n\nFor whatever reason though you can't take your eyes off the screen as Freya runs her hands along her thick shaft, stroking it, rubbing it, lifting it, scooping a hand under her balls to lift them up as well, making low cooing noises and almost purrs of arousal as she just almost worships her own prick with her hands. It's steadily growing harder under her touch... not <i>that</i> much thicker or longer, apparently she is, as they say, a shower not a grower, but it's still noticeable as it rises, growing firmer and rising higher as she starts pumping her hands lightly along it in slow, smooth strokes.\n\n"<i>Mmmm, I wonder what you're thinking about as you look at it?</i>" she purrs as she strokes it, stepping in and angling her cock right towards the camera, bringing it in closer. "<i>Are you thinking you wanna suck it, you fucking pervert? Yeah? Take it down your throat, feel it throb inside you with my balls on your chin? Huh? Yeah?</i>"\n\nYou're not sure what you're thinking... you may barely be thinking anything, just sort of numbly watching as she shakes her hips and lets her cock sway back and forth freely, displaying just how heavy it is. Then she steps back again, this time sitting down in the chair and starting to stroke herself with both hands more purposefully.\n\n"<i>Hhhha... I don't blame you... I've sucked it before,</i>" she moans in a smug tone, making your eyes widen further. "<i>Oh yeah, sucking my own cock felt better than I could ever imagine... it almost felt better to have that big throbbing prick crammed in my mouth than it did to have my mouth around my big throbbing prick... mmmhaaa,</i>" she moans, lifting a hand from her cock to press under one of her breasts, moving it to start sucking one of her own nipples instead.\n\nApparently the combination of memories and being worked up by the camera means she doesn't last long, and it's really only a minute or so before she's moaning loudly and firing incredibly thick, long streamers of milky white all over her toned belly and round tits, returning to jerking herself quickly with both hands to milk out her entire load all over herself. Several spurts strike her face directly, making her gasp and jerk her hips, clearly turned on by the self-facial. Once she's done she slumps in the chair, panting for a moment. She looks at the camera, her eyes a bit glazed, before she leans forward and fumbles with the camera. The video abruptly ends, transitioning back to the file selection screen.\n\nSo... uh... that's a thing. Your brain is still trying to process what it's seen... not only that Aunt Freya has a huge cock but that apparently she makes lewd videos showing it off. You glance nervously towards the door but realize that the video was really only a few minutes long and the shower's still going... apparently she's one of those who likes to prune herself under the hot water. (Or maybe she's doing... other stuff?) It looks like there are... a lot of other videos, too.\n\n<hr>\n[[Watch another one.|QOFreya2x5]]\n\n[[Close it out, quick!|QOFreya]]

You click on 'Environments', and it brings up a list of what you guess are settings you can spawn Maya into. You notice there's a checkbox for 'Redress before load'. Well... you'll just leave that off for now. If Maya wants to be so adventurous, she can just spawn into these places naked! Let's see, what do they have...\n\n<hr>\n[[Men's locker room.|QODigiMayaMensLockerRoom]]

<<set $daymarefucked to true>><<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $honeysucklecounter += 1>>You decide to approach the monster girl. As you do, you quickly realize that the monster girl is also approaching you. Um, really fast. Like, she's running right at you. ... Uh-oh...\n\n"WAHOOOOO!" she squeals as she tackles you, your clothes flying off in particularly cartoonish fashion as she pounces. "Cute boy!"\n\nYou let out a loud yelp as you're thumped to the ground on your back, abruptly naked, and staring up at the horsegirl straddling you. She looks... very human, which makes her complete nudity all the more embarrassing. Her hair is thick and a slightly orange honey blonde, the color of the equine ears poking up from the top of her head matching it, as does the hide that starts at the top of her thighs and goes all the way down to her hooves. Her skin is a rich caramel color, dotted across her face and shoulder with darker freckles, her eyes a rich blue as she looks down at you, running her hands up and down your stomach and chest.\n\n"Well now ain't you just the cutest li'l thang?" she coos cheerfully, twirling a fingertip around your bellybutton and making you squeak.\n\n"Um. Um," you stammer, not sure how to respond. Well, part of you certainly knows how to respond to a naked horsegirl straddling you and calling you cute. Your cock quickly juts up just in front of her crotch, and the Daymare gives a slightly whinny-like giggle as she shamelessly wraps a hand around it and starts stroking, making you moan. \n\n"Well looks like soooomebody wants to go ridin' with me," she practically purrs. It's only a matter of seconds before she leans up and forward, her largeish, firm brown breasts swaying in your face as she tilts your cock into place, then slides down fully on you, engulfing you smoothly in her warm, wet pussy. Almost immediately she starts slowly moving up and down, rolling her hips a bit with her motions, her hands resting on your belly. "Now this here, for you first time riders, is called a 'walk'."\n\n"Mmmmf... so isn't this more going for a walk?" you ask without really thinking about it, resting your hands on her strong hips as she continues working herself atop you.\n\nShe gives a quick whinny-laugh at that, blue eyes twinkling as she replies, "Well I reckon it is! Then I guess we better move up to a 'trot', huh?" she coos as she picks up the pace, bouncing herself atop you faster now, adding a little shimmy of her hips every time she comes down. The pace and impact is enough to start making her big brown boobs jiggle a bit every time she comes down on you, as well as shake slightly with the motions of her hips. "Now, if'n it's your first time ridin' a mare, most cute boys when they hit the trot... mmmm, there y'go," she adds warmly, licking her lips as you shudder and cum after only about a minute of her perfectly-paced and practiced hip motions, painting her pink inner walls with your seed. But before you could even think of starting to go soft, her inner muscles give a tight squeeze around you, and she starts a slightly quicker, firmer pace, giving her back a little wiggle with every motion, not only making her hips shake even more atop you but making her breasts wobble even more. "Don't worry, though, th' 'canter' will keep ya goin'!"\n\n'I'm learning so much about horse riding,' you think in a pleasured daze as the Daymare continues to work and buck atop you, her orangeblossom honey-colored tail tickling your balls with her motions, her ass slapping against your thighs a bit with each downward thrust. Then she pauses with you fully inside her, giving her hips a nice slow grind, and even as you can feel her squeezing and rubbing your stiff dick against her inner walls, part of your brain clears up enough to think, 'Wait, there's another one, isn't there?'\n\n"And, of course," the Daymare murmurs, blue eyes glinting wickedly now. "There's gallopin'."\n\nWith that she starts slamming herself down on your cock at high speed. There's no artful hip-wiggles or shaking now, just sheer, brutal speed and power as she powerfucks herself on top of your cock like she's trying to drive you into the ground. Your eyes roll and your body arches, and it's only a matter of seconds before you're firing your second load deep inside her. Your orgasm seems to get drawn out as she just keeps going, her squealing, happy whinnies echoing in your ears as she keeps you hard largely by just refusing to stop fucking herself on your prick as hard and fast as she can, her tits bouncing wildly and her head tossing as if she were the one busting a wild bronco at a rodeo.\n\nYou must just pass out at some point, because when you come to the Daymare is gone and you're laying naked and sweaty on the grass with no sign of her nearby. ... Well, you guess now you know the meaning of "ridden hard and put away wet", you think a bit dazedly. As you get up and collect your clothing, you notice a pair of bottles of monster girl milk laying nearby.<<set $mgmilk += 2>>\n\nShaking your head to try and clear it, you [[return to the starting area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

<<set $statuebasebought to true>><<set $fd -= 200>>"Hey, Hopita, I'm wondering... why are you selling just the base for a statue?"\n\n"Well, gotta have the base to put a statue on, right?" Hopita shrugs, then grins. "Statues are one of the easiest ways to attract certain monster girls right to your farm. It may take a day or two, but whatever statue you put in is bound to attract one eventually."\n\n"Still, buying the statue and the base separately seems weird," you murmur.\n\n"Ah, that's the beauty of it! This base is designed so it will fit and support pretty much any statue out there! And it's easy to switch them out, too. Amooya can swap them out for you once you buy or find them any time you want, I'm sure she'll find somewhere to store the ones you're not using at the time."\n\nHm, easy way to get monster girls to come to you instead of you going and looking for them? Sold. Or at least the building block for doing so is. You tap the option, then raise your MonComm, seeing that the top of the readout now says '<<print $fd>> FD'. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>Tapping Amooya's image on the phone, you put it to your ear.\n\n"Yes, Master, how can I help?"\n\n"Amooya, I bought a statue base from Hopita, could you come get it and install it in front of the house?"\n\n"Of course! I'll have it done by the time you get home, Master!"\n\nMan, she is a hard worker. Thanking her, you end the call.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have bought the statue base!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

You tap the menu on the mailbox, and watch as it expands up into a flat plane in front of you, displaying both an actual map with dots on it and a list of the places available for travel.\n\n<b>Home</b>\n<hr>\n* <<if $energy is 0>>[[The farm.|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]<<else>>[[The farm.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>\n\n<b>Town</b>\n<hr>\n*<<if $hopitavisited is true>>[[General Store.|FGWLeisShopRepeat]]<<else>>[[General Store.|FGWLeisShopFirst]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $streetcornerunlocked is true>>[[Street Corner.|FGWLeisCorner]]*<<endif>>\n\n<b>Adventure Area</b>\n<hr>\n*<<if $adventurevisited is true>>[[Starting area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<else>>[[Starting area.|FGWLeisAdvFirst]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $puckplantvisited is true>>[[Pucker Plant Patch.|PuckerPlantRepeat]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $mustangplainsvisited is true>>[[Mustang Plains.|MustangPlainsRepeat]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $jungletreesvisited is true>>[[Jungle Trees.|JungleTreesRepeat]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $abandondragongrottovisited is true>>[[Abandoned Dragon Grotto.|ADGRepeat]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $dessertdesertvisit is true>>[[Dessert Desert.|DDRepeat]]*<<endif>>\n*<<if $bitchbeachvisit is true>>[[Bitch Beach.|BBRepeat]]*<<endif>>

She's stepped away from all her weapons! And she's even stripped naked for you! This is it... this is the chance a lowly no-level goblin could only dream of! Even if she winds up wringing your neck with her bare hands, you'd hate yourself for the rest of your pathetic green life if you didn't take this chance!\n\nGiving a battlecry (that might be more of a shriek) you leap from hiding directly towards her. The elf whirls towards you and gives her own challenging war cry (no that's definitely a shriek) just before you impact right against those big soft tits of hers. The thump of your body against her along with her own surprise is plenty to knock her to the ground sprawling, clearly slightly dazed with shock and the impacts, and you take full advantage. Grabbing her legs and hauling them up, wrapping your skinny arms around those thick thighs, you slam your cock into her, your body immediately starting to pump away furiously with almost blurring speed in some deep-seated muscle instinct.\n\nIt actually takes a second for the sensation of a pussy wrapped around your cock to fully sink into your brain. An elven pussy! So beautifully soft and hot and even wet, gripping all around you even as the elf herself bucks and writhes in protest. Oh! Pussy feels so good! Raping feels so good! In that moment, the secrets of the universe unfold themselves to you. The purpose of a goblin is to rape! Rape is the reason for your existence! It's all so clear now! And obviously elves were put on this world to be raped by goblins! It's all so clear and rational now!\n\n"N-noooo! Stop! Stop, you beast!" the elf yowls, repeatedly trying to get some traction or strike at you. But the sheer speed you're slamming your cock into her at is apparently completely rattling her and she can never coordinate herself long enough to actually hit you or get ahold of you, instead just bucking and writhing and grabbing at the ground. Her tits jiggle constantly and wildly with the impact of your scrawny hips against her, her whole body shaking, her pussy gradually getting wetter and her nipples harder, a slutty edge starting to enter her moans.\n\nYes! Yes, it's definitely true! Elves were meant to be raped! And goblins were meant to rape them! Your long purplish tongue lolls out, trailing drool all over her perfect pristine stomach as you pound away at her, slamming your eager green prick into her gorgeous pink pussy like you were trying to destroy it. Her own mouth opens and her much prettier soft-looking tongue juts out as she starts letting out a constant noise rattled by the impact of your cock inside her, a sort of 'uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-<i>uh</i>!' that's driving steadily upwards.\n\n"No, no please, no please please, no no no no don't make me cum don't make me cum don't make me cum on a goblin's diiiiiiiiiiiick!" she wails as her back arches hard, her hips shoving towards you as her pussy clenches down on your pistoning shaft and gushes all over her balls, her eyes rolling up in her head as she squeals like a domesticated pig.\n\nBut you don't stop. You don't even think about stopping. You don't even think. You're 100% on autopilot now, your body having become nothing but a pure mechanical elf-fucking machine. Your whole purpose for existing right now is to drive your cock into that now quivering, wantonly eager elfcunt and slap your balls against her pretty skin and drool all over her perfect flat tummy. You hug around her thick thighs, feeling them squish under the pressure of your skinny arms, your panting, grunting, almost giggling noises no doubt just as loud in her ears as her own helpless moans and mewls of gradual surrender to pleasure.\n\nIn fact you make your elven rapemeat cum at least twice more before you do it yourself. The climax practically slams into you as a surprise, making your whole body go taut as you let out a little "Hwoooooo!" of release, pumping a powerful, thick load deep inside her, the elf slut letting out her own noise and her eyes rolling again as you force her to get off by using her as a cum dump. You shudder and tremble for all of a moment in release, before pulling out and leaping forward to straddle her chest, pinning her arms with her knees. You grab hold of those big whorish elf-udders and start squeezing and kneading them, pinching and yanking on her nipples as she shrieks and writhes under you.\n\nThen you squish her tits together around your cock and start rapidly thrusting again, this time your hips slapping right up against the underside of her breasts and sending wobbling shockwaves through the soft flesh. The elf bitch bucks and writhes again underneath you, her squeals having taken on a more outraged tone again, the huffy look and puffed cheeks of her expression only driving you to fuck her tits faster and harder. Gradually her cries start turning breathy and pleasured again, coming out in little protesting slutty whimpers as her eyes gradually start to roll up in her head again.\n\n"D-don't, no, no way, no way, don't, I can't cum from my tits, don't make me cum from my tits, no, nyooooooo!" she squeals as her tongue juts out and her lips curl up in a brainless smile as her back arches, her hips twisting and her pussy gushing again.\n\nAs if in reaction to the sheer lewdity of her own climax, yours hits you at the same time and you let out a guttural goblin shriek of pleasure as you thrust forward and cum. Your cock shoots just as much thick gobbo juice as before, firing it all over her whorishly contorted face, leaving it spattered all over with thick lines and puddles of white. You thrust again and again, making sure more of your shots coat the upper curves and inner ones of her tits, smearing it all over her, making sure she's practically glazed from tits to scalp before finally releasing her.\n\nYou stand up, briefly admiring your work as the elf lays there sprawled and insensate, her eyes empty and her breathing coming hard, those cum-soaked tits rising and falling with little wobbles. Feeling foggy-headed yourself and overcome by the sensation of a job well done, you barely even notice a faintly familiar voice announcing something to you as you turn and make your way back to the colony.\n\nYou catch a smacking-around for not coming back with anything useful, but you barely notice it. Instead afterwards you just stagger on rubbery legs back to the little sleeping cavern assigned to goblins of your clutch and flop onto your meager rag bed, falling deeply asleep.\n\nSomewhere in the depths of your dreaming you find yourself standing in a vast darkness, with only a single point of light ahead of you... a square of some sort floating in the air right in front of you. 'A screen,' you think, not sure where you got that word for it. But you look it over, taking in what it has to say.\n\n'Name: J■■■■\nSpecies: Juvenile Goblin\n\nStrength: D\nMental: D\nAthletics: D\nMagic: F\nCharisma: C\nLuck: S\n\nTitles:\n[Reincarnator]\n[Spark]\n[Rapist]\n[Violator of Elves]\n[Defiler of Princesses]\n\nBeginning evolution process.'\n\nThree more lights appear ahead of you, illuminating up forms that are... you? Somehow they vaguely look like you, at least, in some vague way... you think. \n\nThe one on the left is a sort of hunched form with a wide, toned chest and long, hefty muscular arms ending in big three-fingered hands. It's a deeper green color, with a handful of markings winding around those large arms. Its legs are sort of short and stubby by comparison, but that just makes the hefty cock dangling between its legs coming almost to the ground look even bigger. It has a pair of short, blunt-looking horns settled above each eye on its thick, overhung brow, and its hair runs in a thick, scruffy line directly down the center of its head and down the back of its neck like a horse's mane, leaving the sides of its head and its hefty flaps of ears bare. As you look at it a screen appears next to it.\n\n'Bruhgoblin. A branch of goblin evolution that focuses entirely on the physical. None of its evolutions can ever learn magic. Typically becomes bigger and stronger with every evolution.'\n\nThe one on the right is tall and rather lean, but you can't help but notice that it's surprisingly less ugly than, well, most of the goblins you've seen. (You've always thought it a little strange that goblins, yourself included, seem to know they're ugly, but maybe it has something to do with your revelation earlier... you were, after all, put on this world to defile beautiful things.) Anyway the goblin form on the right isn't exactly 'pretty' but at least approaches plain by human standards, which makes him pretty for a goblin you guess. He has straight black hair with several streaks of red in it that falls down to below his shoulderblades, and a pair of slender horns rising about two inches up from his forehead. His cock is long and slender, and the black markings on his skin look intricate and mystical.\n\n'Magoblin. The lowest level of magic-using goblin. Gains extra benefits from titles. Has relatively few evolutions that bring it back to having any physical strengths.'\n\nAnd in the middle is... well, yeah, that one definitely looks like you the most. Again he looks less ugly than you or the average goblin... not quite 'handsome' but like, faintly potentially kinda there if you squinted and had really low standards? More muscle tone than you've got though still pretty sleek, his scruffy black hair falling down around his shoulders, a simple sort of 'crest' black marking going across his collarbone and around the outside of his shoulders. His dick is bigger than yours, though neither so long or so impressively thick as either of the other two.\n\n'Goblin. The mature form of the Juvenile Goblin. Most average stat progression. Has the most potential for evolving into different forms.'\n\nSo... wow. This is evolution! You knew it happened... goblins, after all, usually become different things not by studying or learning (which most are terrible at) but by accruing enough XP to evolve. You think titles have something to do with it? But it definitely looks like you have a few of those now... huh. Some of them are... strange. You'll have to think about them. But maybe later. For now you're going to have to pick what to become. You didn't expect it to happen so soon, or maybe ever if you were honest. But apparently raping one elf did it... though, again, by the titles you got, apparently she was a pretty important elf. \n\nBruhgoblin... there aren't any in the colony right now, though you think the current chief (an Orc) maybe used to be one? You think that maybe there are a few other Magoblins, they wander through camp occasionally, but the magic users seem to mostly keep to themselves. And... just Goblin, huh? Well, you'd be an adult and there would be fewer goblins above you to push you around that way, that'd be for sure. It sounds like you wouldn't get nearly as much in the way of strength or power right away but... it says there that they can evolve into the most other forms. So you guess if you had the patience... well, no, it's not just the patience, a goblin's life is a fragile one, you might not have <i>time</i> to evolve again before some adventurer came along and sliced you in half.\n\n... But then, you do apparently have 'S' rank luck...\n\n<hr>\n[[Become a Bruhgoblin.|QOGob]]\n\n[[Become a Magoblin.|QOGob2x2]]\n\n[[Mature into a regular Goblin.|QOGob]]

What that old bastard does is his own business. Honestly at this point the less you have to do with him the better.\n\nIn fact he's left you with the perfect opening. Obviously he won't be too upset if you never come back, now that you've bowed and scraped a bit... after all, obviously in his mind, the fewer potential usurpers the better. If he assumes you're sitting in the woods like a chump unable to even figure out the really basic spells, he'll probably be happy as an unhatched egg in a crevice and leave you the hell alone. Which suits you 100%.\n\nHm... maybe you can figure out these other spells yourself. Like he's obviously left bits and pieces of the real things intact... if you can sit and puzzle out what the rest of is that goes in there, his useless magic book might not turn out to be so useless after all!\n\nThe first thing you do, of course, is turn your attention to removing that first Lesser from Lesser Lesser Fireball. By the end of the day you've pretty much got it figured out, and have gained some XP for doing so too. (Lesser Lesser Fireball is still useful for some things, though... once you fix the problems with its range, speed, and accuracy, you can use it on things like squirrels and rabbits and get meat cooked to about goblin preferences instantly.) \n\nOver the next few days, which unfolds into a few weeks, you continue to decipher the real spells from the mangled ones. You're not sure if what you wind up with is exactly how they're <i>supposed</i> to work, but they do <i>work</i>, which you figure is the important thing. You even manage to sort of 'invent', or maybe just intuit, several other minor spells such as shaping spells and alchemical spells, and unlock several class abilities related to magic crafting, such as brewing and leatherworking. It's actually a little shocking how much you get done, and how comfortable you are living on your own out in the woods... most goblins get nervous being away from their own kind too long.\n\n'Maybe I was a loner in a previous life,' you muse as you finish attaching the latest bead you transformed an unremarkable pebble into to your much more proper and better-fitting leather loincloth before fastening it on, matching the leather bands you've crafted for your own arms and thighs. Then you pause and consider, opening your status menu and eyeing your titles. [Reincarnator]... hm. Maybe you're not too off the mark there.\n\nOne day as you're out searching for herbs for a new concoction you had an idea for, you catch a faintly familiar scent. You straighten and sniff more deliberately. No... surely not. Stuffing the herbs you'd just picked into your belt pouch, you turn and go slipping quietly through the forest, following your nose.\n\nAnd... there she is! It really is the exact same elf you raped before! Did she come back? Or did she never leave? She's currently leading her horse as she walks along, peering about as if looking for something.\n\n... Oho. Might she be looking for you? To enact revenge? Or... did she come back for more?\n\nThis is interesting! You're torn... this is your chance to practice some of your new spells and see just how effective they'd be against an unwilling target. But you also kind of want to approach her and see what she has to say about your new form versus the one you fucked her silly with before...\n\n<hr>\n[[Use magic.|QOGob]]\n\n[[Talk to her.|QOGob]]

Your mouth kicks into gear before your brain can really stop it, and you find yourself saying, "Uhhhh, when you say you'll give me <i>anything</i> I need...?"\n\nAll three of them stare at you, and you grow distinctly worried that you're about to have the shit beat out of you while being informed that Skyrim is for the Nords. Then they all let out a genial laugh, Gerdur reaching forward to snag you by the wrist and tug you along.\n\n"Far be it from me to send such a noble warrior out with his sword unpolished," she says in a wry tone, while you just follow along with wide eyes and a slack jaw, Hod and Ralof following along with smug looks on their faces. "Well then, while these two do their best to drain our mead, I suppose I'll just have to drain your balls, hm?"\n\n"Bwuh?" you squeak, still sort of trying to process that not only is this happen, but she's taking the initiative.\n\nBut soon you've been urged inside the house, an L-shaped thing surrounded by a garden plot and a few animal pens. Hod and Ralof settle in at the table, already chatting amiably as Ralof starts pouring drinks, while Gerdur leads you right around the corner to where her marriage bed is right out in the open. You watch with stunned, though increasingly lustful eyes as she undoes the laces of the front of her dress and then pulls it off over her head, revealing large, milk-white breasts, and leaving her wearing nothing but her shoes and a pair of simple little white panties. Both of which quickly follow her dress as she steps out of the shoes and pushes the panties down, revealing a thick but not utterly unruly bush of dark blonde hair. Just as quickly and efficiently, as if with the air of long practice, she tugs off your Stormcloak garb and drops it to the floor, revealing your slender, now toned body and your stiff prick.\n\n"A warrior's sword indeed," Gerdur says in a praising tone as she wraps a hand around your shaft and gives it a few strokes, making you moan. It does seem like it got a bit bigger since you used the Warrior's Stone... or maybe you've just never been this hard before. You watch as she sinks to her knees on the floor in front of you, leaning forward and sliding her mouth over the head of your prick, swirling her tongue around it as she continues lightly stroking your shaft with one hand and gently cups your balls with the other, fondling them softly.\n\nYou bite your lower lip as you meet her eyes, Gerdur gazing up at you without the merest hint of shame, which causes you to glance guiltily towards the corner where you know her husband is. As if on cue, you can hear Hod call, "Hey, boy! Make sure you save some stamina to fuck her tits! The best in Skyrim, or I'll eat my own dagger!"\n\n"Oh Hod," Gerdur says warmly as she draws her head back to glance towards the call with a grin, not stopping in her stroking and fondling of you. Then she looks up, asking curiously "Is something the matter?" as you squirm.\n\n"Ah, just, uh, it's, um," you stammer. You're pretty sure you'd have a difficult time making your brain work in this situation even if you weren't having your cock pleasured by someone other than yourself for the first time (because it certainly <i>feels</i> real enough no matter what you might think).\n\n"Psh, foreigners," Gerdur says with a good-natured snort, before urging you back to sit on the end of the bed. Pushing your legs further apart, the married mother leans in and places her open mouth on your balls, starting to stroke and wash her tongue over them while stroking your cock a bit more firmly. Any further protests or concerns you might have had vanish in a haze of pleasure as you sink back to prop yourself up on your elbows, moaning and shuddering as Gerdur apparently tries to clean every bit of sweat off of your sack with her tongue and lips.\n\nEventually though, having kept you on the edge for some time, she lifts up and wraps those big soft tits, which you've just heard authoritatively declared the best in Skyrim, around your cock. You moan loudly at the feeling of being engulfed in such warm, sweet softness, and lift your head a bit to look down, seeing her flicking her tongue over the tip of your cock where it pokes out of them. But it's the sight of a bit of milk actually leaking from her pale pink nipples that does it as much as anything, and after only a few kneads and strokes of her breasts over your dick you're letting out a low cry and cumming against her lips and cheeks.\n\n"Oh my," Gerdur says appreciatively as a load larger than anything you've ever put out before splatters across her face and tits, continuing to gently knead her large, apparently still productive mammaries around you. "So eager. Could it be that though your sword is blooded in battle, it hasn't been blooded in the bedchamber?" she teases lightly as she licks her lips off.\n\n"Um," you reply with a bright blush.\n\n"Well then, let's not drain you any further," she says, urging you further back onto the bed and climbing up after you, her cum-smeared tits swaying and wobbling as she moves to get atop you, balancing on the balls of her feet quite agilely and reaching down to nudge your cock up into place at her lightly-furred lower lips. "You seem like you've a long journey ahead to help us all, and it's said a warrior will be blessed indeed if he makes a child when losing his virginity."\n\nYour eyes widen some at the implications, but before you can comment Gerdur lowers herself, and all you can do is moan as you're overcome at the feeling of your cock being swallowed up by her wet heat. You shiver as she lowers herself down onto you, her round ass soon settling against your balls and thighs, and soon she's riding smoothly and eagerly atop you, back arched just enough to show off those amazing milky tits, her hands guiding your own to grip her hips. Abandoning any thoughts of propriety or consequences, even as far as the game goes, or really any thoughts at all, you start thrusting up into her eagerly, letting yourself settle into an animalistic haze of breeding pleasure.\n\nEven once you've thrust up and spilled another load into Gerdur's pussy, the millwife cooing happily and grinding her hips down against you, your cock stays hard, and soon she's settled herself face down ass up on the bed, your hips sending ripples of impact through her large, well-padded butt as you pound into her from behind, even more like a pair of rutting animals now as you pump into her already cum-soaked pussy, trying to push your seed into her more deeply as you ready another load of it for her. Around the corner, you can hear Hod laughing with Ralof as you do your best to impregnate his wife, that only urging you to fuck her harder, making her tits jiggle where they're pressed against the furs covering the bed.\n\nFinally after the third time you can feel yourself getting fully tired, your cock beginning to go soft as you slide it out of her, dropping free of her well-fucked and proven fertile pussy in a little splash of jizz. You flump to the side on your back, panting, shivering as Gerdur leans down and starts cleaning your now thoroughly soft prick with her mouth. Despite the work of her tongue and lips as she sucks every bit of mingled juices from it, there's no further reaction. 'Maybe I need to level up my stamina some more or something,' you think dazedly.\n\nAlmost as if prompted, you see a handful of progress bars pop up in your HUD. You're still a little too dazed to catch them all, but at least one reads 'Sexual Prowess'. Welp, looks like the skill system has been lewded up too. You even hear the familiar noise that indicates you've got a level up ready.\n\nGerdur gets up and redresses, announcing, "Feel free to take anything from the house you need! But get on the way before nightfall, if you can," before rounding the corner, apparently to join her husband and brother.\n\nAfter a few minutes you feel your strength return fully and get up. You use the HUD commands to reequip your gear right from the floor, since that seems faster, and spend a few minutes looking around, taking a couple of food items, some healing potions, and admittedly a few bottles of mead and wine before you head towards the door. All three of the house's inhabitants bid you a polite goodbye in passing, Hod even giving you a thumbs-up that you return a little awkwardly before stepping out.\n\n... Whew. Well, that was... that was definitely something. You guess you should head to the Riverwood Trader now and-\n\nOh, right, better level up first. Tapping the menu button, you select the 'Level Up' option, then yelp as you suddenly find yourself floating in space, surrounded by constellations. ... Okay that was startling. But it seems to be just some sort of projection or image, and rather than scrolling it around to look at it you can instead just turn in place to look through the options. As you suspected, there are some different skill trees than in vanilla, including the 'Sexual Prowess' one. Just for funsies, you sweep your hands at it to expand it, taking a look at the abilities, specifically the first star since like all the others it's available.\n\n'Conquerer (0/5) - Every sexual encounter provides a small boost to all your other skills and abilities.'\n\n... Huh. Wow, wait, every <i>encounter</i>, not even every partner? ... Man though even if the bonus isn't that big, if casual sex is the norm in Skyrim that could still be handy. And, uh... well. Y'know. Clearing your throat, you look through the rest of the skill tree (constellation, whatever). It looks like it's a lot like that, instead of providing its own abilities it mostly provides bonuses to other skills like Speech and Stealth, though a couple of the top-tier ones are completely greyed out and just say 'Unlock to view'. Still... it sounds like it wouldn't exactly be a bad skillset to start with, especially since if it works like it sounds like, it would let all your other skills level up faster too.\n\nPart of you wants to reject that, disdaining that it would be going way too much into 'Dare you enter my magical realm?' territory. You started this up to play Skyrim, not to go around fucking at every opportunity, that part insists! Obviously that part has a fairly weak hold on the mind of a teenage boy, but you guess there is some logic to focusing on more "proper" investments like One-Handed Weapons or maybe going ahead and putting a point in Destruction so you can start playing the probably second most common Skyrim "class", a spellblade. ... You're thinking that if you're going to put the point in Sexual Prowess, you'd probably better be willing to focus your game on that. Not that certain parts of you have a problem with that idea...\n\n<hr>\n[[Spend the perk on One-Handed.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[Spend the perk on Destruction.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[Spend the perk on Sexual Prowess.|QOSkyrim]]

"I'm... not really into it, Amooya, sorry," you tell her.<<set $amooyarejected to true>><<if $fuckedbyfuta is true>> "A monster girl did it to me before, and I... don't really want to again."<<endif>>\n\n"Oh. Well, it's okay, Master," Amooya answers, despite her obvious disappointment. <<if $fuckedbyfuta is true>>"Some monster girls aren't very respectful of someone's wishes, but... well, I promise, I'll keep working hard for Master and not be selfish like that!"<<else>>She then manages a smile though. "Don't worry, Master, I respect your decision. I'll keep working hard for you and help make this farm a comfy home!"<<endif>>\n\n"Thanks, Amooya. I really appreciate it," you assure her.\n\n<<if $energy is 0>>Amooya squirms in place for a moment, then quickly gets dressed again, apparently trying to smooth out her rumpled dignity before saying, "Would you like to go to bed, Master, or would you like to log out?"<<else>>"Well, I'll let you get back to your day, Master! I'm just going to..." She trails off, then just gives you that slightly strained smile again before turning and leaving.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy is 0>>[[Go to bed.|FGWLeisSleepOver2]]\n\n[[Log out.|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]]<<else>>[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

... sneaky, crafty, no-account piece of...!\n\nHailbones has deliberately nerfed all the rest of the spells in the book. It looks like most of them probably started out with the foundations of real spells... probably ones he either already knows or couldn't learn so just randomly altered... but have been safely rendered borderline inert. A few of them might work, if your instinctive grasp of them is right, but at massively reduced efficiency. Even Lesser Fireball looks like it probably had a few steps scraped out to make it into something you could call Lesser Lesser Fireball.\n\nHailbones has been making sure every other Magoblin that arises in the colony is basically only useful for lighting fires, making water, and maybe throwing a couple of fireballs if they're taken along on raids. Enough that they're still vaguely useful, but in no way a threat to his position, and certainly in no danger of evolving past Magoblin and surpassing him.\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell the Chief.|QOGob]]\n\n[[... Meh.|QOGob2x6]]

Face facts, pocket healer is way more useful. ... Also she is just way cuter. You wait briefly for an actual menu to come up, but when none does you say, "Ah, I think I'd like you to stick with me, Hart."\n\n"Thank you, Master," Hart says, sketching a quick bow as Dire gets up and quietly pads to the door, which opens for him and closes behind him on its own. "I will do my very best to serve you to the utmost of my ability."\n\n"Thanks," you say, watching her straighten up and... just stand there. Right, well, she is basically an NPC. ... You kind of have to check something, though, so clearing your throat and blushing (and your tail lashing a bit) you say, "Wait here for me for a minute, Hart."\n\n"Yes, Master, of course," she answers primly, staying right where she is as you walk away.\n\nYou head into the kitchen, peering back to make sure you can't see her and she likely can't see you. Then you look down and, a bit nervously, undo the front of your pants and... yuuuup what you felt when you finished selecting a character class was correct. That is indeed a very long and girthy caramel-colored cock. Just staring at it in shock, and realizing it's yours, makes it give a visible twitch, at which you quickly put it away again. Wow, the models are very... complete. And realistic. The power of this VR version is completely insane.\n\nThough that makes you pause, and glance back towards the other room. Sooooo... if your model is 'complete', and obviously, um, 'functional'... would that be just you, or just you and other player character models... or would it include Hart?\n\n<hr>\n[[No! Bad thoughts!|QORO1x3]]\n\n[[... Couldn't hurt to check...|QORO]]

Yup, that's a male goblin alright. Not that you have any basis of comparison, really, you guess you just sort of know. Scraggly black hair, wide ears sticking out to the sides almost like bat wings, beady black eyes, a nose that somehow manages to be both blunt and sharp and a chin that's the same beneath a wide mouth already full of pointy but badly-set teeth. Not a face any human would likely to find cute or handsome... you don't know how you know, but you just kind of have that impression somehow.\n\nYou stand up and look the rest of yourself over. Skinny arms and legs mostly with just enough muscle tone to get around, same for your chest, ribs showing, belly with a bit of a paunch. And of course, being a male, you have a dick and balls, as green as the rest of you, and already with a bit of wiry black hair grown in around the base.\n\nSince you don't really see what else there is to do, you shuffle out of the exit to the cave. Immediately outside there's an older, paunchier goblin with long, even scragglier white hair wearing nothing but a ragged loincloth, who looks a little startled to see you. "Eh? Hatched early, boy? Well ya do look a little on the puny side," he snickers, looking you over... then blinking as his black eyes settle on your crotch briefly. "Well, not everywhere. 'Ere, boy, cover that up or you'll have some full gobbo cavin' in yer skull outta jealousy," he grunts, picking up a rough brown cloth from the pile beside him and tossing it at you.\n\n"... Thanks?" you say as you tie it around your middle. Apparently you're well-hung for a goblin? You hadn't really thought that when you looked at it, but sounds like you are.\n\nThe elder gives you another dubious look, then shrugs and points one way down the tunnel. "No lollygaggin' just 'cause you were born five minutes ago, get to work."\n\nAnd so begins your life in the goblin colony. It has no name, nor do most of the goblins... only the particularly important or powerful goblins have names, mostly those who have evolved into other forms. Juvenile Goblins like you are lucky to get addressed with a "Hey, you!" rather than just having a rock thrown at you by whatever older goblin wants your attention. The colony runs through the shallower parts of a relatively vast network of tunnels and caverns in a mountain... supposedly it's hosted goblins, orcs, and various other varieties of monster colonies over the years, some big enough to run way down into the heart of the mountain, but your colony is relatively new and relatively weak and most who try venturing deeper into the network in search of loot never come back; the few who do report it full of monsters but not much they could discern as useful.\n\nThe colony also expands a little way past the entrance of the cave with a few holding pens for animals stolen in raids, being used for whatever they can produce for whatever brief time before the colony's lack of animal rearing skills kills them or lets them die and they're cut up for meat. Goblins are also frequently sent out into the countryside on that side of the mountain... warbands for the raiding (generally against only defenseless human settlements, again you don't really have enough powerful goblins to take on anything much more ferocious than maybe a few of the farmers being armed with swords), and small groups or solitary goblins out on gathering missions.\n\nOne day you're out on just such a gathering mission (having been directed "Don't come back without something useful!" which could mean they wanted anything from firewood to berries, and you picked firewood just because it's usually the most likely) when a breeze blowing brings some unusual scents. You stop, lifting your head and sniffing again. That's... horse, which isn't that unusual, you've eaten a fair amount of it. But there are other smells too, much nicer... some kind of soap, you think? (Though again, you're not really sure how you know.) Definitely various fruit smells. And something green that doesn't smell like the usual forest. Curious, you set down your armful of sticks and slightly stouter deadwood and turn to follow your nose, being a bit careful to silence your movements as you go as best you know how.\n\nYou definitely hear a horse after a short time, snorting and stamping here and there, and rather more humanoid and feminine huffs and almost squeals of annoyance. You approach even more carefully, and finally peek out from behind a tree. That's... an elf! It has to be! It's not just that she smells amazing or that she's so clean, everything about her just instinctively screams "elf!", from her long blond hair (which curls into several large "drills" down towards the bottom), to her long, slender pointed ears (capped with expensive-looking gold sheaths at the tips and little dangling jeweled decorations), to her pretty face with its gorgeous blue eyes (with her lips currently twisted into a pout of deep aggravation), to her absolutely huge tits (HUGE TITS!!!!). Her clothes are super fancy (and skimpy) too, with a sort of shirt collar-like choker from which come two bands that come down across the fronts of her large breasts and back under to connect to a thin band around her chest, which is practically hidden in front by the droop of her hefty boobs. The waistband of a pair of tiny, thin white panties rides high on her broad hips, covered down below by a pair of very low-riding white shorts slit way up the sides to practically turn them into a skirt. She's got on tall white gloves and knee-high white boots with gold-colored heels, and her whole outfit has bits of gold trim and decoration.\n\nAs you watch, she stops trying to urge her recalcitrant white steed to move forward and steps back, planting one hand on a generous hip and giving her hair a flip with the other.\n\n<img src="images/Prissielle.jpg">\n\n"Stupid horse! You were supposed to have impeccable breeding!" she declares huffily. (Oh hey, you can understand her, that's pretty convenient.) "I know that fool of a human said you hadn't been trained yet, but breeding is everything! You should know to do what I tell you without making a fuss about it!" she adds, pointing accusingly at the horse (who, in your opinion, seems to be giving her a 'Lady are you for real?' look).\n\nYou stare at her, and not just those luscious practically bare tits or that big round ass of hers. She's obviously got money, which is something that goblins well understand the power of (even if they have none of their own... and can't really use it with most other races... but sometimes!), and she currently seems to be unarmed. Well, on her person... there's a fair number of weapons strapped to the horse's saddle, all of them as glamorous and white-polished and gold-decorated as she is (which might explain part of why the horse is so annoyed). But the point is she doesn't have any of them <i>on</i> her, and certainly not in hand!\n\n... You could take her!\n\n<hr>\n[[YEAH!|QOGob1ax1]]\n\n[[lol no you couldn't what are you stupid?|QOGob1x2]]

"Okay, bro, my turn," you say cheerfully.\n\n"H-... huh?" Kevin murmurs as he straightens up, glancing sheepishly at the mess he made on the side of his bed and the floor before looking at you, then his eyes widening a bit as he first sees that you're bottomless and then sees you hold out the dildo to him.\n\n"I helped you masturbate with your butt, now you need to help me with mine," you inform him as if it were the most natural thing in the world.\n\n"Oh. Um, y-yeah, guess that makes sense," he murmurs, biting his lower lip for a moment before spotting the lube on the floor and picking it up. He starts nervously dribbling some more over the cock, cheeks getting even more red as he realizes that it's still warm from his ass... then stares at you as you lay back on the bed and tuck your hands under your knees, pulling your legs towards yourself to display your ass to him. "Uh, w-what are you doing?"\n\n"Just figured I'd try this position, like maybe it'd be easier or something," you reply, again as if it were the most natural thing in the world and nothing suspicious about it at all.\n\n"Oh. 'K-... okay." Kevin swallows again, torn between trying not to stare at your hard cock laying along the belly of your shirt and trying not to stare at your asshole... though he obviously has to look at that as he brings the dildo down and presses the tip up against it. His own press of it forward is a bit more artless than yours was... but apparently between all the fun stuff you already did to it and your new body, that doesn't matter, since a swell of pleasure passes through you at the feel of the warm black latex prick pushing inside you. All the same, you go ahead and add some extra emphasis to the soft moan you give, reveling as much in the expression that flits across Kevin's face at the sound of it as he finishes pushing the dildo inside you.\n\nWhich is, of course, the real reason you laid on your back (besides it feeling lewd and sexy)... so that you still get to watch him as he starts nervously, but steadily more enthusiastically, fucking your ass with the enchanted toy. The physical feeling of that big rubber prick pumping into your hole is good, way better than you'd have ever expected it to be before today, but more than that is all the little things that make it so extra naughty... that it's your straight friend buttfucking you with a dildo, the dildo you just finished making him cum by buttfucking him with, that the dildo's his sister's and has probably been in her pussy not too recently, that his sister herself is probably hearing all the moans and lewd talk from where she's stashed in the bag. Everything about it is just exciting you more and more, making your noises all the more sincere and enthusiastic, and you get to watch as Kevin's eyes glaze over, his expression practically hypnotized as he pumps the toy into your ass, his lips parted and breathing growing faster again, his cock growing hard once more until it actually seems longer and stiffer than before.\n\nSo really it comes as no surprise when, after several minutes, he slides the dildo completely out of you and, without hesitation and certainly without asking, pushes his cock into your ass in its place. He lets out a low moan as he puts his hands on the bed and starts fucking you, panting and gasping as if desperate, clearly feeling helpless against his desire to fuck you despite any other preferences he might have. The feel of him giving in to you, being inside you, giving himself, his cock to you, besides the pleasure of it helps you fully understand what you are.\n\nIncubus, yeah, but Tanya's little stunt has also made you a dragon... a greedy creature eager to take all sorts of things. Like you've taken Kevin's virginity just now~... and now, to add to your hoard of things both physical and metaphysical, you're going to take his-\n\n<hr>\n[[-pride.|QOVex]]\n\n[[-heterosexuality.|QOVex]]\n\n[[-heart.|QOVex]]

"Person" being a fairly broad category, but still, considering how widely-ranging your options are now, it does still narrow it down considerably. Just treating it as "someone that will approach her and talk to her", you've got a handful of ways to further narrow it down...\n\n<hr>\n[[Man.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Woman.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Furry.|QOBook26x2]]

"The change most..." You blink a few times. "Lewd?"\n\n"I think that might be what it means, yeah. Ha, seriously?" Maya snickers, then stands up and holds the book out in a bit of a dramatic pose. "Yeah I'm gonna read this one."\n\n"Aw, c'mon, Maya," you whine a bit, your face coloring. "What if it's all, y'know, perverted and stuff?" You squirm a little, not sure how you'd take listening to Maya read out... well, whatever the weird pompous author of this thing thought was sexy, at least.\n\n"Nah, it's in the same gobbledegook as all the other spells in here. Ahem. ... 'Ceq ceq ceq, ryem Cydyh, famm frydajan E's hud cina yhouha ryc ajah vekinat drec cred uid. Ev oui ryja, re! Ajanouha'c kuhhy dinh ehdu naymmo faent caq tasuhc huf, ahzuo!'"\n\nAlmost the second she says the last word, she gasps and staggers, dropping the book as if something had thumped her hard on the back. "Maya!" you blurt, jumping to your feet, then gasping loudly as the same sensation hits you, shaking you and barely letting you keep your feet as you feel a strange thrum through your body that... well... actually, it feels <i>really</i> good, making you gasp hard, your dick instantly going hard in your pants. You can see that Maya's nipples are stiff too... and that her breasts are growing?!\n\nYou're caught between the feeling of your own body being wracked with pleasure and the strange pulling, twisting, flexing sensation of starting to change, and the morbid fascination of watching Maya change. As you watch not only do her breasts continue to grow, but her torso starts to stretch out, a second pair of bulges appearing beneath the steadily larger and more round hills-turned-mountains of her breasts. You can see her shirt starting to stretch at the sides too, and the whole garment doesn't last long before it just tears to pieces under the different strains, freeing her growing tits and the growing pair beneath it, as well as letting the second pair of arms connected below her first start to push free and fill out... and, as she tilts forward a bit, her lower arms grasping at her stomach while her upper arms clutch her head, you can see bulges along her back that shift into shiny, shallow purple domes, that start stretching outward into equally shiny, slick-looking tentacles. As all this is happening, her skin is fading to a completely colorless, porcelain white, and a pair of long, slender horns is pushing upward from her forehead. \n\nEven as you're watching her, you're feeling, seeing the changes in your own body. Your own skin is darkening to a reddish color, probably as the least of the changes. The biggest and most obvious is that your hard cock is growing even more and more rapidly than Maya's tits, your balls swelling beneath it in addition to other pleasurable pressures you can feel building down there. Your pants burst open almost before Maya's shirt does, allowing your pair of rapidly growing pricks to spring free, your heavy and expanding balls dropping down and getting even heavier as a second set of testicles drops into your swelling sack. As your cocks grow longer, thicker, the heads of them flatten out and flare, becoming more equine, along with thick rings around the center of them... and heavy, canine-like bulges at the bases. You quiver at the feeling of your own (glossy black) tentacles ripping through the back of your shirt and waving through the air, a powerful desire to have them plunge into something, feel hot quivering holes wrapped around them, rushing through you hard enough to make you gasp. You can feel pressure at the sides of your head and something brushing along your ears, telling you that you're growing your own horns, as well as shifts and changes in your mouth.\n\nIn less than three minutes both of you have finished changing, standing there panting. Maya, now stark white, straightens up some and lifts all four of her hands to stare at them with iridescent yellow eyes, her horns having gained a sleek, polished finish and hot purple tips. Each of her four breasts is easily half again the size of her head. While her shorts are still intact, they're bulging between her legs, her pussy apparently having grown as well, the cutoffs soaked through and dripping something slightly thick and gooey onto the floor. You notice a few other changes as well, like her nails having turned clawlike, and of course the tentacles writhing around behind her.\n\n"Wha-" As she tries to speak, Maya's tongue lolls out of her mouth and droops down all the way to between her quad of boobs, long and serpentine. She yelps a bit, obviously trying to control it and briefly making it writhe through the air a little before she can pull it (mostly) back into her mouth. "Wha habben'd?!"\n\nYou're not quite thoroughly red, with black claws of your own, and at a glance in the mirror with solid black eyes centered with red pupils, and a pair of curled horns like a ram's growing from just above your ears. You look like you're probably more muscular and toned beneath your ripped shirt, albeit your body shape is still mostly the same. Besides your tentacles writhing in the air, you notice you have a tail as well, largely gone unnoticed amidst the bigger changes... it actually looks similar to the tentacles, but is longer and has a thick, elongated spade tip. Of course the most obvious change is, well, your crotch. The pair of knotted equinoid cocks jutting up from it, constantly dribbling thick viscous pre, are easily several feet long, and your balls are so large and heavy they actually come down past your knees. \n\n"I-" you start to say, before your own tongue gives you problems, since it's apparently similar to Maya's... but you cut off just as much because of a powerful rush that goes through you as you look at Maya's altered, twisted, overly sexual form. 'Rape her.' It's like your entire mind is crying out that one simple, short phrase over and over again. 'Rape her rape her rape her rape her!'\n\n<hr>\n[[Rape her.|QOLewdWorld1x1]]\n\n[[Must! Resist!|QOBook17xEnd1]]

Heheh... Kevin wants to talk about toys being "gay", does he? "Actually, check out one of the things your sister gave me," you say, reaching into the bag and making a show of rummaging. The moment you grip the toy you know exactly what you can do with it... it's actually surprisingly easy to push a sense of temptation and attractiveness into it as you pull it out and show off the fairly simple black rubber cock that was the main one of several of Tanya's toys you helped yourself to.\n\n"What?!" Kevin yelps, actually hopping back a little, and then covering his face as he turns his head away. "Dude, gross! I don't even wanna know my sister has that, let alone... look at it," he adds a bit lamely, since his gaze is already slowly being drawn back to it. Soon he's staring openly enough, though he shakes his head a little. "Why the fuck would my sister give you that, anyway?"\n\n"Well, boys can masturbate with their butts too. According to Tanya," you add breezily, as if that were just something obvious and absolutely something she would say. (Honestly you don't doubt that she would.) "I mean it's just a toy, right? Is it really any different than using, like, a masturbation sleeve?"\n\n"I... I mean yeah, it's... or... well..." Kevin definitely seems to be getting steadily more flustered, both by you just standing there holding the thing so casually, and not so much as blushing at talking about sex toys. You don't doubt that the little spell you've cast on the dildo is working too, since his eyes keep flitting back to it no matter what, and you can see him starting to get hard, the crotch of his jeans bulging out some. "I, uh, I dunno, man, just seems kinda... weird."\n\n"Nah, just so long as you think of it as masturbating with your butt it's fine," you assure him confidently, trying to put some suggestibility and lust into your words as well. You can see his tongue flit across his lips, and he's pretty much openly staring at the big black phallus now. "Hey, let's prove it, if you use it and you don't have any gay thoughts after, that proves that it's just masturbating with your butt, right?"\n\n"I... guess," he murmurs, his face flushed and breath coming in little pants now.\n\n<hr>\n[["Alright, here."|QOVex]]\n\n[["Alright, bend over the bed."|QOVex7x2]]

"W-what?" Kevin squeaks.\n\n"I mean, it'd be pretty hard for you to reach on your own, right?" you suggest in a casual tone. "It's just helping another guy masturbate, guys do it all the time, nothing gay about it!"\n\n"Oh. Uh... well, yeah, okay, I guess," Kevin murmurs, his face red as he starts to undo his pants.\n\n"You've got some lube, right?" you ask, making him blush even more as he silently points at one of his bedside tables. You casually saunter over, opening the drawer and fishing the tube out, pretending not to notice or watch as Kevin finishes pushing his pants down and stepping out of them. His cock's quite hard as he bends over and places his hands on the bed, feet sliding slightly apart, and once you're behind him and safely out of view of him, you can't help but smirk at the sight of him embarrassedly presenting himself, his virgin pucker pointed right at you, stiff cock jutting downward between his thighs and shirt sliding up his trim middle a bit.\n\nMmm... honestly, you're kind of tempted to just transform and instantly go to town on him, like that, despite all the prep of the toy...\n\n<hr>\n[[Do it~!|QOVex]]\n\n[[No no, show some restraint.|QOVex7x3]]

No no, you decided to toy with the toy using the toy, after all. (Heehee.) You do, however, subtly slip off your own pants (and panties), quietly and quickly enough that hopefully Kevin won't notice, before you start lubing up the dildo.\n\nYou're also tempted to slide a few fingers inside Kevin to lube him up there, but that might be pushing it for the whole 'it's just masturbating with your ass bro' thing. Instead you do your best to use your new incubus-y abilities to enhance the quality of the lube as you stroke and work it over the gleaming black surface, making sure that it will actually let you slip every inch inside him without any pain or discomfort. Similarly you continue doing your best to put more of that feeling of attraction and interest on the dildo itself, so that Kevin will hopefully be even more eager to have it inside him once you do.\n\nThe shuddery breath and unconscious eager squirming he gives when you place the tip of the toy against his pucker would certainly seem to indicate it's working, too. Grinning, you rub it around in a circle juuuust a bit, daring to tease him slightly before starting to push it in. As you'd hoped, despite his tightness the head of the black rubber cock starts smoothly, steadily pushing him open, Kevin giving a loud gasp as it starts to slip inside his ass, his cock giving a visible twitch. You let your palm rest against the base, fingers curled around the lower part of the shaft a bit as you continue slowly but steadily pushing it in, the rubber cock's molded faint folds and veins gradually disappearing inside your straight friend's ass. The noises Kevin makes are really a delight too, the embarrassed little moans and near-whimpers that say he's fighting so hard to stay quiet even as having something big and thick and distinctly cock-shaped in his ass feels so good.\n\nYou continue the smooth push inside, spreading more and more of Kevin's tender virgin butt open around the toy, until finally you let the molded black rubber balls at the base of it press up against his own balls and taint. "How's it feeling?" you ask, forcing yourself to keep the teasing edge out of your voice.\n\n"F-feels... feels okay I guess," Kevin answers breathlessly, even as his cock twitches again, a stream of pre dislodged from the tip and wobbling through the air as it descend.\n\n"Cool! I'll start moving it then, y'know, to really help you masturbate with your butt," you chirp, before pulling the dildo back about an inch and then slipping it back inside, not bothering to pause as Kevin lets out a loud gasp and jerks forward a bit, but instead starting up a steady stroking motion, already fucking him with the toy, lengthening the stroke a bit each time. Soon you're pumping at least half of it in and out of his ass, Kevin panting and gasping loudly, his moans taking on a distinctly sluttier edge as the mildly enchanted dildo stirs up his cute straight boy-butt. Since he seems thoroughly focused on that, you slip your other hand down to start stroking your own stiff prick, more an idle stimulation and additional bit of enjoyment than anything serious... honestly you feel like you're getting just as much out of your wicked stimulation of him than anything else. You can feel a building sense of power... like something's really flowing into you, both with the pleasure you're giving him and the fact that you're extracting it in such a lewd, perverse way.\n\n'Pretty gay, huh, dude?' you think smugly as Kevin's hips start instinctively bucking back a bit towards the strokes of the dildo, his breathing coming faster and harder, his body shuddering and those twitches of his cock more visible. You're absolutely not surprised at all when he cums from his ass, his teeth gritting and his eyes rolling up some as his butt clenches down on the dildo you'd given a somewhat extra firm stroke deep inside, his cock spurting long ropes of cum forward against the side of the bed.\n\nOnce he's stopped and slumped slightly in place, you draw the latex cock out of him, grinning at the sight of his asshole, now slightly gaped and gleaming with lube, all pink and softened up inside, still visibly twitching a little in the aftershocks of his orgasm even though his cock's starting to go a little soft. Obviously 'masturbating with his butt' has been pretty effective on Kevin!\n\nSo now...\n\n<hr>\n[[To fuck him.|QOVex]]\n\n[[To take your turn.|QOVex7x4]]

A strange fog settles in over your brain, leaving you feeling fuzzy and warm, your mouth opening and closing faintly a few times before you find the words, "Yes, Master," coming out of them. Your hands move in slightly disconnected fashion to pull off your shirt and undo your pants, pushing them and your underwear down, freeing your own quickly-stiffened cock. Stepping out of them and your socks, you move forward between Kevin's spread legs and kneel down before him, with no real hesitation as you lean forward and drag your tongue over the smooth, crimson skin of his sack.\n\nYour glazed eyes drift half-closed as you stroke your tongue over Kevin's balls, occasionally sucking at them and pressing your lips against one to swirl your tongue around it, following some inner instinct you don't really understand that guides you in pleasuring your new owner. Your hands rest on the side of the bed below him, your posture almost of one in prayer as you tongue-wash his hot, salty ballsack. Your cock twitches, so stiff it's almost aching, and yet you can't even really think of stroking or touching yourself to relieve the pressure, knowing that your only purpose right now is to pleasure Kevin. \n\nThere's a very dreamlike quality to everything... it's hard to tell exactly how long you've been worshiping his balls, in some ways it feels like forever. But you know it's been at least an hour before you obey some silent command to lift your head up and instead drag your tongue up the thick red pole of his shaft, giving light sucks back down it before stroking your tongue back up, then down. You don't spend quite as long on that... just thirty minutes or so... before slipping your mouth over the tip and starting to bob your head up and down. It's so thick that it seems like you shouldn't even be able to get your mouth around it, and yet somehow you do so with no real effort. Too, when it begins nudging up against the back of your throat, there's no hesitation or resistance... Master Kevin wants you to suck his cock, so you'll suck his cock, and your throat bulges as you press down over it, sliding the big, thick demon prick further and further down your tight passage.\n\nEventually you find there's no more of your Master's cock to slide down your throat, because your lips are pressed firmly around the root of it. The realization that you've completely swallowed Lord Kevin's prick sends a shudder of absolute contentment and pleasure through you, your throat squeezing and spasming around him and your cock twitching, firing long ropes of cum forward to splatter against the side of the bed. Still, you don't let yourself be distracted by your throatgasm, instead beginning to bob your head in a quick, steady rhythm, fucking your face onto your Master's throbbing infernal prick.\n\nAfter awhile Kevin pulls your head back, without a word guiding you up onto the bed to lay on your back, your head hanging over the edge of the bed. He smoothly pushes that thick crimson cock back past your lips and down your throat, until his heavy red balls are resting against your face... and then slapping against it lightly as he begins fucking you that way. You sense your Master will allow you to touch him, and rest your hands on his hips, stroking them worshipfully as he uses your mouth. Over the next two hours of him pumping away into your throat, your cock several times shudders and spurts more loads of cum out to spatter all over your own belly and chest, smearing and spreading out in thick, glistening puddles.\n\nBut finally, finally, your Master pulls out of your mouth, leaving you panting and gasping as his dripping, bright cherry-colored cock casts a shadow down over your face. Finally, because you know what you've earned. You turn around on the bed, lifting your legs up high and raising your ass a bit, displaying your bare, twitching pucker to him. "M-Master... please... fuck me... make me your bitch," you whimper, shuddering in eagerness as Kevin smirks and clambers onto the bed with you, using one hand on that girthy shaft to bring the tip in against your eager hole.\n\nYour eyes instantly roll up in your head, your tongue jutting as he pushes inside you, your own prick twitching and firing more spurts of cum across your bare belly, a few splurts hitting right on your stiff, aching nipples. Kevin braces his hands to either side of your head as he begins thrusting harder, rocking you against the bed as his balls begin slapping against your skin. "Do you worship me, Jamie?" he asks in a low, smug voice.\n\n"Yes! Yes Master! I worship you! I'll do anything for you!" you cry, arching your head back as your demon lord fucks you like a girl, your body shuddering in orgasm and your cock firing another rope of cum at the depth of his every thrust.\n\n"Do I own you? Do I own everything about you?" he asks, leaning down and snaking out his long tongue, dragging it along your throat.\n\n"You own me, you own me, you own my holes, you own my cock, you own my mind and my soul, please Master, please!" you whimper, then cry out again as you feel a fresh new heat low on your belly, a glowing pink rune incorporating a heart shape appearing not too far above your cock, marking you as not only Kevin's property but his little bitch-boy, his ownership of you marked not just on your sense of self, but on your spirit and flesh.\n\nAnd in reward Kevin lets out a loud moan and thrusts forward, that immense, infernally divine prick shuddering and pulsing inside you as it truly gushes cum inside you, starting to gradually swell your belly up. Your eyes roll up almost completely, your brain going nearly whited out as your now constantly quivering and spurting cock is gradually pushed upward by your rounding-out belly, your whole body shaking with the intensity of your orgasms as your owner and deity uses you to drain his huge, overful demon balls.\n\nYou're only vaguely conscious of Lord Kevin continuing to use you as his fucktoy for the rest of the day, twisting you into whatever positions he likes, using your holes to masturbate himself. Eventually you pass out completely, still faintly aware of him pumping into you even as you do. When you wake up you're laying naked (and clean) on the bed, Kevin having resumed his human appearance and in the middle of stretching. "Well! Now you're my worshiper, so that's good. Errana said it'd help me start getting power for myself, so that's good too."\n\n"W-whatever I can do to help, Master," you simper softly, looking up at him adoringly.\n\n"Hm, well, in that case, I'll have you do something worshiper-like." Kevin rubs his chin thoughtfully as he looks down at you, then grins. "Oh hey, I know! Bring me another worshiper! Someone who I can fuck into giving up their free will to me just like you. I'll cast a spell of attraction on you... it'll make it ridiculously easy for you to seduce someone, and once you've fucked them, it'll be muuuch easier for me to do my thing. Make it someone important to you, yeah? Or at least bring me a lot of worshipers, one or the other. Quality or quantity! Oh yeah, here, an old pair of my sister's panties," he adds, tossing a purple G-string onto your chest. "You can have those instead of your briefs."\n\n"Yes Master, of course," you moan softly, standing up and stepping into the panties, pulling them up until the soft purple fabric stretches over your limp shaft and balls.\n\nYou can feel it rubbing against you, the string pressing across your newly sensitive pucker, as you walk home thinking. The thought of disobeying Kevin doesn't even cross your mind... a faint soft, constant sense of pleasure from the rune on your crotch washes away all thoughts of disobedience. Still, you need to decide how best to serve him. He wants you to show your devotion by bringing him another worshiper, someone important to you. ... Or a lot of someones. So either you can fuck someone close to you and then bring them to Kevin so they can be willingly raped into being a mindless demon cultist like you, or you fuck a <i>lot</i> of people and bring your master a ready-made cult.\n\nWho to pick?\n\n<hr>\n[[Your mother.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Your father.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Your friend Maya.|QOKev]]\n\n[[A bunch of guys.|QOKev]]\n\n[[A bunch of girls.|QOKev]]

"W-with me?" your mother squeaks, her face going even more red.\n\n"Y-yeah," you answer, bobbing your head, but firming your resolve (and several other things) as you look at her. "I mean, you just said, anything. You promised."\n\n"W-w-w-well I did," she allows, nibbling her lower lip a bit and glancing around, then peeking at you almost shyly from the corner of her eye. "But... what do you... really mean?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You just want to fuck her. Thoroughly.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Blowjobs on demand.|QOFam]]\n\n[[She has to be your slave until your dad gets back.|QOFam11x3]]

Yup. You've decided. You're going to be bold. You're going to be daring. You're even going to be perverse. Because you're gonna ask your mom for something lewd for your birthday.\n\nMustering up your courage, you get up and head back downstairs. Your mother must have heard you coming down because she's waiting at the foot of the stairs, looking excited, apparently eager to resolve her guilt. "So, sweetheart, what did you decide?"\n\n"Well," you murmur, blushing, feeling just a little hesitant again now that you're faced with it. "You said that you'd do <i>anything</i>, right?"\n\n"Yes, and I meant it," she answers with a firm nod, features taking on a solemn fix. "Absolutely anything!"\n\n"Even if it was kinda... pervy?" you venture slowly.\n\nShe blinks. Then her own face colors, all the way up to the tips of her ears. "W-well, I... ... I didn't think you would ask for anything like that, sweetie, b-but... I did say 'anything', so I suppose if you... b-but what do you mean?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You want her to buy you porn.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want her to buy you an onahole.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want her to hire you a prostitute.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want sex. With her.|QOFam11x2]]

<<set $maregoldfucked to true>><<set $goldiecounter += 1>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $fuckedinvr to true>>You approach the generous figure, and see that she's apparently coming to meet you, sashaying along with a considerable bounce to both her chest and ass.\n\nSoon you're standing in front of her, trying not to gawk. She's definitely more on the "anthro" side, though still humanized enough that she looks more like a person than a horse. She has long, thick golden blonde hair, which falls down over one dark eye in poofy bangs, and down her back almost to her equally thick blonde tail in back. The rest of her body is covered in slightly more orange-y gold fur, sleek and smooth and almost gleaming in the sunlight. And yeah her proportions are... generous... to say the least. Her breasts are huge, her hips are wide, her ass is big and round. Her belly has just a bit of pudge and her thighs are thick and plump as well.\n\n"Well now," she says in a lyrical coo of a mature, sweet voice, tucking a hand up under her muzzle and resting the other on her elbow. "Ain't you just the cutest li'l thang I've ever seen."\n\n"... um..." you murmur with a blush, squirming and alternating between looking at the ground and peeking at her.\n\n"Awww now that's just adorable, sugar, but no need to be shy." The mare smiles, stepping forward and putting a fingertip under your chin to tilt your head up, leaning down. "In fact it boggles my li'l ol' mind that human fellas can go around all day in clothes an' not just feel like they're smothered to death."\n\n"Oh. Um. W-well, we manage," you stammer, though admittedly part of you is definitely feeling the confines of your clothing more than usual, considering that her leaning down like that is making those huge tits wobble with every movement.\n\n"Now, don't you backtalk me, sugar," she says with gentle good humor as she straightens up, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around you in a hug... and pressing your face into her tits, virtually engulfing your whole head in them. "I can see how you're squirmin' aroun' like a li'l worm on a hook, I insist you get out of those smotherin' clothes this instant!"\n\n"... m'kay..." you murmur muffledly into her cleavage.\n\nSoon you're slowly stripping out of your clothes under her watchful eye and smile, your face red as you drop your pants to reveal your stiff prick. But she simple settles down and then pats her lap, and after hesitating briefly you walk over to sit on her thigh, tentatively leaning against her chest. ... Okay so yeah it's pretty much Heaven, they're big and soft and warm and she even smells good. Even as it's incredibly sexy to be snuggled on her generous plush lap and cuddled up to those massive mom-tits, you can't help but relax as well, almost feeling like you're half-asleep. You barely even notice it as you're lowered slightly until you're laying down on her lap, and she leans over you instead, one large, plump nipple guided into your mouth.\n\n"There y'go, sugar, you look famished," she coos as you almost instinctively start to suckle, feeling a thick, somehow flavorful flow of milk start to fill your mouth. "You just drink your fill, and I'll take care of this for ya too," she adds as she wraps a hand around your cock and starts stroking it in long, smooth motions, her other hand petting your hair affectionately.\n\nYou almost feel like you're in a trance of pleasure and contentment, continuing to suckle mindlessly at her breast as she gently jerks you off and pets your hair, occasionally telling you what a darling boy you are and how adorable she finds you. Every so often she'll do something like slip her hand down to cup and fondle your balls, complimenting you on how cute they are, or rub your tummy and say how sweet you look sprawled on her lap like a baby. You're so blissed out that you barely even notice the first time you cum, your cock shuddering and spurting in her hand, your load dribbling down over her fingers as she coos out, "Therrre's a good boy."\n\nAt some point you really must fall asleep, because when you wake up you're tucked into a comfortable spot under a shady tree, your clothes folded up next to you. There's a little note atop them that reads, 'You really don't need these, sugar, but do as you like! -G' ... Huh. You also notice a pair of monster girl milk bottles... at least that's the shape they are. You stare at them as you realize the bottles are made of gold. ... Wow. When you tuck them into your inventory, you check your MonComm to see if there's anything special.<<set $mgmilk += 2>><<set $fd += 400>> It looks like you have <<print $mgmilk>> altogether, so it went up by two... but you also now have <<print $fd>> FD. Huh, so it must have sorted out the worth of the gold from the monster girl milk itself somehow. You guess that's handy.\n\n'Well that was... different,' you think slightly dazedly as you head back to the [[starting area|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

You slide the tip of your cock between those plump pussylips, shivering briefly for a moment at both the sensation and the thought of how wicked what you're about to do is.\n\nThen you thrust forward, burying yourself inside her, moaning loudly at the sudden feeling of having your cock buried deep in that warm, gripping wetness, the same one you yourself came from. Your mother's cry of mingled shock and pleasure doesn't exactly hurt, either.\n\nFor a moment you stay as you are, just enjoying the sensations, both physical and mental, of the perverse joy of having your cock buried in your mother's cunt. You grind gently against her full, firm ass, working yourself around inside her as you squeeze and knead those big round globes, enjoying the sound of her moaning and whimpering softly, still with that slight edge of shame to every utterance. You shift your hands to her lower back, partly gripping her waist and letting your hips strike her butt fully and directly, sending hefty wobbles and impact tremors through it with every thrust. Her pussy feels like it's gradually growing even hotter and wetter, practically molten around you, squeezing ever more eagerly even as that shamed edge creeps further into her moans.\n\nYou're not having nearly as much trouble lasting this time, with her already having sucked that first load out of you, so you've got plenty of time to enjoy both the feel of her dripping, burning-up pussy around your pumping prick and the sound of those moans. Unable to resist the temptation with that big bouncing butt in front of you, you delivery a good firm spank to one side of it, making her yelp and lurch forward, her tits shaking even harder under her for a moment, but far more importantly for you her pussy squeezing tight around your cock.\n\nYou deliver a few more occasional spanks, both because you can't get enough of the sound and the noises she makes when you do, and because the way her pussy squeezes around your cock every time feels amazing. And after all she's your slave now, ri~ght? She should get used to it if you feel like spanking her a little, huh? And it definitely doesn't feel, or really sound, like she hates it!\n\nIn fact, the next time you deliver one of those firm smacks to her full, generous ass and leave a pale pink handprint on it, she lets out a long, shuddery wail and bucks her hips back towards you, her pussy squeezing even harder and for longer, giving an almost rippling sensation along with it. You thrust in deep and let out a long groan of your own, twitching and shuddering, but not quite cumming yourself. Instead the moment her pussy relaxes you pull out and grab hold of it, moaning softly at the feel of how wet it is as you pump your hand over it, then letting out a few little gasps as you spill your second load all over her spanked ass, spattering thick globs of white all over those wide round curves.\n\n"Ah... mmmn... mmf... J-Jamie, please, I'm... I'm not some porn star," your mother complains breathlessly at your moneyshot all over her butt, though her eyes look molten as she looks over her shoulder at you.\n\n'The week is young,' you think faintly through your post-orgasmic haze.\n\nOut loud you say, "I'm gonna go get something to drink. You can go rinse off in the shower... but don't get dressed."\n\nYour mother blushes again, though it's not easy to tell with how generally flushed she is in the aftermath of her orgasm. But she nods, standing up and moving to collect her clothing, glancing sheepishly at you as she notices you watching her bend over. Then she heads up the stairs, bare, sweat-glistening breasts and cum-spattered ass both jiggling with her steps.\n\nYou meander into the kitchen still in a bit of a pleasant haze, cleaning yourself off a bit as well. This... yeah, this is gonna be a lot of fun. You decide to make some iced tea, which while not your preferred drink, is hers, and you're definitely interested in keeping her mood up.\n\nEventually your mother returns, skin warm and damp in a slightly different way than it had been before, indicating she took a short shower. But true to your order she hasn't dressed again, her naked body fully on display, nipples stiffening as she walks in... either from the cooler air of the above vent hitting them, or may~be at the sight of you? She looks a little bit surprised to see the pitcher of iced tea and you sipping a glass, but sits down at the table with you to pour herself a glass as well, the two of you quietly rehydrating in the nude.\n\nOf course as time passes and you replenish fluids, and you continue to gaze on her naked, voluptuous, mature form your cock starts to stiffen again. Your mother's eyes keep flitting towards your hardening cock and then away again, cheeks staying pink even as the rest of her body resumes its normal tone, her teeth occasionally nibbling her lower lip again. But you're actually enjoying the buildup a bit now, and just smile sweetly at her as you pour yourself another glass, which just makes her blush and squirm even more.\n\nOnly when the two of you have polished off the entire pitcher do you get up and take her by the hand, leading the way upstairs, your stiff prick swaying lightly and pointing the way. Your mother looks even further embarrassed and a bit ashamed as you lead her into her own bedroom, and towards the bed she normally shares with your father. You urge her onto it, enjoying the sight of her butt swaying as she climbs up and then turns onto her back, tits wobbling before they settle. You climb up with her and settle atop her, your stiff prick pressing against her belly as you start kissing and nuzzling at those big bountiful breasts, rubbing your face in them while she squirms and watches with embarrassment, and a distinct want growing in her eyes.\n\nAfter a good long while of kissing and nuzzling her tits and sucking and nibbling her nipples, you lean up and kiss her. That definitely seems to surprise her, and she definitely makes a little protesting sound into your mouth as your tongue ventures into hers. You lift up a bit atop her so that you can resume fondling her tits with both hands, and a moment later feel her hand wrap almost tentatively around your cock and start to stroke it, though the motions quickly grow firmer and more deliberate.\n\n"Mmmf... J-Jamie, no, we, we shouldn't," she moans softly in protest in between kisses and the two of you twining your tongues together past your lips. "Kissing, kissing is too much, it's too lewd," she adds in a whimper even as she strokes your dick off, her other hand roaming over your back in obvious if silent urging to fuck her again.\n\nWhich of course just means that you keep kissing her, even as you reach down and lift her legs up and forward, running your hands along those lush thighs before pushing them forward. Your mother barely hesitates before guiding your cock to her pussy again, and this time you both moan into that forbidden kiss at the same time, in almost the same way, as you slide inside her. Soon you're pumping away, her tits pressed under your slim chest and wobbling and shaking with your movements, your parents' bed creaking softly beneath you as you love-fuck your mother with your tongue buried in her mouth.\n\nYou last even longer this time, though you felt like you'd already built back up a good load while you were drawing things out and sipping tea with her. But this time it's the increased feeling of being in control, of having hold of her legs and pinning her beneath you, driving your own mother against the bed in a long, luxurious mating press where you can take your time enjoying her pussy as you kiss her and feel her beneath you. Her hands roam over your back, wanting and needing even as her moaning continues to hold embarrassed-sounding wordless pleas for you to stop, her cunt squeezing around you at the depth of each thrust to show what a lie that is.\n\nYou fuck her for a good, luxurious long while this time, your balls slapping against her taint in a steady rhythm to drive home the other sounds of impact, like her absolutely sodden pussy squelching lowly around your dick every time it spreads her open. Gradually you release her legs and slide your arms under her to huge her close instead, and your mother's legs instead wrap around you, urging you on, squeezing you in against her. And when you do cum, thrusting in deep and moaning as your cock pulses and twitches inside her, her legs lock tightly and press you in, heels urging you in even deeper despite her long, low moan of shame as she too cums.\n\nAfter a few moments you draw up and pull out, smiling sweetly down at your mother with her well-kissed lips and slightly spittle-damp chin, enjoying her blush as you pull out of her. You sit up and scoot forward, settling astride her middle and letting your pussyjuice and cum-smeared cock sway lightly between her tits. "C'mon, you know what to do," you urge cheerfully.\n\nYour mother nibbles her lower lip... then nods and brings her hands up to press those big, soft tits around your messy cock and start moving them up and down. You moan and rock your hips gently, thumping them against the underside of those huge breasts and sending further ripples of impact through them as the mingling of juices smears all over their inner curves. Your mother is staring at your cock as it pokes out of her tits with every thrust, that heated lust in her eyes and that embarrassment on her face.\n\n<hr>\n[[Urge her to relax and enjoy it.|QOFam11x5]]\n\n[[Humiliate her more, she seems to like it!|QOFam]]

"Yeah, sure," you answer, catching just the faintest flash of disappointment across Tanya's face before she looks ahead... and proceeds to bend over to grab her clothes while still facing away from you, giving you a great view of her ass, as well as her pussy framed between her legs. If she notices you taking one more quick picture she doesn't say anything as she steps into the shorts and hauls them up, then pulls her shirt back on.\n\nTurning around to face you, her shorts still undone and showing the paler front of her crotch, Tanya clears her throat. "Well, I hope you, uh... enjoy 'em. Happy birthday'n'shit."\n\n"Thanks, Tanya. I'll see you later," you say cheerfully as you wave before leaving her room.\n\nKevin asks how things went when you return, and you tell him the truth, that Tanya was surprisingly compliant and willing to give the two of you some space... obviously you leave out that she was compliant enough to let you take a bunch of naked pictures of her. The two of you settle on watching a movie in the media room, where the really big screen TV is. Partway through Tanya wanders in, and Kevin tenses up in expectation that she's about to chase you out... in fact, you find yourself doing so just on reflex. Instead she just mutters that she's looking for 'Iron Man' and wanders over to the DVD rack, bending over far more than necessary to look while aiming her ass in your direction, almost as if she's showing off. (Hm, is that a dark spot on the crotch of the denim?) She wanders back out, and Kevin breathes a little sigh of relief. "Man, you must have really gotten to her," he says, looking at you almost worshipfully, neither of you quite aware of just how true that is.\n\nAfter the movie you decide to bid Kevin farewell, and as you're leaving to walk home you get another text message, this time from Maya, saying that she's still up for you coming over for a little while. Since it is on the way, you reply that you will and set out. Her mother answers the door, and as you're starting to get used to briefly looks shocked and flustered at the sight of you, asking if you've grown. (If only she knew.) You manage to put in the bare amount of pleasantries and leave the stiff-nippled woman staring after you as you head up the stairs to Maya's room.\n\n"Hey, Jamie," Maya says cheerfully as you answer the door, and then yup there it is. But Maya actually blushes when she sees you, sucking in a breath as her cheeks color and her nipples visibly stiffen, thighs giving a twitch as if she had the sudden desire to press them together. "Holy shit when'd you get so hot?" she whispers, only for her eyes to widen and her blush to intensify. "Uh, er, I mean, you look, uh, you look good, new clothes?"\n\n"Yeah," you reply a little sheepishly, somewhere between extremely flattered (and a bit turned on) and embarrassed by your longtime friend's reaction to you. Why's it more intense than the others girls', anyway?\n\n"Uh, yeah, anyway, c'mon in," she says, stepping back and gesturing inside. You wander in past her, noticing that all the smells of the room seem a little more intense than they did before... including Maya, who smells even more turned-on than Tanya did at any point during the picture-taking. Wow, she must be practically soaking her panties under those black cargo shorts. "Oh, oh right, uh, here," she stammers after she's closed the door, hurrying over to snag a wrapped box and hold it out to you. "Here, I... uh, shit, it's a T-shirt, I... didn't think you'd have already gotten clothes, dammit, that's a boring birthday if you just get clothes," she says, obviously starting to fret a bit over it.\n\nYikes. For whatever reason, your incubus aura is hitting Maya particularly hard. She's actually upset that she got you a "lame" birthday present before you even put your hands on it! What should you do about this?\n\n<hr>\n[[Assure her it's fine.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Suggest she make up for it with nude pics.|QOFam1x12]]\n\n[[Use it to dominate her.|QOFam]]

Further emboldened by her practically writing you a blank check, no matter how nonchalant she's trying to be about it, you smile. "I think I'd like a picture of you..."\n\nIt's actually kind of funny how her eyes light up and she starts getting a goofy grin, then quickly has to suppress it and go back to acting cool. "What, really?"\n\n"Yeah." You pull out your phone and hold it up. "Naked."\n\nThat seems to pull her up short, and she opens her mouth, leaves it that way for a second, and closes it without saying anything while staring at you. "Er... did you seriously just ask me to...?" She frowns, but her brow furrows, as if she's actually confused why she's not getting as pissed off by that request as she normally would.\n\n"I mean, all I'm asking is for you to take off your clothes for me and pose some. It'd make me really happy!" you add, doing your best bright smile.\n\nTanya actually blushes at that, opening and closing her mouth a few times, then doing a quick glance around her own room as if checking for onlookers. "Er, well, I mean... you wouldn't show it to anyone, right? Like other kids at school, or...?"\n\n"No, it would be just for me. Y'know, special."\n\nThat apparently gets her, and you see a tremble pass through her... actually it kind of smells like she's getting even more turned on, too. "Alright... yeah, fine, a couple of nudes won't hurt, I guess," she finally says, hands moving to her shorts before she hesitates briefly. "Just remember, you'd get in more trouble than me if you do show it."\n\n"I know, I know!"\n\n"Fine." She swallows, then finally unbuttons and unzips the little cutoffs and wiggles them down, revealing a smooth-shaved pussy with a rather skimpy thong-shaped tanline across it. She steps out of them then straightens up, pulling off her tanktop to reveal her full tits, which also have rather obvious (and similarly scarce) tanlines on them. She blushes a little again as the sound of the phone's camera click comes while she's still taking her shirt off, but after just a second's hesitation she finishes tossing it aside. Soon she puts both hands behind her head and juts her back out, standing there naked in the middle of her room as you snap more photos of her. Without even being asked she assumes a few more poses, leaning forward with her hands on her knees so her tits hang down, turning around so you can take some shots of her ass.\n\nAfter this last, she glances back over her shoulder. "So, ah... that enough?" Though she's doing her best to sound annoyed and put-upon, even as she says it you can see a little trickle of arousal run down her inner thigh.\n\n<hr>\n[[That's enough.|QOFam1x11]]\n\n[[You want a picture of her asshole.|QOFam]]\n\n[[You want video of her sucking you off.|QOFam]]

"Hey, it's no big deal," you hurry to say, but after the amazing experience earlier, you can't help but add, "But I mean, if it would make you feel better I know something you could do."\n\n"Really?!" Maya quickly perks up, hurrying to set the box on her bed. "What is it?!"\n\n"Why don't you let me take a few naughty pictures of you?" You pull out your phone again, carefully controlling yourself so that you don't get hard. It seems like this is just getting more exciting doing it a second time. \n\n"Ah... naughty... you mean...?" Maya shifts in place nervously... but you also notice that she's full-on rubbing her thighs together now, her hands actually wandering to the hem of her shirt before she rubs them along her hips. "You, uh... you want me to strip?"\n\n"I mean, just if you're okay with it, I'm not gonna pressure you!" you hurry to add, half to comfort her and half because you really want this now. "I won't ever show anyone, they'll be special just for me."\n\n"S-special..." Maya shivers visibly, and you'd swear she lets out a soft moan before she nods. "Yeah... okay, sure, just promise me you'll never show anyone." But practically before she's finished speaking she's snagged the bottom of her t-shirt and is pulling it off. She's blushing brightly both from the exposure and the sound of your phone camera clicking repeatedly as she pulls it off and over her hair. Her hands are shaking, but it's hard to tell if it's with nervousness or eagerness as she undoes her shorts and lets them drop, revealing the black thong she's wearing. She hesitates for a second, then strikes a rather similar pose to Tanya's earlier, hands going behind her neck with elbows angled up and arching her back, showing off her perky C-cups... Tanya's look fuller and rounder, heavier even, but if you had to say, Maya's have the better shape.\n\nYou quickly snap pictures, especially as she turns around to show off her ass in the thong, putting her hands on her hips as if to frame it. Then she takes a deep breath and bends forward, slowly peeling the thong down to give you plenty of opportunities for pictures of the progress. The crotch of them is indeed wet enough to cling to her pussy, which glistens in the overhead light as she reveals it. Standing up, she turns back around to face you, breasts moving with her hard breathing, purple-painted lips parted and cheeks flushed as you snap more photos of her standing there naked in the middle of her room with her parents just downstairs, or for all she knows walking by in the hall. Arousal is visibly running down her inner thighs, and you make sure to get a few pictures of that too before clearing your throat. "Um, thanks, Maya, these are... these are amazing, thank you."\n\n"Y-yeah." She shifts in place, then opens her mouth... clearly asking if you're sure that's all you want. But finally she nods... and it's still another few seconds before she starts getting dressed again, and you notice that her panties stay on the floor when she does. Once she's covered up (albeit commando), she grins. "So, ah... happy birthday, Jamie. Hope you... hope you really enjoy those," she murmurs, and from the flick of her eyes towards your crotch you can only assume she's imagining you jerking off to them. Or possibly <i>hoping</i> you'll jerk off to them.\n\nThe two of you chat awhile, Maya gradually calming down and able to act pretty much like her normal self, though you notice the smell of her being turned-on and apparently ready to fuck at a moment's notice never really goes away. You have to remind yourself of the restrictions your mother told you about several times, and eventually decide to take your leave. Maya puts the wrapped present in a bag since you never opened it, and waves you off at the door, her mother uncharacteristically hurrying over to say goodbye as well. Of course you're about halfway home before you glance in the bag and discover that Maya slipped her panties into it with the present. Holy crap.\n\n"Welcome home, dear," your mother chirps as you come in the door. "Hm, my my, you smell like several very horny girls," she adds as she walks over, smiling and casually reaching down to fondle your cock through your jeans, making you moan as you stiffen. "Especially... Maya? Ah, hit the poor dear pretty hard, didn't it?"\n\n"Y-yeah, how did you know?" you ask as she sinks to her knees and starts undoing your pants.\n\n"Dear, you may be part incubus now, but you are still a tad naive, aren't you?" your mother comments, right before sliding your cock past her lips and down your throat, a combination of sensation and statement that leaves your head swimming in pleasured confusion.\n\nAfter about a half hour of your mother's typical above-expert oral ministrations, you vaguely acknowledge your phone's text message tone going off, then going off again. Focusing through the pleasure (which is easy enough when you try), you curiously slip your phone out of your pocket to unlock it and look at the screen. The first message is from Tanya... and has a selfie of her taken with a raised arm, showing her from nose to waistline, her shirt hauled up to bare her tanlined tits, the text reading 'Enjoy this one too, ya horny little fucker.' The second one is from Maya, and shows her belly, spread thighs, and pussy, one hand a few inches away from her sex, a line of wetness connecting her slit and her middle finger. 'Thinking of you', it reads... wait, seriously?!\n\n"Mmmf?" \n\nYou shiver a little at your mother's inquiring noise sending vibrations through your cock, looking down as she pulls herself off... then squawking a bit as she snags the phone from you. "Hey, Mom!"\n\n"If you want to look at it while I'm sucking you off you can let me look at it too," she says in such a perfect Mother Tone that you're flummoxed to argue. She makes a soft appreciative noise though as she checks the texts... then, at a guess from the way she's tapping, goes to look in your picture roll. "Oh my, good work darling."\n\n"Um. Thanks," you murmur, blushing. \n\n"Let me guess, you noticed how turned-on and compliant they were being, so you asked them for some nude photos? But not much else happened?" At your bashful nod, she giggles a bit. "You got them all worked up while taking the pictures and then didn't give them any release. Now they associate giving you nude photos with the excitement and thrill they felt, so they'll probably keep doing so, and getting more daring as they do. Hm, that in mind, dear," she continues, reaching up to stroke along your cock with the hand not holding the phone, letting the side of the shaft rub up against her cheek. "What are your plans there?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep it up with Tanya and Maya.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Get nudes of as many girls as you can.|QOFam]]

Your mother purses her lips, eyes narrowing slightly, and you immediately feel a deep stab of fear. Not because of any of the demonic elements to her appearance, but because it's <i>exactly</i> the same expression she always uses when you've just lied to her face and she knows it. Admittedly the glowing purple eyes might intensify that expression a little.\n\n"Young man I think I know what your handwriting looks like, hmmmm?" she says, turning the journal to face you as she leans down towards you in her usual scolding manner, though of course usually her tits aren't naked and don't wobble so impressively when she does. Then of course they do it again as she snaps upright and points to the side. "Up, now."\n\nYou instantly go scrambling out of bed to stand beside it where she pointed, not through any sort of dreamy need to go with the flow or demonic mind control but because she used full-on Mom Voice. In fact it was so exactly Mom Voice that it takes a moment for your brain to catch up and remember that you're naked, and that your cock is jutting in front of you, rising at an angle as if pointing right at her. Your mother's glowing purple gaze is quite clearly on it, and you think you see her tongue briefly flick across her lips, before her expression is all business again. She turns and drops to sit on the side of your bed... causing not just boob-jiggle but thigh-jiggle and a few other things... and then points at her own bare thighs.\n\nIt takes a moment for your brain to process what she actually means, and you can't help but let out a squeak of "Seriously?!" Which causes her eyes to narrow slightly again, which causes you to flinch, and which is followed by you slinking over to the bed and laying down right across her bare lap, brushing against those huge, incredibly soft tits in the process. You can practically feel them hanging above your back as you settle somewhat sulkily into place, torn between embarrassment at being punished like a small child and a wholly different kind of embarrassment at being naked on your naked succumom's lap. Not only can you feel every bit of skin-to-skin contact, not only is your bare, hard cock pressing right up against one generous thigh, not only can you actually feel her tits brush against you as she shifts and tugs you a bit into position, but you're pretty certain you can actually feel the heat rising from her pussy against your bare stomach.\n\nYou jump a little as one of her hands comes to rest on your bare ass and gives it a few light rubs, and then an almost 'there there' pat, as if pre-comforting you about the punishment she's about to deliver. Then her hand comes up and sweeps back down with a firm smack. It's the exact same impact you've experienced... well not a <i>huge</i> number of times but often enough to remember it... but of course this time the reflexive little jump and squirm that follows grinds your naked body against hers, your cock rubbing directly against her full hip and thigh. She doesn't hold back either, continuing to deliver steady, firm swats that keep driving you against her lap... and since she's not counting that means it's an "until I think it's done" spanking!\n\nYou bite your lower lip, muffling your squeaks and yelps at the impact, and also the little moans of embarrassment that well in your throat... and moans of something else. Because even more embarrassing than the rest is that as your ass heats and tingles, the stimulation is... really just making all the rest of it stand out even more. In fact it feels like your cock is getting more sensitive, like the faint throbbing from your butt is radiating down into it, and that the rubbing against her is bringing you closer... and closer...\n\n<hr>\n[[No, gotta... hold back...!|QODJ]]\n\n[[Nnnnghff!|QODJ]]

"So, uh, on the way here, the guy in the cart said I should ask about..." You find yourself glancing around conspiratorially like he did, and lowering your voice as you say, "Your secret menu?"\n\nHopita's grin lights up her face... rather wickedly, at that. "Interesting you should ask! Well, it's true, I do have a sort of 'secret menu' available. It's not very long on things to actually buy, though."\n\nYou blink. "Er, what's on it, then?"\n\n"Services, mostly. I provide a lot of interesting services... not all of which I'm prepared to tell you about <i>just</i> yet," she adds, reaching out and tapping you on the nose with a fingertip. "You'll have to build up some trust to be learn about <i>everything</i> I do."\n\n"O... kay." You nod slowly. You guess that makes some sort of sense, it's hardly the first game you've seen where you had to buy certain stuff from a shopkeeper to earn them having more stuff. \n\n"Anyway, to start with, I'll just let you know that I provide sex," she says breezily, tapping at her tablet, pretending to ignore it as you make a little choking noise even though she grins again when you do. "Either from myself or certain other monster girls of my acquaintance. Now you may be thinking, 'Hopita, why would I pay you for that when I can just go out and find one in the wild?' Well, first of all, you're not always guaranteed to find one of these babes in the wild. Second, they can provide certain interesting, one-of-a-kind experiences their sort offers completely safely... no loss of items or energy invoked, and an overall more pleasant experience."\n\nYou're sort of curious exactly what kind of 'experiences' she could possibly mean, but you'd guess that would come up if you actually inquire. "So, um, that's what's on the secret menu right now?"\n\n"Mmhmm. Either with me, or one of my friends. Interested?"\n<<set $trust to 0>><<set $secretmenuunlock to true>>\n<hr>\n[[Her.|FGWLeisHopitaSexFirst]]\n\n[[One of her friends.|FGWLeisMonWhoresFirst]]\n\n[[Not right now.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Sighing, you say, "Fine, I'll do whatever you tell me to for the rest of the semester."\n\nSima grins broadly, eyes twinkling. "You <i>promise</i>?"\n\n"Yeah, yeah, I promise." Seeing her stick out her hand, you take it and shake. "Deal."\n\n"Good!" Stepping back a bit, Sima claps her hands together and rubs them. "Now, okay, very important distinction! Do you just want Joshua and his buddies to stop bothering you, or do you want them to go away?"\n\n"... Uh?" You blink. "What's the difference?"\n\n"Well, if you just want them to stop bothering you, basically that's all that happens. If you want them to not bother anyone <i>else</i>, that's a much bigger ask and I might be inclined to ask more of you in return for it. But, your choice."\n\n<hr>\n[[You just want them to leave you alone.|QOBully]]\n\n[[You want them to go away.|QOBully]]

You have her contact information in your phone... at her insistence... and after briefly wrestling with both normal social anxiety and the issue of actually bringing someone else into this situation, you message her. 'I need your help with something.'\n\nAlmost instantly the message comes back. 'Sure! I'll meet you at your place!'\n\n... Of course she will. Sighing, you silently give some gratitude to the forces of the universe that have your parents out at the moment, and go downstairs to wait.\n\nSoon Sima is grinning impishly at you, pale brown eyes sparkling. You're not entirely sure where she... or maybe her parents or whatever... is from, she has a faint trace of some accent you've never been able to place and figured it would be rude to ask. She has brown skin and straight black hair cut short except for two shoulder-length falls on either side of her face. She's fairly petite, short and slender, wearing a baggy purple shirt that nevertheless leaves her bellybutton showing whenever she raises her arms even slightly, and very tight black jeans. She's also got thick-rimmed, slightly large glasses, but those are about the only thing about her that say 'nerd', despite her well-known enthusiasm for tabletop games, among other things. Which is how you, and every other introvert in school pretty much, know her. Sima's one of those weird people who's not quite close friends with anyone, but she's <i>friendly</i> with <i>everyone</i>, somehow. You figure if there's anyone who could act as a go-between and get Joshua to leave you alone, it's her.\n\nAnd she does nod along as you explain everything, rubbing her chin. "Hm... okaaay, yeah, that's definitely a problem. I don't really like strife at the school, though I know it's one of those things that happens. But! Just asking me to outright do you a favor is kind of a big deal, you know, especially something like this," Sima says, patting her hands together lightly. "So in return, you'll have to... hmmmmmm... let's say be my servant for the rest of the year!"\n\nYou blink. "What?"\n\n"Yeah! You have to do what I say! And you may be thinking 'Oh, come on, that's what they're making me do now', but! I'm not going to be exploiting your wallet. I'm thinking more of things liiiike, you helping me set up for games, actually coming to games, maybe, GASP! Socializing with others!" Sima's eyes twinkle behind her glasses. "I <i>doubt</i> I'll actually bully you, not my style. That's if you want me to just make him go away and leave you alone."\n\n"Uh... there's another option?"\n\n"Mm-hm. If you'd rather, I can try and make the two of you sort of... jive better, let's say. Foster understanding! I like doing that," she adds with a bright grin. "I'll get the two of you together and have you do a little <i>activity</i> that will hopefully make you into actual friends so that he won't treat you so rotten anymore. But, you two will have to actually do the work, and obviously nothing is guaranteed. But, it would be my pleasure to do it, expecting nothing in return!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Have her fix the problem.|QOBully1x3]]\n\n[[Do the "activity".|BullyIse1x1]]

This is a high school kid problem, it needs to be solved on a high school kid level. Luckily your friends... all two of them that you'd actually be comfortable putting that label on without question... are definitely more forthright and confident than you are, maybe they'd actually be able to do something other than just tell you to ignore Joshua as any adult would tell you to do.\n\nYou pause in your thoughts. Well, wait. There's one other person your age you could talk to... not a friend, exactly, but kind of friendly. Someone that you tend to avoid not because they're mean or a jerk, they're just very... forthright. And forceful. 'Force of personality' is in fact how they would be described by anyone more on your end of being quiet and yielding, since you've heard more than one of the similar people you know talk about her that way. You're not sure what she could do, but you feel weirdly confident that if you went to her she'd definitely be able to do something.\n\nWho to get help from?\n\n<hr>\n[[Your friend Kevin.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Your friend Maya.|QOBully]]\n\n[[The force of personality.|QOBully1x2]]

'Dessert Desert'... an odd-sounding place. Still, you're curious enough to go take a look, tapping the sign and following the navigation line.<<set $dessertdesertvisit to true>><<set $random to either(1,2,3)>>\n\nYou soon arrive at, well, a dessert. Dark brown sand as far as the eye can see, dunes rising and following everywhere, though you notice that there's also a sort of sparkly look to it that you've never seen in any of the deserts on TV. In fact the air itself almost seems to glimmer, enough to start making you wonder if maybe the spice must flow or something, right up until a light gust of wind blows some of the stuff in your face. You're able to shield your eyes, but a fair bit gets into your mouth and...\n\n... yup that's cinnamon sugar alright.\n\nYou smack your lips, frowning. It's a bit grainy, but it's definitely exactly the sort of cinnamon sugar you'd expect to be sprinkled on a churro or something. You bend down and poke a finger against the sand on the ground, hesitantly bringing it to your tongue... yup, more of the same. 'Dessert Desert,' you think, shaking your head as you decide to wander around a bit.\n\nYou soon find that the dunes change color and even texture occasionally. In your brief period of exploration, you find bits of desert made of brown sugar, maple sugar, and while you don't actually make it all the way out there, in the distance you can see some dunes that are brightly-colored in shades of red, green, purple, and pink, which you assume are probably like pixie stix type things. Yeah, this is a candy dessert alright. ... You wonder exactly what sort of monster girls you'll encounter here?\n\n<<if $random is 1>>You don't really find anything while you're looking around, so instead you just put some brown sugar in your inventory to take back home. Maybe Hopita can use it to bake or something.<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>You don't really find anything while you're looking around, so instead you just put some cinnamon sugar in your inventory to take back home. Maybe Hopita can use it to bake or something.<<endif>><<if $random is 3>>While you're looking around, you spot something sticking out of the ground that gives you a chill. Is that... a bone?! You walk over and after a moment hesitantly pluck the gleaming white thing out of the sand, eyeing it worriedly. It takes a moment for you to realize that no, it's not a bone... for one thing it's way too smooth, the surface is very glossy. For another it's got a kind of stylized shape... not full-on 'cartoon bone' shape, but also not all the little bits and pieces you've seen on pictures of real bones. Of course the kicker is that when you bring it to your face, there's the strong scent of vanilla. So apparently it's actually just some sort of candy in the shape of a bone! ... You hope, as opposed to the bone of something that really is made of candy. Either way, you decide it's not macabre enough that it might not be useful, so you tuck it into your inventory.<<set $bonecandy += 1>><<set $energy -= 1>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\nYou can [[head back to the starting area|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]], if you want.

"I... I want your cock in me," you find yourself saying, shivering hard as you say it, your achingly hard dick giving a throb in your pants. "Now... please, now."\n\nFreya raises an eyebrow, outwardly calm, though you can see her own massive prick twitch in response to the words, and then start to slowly rise upward. "Well then. Alright, you twisted my arm," she coos, stepping over fully in front of you and leaning down, briefly shaking her tits in your face and making you gasp loudly. Especially as she reaches down and undoes your jeans, hauling them and your underwear down a bit and letting your hardon spring free. "Ooo, you're not lying, look at this," she notes teasingly, smirking as you shiver and lift your ass up to let her pull your pants off completely.\n\n"But let's see if you can cum from your ass first, huh?" she murmurs in your ear as she leans in, giving it a little kiss before ordering you, "Up on all fours cutie."\n\nYour tongue flicks over your lips, but you nod and turn, clambering up and onto the bed, crawling forward on all fours in nothing but your shirt, your bare ass wagging in the air and your stiff dick jutting down below your belly and between your thighs. You tremble a little in a mixture of worry and anticipation as she clambers up onto the bed after you, already fully hard and swaying heavily in the air as she comes up behind you. Her huge tits pillow against your back briefly as she reaches over to the bedside table, snagging an unlabeled squeeze bottle before straightening back up. You hear the click, and a loud, apparently very generous squirt before the soft <i>schlp, schlp, schlp</i> of her pumping a hand over her now apparently lubed-up futa fuckstick.\n\n"Normally I might play with a new toy for a bit before really getting down to business," Freya declares as she runs a hand up and down your back before settling it on your ass and giving a light squeeze, pushing your buttock to the side in the process. You shiver again as the wet, hot head of her cock nudges up against your pucker. "But since you're sooooo needy, I guess I'll go ahead and give you what you're begging for."\n\nNot giving you any time for second thoughts, Freya starts pushing forward, her cock gradually stretching you open and starting to slide inside with the aid of what's apparently <i>very</i> effective lube. Your eyes roll up some and your mouth drops open into a wide O of amazement at the sensation of having a cock enter you for the first time, let alone such a big, powerful, perfect cock as Aunt Freya's. And it just keeps going too, sliding in deeper and deeper with every moment. As the wide head pops inside her shaft starts sinking into you just the tiniest bit faster, her hands moving to squeeze, knead, and part your ass. You can just imagine her looking down past those fat tits of hers to watch her girthy tan prick disappearing into your little virgin ass.\n\nYou <i>definitely</i> feel like you're not going to have any trouble cumming from your ass at this rate. Fifteen minutes ago you'd never once considered the possibility of liking dick, and now you want nothing more for the huge one sliding into your ass to claim you and then pound the soul out of your body. By the time you feel your aunt's much bigger, heavier, more virile balls bump against yours, you know without question that you've been turned into a complete cock addict for life. The knowledge makes you shudder hard, and you definitely do have a little orgasm from your ass alone, your tight but newly-spread hole squeezing and twitching around Freya's length as your cock twitches and oozes several pumps of pre out.\n\n"Oooo you <i>are</i> going to be an eager little slut aren't you?" your aunt coos, giving you a light spank on the ass before she starts to thrust her hips lightly, working them in a quick but smooth rhythm. \n\nYour tongue lolls out, and after a few moments without even thinking about it you begin rocking yourself back against her thrusts, your hips moving to meet her in eagerness to stroke that cock into your slicked-up little fuckhole. Your head lolls downward before you toss it back, mouth still wide open in moans as you fuck yourself on your fit futa aunt's fat fuckstick just as much as she's fucking you with it, your cock bouncing and swaying underneath you with the impact of her hips on your pert rear.\n\n"Yeah there's a good girl," Freya almost sneers, though she lets out a delighted coo as your ass squeezes around her at the words. "Yeah show me how bad you want me to breed that boypussy, slut, you do the work!" she adds before giving you another encouraging spank.\n\nThe impact of her hand makes you rock forward hard, your cock twitching and oozing out another heavy flow of pre and your ass clenching around her. She does seem to have gone still, though, so you start rocking yourself back against her faster. It's like your body just keeps naturally finding things that feel even better and lewder and hotter, falling into a rhythm of fucking back on Freya's cock fast and firm, your ass slapping back against her hips and your balls slapping back against hers. Without even thinking your hips move and shake, sometimes stopping and grinding back against her, feeling her cock slide and press and almost twist inside you as you do. \n\n"Nnnnh, fuck, you are a complete natural, I cannot fucking wait to start sharing you with all my friends," Freya moans out.\n\nThe thought of being the plaything of more big-dicked women like her, of being stuffed and used and bred in your little bitch-hole is too much, and you almost go into a frenzy, mewling and crying out in the most absolutely <i>obscene</i> girlish moans you've heard from anyone let alone yourself as you rapidly slam your ass back on her cock. Freya moans out loudly too, finally taking action again, grabbing your hair in one hand and pulling and gripping your waist with the other, slamming you hard once, twice, and on the third time shoving in as deep as she can and flooding your belly with wet, spreading warmth. Your eyes roll up almost completely, tongue flopping out as you have a far more intense assgasm than before, your whole body quivering, your cock lifting but not <i>quite</i> getting off, some shots of thin, clear pre actually spurting out instead.\n\n"Hhhhha... fuck, yeah, we are going to have a very fun Christmas, baby," Freya murmurs as she slowly pulls out of you, leaving you whimpering softly from the sudden feeling of emptiness, the sensation of your ass gaping open some and the warm-cool trickle of cum down your taint and over your balls nevertheless keeping your excitement high. "Actually maybe I won't even fucking give you back."\n\n"Mmmnh," you groan softly, not exactly able to argue against the idea of becoming her permanent free use cumdump in your current state of fuck-brain.\n\nAunt Freya chuckles softly, sliding your shirt up along your middle and then urging you up to your knees so she can pull it off of you entirely. "We're just getting started. Now, keep being a good girl and lay on your back, lift your legs, and show me that naughty little boypussy."\n\nBlushing, you nevertheless eagerly do as she bids, rolling onto your back and settling your head back onto the pillow right between the cheerleader bunny plushie and the lion jock plushie. You reach down, taking hold of your knees and hauling your legs up and apart, indeed spreading them like a shameless horny woman as Aunt Freya watches, stroking her cum-and-lub-smeared prick. She wastes little time in moving up to you again, pressing the tip of her cock into place against your still slightly open asshole before pushing back in. This time she goes in in one long, smooth stroke, your eyes rolling as she claims your already well-fucked hole in that one easy movement.\n\nThis time when she starts thrusting you have a perfect view of her tits bouncing and jiggling with her movements, those big puffy nibbles dancing tantalizingly above you, her wolfish grin in full view as she looks down at you. She pushes your hands away and puts her own in place on your knees, pushing your legs further forward and apart, before ordering, "Stroke it, slut."\n\nIt takes your cock-addled brain a moment to process what she means, but it doesn't require any more urging than that. You move a hand to wrap it around your own cock, starting to pump it quickly, your strokes almost desperate despite her much more controlled, rhthmic pumps into your ass. You lean your head back against the pillow, tongue jutting out again, completely shameless in the pleasure of getting pounded in your eager little hole, a steady stream of pre dribbling all over your belly now as you jerk yourself while getting fucked.\n\n"Yeaaah that's it, good girl," your aunt coos teasingly as she watches you, those massive globes giving a firm, hefty bounce every time her hips slap against your body. "There's a good dirty little bitch. Always love seeing a cute new boy jerk himself stupid while getting his cunt slammed." And matching action to word, she starts thrusting faster and harder, really jolting you against the mattress and pillows with her strokes.\n\nEven on your back and practically bent in half you find yourself urging your body towards her strokes, trying your best to fuck yourself against her, all your thoughts completely focused on that big, fat cock pounding away in your eager little boypussy and to a lesser extent on the throbbing and drooling of your own cock in your hand, your fingers quickly turning slick and starting to make soft little <i>schlpschlpschlp</i> noises with your quick strongs, almost lost amongst the much louder, lewder noises of Freya's cock pumping into your stretched, quivering asshole. The part of your brain that's still vaguely capable of actual thought is faintly surprised that you haven't cum yet, with how hard your cock is and how full your balls are.\n\nBut it's not until Frey suddenly shifts her grip to the front of your thighs, hauling you up off the bed fully and letting your ankles drape over your shoulders so that your lower legs frame her tits, and then starts fucking you down against your shoulders, really driving home that she's fucking you like a girl, that your cock throbs hard in your hand and starts shooting long ropes of cum all over your chest. In fact more than one spurt hits right in your face and splatters into your open mouth, your own jizz smearing on the roof of your mouth and over your lolling tongue. You just keep jerking yourself wildly even as you're reduced to flinging off little half-formed droplets of white as Freya keeps fucking you. You don't stop even as she pulls out and lets you drop to the bed, dropping a hand and similarly quickly pumping her own cock to start shooting her second load all over you. Even though it's not her first, it's still so much bigger than yours, thick and hot as it lands in heavy glops across your belly, chest, face, and your own cock and balls, thoroughly coating you and claiming you in her hot, musky scent.\n\n"Mmmm... you're not in the best shape, buuuut you are nice and flexible, sweetheart," Freya says in a breathy voice as she looks down at you. "So let's see if you can..."\n\nShe doesn't complete the thought aloud, instead taking hold of your legs. Your eyes widen as she once more pushes you forward, but then seems determined to keep pressing forward. She expertly twists your waist back and forth, shaking you around, and you feel several strange, almost pleasurable pops as she apparently maneuvers your spine into further stretchiness. Bit by bit she urges you forward until you really <i>are</i> bent practically in half, your own cum-dripping cock pointed right at your face.\n\nAnother slight push and you obey her unspoken demand to open your mouth and wrap your lips around your own half-hard cockhead, slurping Freya's thick, virile cum and faint traces of your own off of it. You find it's a lot like Freya said... the sensation of having a hot, wet, suckling mouth wrapped around your cock is good, but it's almost eclipsed by the sweet brain-tingling lewdness of the knowledge that you're actually sucking your own dick. Freya smirks down at you, practically wiggling herself as she lowers her head. You see her own tongue... apparently quite long and strong as well... jut out, and feel it swirl around your thoroughly cum-smeared, gaped pucker. Then she's sliding it inside you, pushing it in deep and swirling it inside, shamelessly tonguefucking you as she looks down and watches you sucking her cum off your own cock as more of it drips on your face from your balls.\n\nYou bob your head, moaning around your slowly rehardening prick, and soon it's stiff and throbbing between your lips as you continue sucking yourself. Freya uses one hand to keep you bent forward as the other slides up and down your spine, pressing here and there, apparently urging even more bendiness out of you even as she continues slurping her own cum out of your ass, her tongue cleaning off the smears of it painted on your inner walls. She gives one more little extra push and you actually feel your own cock push inside your throat, making you spurt another load of cum right into your mouth even as your hole quivers and squeezes in another assgasm around your aunt's tongue. \n\nAfter that Freya sends you to take a shower, and you wobble your way off to the bathroom still in a bit of a fuck-daze. Under the water you twist back and forth, idly trying out bending and... yeah, she definitely seems to have used some sort of jiu jitsu chiropracty or something on you, because you are far more bendy than you were before. You can, in fact, bend over almost double until your hair brushes the shower floor just while you're standing. ... You doubt you could reach your cock again without help pushing you into position, or at least more room to work with positioning yourself, but dang. You wonder if it's permanent or something she has to do again? Either way, it ought to make you an even better little cocksheath.\n\nYou blush a bit at realizing just how easily that thought came to you, and that it excites you even now. You can't quite bring yourself to feel any genuine shame... there's a little bit of embarrassment and humiliation running through it, but it's just like it's tinder for the fire of being a cock-hungry little slut.\n\nAnd with that thought in mind, you quickly finish cleaning off and drying off, and pad naked back into Freya's bedroom. She's sprawled on the bed, apparently going through the history of videos to see what you were watching. (Yeah you probably should've wondered if it had that feature at the time, not that it matters now.) But apparently watching herself work has gotten her excited again, her cock jutting almost straight up in the air, large balls resting heavy between her strong thighs. Without a word you climb up onto the bed and move up between her legs, leaning your head down and starting to apply some of what you saw in said videos to licking and slurping those big, tan balls. Freya smirks but doesn't otherwise acknowledge you, just continuing to lazily watch the videos, one hand holding the remote and the other toying with one of her full, fat tits as you start worshiping her balls.\n\nAgain doing your best to follow the instructions she gave her other partners in the video, you eventually start giving open-mouthed sucks and drags of your lips up her shaft, dragging your tongue up the last half of the way before sliding your mouth over the head. You start moving your head in quick, short bobs, knowing she loves having her cock down a bitch's throat as soon as possible if they're not busy sucking her balls, and you do want to be a good bitch for her. You gradually work your throat open around her... a much more difficult proposition than getting your own stiff little dick in there... but soon you're working over at least two-thirds of the length, your throat bulging visibly as her prick slides in and out of it.\n\nFreya almost idly clicks out of the current video... the one with Joy... and over to the music storage instead, starting up a [[song|https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=mPWBrjzcRgc&si=zt6oNuxS8PEWZr6N]]. Taking that as your cue, you slide her cock out of your mouth and instead move yourself up to straddle it, guiding it to your own asshole this time and then lowering yourself down. She's just got a thankfully thick layer of your spit for lube this time, but your little fuckhole's been good and opened-up and is still a bit slick from before, opening up and sliding down around her as you slowly sink down. Soon your balls come to rest against the top of her crotch as her own press up against the lower curve of your ass, and you start working yourself on top of her, riding her to the lewd beat of the song. Your lips part open again, head leaning back as the pleasure of fucking yourself on such a big, powerful prick overtakes you again. \n\nJust to help you feel like even more of a dick-addicted girl, apparently, Freya runs her hands up your stomach and starts toying with your nipples, stroking her fingertips around the curve of your pecs as if they were flat little tits, cupping them as if she could make them jiggle with your motions. Then she slides her hands back down, gripping your waist with them as she starts thrusting up into you in time with the beat as well. Your stiff prick swings down to slap against her rock-firm abs, leaving little splatters of pre with every impact, its hardness still somehow just emphasizing how much bigger and thicker and more virile the one thrusting up into your ass is. Letting the repeating drone of the lyrics slide into your brain, reveling in the feal of being a slut, a little dirty bitch who loves to fuck, you shake your hips and work your ass, fucking yourself atop Freya until she finally thrusts up into you and blows another load deep in your boypussy, your own cock dry-firing as you assgasm hard, eyes rolling and teeth clenching briefly.\n\nAfter a few moments, Freya huffs and stops the music, then lifts you off and rolls you onto your back beside her. She turns towards you, letting her tits press into your arm and her half-hard cock flop across your thigh. "Mmm. Well, you are a very good bitch, Jamie," she murmurs, kissing your cheek and making you blush. "But what to make of you, hm?"\n\n"Ah...?" you ask faintly, your brain still far too fuck-fogged to put together what she means.\n\n"Well, just thinking. Would you work better as an all-around little lewd fucker?" she says teasingly, running a fingertip up the underside of your slowly flagging cock and bringing it back to full hardness with just that. "Actually let you use this naughty thing, hm? Or would you make a better sissy... limp-dicked, maybe eventually perma-caged?" she muses aloud, making you shiver. "Or we could shoot to fully feminize you... work towards both shrinking this," she purrs, giving your stiff prick a flick on the side with her finger, before sliding her hand up to cup under one side of your chest. "And start growing these? Or maybe... maybe you'd just like to be my personal pet, hm?" she murmurs, nuzzling in your hair a bit. "My own little toy to use and loan out as I please, not to be touched unless I say so... tch, it's an embarrassment of riches!" she adds with a laugh. "What do you want, cutie?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Lewd fucker.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Sissy.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Fully feminized.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Personal pet.|QOFreya]]

You're barely able to keep from breaking into a run until you've actually gotten out of the building. Holy shit, all that premium currency! You practically race home, your heart hammering, actually managing to do a gacha pull on the way. Oh god, it's terrible! These work clothes must be interfering with your gacha-pulling energy! ... Also you guess this proves the thing about pulling all Queen Titanias was definitely a lie, which should have been obvious but part of you still had hope.\n\nYou slip into the house as quietly as possible and head to your room, not wanting your parents to wake up and ask you how it went and thereby delay your gacha-ing. You're practically vibrating at the realization of how many gacha draws you've got currency for as you pull off your clothes and pull on your lucky ones (AKA the lounge pants and long-sleeved maroon shirt you were wearing when you were laying in bed one night and pulled a Prince Gwydion when he wasn't even on rate-up). You spend a few moments enacting every bit of gacha summoning ritual you know as best you can (you suppose you don't need to try to fool the Desire Sensor since you're not aiming for anyone in particular, so no need to meditate), surrounding yourself with every bit of DSG merch you've accumulated, putting some appropriate items out as offerings (the Musketeers are on rate-up and luckily there was some french bread in the kitchen), and even taking a few minutes to do your best to draw some of the characters you've been hoping to pull (not very well but it's the principle of the thing). Then you settle down amidst all your preparations to start pulling.\n\nIn fact, you take a moment to do some calculations, and find that you have over <i>1000</i> ten-pulls of premium currency! Part of you says to savor it, to use it only as necessary so that you can essentially guarantee yourself getting every rate-up character for the considerable future. That part of you is savagely beaten to death by the rest of your serotonin-addicted brain and thrown out on the corner to be picked up by the garbage, and you instantly tap the button to start your first of many, many ten-pulls.\n\nAgain and again you pull from the gacha, alternately quivering with excitement or wilting with dismay. But bit by bit, it all just sort of starts to meld together... the good rolls, the bad rolls, the trash rolls, the occasional ones shining with nothing but gold and prismatic colors. There is nothing but the gacha, the gacha is all, you have become one with the gacha. You don't even think about your finger moving to tap anymore, the voice announcements of newly-arrived characters rolling through your brain like the spring breeze across your skin. The previously seemingly unlimited amount of premium currency gradually, steadily dwindles down, closer and closer to what you'd had saved before.\n\nIn the midst of your finger moving for the next ten-pull, your eyes flick to the mercy mechanic counter that you'd almost forgotten was there. You realize that not only do you have enough points to get all of the characters you <i>haven't</i> gotten by this hours-long string of pulls, but that this will in fact be your 1,000th ten-pull in a row. You can't even think of how you could (or even if you should) celebrate this no doubt singular accomplishment before your finger makes contact with the screen.\n\nYou let out a yelp as light instantly begins pouring out of the tablet, and not in the normal summoning effects way... it's actually shining out, filling your room. You flail but can't quite bring yourself to fling the thing away, part of your brain needing too badly to see the results of your 1,000th pull. The light washes over you, and then there's the slightest sensation of a drop, about an inch, enough to jolt your whole body and have you almost fall over on your side. Giving a soft 'ow' and trying to blink the stars out of your eyes, you look around, then gawk.\n\nYou're in some sort of big circular stone chamber with a high ceiling, and an elaborate design on the floor that's slowly fading from a prism of purple and blue colors. There are hangings on the wall that basically look like iconic representations of every gacha-pulling graphics you've ever seen in a game. But rather quickly your attention is snagged entirely by the figure kneeling just to the outside of the design on the floor, or rather you admittedly lock on to her chest first. She's kneeling forward enough that her huge chest is shown off with a particularly generous amount of cleavage, despite wearing what can only be a nun's black dress... just with one with a low-cut chest framed by a white cap over the shoulders, golden crosses affixed to the parts at the sides and the chest. Her golden hair is capped by a fairly slim white and black habit that falls down her back, and you can also see a generous amount of hips and thigh. Her red eyes(!) have golden pupils with an upright X shape(!!), and she has a shocked look on her face, before raising her head in apparent prayer.\n\n<img src="images/Fripul.jpg">\n\n"Oh, Arrenji be praised! Our calls for a Quartz Hero have not gone unanswered! The Desire Sensor has this day been thwarted, and our world may yet be saved!" she calls as she gets to her feet and clasps her hands, revealing that the habit is 1) very tight, clinging to her breasts and belly like a second skin, close enough to display her large nipples and the slight outward curve of her stomach, 2) cut with a long fall in front and back so that her wide, generous hips and thighhigh-clad legs are pretty much entirely shown off, 3) very thin, since you can just almost see through it as the light from the torches on the wall hits it just right. \n\n"... um..." Despite all that, you can't help but be reminded to look at your screen to see what your ten-pull was. Amidst all the rest of the confusion, worry, and a bit of fear, you still find room to be upset that rather than displaying the results, your tablet is showing an unfamiliar loading graphic animation. "... um... what?" you say, managing to yank your gaze back to her, and then trying not to look anywhere you feel like you shouldn't.\n\n"Your apologies, great one," the nun says, bowing again, her breasts wobbling inside her dress as if not restrained in the slightest. They similarly sway when she straightens up, giving a slight jiggle every time she gestures as if giving a sermon, apparently being one of those people who talks with their hands. "I know that you are from another world, and may not even be aware of your great fate, as spoken of in The Lore! The Quartz Hero is the one who shall come to us in our hour of greatest need!" she declares, staring at you reverently for a moment before continuing. "With the great power of the Holy Gacha bestowed upon him by our lord god Arrenji, he shall summon forth the Star Warriors and save us all from the Earthlord!"\n\n"... what?" you say, still a little blankly.\n\nShe blinks a few times, then looks a little anxious as she glances back and forth, before tapping her index fingertips together. "Oh, um. ... We need you to summon warriors to beat the bad guy who wants to rule the world?"\n\n"Oh." Yeah okay that parses. Clearly you have gone insane from doing 1000 ten-pulls in a row. Maybe you should have gotten some sleep, huh? ... Well, just go with it for now, you think as you get to your feet. "Um, okay, I don't really know anything about that, but, uh, alright."\n\n"Oh <i>thank you</i>, Quartz Hero, <i>thank you</i>!" she gushes, bowing repeatedly and enthusiastically, each time looking like her boobs are in danger of spilling right out of her gown. You shuffle nervously, trying desperately not to react considering that your own lounge pants are fairly thin and you have nothing on under them, but at least she's mostly looking at your face as she says, "I am the Nun of the Holy Gacha that has been assigned to assist you; my name is Fripul."\n\n"Oh, um, I'm Jamie."\n\n"Master Jamie! This way, please!" she chirps, apparently not noticing as you go red-faced at being called 'Master', instead whirling around and walking to a door. At least that habit is long enough in back you're not tempted to stare at her butt, you think as you follow after her. "I'll show you right to the Star Warrior Gacha Chamber!"\n\n"So, uh... who's this Earthlord and why do we need Star Warriors to beat him?" you ask, since it seems like that's a thing you should ask as an apparent gacha game protagonist.\n\n"The Earthlord is a demon that arises... well, not arises, but, appears once in every Age of the world," Fripul explains as she leads the way through winding stone hallways. "His Great Abyss Dungeon opens up deep in the planet, and he begins gathering power with which to cut us off from the sun and stars, isolating us in darkness so that he may rule over us forever. Only Star Warriors and those Chosen by Arrenji can enter the Abyss Dungeon."\n\n"... And what exactly are Star Warriors?" you prompt, since she seemed on the verge of cutting off there. Man, you hate tutorials with pointless button-poking. ... Of course you also hate tutorials that are just endless text, so you guess there's no winning there. ... Maybe you died from doing all those gacha pulls and this is Hell? Trying to shake off all those thoughts, you listen as Fripul continues.\n\n"Star Warriors are manifestations of combatants from across the multiverse. Whether they be heroes or villains, somewhere inside them is the potential willingness to fight against the tyranny the Earthlord represents."\n\n"'Manifestations'... so it's not the real person?"\n\n"They are a real person, Master, with thoughts and feelings and emotions as well as a physical body, but not the <i>original</i> person. Think of them as a sort of copy of the person, but idealized in some ways, at the very least in that they are willing to fight against evil in the Abyss." She pauses, and turns towards you. "Of course, they may still <i>act</i> like villains, you understand. But do not worry... if someone is capable of being summoned as a Star Warrior, they will not betray you or our cause. Only those willing to do all that is necessary to stop the Earthlord can be summoned as Star Warriors."\n\nSo yeah, at least you're not going to summon someone that turns on you and joins the bad guy, you think as you resume following Fripul through the corridors, which seem faintly sloped upward. Guess Starscream won't be in this gacha. Wait, that reminds you. "So when you say 'the multiverse', what does that mean?"\n\n"Combatants from legends, stories, history, and other times, from across all of reality," Fripul answers in a reverent tone, actually crossing herself.\n\n"Oh." Well that would definitely seem to answer that. Heck, maybe Starscream <i>is</i> in this gacha, he was a good(-ish) guy a few times wasn't he? That would be really weird. You're still turning that over in your head as you follow Fripul up a set of stairs and apparently outside, revealing that you're now on the roof of what looks like a tall tower with a beautiful, fantasy-esque city spread out below you. The wide circle of the rooftop is surrounded by a rather low (uncomfortably so, in your rather nervous opinion) set of stone ramparts, manned by a handful of what you can't help think of as 'combat nuns'... they're all wearing habits like Fripul's, but are even more provocatively-clad, wearing little black leather bikinis with golden crosses on the fronts of them, showing off bodies that range from as lusciously curvy as Fripul's to slender, toned, and with six-pack abs. Almost instantly at your arrival all of them clap the hands not holding the long spears to their shoulder and bow their heads to you, calling out, "All hail the Quartz Hero!"\n\n"This way, Master," Fripul says cheerfully, urging you towards part of the rooftop since you just wanted to stand there squirming forever. She stops in front of another elaborate rune circle on the stone, this one pulsing faintly in gold. "This is where you will summon the Star Warriors, Master!"\n\n"Um, okay." You blink a few times, glancing aside, then pointing. "Uh, what's that for, though?"\n\n"Hm?" Fripul blinks a few times as if confused by what you could mean as she looks over at the large, luxurious-looking bed that's just sitting on the rooftop not too far from the summoning circle. Then she brightens. "Oh, that's for you to use when you Bond with the Star Warriors, Master!"\n\n"Um... Bond?" you squeak, starting to see where this is heading.\n\n"Yes. Once the Star Warrior appears, you must Bond with them by having sexual intercourse," Fripul explains cheerfully, apparently completely oblivious to you going brick red in the face. "This represents your complete acceptance of them as your ally. If you fail to Bond with them, or reject them outright, they shall be Yeeted back into the energy from whence they came," she adds in a more solemn tone, lifting a finger.\n\n"... yeeted?" you echo incredulously.\n\n"Yeeted," she assures you, nodding firmly. "You can never be sure that a Star Warrior that has been Yeeted will answer your call again, so you must always be very sure if you reject one! It's really best to Bond with them within a few minutes of their arrival, rather than put it off until later and they wind up being Yeeted because you forgot. That's why we installed the bed right here by the summoning circle, so that you can get to the Bonding right away!"\n\n"Mm! Mm!" all the Combat Nuns declare, nodding firmly with each noise. As if just to assure you that yes, they will be staying, because they see nothing at all wrong with all of them standing around watching you have sex with the people you summon, since it's the sacred Quartz Hero's equally sacred job.\n\n<hr>\n[["... um..."|QOGacha1x1]]\n\n[["No way, I can't!"|QOGacha]]

Settling down in the armchair, you snag the remote and turn on the TV.\n\n<<set $random to either(1, 2)>><<if $random is 1>>You turn on the TV, and it's immediately filled with the image of a pair of round, perky buttocks with a short fluffy tail above them bouncing on a large cock. You blush a little, both at the view and at the program title popup reading 'Buttfucked Bunnies'. The camera soon pulls out to show a girl with rabbit ears and large breasts eagerly bouncing herself on that fat prick, squealing happily with her hands behind her head and her back arched, showing off her tits jiggling. After a second you give in and unzip, leaning back in the chair and starting to stroke yourself as you watch.\n\nThe program seems to be essentially a clip show of exactly what the title says... rabbit-type monster girls getting fucked in the ass, and nothing but, all the scenes starting at the very earliest at the point of a cock pressing up against a pucker and then pushing inside. Some of them even start 'in anal res' as it were, just going right from one bunny girl getting pounded in the butt to the next getting pounded in the butt. And there's definitely a variety! Bunny girls that look like humans with tails and ears, more fuzzy anthro-like bunny girls, and at least one that's barely humanoid at all. You sort of lose yourself in the constantly shifting sight of different rabbit-type monster girls moaning and squealing happily and enthusiastically as they get their butts stretched, usually by human men<<if $futaencountered is true>> but sometimes by other bunny girls with fat, throbbing cocks of their own<<endif>>. You watch in a near-trance, stroking your cock at the sight of each one, big boobs bouncing or trim tits jiggling, usually two but here and there a girl with four. The kicker comes when a white-haired bunny girl who looks very much like a certain shopkeeper just wearing dark sunglasses faces the camera and shamelessly power-bounces on the "poor" human man's sizable prick, the entire time smirking and giving the camera a double-victory sign. You let out a soft moan and spill your load over your fingers, shivering a little in the aftermath.<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>You turn on the TV, and find that the currently playing program seems to be some kind of gardening-style show called 'Growing Stiff'. Except that it seems to be about how to attract beneficial monster girls to your garden. You stare as the host, after explaining about how he wants to attract fairies to his garden to help with pollination, removes his pants and lays down on the ground on his back before pouring a large amount of honey over his (admittedly rather impressive) stiff cock.\n\nYou continue to watch as gradually, tiny naked women with wings of numerous descriptions... some seemingly made of glowing light, others insect-like, still others more like birds making them look like tiny angels... start flying up and landing on his crotch to start licking and sucking the honey off of his prick. The camera must have a good microphone because it picks up the sounds of them moaning softly, cooing in delight, and making general happy noises as they wriggle their small (but often rather voluptuous) bodies against it, smearing the honey over their skin as they do. It's not long before you give in to the temptation to unzip and start stroking yourself as you watch the fairies practically worshiping that honey-glazed pole, tiny tits pressing to it and bodies gently gyrating in the thick, sticky golden goo that shines in the afternoon sunlight. The show doesn't seem in any hurry to stop showing the spectacle, whether there's one fairy or more. In fact eventually there's five of them all at once, at least one of them standing with her delicate little toes balanced on the host's balls, all of them enthusiastically, almost greedily lapping and stroking the honey from the giant-seeming prick, their moans and squeals virtually orgasmic and pushing you over the edge as you spurt out several long ropes of jizz that dribble down over your fingers.<<endif>>\n\nFinishing up, you snag a few tissues from the handy dispensor built into the side of the chair and clean up.<<set $energy -= 1>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy is 0>>Hm... that kind of [[took it out of you...|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>Time to [[get back to it|FGWLeisFarmDay]].<<endif>>

Oh yeah, you've seen that movie browsing Netflix. Don't think you ever watched it though? Still, it had Fred Savage and some dude in silly makeup making an excited face on the thumbnail, it's probably incredibly inoffensive and therefore safe for choosing as a test when there's an adult around. So, just scroll down, highlight that one, hit 'Enter'...\n\nThe floor beneath your feet immediately swings downward like a trap door, and for the barest instant you hang there in shock like a cartoon character before plunging downward. You hit something smooth and downward curved with high walls and start careening back and forth as you plummet down a slide while screaming your lungs out. It's dim enough that you're just barely able to tell that it <i>is</i> a slide of some sort, but everything past that is in darkness, either that or you're just going too fast or in too much shock to make anything out. You twist and turn, spiraling ever downward, and somewhere in all of it something in the dark, you can't even tell what, snatches and catches at you, tearing your clothes more and more, ripping away the Scout uniform until you're tumbling along the metal slide naked.\n\nAfter what seems like forever you drop off the end of the slide onto what feels and vaguely looks like a big pile of mattresses, which tilts with the impact, one of them sliding off and tumbling with you as you fall onto one of the many smaller piles of mattresses around it and roll off, luckily avoiding having the other one fall on top of you. For a moment you just lay there on what feels like a wooden floor in complete shock, your head spinning and stomach roiling, wondering what the heck just happened to you.\n\nAfter a time you start gingerly getting to your feet, embarrassedly covering your crotch with both hands out of reflex. You don't seem to be hurt, at least. You take a glance around, but it's too dark to see much of anything... you're definitely in a large room that mostly seems to be filled with the pile of bare mattresses nearby, but now you can't even see the end of the slide in the darkness above.\n\nThen you can hear something like very faint footsteps. Looking over, you can see that there's a hallway of some sort, though it seems to be set at weird angles, with a number of mismatched doors set into it. But you can see it now because there's a light that's approaching, from the motion probably being carried by someone.\n\n<hr>\n[[Run for it.|QOMarc]]\n\n[[Call out.|QOBase1x1]]

You decide to enjoy the amenities of your home.\n\n<<if $bedroom is "base">>You have a fairly basic bedroom. It has a smallish bed and a nightstand. There's not much to do in it other than [[jerk off|FGWBaseBedroomJerkoffDay]]*. Not too exciting, but you guess it's nice to know you won't get caught.<<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better">>You have a refurbished bedroom. You guess there's a couple of things to do [[in there|FGWBetterBedroomDay]].<<endif>>\n\n<<if $bathroom is "base">>You have a fairly basic bathroom. It has a sink, a toilet, and a shower, all straightforward in function. The most exciting thing to do in there is, well, [[jerk off in the shower|FGWBaseBathroomJerkoffDay]]*. At least here you know you won't slip and crack your head open!<<endif>>\n\n<<if $kitchen is "base">>The house has a very basic kitchen with a simple refrigerator, pantry, and stove. Since it's evening you could <<if not $cecicooks>>[[ask Amooya to make you lunch|FGWBaseKitchenLunch]]*<<else>>[[ask Cecilia to make you lunch|FGWBaseKitchenLunch]]*<<endif>>, not that it will be anything exciting.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $basement is "empty">>The house has a basement, but it's empty save for a small assortment of boxes and piles of discarded stuff. <<if $basementsearchcompleted is false>>You guess you could [[look through those|EmptyBasementSearchDay]] to see if there's anything worthwhile.<<else>>You're pretty sure you've found everything of interest.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $basement is "furnished">>You've had the [[basement|BasementFurnishedDay]] furnished, so there should be some stuff to do down there.<<endif>>\n\nThe barn outside can hold <<if $barn is "base">>two<<endif>> monster girls<<if $barnoccupied is false>>, but it's empty right now. The only thing to use it for is a quiet, private place to do [[solo lewd stuff|FGWBaseBarnLewdsDay]]*.<<else>>. You can go and visit [[the barn's inhabitants|FGWBarnVisitDay]]*.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $pool is "none">>You don't really have any other usable features to the house right now.<<endif>>\n\nYou guess you could also just [[go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]]. Or [[wander around the farm some more|FGWLeisFarmDay]].\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[night amenities|FGWLeisHomeEveningAmenities]].<<endif>>

You've heard those schools referred to disparagingly as "do-nothing daycares where the kids don't learn anything and just lounge around reading all day"... ... so yeah that's absolutely what you're into. You click on that option, and it directs you to another site with a decidedly odd URL. In fact if you saw it normally you'd assume it was <i>definitely</i> a scam... but again maybe it's just a Scandinavian address. The web page seems kind of... odd... too, though you can't put your finger on quite how. It's fairly minimalist, as you're used to a lot of websites being these days since even things like schools seem to prioritize for mobile devices. Anyway, the page does seem to be personalized for you...\n\n<i>Greetings, JAMESON KINSINGTON!! We are very excited to potentially welcome you to the Expansive All-Access Learning Institution dubbed "High School"!\n\nThis program is an enterprise intended to foster greater understanding and cross-cultural pollination among students from diverse backgrounds and regions! Not only greater understanding between the students, but between the teachers, and all the societies involved!\n\n"High School" has already graduated numerous classes, but this will be the first year students from your region will be participating! We are very excited to welcome you! You will be contributing greatly to the fostering of understanding and peace!</i>\n\nYeah there's definitely something odd about the phrasing. What does it even mean "your region"? Deviville? The state? ... It can't mean America, right? Well, you guess it could. Maybe that explains why it feels so odd? Either way, you continue reading along, with it continuing to gush about how it's going to increase diversity and inclusivity and stuff like that, before getting to some of the benefits of the program. Let's see... newly refurbished housing with private bathroom (oh it's a boarding school, no host family, that... well, seems a mixed bag, but okay), all meals included, access to a one-on-one tutor if you need help with your grades, local travel expenses covered, an allowance equivalent to-\n\nYour jaw drops. No way all those zeroes can be right! They must have just left it in their original currency which is like, metric or something and only used the dollar sign by accident! Then you notice a little statement at the end of the list of that and a few other things:\n\n<i>While additional privileges may be earned through performance, all of the above are contractually guaranteed at time of signing.</i>\n\n... So even if they made a mistake you could still hold them to it if you sign the contract? You're generally not the sort to take advantage of someone but... ... yeah okay you're gonna take advantage of this if it's a mistake, and if not you're going to take advantage of it guilt-free. You quickly click on the link to fully sign up for the program, hesitating only briefly at putting in more of your personal information. If this screws up your excuse is that you're too young to know better, that's it.\n\nYou finish and send everything off, and a new page loads, even more exclamation points and excited verbiage welcoming you to the program. It informs you that someone from the local branch of the exchange program will be by soon to help smooth everything over with your parents, and that you'll be departing for the program at the end of the summer, with the goal of arriving at the school with a day or two to settle into your dorm room.\n\nAt the very end it says, <i>We are currently hoping to spread awareness of this program to other students with potential! Do you know of anyone else you would like to suggest this program to?</i> with lines for email addresses. ... Hm. Not like you <i>have</i> many close friends... really there's just the two, Kevin and Maya. It would kind of be nice to have people you know go with you! ... On the other hand, what if they didn't get in and got mad at you or something? ... Or worse, what if they got in and then they ditched you for new friends they made?\n\n<hr>\n[[Put in both Kevin and Maya.|QOGH]]\n\n[[Put in just Kevin.|QOGH]]\n\n[[Put in just Maya.|QOGH]]\n\n[[Don't put in either.|QOGH1x1]]

Well, Hopita did say that, uh, <i>interactions</i> would be a way to earn money. You guess these things probably count too. ... And you are a little curious.\n\nYou head on fully into the clearing, and after a bit of hesitation walk over to one of the plants with bright, shiny red lips. As you approach, it sort of... perks up on its stalk, the bulb "head" on top wobbling about, and making the big green melons at its base actually jiggle a little. The display actually is weirdly arousing somehow, and you find yourself getting hard. Blushing, you go ahead and undo your pants, letting your cock spring free of them and jut in the direction of the plant.\n\nThe plant actually quivers a little as if in excitement, a thin white liquid starting to leak out of its green nipples. The bulb-head leans in and those big glossy red lips pucker, and you'd swear it actually places an audible kiss on the very tip of your prick before it slides forward, slipping the first few inches of your cock in. You let out a moan... the lips have a strange soft-firm texture, indenting some but still feeling smooth and a little slick. The inside of its, well, its mouth is also wet and just a bit sticky feeling, and you can almost immediately feel something like a broad, thick, strong tongue starting to swirl and slurp at you.\n<<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $mgmilk += 2>><<set $puckerplantfucked to true>>\nWithin seconds the plant is sucking your entire cock, bobbing over the full length rapidly, that tongue absolutely lavishing needy attention across your entire length the whole time. You shudder, your eyes rolling just a little. Somehow you didn't expect the plant to be so... enthusiastic! But it is just absolutely going to town on you, quick, eager workings of that bulb-like head on its stalk, the glossy lips puckered tight around you, and that tongue washing over every inch of you. It's not long at all before you're moaning loudly and starting to spray your load into its mouth. It continues to suck, apparently hoping to drain you dry, even as long spurts of a thin milky substance shoot out of the thick green nipples capping its melons.\n\nEventually the lips part and it draws back, leaving your cock glazed in a thin layer of clear... sap, maybe? Still feeling rather dazed, you tuck yourself away, then notice that sitting on the ground in front of the plant are a pair of bottles, each about the size and shape of a soda can (albeit with thin, short necks on top) filled with white liquid. When you pick them up, your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows that you now have <<print $mgmilk>> monster girl milk.\n\nWell, that's... really something. Shaking your head and briefly eyeing the plant... as well as the wide array of other plants scattered around... you decide to head back to the adventure area starting point.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go back.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

Half before you know what you're doing, you're raising a hand and bringing it down nice and hard against Tanya's ass. She yelps and jerks forward reflexively, but her pussy also does absolutely amazing things around your cock. Absolutely amazed and delighted by her reaction, you start raining spanks down on her ass in between your thrusts, listening to Tanya the Terror make delightfully cute sounds like "Gyeek!" and "Hnya!" while her pussy does aerobics around your dick. Her ass gradually turns pink, and she starts actually jerking herself back both towards your spanks and your thrusts. That proves to be too much for you, and finally you thrust forward, moaning loudly as you spill inside her, squeezing her thoroughly-spanked ass hard as Tanya makes a low gurgling noise.\n\n"Hha... hha... y-you've got a lot of nerve, scrub," Tanya says breathlessly as you start moving again behind her. "P-pushing me around and spanking me... I have a good mind to GYEEEEEEEEEK!" Her eyes go wide and her back arches, tits giving a heavy bounce as you thrust your cum-lubed cock into her ass and start pounding into her even harder than before, even as you lean forward and start just absolutely mauling her tits with your hands, kneading them with abandon. Her eyes roll up and her teeth clench, her words turning slurred as she whimpers out, "N-no, don't, f-fuck, not fair, holy shit, fuck, fuck!" Despite her protests you can feel her pussy practically soaking your balls every time they slap against it, and her body keeps working in against you as if eager for more.\n\nBy the time you're done, Tanya is slumped forward, barely keeping herself from collapsing, shuddering hard with every breath, cum dribbling out of her ass and down over her sodden cunt, thighs liberally coated with arousal and the denim around her knees soaked as well. She looks over her shoulder at you, face flushed, but doesn't say anything as she climbs to her wobbly legs and yanks up the cutoffs, not bothering to button them as she shoves your own jeans towards you. You mutely pull them back on and hurry out, not looking back lest you turn into a pillar of salt or something. Finding Kevin, you make some quick, dazed excuse for what took so long before explaining you have to go, and heading back home.\n\nThat night you're still sort of in a daze as you lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. You... you made Tanya, AKA Tanya the Terror, AKA Tanya the Evil, AKA the Pretty Capone of Deviville, lick your ass. And called her a bitch. And spanked her. And fucked her in the ass.\n\n... And you're pretty sure she loved all of it.\n\nLike, you're trying to see any way you could have imagined it, but the very fact that she <i>hasn't</i> already had you shot execution style or something would kind of seem to indicate that, right? So did Tanya actually... enjoy all that? She certainly seemed to just be enjoying pushing you around until you started doing that stuff. Assuming she did like it... what conclusion can you draw from this?\n\n<hr>\n[[Tanya likes being dominated.|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[[Tanya likes being abused.|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[[Clearly you are just a complete sexual god.|QOKevPorn]]

That actually seems to shock Tanya out of her smugness for a moment. "... the fuck'd you say?"\n\nWhatever insane impulse caused those words to come out of your mouth, you swallow and then find yourself still saying them. "I said, lick my ass. You're the one trying to keep me quiet, so if that's the deal, do what I say. Lick my asshole."\n\nTanya opens and closes her mouth a few times, and the flabbergasted expression is almost worth the swift and painful death you feel must be incoming. Then she grumbles "Fine", grabbing the waistband of your jeans and underwear and hauling on them, yanking a few times to get them off as you half-reflexively lift yourself to help. When you settle back down she tugs you closer to the edge of the chair and nudges your legs to drape over her shoulders as she leans in, forced to nuzzle up under your balls so she can reach. You shiver at the feel of her tongue sliding over your asshole, and then starting to swirl and lick at it. After a moment you bring a hand around to wrap around your cock, stroking it more slowly, just a bit of extra stimulation as Tanya tongues your pucker.\n\nIf it was hot before, having those glittery, smug green eyes looking up at you as she sucked your cock, well, it's a whole other level to have them looking up at you with a mingling of anger, humiliation, and... something else you're not quite sure of. Tanya's absolutely terrified you ever since you met her, and from everything you've ever heard about her with good reason, and you still can't escape the feeling that after this you're completely doomed. But right here and now that terror is on her knees with her tongue up your butt, and you can't help but feel like she's getting more... enthusiastic about it as she goes on, her tongue moving quicker and pressing deeper in, and you could swear a few times you catch one of her hands sliding towards her crotch before she stops.\n\n"Mmmf... h-hey, get... get on all fours," you finally tell her, panting softly. And whatever misfiring circuit in your brain has already decided you're ready to die makes you add, "I'm gonna fuck you doggy style 'cause you're such a bitch."\n\nThere's a flash of fury and that something else in her eyes, but despite glowering at you she draws back and turns around, crawling a bit away from you while her bare breasts sway under her, her denim-hugged ass wagging in the air, then lifting a bit more as she stops and plants her legs. Swallowing hard again, you get up and move forward, forcing your hands not to tremble as you reach down to undo the tiny denim cutoffs... and then yank them down hard and fast, feeling rather gratified by the shaky gasp Tanya gives when you do. ... Wow, she actually is wet, her bare-shaven pussy is glistening and there's even smears of dampness all over the inside of the cutoffs. Almost mesmerized, you run your hands over her perfect ass, squeezing and kneading it, growing more and more pleased as she starts to squirm a bit and make low noises in her throat at your motions and droplets of arousal oozing down her inner thighs.\n\n"H-hey, scrub, are you even gonna put it innnh?!" Tanya gasps out as you do just that right in the midst of her attempt to snap at you, sliding your cock into her pussy and immediately starting to thrust away with abandon. She's clearly trying to muffle herself now as you fuck her, your hips impacting against that jiggly ass and making her tits wobble underneath her. You grab her waist, squeezing it as you pump into her, and soon even she can't stop herself from letting out breathy little moans with almost every thrust. Wow, you actually got to her, didn't you?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Haha, Tanya's your sex toy! Cum in her whenever you want!|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[[... spank her...|QOKevPorn8x3]]

"Y-you'd really-" You start, only to blush brightly and clam up. But that was apparently enough for Tanya, her smirk ramping up a little bit.\n\n"You've got some guts on you, so I guess I don't mind too much," she says smugly, reaching down to grab the hem of her shirt and peel it up and off, her full breasts dropping free the moment the snug fabric pulls away from them. You sit staring in awe as they jiggle and sway in front of you, mere inches away practically. Tanya finishes pulling her shirt off and tosses it away, but instead of giving you time to enjoy the view immediately goes to her knees in front of the chair, hands grabbing for the front of your pants so quickly that you jump a little and almost reflexively try to stop her, before shock and disbelief take over and have you just sitting there still as she unbuttons and unzips your jeans, yanking your underwear down in front to let your hardon spring free. \n\n"Awwww, isn't it cute?" she coos in a mocking voice, making you blush in embarrassment, then moan loudly as she drags her tongue up the underside of your stiff shaft. "Not much compared to the big, fat cocks I'm usually taking, but I guess I can't expect too much," she continues, interspersing her verbal teasing with little licks and flicks of her lips against your prick. You shudder all over as she does another long lick from the base of your balls and all the way up to the tip, staring down at her and seeing her bare tits sway lightly as she moves to lick at you.\n\nThen Tanya slides her tongue along the underside of your cockhead as she slips the tip into her mouth. Those amazing green eyes are looking up at you, even though you can see the smug glitter in them the whole time... especially as she slides all the way down on you without apparent effort. Still you've got a girl's mouth wrapped around your cock for the first time, all the way in, and you whimper as her slightly stuck-out tongue tickles at the base of your balls a little before she draws up. Lifting her head off of your cock, she wraps her hand around it instead and starts slowly stroking up and down. "Aw, gonna pop so soon, little man? You about to cum, huh? Whatcha want, huuuh?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Please let me cum!"|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[["P-please use your t-tits!"|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[["... lick my ass..."|QOKevPorn8x2]]

Sure, nothing wrong with spending some family time! Besides, this way maybe you can head off some of your mom's "soon you'll be off to college and we'll be all alone" stuff (or, alternatively, remove yourself from it for awhile).\n\nLet's see. Well, you could [[spend some time with your mother|QGFam1x1]] specifically. Your dad's got a business trip coming up that sadly coincides with your birthday, but if you tell your mother that you want to spend that day having fun with her, it'd probably make her year.\n\nAlternatively, [[your dad|QGDadStart]] also mentioned taking you with him on the business trip and, once he'd finished up his meetings, maybe going camping or something in the area. You wouldn't necessarily call yourself a 'Daddy's Girl', precisely, but then you also wouldn't say that you're <i>not</i>, so it might make his year too if you chose him.\n\nAlso there's [[your older brother|QGBro1x1]] who's away at college right now. He's apparently not going anywhere over the break, you could go hang out with him for a not-technically-adult-free but parent-free weekend which could be kind of neat (if a little scary).\n\nWait, or... did you have an [[older sister|QGSis1x1]]? That's weird... that seems like something you really ought to remember right off the bat. But something's sort of hazy and fuzzy, like it could be either or...

"So this 'Adapt and Overcome' thing... it's really worth it?" you ask a bit dubiously.\n\n"Oh yeah, it's absolutely the most popular on the MGAA store. Generally using it will net you at least double the usual amount of items that you'd normally get from the other methods. Plus a lot of farmers and trainers just enjoy the changes it makes."\n\n"Um... changes?" you ask, blinking.\n\nHopita smirks. "Yeah, like I said, it'll change you to be more like the monster girl's ideal mate. So if a monster girl was, say... into guys who fucked super fast, came super often, and just kept fucking right through their orgasms...?" she says in a thoughtful tone, pink eyes wandering up and down you.\n\nYou can feel your ears heat, and you have the feeling that was not exactly an entirely random example. ... Still, despite the expense, it sounds like it would be a good return. ... In multiple ways. Screwing up your courage, you hit the button reading '900 FD' and almost immediately hear your MonComm beep. <<set $mgaabought to true>><<set $adaptbought to true>><<set $fd -= 900>> You check it to see the app is there, and that you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n"Have fu~n," Hopita chirps as you're checking your MonComm, making you blush again.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have bought "Adapt and Overcome"!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Why interrupt a good thing? You're pretty sure you've only begun to scratch the surface of the fun you could have as being even a fairly typical teenage girl, why go leaping right into grander experiences? There's certainly no indication that this is going to wear off, so you've got plenty of time to explore.\n\nYou head out the door... or well, through the door... and walk to Maya's. You guess you could fly, but walking faster than your physical body would normally allow works well enough, so why mess with it? You do fly up a little bit once you arrive, peering into Maya's window, seeing that she's apparently just gotten out of bed and is wearing a black tanktop and boyshorts. Grinning, you focus on her, gasping a little at suddenly finding yourself in her body. Unable to wait more than a second, you slide a hand down the front of those boyshorts and start stroking fingers over your borrowed pussy, your other hand going to one of Maya's breasts as you moan softly.\n\nAs you do your preliminary fondling, you also rummage around a bit in her memories. She definitely has no memory of anything odd happened yesterday, apparently never having really noticed the missing time or figured out why she felt tired (and a bit sore), chalking it up to sitting in an odd position and a lack of caffeine. You start to push the boyshorts down when you hear a noise from downstairs... dang, that's right, you saw her dad's car in the driveway when you arrived. Sighing, you slip your hand out of Maya's shorts and lick at your slicked-up fingers, starting to resign yourself to waiting until he's left.\n\nSuddenly, some particularly perverted part of your mind speaks up, suggesting an idea that maybe you shouldn't let him leave. Having a cock in you yesterday felt <i>so</i> good, and as much as it might pain you to admit, Maya's dad is probably even better hung than your own body. You could always try seducing him, and really get fucked by an active participant with a nice, hard, thick prick and hands to grab your tits and-\n\nYou give Maya's head a quick shake. You can't do that! Making Maya fuck her own dad? Even if she didn't remember it, he almost certainly would, think of what that could do to their family! \n\nThink of what that cock could do to your pussy, the voice of lust whispers back.\n\n<hr>\n[[Wait for Maya's dad to leave.|QOBook6x8]]\n\n[[Seduce Maya's dad.|QOBook]]

"Nah, I didn't feel anything," you assert, shrugging.\n\n"Eh, probably just my imagination, then," Maya agrees, closing the book.\n\nYou nod, then shrug and unbutton your jeans, pulling open the zipper enough to slide them and your underwear down. "Anyway, this is boring, let's fool around instead."\n\n"Yeah, sure," Maya says with a shrug of her own, similarly getting up and starting to undo her cutoffs, shaking her hips as she wiggles out of them. "You wanna sixty-nine for awhile?"\n\n"Yup, sounds good." You drop onto the bed, your half-hard cock flopping against your belly as Maya finishes stepping out of the shorts, not bothering to remove her shirt as she steps over and swings to straddle your face. You raise your hands and grip her ass, kneading it appreciatively as you unhesitatingly raise your head up and start stroking your tongue over her folds, suckling a bit at one plump outer pussylip. You can feel Maya wrapping a hand around your shaft and sliding her mouth over the rest of it, rolling her tongue around in circles as she sucks to get it to full hardness. Once your cock is thoroughly stiff, she ducks her head and begins dragging her tongue along the sides of it, one of her hands fondling your balls as she alternates the licks with sucking kisses along the shaft and tip.\n\nSlipping your arms to the other sides of her thighs, you use your thumbs to spread Maya's outer lips, revealing her inner pink so you can start applying your tongue to it more directly. She gives low 'mmfs' and soft moans against your cock as you do, wiggling her hips a bit before shifting them, urging you a bit more towards her clit. Agreeably enough you start working your tongue over that instead, sliding a finger inside her and stroking it a few times, getting it nice and wet with her juices before raising it up to start teasing and nudging at her pucker with it, starting to work the damp digit a bit inside. Similarly after a brief pause in her oral attentions to your cock, you can feel Maya starting to tease at your own asshole with a finger, and accomodatingly raise your legs a bit and shift your hips to make it easier for her.\n\nSoon each of you is lightly finger-fucking the other's asses as your mouths continue to work, your tongue teasing Maya's clit and pressing into her pussy, while Maya bobs her head over your cock, stroking the lower half of it in short motions with her hand while she works her mouth over the rest. Neither of you so much as pauses at the sound of the front door opening and closing from downstairs, nor a few moments later as the door of Maya's room creaks a bit as it opens.\n\n"Hey kids," Maya's mother calls cheerfully.\n\nMaya slips your cock out of her mouth and glances over. "Hey, Mom."\n\nYou turn your head, peering a bit past Maya's thigh. "Hi, ma'am."\n\n"I'm going to be doing some paperwork in the office if either of you need anything," Maya's mother adds breezily before turning and heading back downstairs, not having once blinked at the fact that the two of you were in the midst of oral sex even while she was talking to you.\n\nIn fact you've returned to sucking and licking on Maya's pussy even before her mother has finished talking, and Maya only waits for a bare moment of politeness before she's left to slide your cock back into her mouth, this time flattening her hand against your crotch so she can push further down. You groan softly against her cunt as you feel the tightness of her throat sheathing around your prick. You start focusing on her clit, really flicking your tongue quickly while speeding up the strokes of your finger into her ass. Maya's soon bucking gently on top of you, giving low, casual moans around your prick as she climaxes. Once she's settled a little you lower your head. "Hey, let me cum on your tits, okay?"\n\n"Mmf. Sure," Maya answers as she raises her mouth up off of you. Unstraddling your head, she settles onto her knees on the floor instead, pulling off her shirt as you stand, her full, perky C-cups dropping free and jiggling as she moves. She tucks her hands under them and lifts them, arching her back as you jerk yourself off, not needing much before you're moaning softly and spurting long, thick streamers of cum all over the pale mounds and the puffy pink nipples capping them, pools of heavy white spreading across her skin. "Hey, you were pretty backed-up, how long has it been since you fucked?" she asks curiously, sliding her hands up and starting to stroke them in idle circles, kneading her tits gently as she works your cum into her skin.\n\n"I dunno... doesn't seem like it should be all that long, but I can't recall," you answer with a light shrug, rubbing the back of your head with one hand, the other still lightly squeezing and milking your shaft to urge a few last drops out. "Anyway, wanna fuck now?"\n\n"Sorry, it's not a safe day for me, and I suddenly realized for some reason I don't have any condoms." Maya shrugs. "Regular fucking is out, I guess."\n\n<hr>\n[["Ah well, I'll go home."|QOBook]]\n\n[["Let me fuck your ass then."|QOBook]]\n\n[["Hm, role reversal?"|QOBook]]\n\n[["Guess I'll fuck your mom."|QOBook]]

It's still difficult to focus... it feels like every attempt to move your body provokes a 'in a minute' response. Maybe you need a few more seconds to recover, maybe if you can just catch your breath, you can fight back and get out of here, or at least-\n\nBefore you can even complete that thought, you hear a clicking on the floor and the jingling of metal, and suddenly there's another body on the bed with you and then pressing in over you, warm and soft-furred and panting above you as it presses down on your back, forelimbs settled right over your shoulders as if deliberately keeping you from going anywhere.\n\n"Oooo, looks like Blizzard's really excited too," Marcus declares cheerfully as he walks back in, smirking at the dog wiggling its hips along with its frantic tail-wagging, which rubs and pokes its glistening red cock against your buttocks. "I bet he's been thinking of fucking you ever since you walked past the house, haven't you buddy?" he coos lovingly, reaching out to ruffle the dog's ears.\n\n"N-no, wait, you can't possibly-!" you blurt in protest even as Marcus reaches underneath Blizzard, guiding that slick red spear into place. Your plea cuts off with a "HNNNNH!" as the dog thrusts forward the very instant its pointed tip finds your already fucked and slightly gaped pucker, clearly far from its first time taking sloppy seconds from its master. That pointed tip thrusts deep inside you, the bulge along the center of the shaft spreading you open even wider than Marcus's thick prick did before the narrowing at the back forces your ass to almost 'gulp' it in and swallow it up, right until the knot at the base slaps against your pucker. There's no slow, steady buildup from Blizzard, the dog just starts beastfucking you instantly, panting happily and even giving excited little barks as it rapes you.\n\n"Mmm, very niiiice," Marcus coos, holding up his cell phone with one hand as his other strokes his cock, slowly circling the bed as he watches his pet violate you.\n\n"Nnh-nnh-nnh-nnh-nnh!" The strangled little noises escape from between your clenched teeth as your still half-hard cock bounces and sways beneath you, though it's gradually hardening up again. Despite your shame and humiliation at being raped by a dog, either some lingering effect of the aphrodisiac or the fact that your hole's simply been quick-conditioned for fucking won't let you not enjoy that big bestial fuckstick slamming away in your tight straight ass. Soon, despite all your resistance, your dick is as hard as it ever was, bouncing beneath you as Blizzard's big furry balls swing forward to slap against your smooth ones. Gradually your eyes roll up and your jaw loosens, your tongue lolling out some again.\n\n'No, no, no, no,' you think faintly in the back of your mind, the rest of it filled with a haze of unwilling pleasure as you can feel Blizzard's knot pushing you just a little more open every time it slaps against your pucker, his canine cock squelching and spurting in his master's cum inside your newly pliant boypussy. 'I don't want to cum from being fucked by a dog, I don't want to cum from being raped by a dog, please don't make me cum, please don't make me cum please don't make me cum please don't make me cum,' you silently chant as the dog's dick slams into you ever more eagerly, that panting and huffing above you getting steadily more excited.\n\nAnd then that knot is pushing you open further and further and sliding inside, and popping into you and swelling up and you're being flooded with animal jizz and you're cumming from being raped by a dog. You whimper in utter dejection and pleasure as your cock twitches and spurts again, firing more long streams of cum onto the bed as Blizzard keeps pouring hot canine cum deep into your ass.\n\nYou've barely started to come down from the mingled humiliation and climax when you give a yelp from Blizzard shifting atop you and then swinging off your back. His big knot and still twitching, cumming dick shift and pull inside you, but remain hilted even as he turns around, his furry ass pressing against your smooth pert one, really and thoroughly declaring you his bitch.\n\nWhen Marcus climbs up onto the bed with you and brings his cock to your lips again, you're simply too dejected and defeated to resist. You part your lips and accept his prick into your mouth again, suckling it far less eagerly than before, but suckling it nonetheless, making soft 'mmf' and 'hmn' noises as you continue to feel Blizzard's knot shift inside you with the pulses of his prick or his tail wagging. You roll your eyes up, finding yourself looking right at the lens of the cell phone camera, for the moment unable to even muster any outrage or shame even as you take a cock up to the hilt down your throat again.\n\nEventually, about the time Blizzard's knot has deflated enough that he can slip out, a torrent of cum pouring down your taint and over your balls this time, Marcus pulls out of your mouth, giving low grunts and relieved-sounding moans as he takes over stroking himself. You squeeze one eye closed as a long rope of his cum splashes across your face, more of it flying out and hitting your cheeks and lips and even getting in your hair.\n\n"Hhhha... mmm, yeah, that is such a good look for you, cutie," he murmurs, smirking as he strokes himself, taking a few more seconds of video before tapping the screen with his thumb. "Now. I've got lots and lots of good video of you getting fucked by Blizzard. A little bit of editing, and I promise no one will be able to tell you didn't get on all fours for him completely willingly, and everyone in your school will see it. Unless, of course, you're a good little boy and do everything I say from now on. So...?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Fuck you!"|QOMarc]]\n\n[["... I'll be good, sir..."|QOMarc]]

Sigh. If you can't measure up to being expected to do little more than showing up, you're not sure you could live with yourself. Still, you feel like your steps are heavy as you make your way to the library, and head for the room that's been commandeered by Sima's vision.\n\n"Yay!" Sima chirps as you walk in, doing another of her little finger-claps. "You're here! I'm excite, aren't you excite?"\n\n"I'm... excited, sure," you answer half-truthfully as you sit down at one end of the table, idly wondering what class she has last period that she got here so fast. One by one the rest of the people you saw yesterday trickle in, minus one or two. You try to keep your nervous squirming low-key so that they don't know that all you have is the very vaguest outline, not even a system. Sima said she'd help but you have no idea how.\n\nOnce it becomes obvious that those who haven't turned up again probably aren't going to, Sima claps her hands more typically to get everyone's attention. "Okay, guys, so Jamie's gonna be running a plot for us. Rather than focus on a system, we're going to do something I call 'intuitive roleplay'."\n\n"Intuitive roleplay?" Dean echoes, looking at her curiously, as is most everyone (including you).\n\n"Right! Instead of a laid-out system and strict character sheets, instead you just play, take actions, and make rolls as seems 'right'," she explains, sliding her hands apart on the table. "Instead of being distracted by numbers and math, you focus on visualizing your character, reacting as appropriate to the story."\n\nOne of the other players snorts derisively. "That sounds more like just playing pretend."\n\nSima's mouth quirks up on one side, threatening to turn it into a smirk. "All tabletop roleplaying is playing pretend, just with rules. Now, everyone here should have played enough tabletop games to know how they work, what actions are appropriate, and how they should behave. We're not eight-year-olds, we should be able to control ourselves and engage each other with at least a little maturity! So. I want everyone to relax. Close your eyes. You too, Jamie."\n\nYou blink a few times, but nod. Sima said to trust her, so you guess you will. Closing your eyes, you shift around in your chair a little, getting settled.\n\n"Alright. Now, Jamie's going to give us our intro, and introduce us to the scenario. From there we'll just do what comes naturally."\n\nEveryone falls silent, waiting. Okay. Okay, you can do this. Just... start talking and lead the scenario, and let yourself do what seems most fun and fitting.\n\n<hr>\n[[You're all meeting in a tavern.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[You're on the bridge of your starship.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[The saloon you're in is smoky and dusty.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[It's grim, it's dark, and there is only war.|QOSchool]]

"Oooo, picked your own name right off the bat, huh? Lucky you!" Sima enthuses, giving a little clap with just her fingers.\n\n"Yeah, lucky me," you say with a sigh, tossing the slip back onto the table. \n\n"Okay, everyone! We're gonna go with a fast and loose character creation on the day, once Jamie's revealed his concept, so don't get too attached to any one idea!" Sima calls to the rest. "For now let's pack up and head out, we'll meet again day after tomorrow right after school!"\n\nThe others put their stuff away and file out, several casting dubious (or pitying, it's slightly hard to tell the difference in a few cases) glances at you. You linger a bit after, watching Sima as she hums happily and packs away the various books she'd apparently brought. You rally what spine you have and say, "Sima, I'm really not sure I can do this."\n\n"Jamie, you don't think most everyone here feels the same way?" Sima's still grinning as she turns back to you, resting her hands on her slender hips again. "Look, I know how this can go, if we only leave it up to the people who are super enthusiastic about running they'll wind up either trampling all over everyone else or burning out. That's why I made the rule about everyone having to take turns!"\n\n"I mean. I guess I get that. Just... I don't even have any ideas of what I'd do," you admit with a sigh.\n\n"Listen, don't get too hung up on systems, characters, and ideas," Sima suggests after a moment, winking at you. "In fact, feel free to just wing it completely."\n\n"That doesn't sound like the best idea..."\n\n"Trust me! Just show up on the day of with a general idea and plot. I'll help out with everything else, and it'll all go nice and smooth." She pauses, then adds while not quite frowning but looking as close to serious as she gets, holding up one finger. "Just remember, if you don't show, it'll embarrass me, and it'll embarrass the others too. All you have to do is show up, Jamie, if you do that it'll work out, so don't flake on us, okay?"\n\nYou look at her dubiously, but with no better ideas you decide to just go with it. You spend the next day alternately trying to think and succeeding at fretting. The afternoon of the day the club is due to meet again approaches, and for the first time in your life you find yourself wishing class would last a bit longer. But the final bell eventually rings, and you exit the classroom, hefting your bag up on your shoulder a bit. You glance down the hall towards the library, then find your gaze slowly tracking back to the opposite direction, which is one of the exits.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to D&D club.|QOSchool4x3]]\n\n[[Ditch.|QOSchool]]

"Oh, um, maybe I will check it out, sure," you answer.\n\n"Cool, have fun!" she chirps, before turning off and heading in the opposite direction of where she pointed.\n\n... Well. You were kinda-sorta hoping that she was asking because she was in the club too, but oh well. You gather up your things and head where she indicated, quickly finding a room labeled '1' with a sign scolding whoever goes in or sits nearby to be very quiet and so on. A piece of paper with a dragon logo drawn on it in permanent marker has also been taped up... you guess since it's unofficial they don't want to put up 'D&D Club' to make it too obvious. You knock, then open the door to peek in. "Ah, hello? Sorry if it's a bother, but I heard... oh, hi Dean."\n\n"Oh, uh, hey Jamie," the other boy responds a bit sheepishly, as if embarrassed to be recognized. He's got short platinum blonde hair and grey eyes, making him look vaguely like he's so efficient at fading into the background that he's actually lost colorization. The all black and white clothes probably help with that. \n\nYou've met Dean a few times before... in fact you've even played D&D with him before. The two of you would probably actually be friends if you weren't both so awkward and hesitant to make any sort of first move... the friendship's just never really materialized more because neither of you can be forthright enough about suggesting you be friends than anything else.\n\nThere's another couple of guys at the table... about what you'd expect of a D&D group, really, more nerdy-looking boys of various descriptions, none of them whose names you immediately know. So after a round of subdued greetings where you sort of exchange names and you're fairly certain everyone has forgotten to actually listen to each other's names, you turn back to Dean. "So you put together this club?"\n\n<img src="images/Dean.jpg">\n\n"Ah, no," he answers, once more looking sheepish as he brushes a fingertip along he cheek near his mouth. "I mean, it was kinda-sorta my idea, and I maybe mentioned wanting to do it to some people I know, but uh... it was one of my players who really sort of took over and made it happen."\n\n"That'd be MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"\n\n"GAH!" You jump and whirl around, scrambling backwards and winding up leaning back against the table, heart hammering in your chest as you stare at the reason you wound up making excuses why you couldn't keep going to Dean's D&D sessions.\n\nSima grins impishly at you, pale brown eyes sparkling. You're not entirely sure where she... or maybe her parents or whatever... is from, she has a faint trace of some accent you've never been able to place and figured it would be rude to ask. She has brown skin and straight black hair cut short except for two shoulder-length falls on either side of her face. She's fairly petite, short and slender, wearing a baggy purple shirt that nevertheless leaves her bellybutton showing whenever she raises her arms even slightly (against dress code!!!), and very tight black jeans. She's also got thick-rimmed, slightly large glasses, but those are about the only thing about her that say 'nerd'. "Hihi~ Jamie!"\n\n"... Hi Sima," you murmur, glancing down rather than risking glaring at her.\n\nIt's not like Sima's a <i>bad</i> person... really. Or even mean or a bully or anything like that. She just has personality oozing out of every pore and practically always seems set to Eleven on her energy dial. You totally and absolutely would believe that the moment she heard Dean even vaguely muse about the slight possibility of a D&D club that she would have launched herself at making it happen and trampled right over him in the process without seeing any problem whatsoever with it. \n\n"Welcome to Deviville High D&D Club! Though I think we're mostly going to be playing Pathfinder, maybe some other stuff if we decide," she continues, resting her hands on her hips. "But it's a catchier name, y'know? Glad to have you aboard, take a seat!"\n\nThere is a part of you that wants to point out you haven't actually said that you're going to join let alone that you already have. That part, as usual, doesn't get to speak up because that would involve arguing so here you are sitting down in one of the chairs. Dean tosses you a quick look of mutual shyguy understanding as he sits down nearby, all of you looking at Sima as she pulls back the chair at the head of the table and moves to address it like a CEO at a board meeting.\n\n"Alright, gang, here's the deal. The first and most important rule of D&D Club is that we all take turns running a game." Her grin just grows as there are a few soft groans at that (one of them might be from you). "And that's exactly <i>why</i> it's a rule! Everyone wants to be a player, which means a scant few get shoehorned into running whether they want to or not! It's important for your growth as a gamer and a person to experience both sides! So you don't have to be great about it, but you do have to do your best for at least four sessions when it's your turn to run. After that if you wanna keep running we'll take a vote on it. We'll be meeting here after school most days, and have game when pretty much everyone shows up, so it should go pretty fast. Since it's daily you'll only need at most three hours of material anyway, and prewritten campaigns are fine. So!" She claps her hands. "All that said, let's see who's gonna go first! We'll give whoever it is one day to prepare, and then they should be ready to go day after tomorrow. Everyone write your names on these," she says, handing you a stack of paper slips. "And then put them in this," she continues, tossing an empty dice bag into the center of the table.\n\nApparently this group is made up pretty much entirely of 'go along to get along' nerds (which you guess is still better than having a 'NOW HOLD ON!' guy who would try to take control, Sima's at least just energetic not demanding), since everyone dutifully writes their names on the slips of paper and tucks them into the dice bag... even you. Once everyone has, Sima plucks the bag up, tosses her own slip in, then yanks the strings closed before whirling it around over her head like a sling stone because of course she does. Then she slaps it back down on the table and pulls it open again. "Okay! Jamie, you reach in and pick one."\n\n"Why m-"\n\n"Because! Just do it, alright?"\n\nSo of course you do it, reaching in and plucking up the first slip of paper you find, bringing it up to read the name on it.\n\n<hr>\n[["Dean."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["Sima."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["Prescot?"|QOSchool]]\n\n[["... Jamie."|QOSchool4x2]]

Dare you try to embody the epitome of masculinity and virility is the muscular, big-dicked furry equine?\n\n...................... Yup.\n\nYou spend much of the rest of the night before falling asleep formulating the story and planning out what you'll need. You realize some of it will be a bit difficult, but you have a good long while before vacation is up. Besides, it would probably help to give Maya some time to forget about the whole spell thing, juuuust in case. But yeah, it takes you about a week to set everything up.\n\nThe day of your plan comes, and you head off to Maya's, taking several precautions to make sure you don't get recognized on the way there. Again one of those nice things about knowing her and her family so long is that you have no problems sneaking into the back yard, after using your shapeshifting to take a peek in her bedroom and make sure she's 1) there and 2) not likely to get up and look out any time soon. Since that required you to get undressed anyway, you don't have any problems with getting in position and then changing to your horseman guise.\n\nYou can feel yourself getting big, bigger in every way than your normal self, your shoulders growing broad and strong, muscles bulging in your arms, chest, and legs as you tower to over seven feet tall. Of course those aren't the only changes... you can feel your face pushing out into a more equinoid (but still fairly human-ish) shape, your ears lengthening and your hair growing into a thick, lustrous black mane as velvety brown fur spreads across your body. Your feet become thick, strong hooves, though you made sure to go with fully human hands, and the typical bushy tail. And, of course, your balls grow much, much larger, your shaft thickening and stretching out, the head flattening somewhat on the end and flaring out, dangling down from the opening of a vestigial-style sheath. (You may have spent some... hours... doing research into how you wanted to look.)\n\nThe change finishes as rapidly as ever, and just as rapidly you hurry to pull on your costume... you bought a jock strap (enduring the sort of smug-pitying look of the store employee since you were buying the biggest one they had) and spray-painted it silver... which does make it somewhat stiff and would not be comfortable for long-term wear, but then you don't plan to wear it long. You also added a silver cloth flap to the back and studded little LEDs around the waistband, which, together with the sort of harness you put together wound with glowing LED cables, should look sufficiently sci-fi-ish (especially with Maya distracted by the big mostly-naked horseman who's wearing it). Oof... even buying the biggest jock they had, it still hugs your muscular hips and across your incredibly toned ass a bit tight, and your cock and balls bulge the front out enough that a bit of black skin shows in the gaps. \n\n... Yeah this form is fuckin' awesome.\n\nNow ready, you hit the button on a little remote before hiding it in your hand and thumping your fists on your hips. The little mini-strobelight you bought starts flashing on you in a variety of different colors, and the wireless speaker starts making a very 'sci-fi thing fading in' noise that you cobbled together by mashing up a bunch of other sound effects for stuff of that kind. You try not to look directly at her when Maya's face appears in one of the windows and her jaw drops, but once it's disappeared you hit the button to turn off the effects and toss the remote, resuming your sort of 'hero pose'.\n\nSoon the back door opens and Maya peeks out, then slowly steps out into the back yard, looking stunned and still a little slack-jawed. She's wearing much the same thing she was the last time you were over, little black denim cutoffs and a tanktop, and clearly hasn't thought to put on anything else other than a pair of sneakers. "Um..." She swallows, looking you up and down... and, you can't help but notice in quite the ego-stroke for you, almost being unable to tear her eyes off the bulging outline of your cock and balls through the silvery jock. "... Hi?" she offers.\n\n"Greetings, chosen one," you boom in a deep, rich voice. Your voice already changed the first time you tried this form, but you found with some experimentation you could make it even deeper and pretty much go full Michael Dorne. "I have journeyed many light-years to find you."\n\n"Ch-... 'chosen one'?" Maya echoes, but despite any other reservations she might have you can see her eyes starting to light up. "Wait, wait, seriously... me?"\n\n"Yes. Trillions of lives across the Omni-Star Alliance hang in the balance," you assure her solemnly, doing your best to not either crack up laughing or back out completely in cringe shame. "If you and I do not do what is necessary to save them from the Destruction Cult."\n\n"I... uh..." Maya takes a quick look around as if to check for cameras (you resisted the urge) or special effects (you hid the spotlight and speaker pretty well), but apparently is sufficiently fixated on the very big, very real, pretty naked horseman in front of her to question things too much, which is pretty much as you hoped. "O-okay, I mean... wow. What do I need to do?"\n\n"Thousands of planets the galaxy over have been scanned for those with the optimum genetics for creating the being whose strength and powers could stand against the Destruction Cult's leader, Lord Hellmaker. It has been determined that the only two beings capable in the galaxy of coming together to create that savior are you, and I," you declare, trying not to get too excited at this whole plan building to its point, since you're already starting to get a bit hard and stretch the jockstrap further.\n\n"... uhhhhh..." Maya swallows hard, lifting a hand to point at yourself. "Wait, are you saying that the way that I can save the galaxy is...?"\n\n"Yes, I must impregnate you with the one who will save us all."\n\n"I... I uh..." She opens and closes her mouth a few times, then clears it. "I, uh, I think maaaybe I might have to decliiiine? I mean, we just met, and I'm only like, sixteen, and, uh, yeah."\n\n<hr>\n[["But think of all the lives you would save!"|QOBook]]\n\n[["It is not a request."|QOBook]]

So, not quite. Once Katrina drops you off at home and practically peels out of the driveway, she sets her revenge plan in motion. You're never exactly sure of the full details of it... no one will straight-out tell you what happened... but eventually it comes out that you were the one who told her, and that you were (supposedly) involved in her scheme for revenge against your brother. Of course, you try to explain things to your parents, and they believe you... sort of. They're not quite willing to absolve Will and condemn you... but they don't seem quite willing to absolve you and condemn him, either.\n\nInstead, everything just becomes strained. There's a palpable tension around the house pretty much every day. It's not exactly made any better by Will never being around anymore... if anything it's worse, as your parents obviously blame you for him 'abandoning' the family, even if they won't come right out and say that they do. After high school, you apply exclusively for colleges that are a long distance away, and the sense of relief in the house when you get into one that's practically on the other side of the country is both refreshing and heartbreaking.\n\nYou never hear about Katrina again. Your family becomes virtual strangers you basically only see every other Christmas... but you resign yourself to that. You suppose it's not that odd after all. You build a life for yourself, and mostly manage to move beyond the events of that year as you build your own career and family far, far from Deviville.\n\nBut every so often, when you can't sleep, you get up and pour yourself a glass of whiskey, and sit and think about that one weekend when you were fifteen that sent your life in a whole different direction.\n\n<b>Jamie's Cheating Brother</b> end - <i>Rejected proposal</i>

You take a look at your farm in the warm light of day.<<if $lamppostsbought>> The iron lamp posts you bought line the paths, but are currently turned off. They do look nice anyway!<<endif>><<if $paintbasecoatbought and not $housepainted>> The house has been painted with a standard base, and is now a pale grey. It looks much cleaner and more home-like, even if it is sort of on the "generic" side.<<endif>><<if $statuebasebought and not $statuemounted>> The statue base you bought sits off to one side of the garden plot, positioned so most of the front side of the house has a nice view. It's currently empty, though, although the gold trim around the white stone still looks pretty in the sunlight.<<endif>><<if $statuemounted and $dragonstatuemounted>> The dragon statue you found in the grotto sits on the statue base. In the warm daylight its smooth white marble surface shines beautifully, somehow highlighting its large breasts and bare pussy even more than usual.<<endif>><<if $statuemounted is true and $eldritchstatuemounted is true>> The strange statue you bought from Hopita still looks pretty weird even in the full light of day. The sunlight really brings out the watery green colors in it, and even though its numerous tentacles and hunched, hulking body seem still now, the slight shifts of sunlight with the clouds make the dark green color of it seem to flicker and shimmer, as if it were underwater.<<endif>><<if not $paintbasecoatbought>> The house is still unpainted, looking rather cracked and worn and on the decidedly run-down side. It honestly looks a little pathetic in the full light of day, you really ought to think about at least getting the base coat soon, you muse.<<endif>><<if $housepainted and $housepaintblack>> That is one black farmhouse, for sure. Despite not actually changing the structure at all, the black paint definitely makes you feel like you're looking at a theme park haunted house, just in the full light of day rather than after dark.<<endif>>\n\nYou do a quick check of your MonComm to see what your status is. You have <<print $fd>> FD and <<if $energy < 0>><<set energy = 0>><<endif>><<print $energy>> stamina.\n\nNow what to do?\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy < 0>><<set $energy = 0>><<endif>><<if $energy is 0>>You'd try to do something, [[but...|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Enjoy the amenities of your farm.|FGWLeisAmenitiesDay]]\n\n<<if $hopitavisited is true>>[[Travel somewhere.|FGWLeisTravel]]<<else>>[[Go to the store|FGWLeisShopFirst]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $amooyaonly and $amooyafucked>><<set $comefromday to true>>[[Have some fun with Amooya.|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckRepeat]]<<endif>><<if $amooyaonly and not $amooyafucked and not $amooyarejected>>[[Finally have some fun with Amooya.|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckFirst]]<<endif>><<if not $amooyaonly>>[[Have some fun with one of the monster girls on your farm.|FGWLeisFarmFuckDay]]<<endif>><<if $amooyaonly and $amooyarejected>>You could always [[reconsider|FGWLeisAmooyaMakeupStart]]* rejecting Amooya, you suppose...<<endif>>\n\n<<if $cropsgrowing is 3>>Your garden plot is full.<<else>><<if $gardenvisited is true>>[[Gardening.|FGWGardenRepeat]]<<else>>[[Gardening.|FGWLeisGardenStart]]<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[night farm|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]].<<endif>>

No way you're staying around to find out if Baal is pissed at you. She was already kind of scary before, now that you know she can use actual magic she's <i>terrifying</i>. You yank on some jeans over your sleeping pants and shove your bare feet into shoes, racing down the stairs and out the door without even mentioning anything to your mother, an unprecedented thing for you, but desperate times.\n\nYou head in the opposite direction from Maya's house and run until you get tired, then walk for awhile, then finally stop and slump to sit on a bench to catch your breath. Glancing around, you don't really recognize the part of town you're in... well, good, if you don't know where you are, there's even less chance Baal does. You slump some on the bench, wondering when it will be safe for you to go home... and almost jump out of your skin as your phone beeps. You lift it up and see that it's a request for a video call... from Baal. She must be pretty serious if she's wanting to actually look you in the face while she talks. Maybe you should take the call...\n\n<hr>\n[[Answer.|QOBaal3x2]]\n\n[[Run some more.|QOBaal]]

Oh, c'mon! It's the very first quest in the starter quest chain! It's gotta be solo-able without much effort, right? How hard could it be, and what's the worst that could happen?\n\n"Mmf mmf mmn mmgf!" you exclaim around the goblin cock stuffing itself down your throat several minutes later, bucking and writhing as the cackling little green monster clinging to your hips pounds his own cock into your ass, his oversized green balls slapping against your pussy with a rapid <i>plap-plap-plap-plap!</i> that somehow just emphasizes how obscene the scene is.\n\nYour head's still reeling over the fact that not only did you encounter all five goblins at once, but that they proceeded to pounce you, disarm you, force you down onto your knees with your tits squashed against the ground, and start raping you! What kind of game is this?! But you can't deny that there is definitely the very real feeling of having a cock slamming into your ass and another violating your mouth and throat, the other goblins cackling and jerking their own surprisingly large dicks as they watch you, clearly waiting their turn.\n\n'Gotta... gotta log out!' you think, desperately reaching over towards where your character menu has popped up, the red button to disconnect tantalizingly visible on the lower corner. But before your reaching fingertips can even get near it one of the other goblins grabs your hand and forces it to wrap around his dick instead, starting to fuck between your curled fingers. Another takes his lead and forces your other hand to do the same, and now you're jerking off a pair of goblins while being spitroasted by another. The fifth apparently decides to content himself (for now) by grabbing up a big fistful of your hair and wrapping it around his prick to jerk himself off with it, hooting in amusement.\n\n"Mmmn! Mmm-mm-mmmnf!" you try to protest, even as your body starts to tremble, your tits rubbed and brushed free of their flaps and winding up sticking out to the sides, fat nipples spurting out little streams of white every time your boobs are shoved against the ground. 'W-why does it feel good?!' you think, even your mental voice starting to grow dangerously close to the sweet oneesan tone that had come out when you'd spoken aloud. 'The game must be forcing me to feel good!' you think, just before the goblins in your mouth and ass both suddenly thrust forward, their cocks trembling and starting to gush. "MMMMN!" you squeal muffledly through a throatful of cum, your eyes rolling and the little streams of milk from your tits turning into heavy gushes, even as the goblins in your hands tremble and spurt across your boobs and the fifth sprays his load into your hair.\n\nYou're hauled over and around onto your back by the goblins working together the moment they've finished their own orgasms, the little brutes cackling again as they roll you onto your back, your huge, apparently milk-filled tits wobbling heavily and settling... at least until two of the goblins fasten their mouths around them and start sucking hard, making you cry out loudly. Which is its own mistake, as the goblin that had just been fucking your ass crams his cock into your mouth and down your throat instead now, his balls slapping your face as he resumes his furious thrusting. Another of the goblins finally (w-why finally?!) fills your pussy, pumping away at it with humiliatingly loud, thick squelches that display its wetness. The remaining one giggles and squeals with glee as he slaps his meaty cock repeatedly against your belly, making you jerk and arch at the impacts.\n\nThe goblins suckling out your milk eventually straighten up and start pushing their cocks against your tits, squealing gleefully at how much the soft, sloshing milkbags yield under pressure so that it almost seems like they can push them inside. The one beating his dick against your belly swings around to sit astride it instead and starts fucking right between your tits, letting the other two's pushing rub and wobble them around him as he titfucks you. You can only imagine what his mean little face must look like leering at you, since all you can actually <i>see</i> is a big green ballsack smacking against your face again and again. Your legs kick, and twist, and then without really meaning to wrap around the goblin raping your cunt, your hips starting to buck towards him instead of struggling to get away.\n\n'Oh no, I'm gonna cum again, I'm gonna cum again, I'm gonna cum again from getting raped!' you think frantically, your eyes rolling as your tits start to spurt more and more heavily with every press of goblin pricks and every slap of goblin hips. 'My mind's going blank, I'm gonna cummmmmmmmmm!' you silently howl, only able to let out a muffled squeal as you're throatpied again, your pussy pumped with another goblin load and your tits thoroughly glazed with it.\n\nYour orgasm seems to rise higher and higher, your mind really going white and staticy, crackling with overwhelmed sensation, until there's a definite sense of a crash and reboot. Everything sort of dissolves into pixels and goes black, with a sense of something coming back outside the darkness, but...\n\nYou awaken to the light bang of shutters being swung open and early morning sunlight streaming in on you as you sit bolt upright in bed, blinking, your tits sloshing with the motion. You glance around the simple little room, then look over at the window where your sister is standing having thrown open the window, her plain-fabriced but well-designed blue farm dress swishing around her ankles as she turns towards you and puts her hands on her hips, leaning forward with a wobble of her own considerable (if not as considerable as yours) chest, her pointed ears twitching amidst her fluffy pink and blue striped hair.\n\n"Mou, Kowrin, I found you laying disheveled and sticky in the woods. Again. Did you get raped by monsters? <i>Again</i>?" she asks in a tone that's more mildly frustrated than anything.\n\n"Um... yes," you admit sheepishly, raising a hand and brushing a fingertip along your cheek. "S-sorry, Luri."\n\nShe lets out a long-suffering sigh as she straightens up, folding her arms under her chest. "I keep telling you, if you're going to try to take monster quests, you <i>have</i> to take me or someone else along, you can't fight at <i>all</i>! You're just gonna keep getting defeated if you try on your own!"\n\n"W-well, I just don't want to be a burden on everyone else, that's all," you murmur, pooching out your lips and looking down as you tap your index fingers together.\n\n"It's still a burden having to carry you home and wash all the monster cum off of you!" Luri declares while pointing dramatically, making you give an embarrassed 'eheheh'. "At least the monsters only ever rape you instead of doing something worse. Gotta be these things," she mutters, reaching under one of your breasts to give it a few shakes so that it wobbles and sloshes as you squeak. "You know it might discourage at least some of them if you'd at least wear panties."\n\n"I triiiied," you whine as you feebly push her hand away and get out of bed, your butt jiggling a bit with your steps as well. "For some reason it messes up my divine energy flow! ... And I've gone without 'em so long my pussy felt stuffy," you admit in a lower voice, tapping your fingertips together again.\n\nLuri rolls her eyes, then sighs heavily again. "Okay, okay, there's no point in going over all this <i>again</i>. I understand you want to help out as much as possible, and I appreciate it, but <i>no more</i> trying to solo monsters, okay? Promise?"\n\n"I pwomise," you agree, pouting your lips out again.\n\nLuri nods at that, then sighs and turns to trot out with a little flick of her hand that indicates you're on your own for deciding what to do today. You turn and walk over to the window, looking out at the stretch of pleasant, cultivated farm just outside Rantoso City, and admittedly enjoying some of the cool breeze and warm morning sunshine on your boobs. Then you notice one of the farmhands staring, and with a blush draw back and close the shutters again before turning to get dressed.\n\nOnce you've finished donning your Holy Order of Sustenance priestess garb, complete with setting your headband in place, you turn towards the door, then pause briefly. ... Are you forgetting anything? It feels like you're forgetting something. ... Boobs are covered, belt is worn right way forward. (These are, admittedly, mistakes that have happened in the past.) Everything seems fine. You shrug, causing a small wobbleslosh. Couldn't be that important then.\n\nYou head into the kitchen, deciding to have just a glass of milk for breakfast. (N-not from you! From one of the cows! ... Th-the actual cows.) That's mildly pious as well as sufficiently filling, for you. Then you ponder the day. Have to keep the farm going, after all, not just for the sake of your family and employees, but the other orphans that live here or might get adopted to live here! Which means doing chores, earning money by going to Rantoso City to do odd jobs or quests, checking in on some of the current children, or going to the orphanage to see if there are any suitable children that might like to move to the farm.\n\n<hr>\n[[Do farm chores.|QORO]]\n\n[[Head into the city.|QORO]]\n\n[[Check on the orphans.|QORO]]\n\n[[Go to the orphanage.|QORO]]

Somehow the realization of the reality of the situation makes your brain decide to just stop thinking or caring about it altogether. Instead you start moaning and gasping freely as your father's cock pumps into your ass, your own slender young prick growing harder and harder with every thrust of it deep into you, every light slap of his balls against yours. Soon it's bobbing fully stiff below your belly, the tip occasionally flinging small strands of pre down onto the sheets as it wobbles.\n\nYour dad straightens up, his hands gripping your ass, squeezing it as he starts using it to rock you back and forth along with his thrusts, apparently determined to give your tight teen ass a good thorough fucking now that he's discovered how wonderfully tight and hot it is. For your own part it doesn't take you long to start eagerly moving your hips with his guidance, loving the feel of that big, throbbing cock pumping into your ass, how hard and hot it is, how slick and smooth it feels with that sheath over it. A glance over your shoulder shows you that familiar face now displaying lewd, intent pleasure, your father's lips parted to let his hot breaths escape, glazed eyes heavy-lidded as he looks down at you, at your asshole spread around his prick as he fucks you shamelessly in a high-end hotel room. \n\nThe more you get into it the more your hips start moving even without any of his guidance, shaking and wiggling, moving in a way that can only be called whorish as you encourage your own father to fuck you. Not that he seems to need much encouragement, his strong hands shifting around to grip your waist instead, letting you shake and shimmy your hips all you want as you fuck yourself back on him. "Nnnnnh, Jamie, your ass feels so good," he groans, his voice thick with desire as his fingers squeeze around your slender waist. He starts thrusting a bit harder, enough to make your cock bounce up enough to brush against your own stomach. Your eyes roll up some, and you find yourself blurting, "Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me Dad, your cock feels so good, your cock feels so good in my ass, fuck me!"\n\nApparently that sort of thing kicks off some bit of parental conditioning, since he quickly brings one of his hands down on your ass in a quick, firm swat. "Language!" Of course, considering the situation, his voice comes out in an aroused, smug tone, and the spank just makes you let out a really slutty gasp and squeeze down around him, your cock giving a near-spurt of pre onto the bed. As if punishing you for your cursing, he squeezes your waist and just starts really <i>fucking</i> you, as if trying to pound the wicked words right out of your naughty little head through your ass. Your eyes really roll now, your tongue lolling out, and it doesn't take long before you really are shooting off, your cock firing long streamers of white down onto your chest and the bed, more of it forced out with every thrust. You can also feel your ass clamping down on your father's prick in response, the extra tightness hitting something and sending a shudder of even more intense orgasmic pleasure through you. At the same time, apparently that squeeze is too much for him, and your father thrusts deeply into you, letting out a long, low groan as he grinds his hips against your rear.\n\nAfter both of you have settled into panting and gasping, your dad pulls out of you, flopping onto his back on the bed, his still-hard prick wobbling in the air. It's still sheathed in the translucent white condom, though now there's a fairly heft bulge at the tip, a shuddery balloon of white draping to the side of his cockhead. Without really thinking, acting on some sort of lewd instinct, you move to straddle his thighs and peel the condom off of him, tying it up and tossing it to the currently unused side of the bed. Your father stares at you with his own glazed eyes, face still flushed with arousal and effort... but then holds up another grey-silver wrapper, proffering it to you. Without a word you take it, ripping the package open... time to put the condom on-\n\n<hr>\n[[-him.|QODad]]\n\n[[-yourself.|QODad]]

"Ah, well, that's an important conversation we needed to have anyway, I guess," your father answers breezily. "Why don't we head back upstairs and I'll explain?"\n\nOnce back in the room, you blink a little as he shrugs out of his jacket and starts unbuttoning his shirt. "Uh... buh?" you question, at the height of wit due to the CHA boost of the alcohol.\n\n"It's important to demonstrate this safety step," he asserts, seeming quite confident despite the bit of a slur in his voice. "C'mon, go ahead, no reason to be bothered, s'just us guys here."\n\n"Uh. 'Kay." Well, it is just you guys here. You pull off your shirt and undo your jeans, following him over to the bed as both of you shed your pants and underwear, settling down to sit on the end of it.\n\n"Alright, so," your father picks up, seeming perfectly comfortable despite sitting next to you in the nude. "There's two ways to approach the statement of how to get started. Obviously an important perspective on starting is foreplay, and building up, and all that, but, but, we're going to focus on the safety aspect first. Obviously, obviously you need a condom. You need to learn how to put on a condom. But! But, you also need to have a good one." He leans over, briefly flashing his bare butt at you and making you giggle for some reason, as he pulls something out of his nearby suitcase. Sitting up, he holds up a silvery gray wrapper. "See, these are the ones I bring along just in case there's a situation, you know? Like, like you need one or something, so it's good I have them to show you how to use them."\n\nYou nod along since that absolutely makes sense to you right now without any other potential meanings. He seems so certain of what he's doing that it almost feels like you've fallen into a trance as you watch him rip open the package and pull out the little floppy white disk with its stiff outer ring. "Now, this kind is pretty expensive, but it's pretty much the best on the market," your father continues as your eyes are drawn down to where his other hand is moving, stroking his cock slowly to full hardness. "Very durable, extremely low failure rate, fit comfortably, all of this is important. As a bonus these are lubricated with basically the best stuff on the market there too," he continues, having sheathed his now fully hard prick in a layer of semi-translucent white, leaning back a little to display it proudly... the fit of the condom, that is. "It'll glide right in no matter what."\n\n"Uh, but, y'know, I thought... y'know, that things down there sort of like... naturally got all slick?" you reply in a daze, looking from your father's latex-sheathed shaft up to his face, and back, various confused feelings whirling in your head.\n\n"Not always, some girls don't make much natural lubricant so they need some help, or sometimes the both of you are in a hurry to get to it, or hey, you might even be trying out the other hole!" he says in a chipper tone, eyes glazed with drink. "This stuff's so good that it works even for that! Here, I'll show you..."\n\nBefore you know it, your father's leaned over, his hands gripping you and flipping you over onto your front on the bed as he moves up behind you. 'Wait, what?' is all you can think before you can feel the latex tip of the condom brush against your pucker, right before your father's cock pushes into you. His penetration is slow, and steady, but just as promised the slick sheath of the condom allows him to slide right into your virgin passage without any real difficulty.\n\n"Ohhhhh... oh, this is so tight," your father moans above you, perhaps not fully comprehending that it's his own son's ass that's gripping around his cock... or at least not processing the whole implications of that. Because rather than stop now that he's made his point about the lubricated condom's worth, he just keeps pushing in, until his balls press up against yours, and then begins thrusting, pumping the slick, white-sheathed pole into you. "Fucking amazing!"\n\nIt's slowly sinking through your shock and the haze of alcohol that you're actually being fucked in the ass by your own dad! It doesn't seem like reason would work, the only thing you can do is-\n\n<hr>\n[[-wait it out.|QODad]]\n\n[[-enjoy it.|QODad2x2]]

"We're going to Capizzini's Pizza Arcade for the All-Day Freeplay Buffet™," you say, waggling your fingers in the air in a pale imitation of the forty-or-so-year-old TV commercial that still occasionally blurts out that phrase with deep excitement on early afternoon TV.\n\n"Why, yes," your mother says, blinking and putting a hand to her chest as if genuinely shocked. "How did you know?"\n\n"We've gone to Capizzini's for my birthday pretty much every year since I could walk?" you point out. "Except we can't this year."\n\n"Oh. Well if you really don't want to that much..." your mother murmurs in a disappointed tone.\n\n"Um. It's not that." Because spending all day with an unlimited pizza buffet, fountain drinks, and arcade games is admittedly fun, but. "Mom, Capizzini's burned down like two months ago."\n\nYour mother blinks again, then gives you a slightly dubious look, as if suspecting of telling the sort of fib reserved for parents to tell their children instead of the other way around. When no admission is forthcoming, she takes out her phone and spends a few moments poking at it (no doubt going to Capizzini's facebook page instead of just doing a news search). She stares at the screen... then it's your turn to blink as she looks close to tearing up.\n\n"W-whoa, Mom! It's not that big of a deal!" you blurt hurriedly.\n\n"B-but now I don't have anything planned," she says in a thick voice. "I didn't even think to check on them, let alone whether you wanted to go. With your father out of town, and your brother busy, it was all I could think of to do. And n-now..." She pauses as you hurry over and hug her, then hugs you back. Taking a breath and clearly getting ahold of herself, she says, "Well. I'll just have to make it up to you. This year, Jamie, we can do whatever you want!"\n\n"Whoa. Seriously?" you ask, stepping back.\n\n"Yes! Absolutely anything!" she says firmly, actually pumping a fist briefly in front of herself. "Whatever you want to do, or whatever you want as a gift, I'll make it happen! I promise! Your sixteenth birthday will go exactly the way you want, if I have anything to say about it!"\n\nW-... wow. You've never gotten anything <i>exactly</i> the way you want! Like, you've gotten tons of things that were really close to how you want, but like... you know, if you ask to go to the ultra-fancy new water park upstate, your parents argue you down to going to the local one, that sort of thing. But it sounds like this time... "Okay, that's... wow, that's great, Mom! I'll go look up stuff now!"\n\n"You do that, sweetheart. Tell me what you want ASAP, and I'll make it happen," she assures you with a smile.\n\nYou head up to your bedroom, feeling just mildly drunk with power. Wow, anything! ... Well, okay, you're assuming anything that's at least vaguely reasonable and affordable, like said trip to the upstate water park. Although from the way your mom talked, you could probably swing a longer and further trip too. Maybe not, like, on the level of a trip to Japan, but...\n\n... wait, holy shit, <i>could</i> you get a trip to Japan?\n\nShe seemed really, really intense about making sure that you could get what you wanted, whether it was going someplace or getting a gift. Obviously you shouldn't go too nuts, but... maybe... a little nuts? Your dad travels a lot, after all, you bet he's got a ton of flier miles your mom could use on something like this. And if you asked for something expensive, in the mood she's in she might guilt Will into chipping in, so... maybe go... a little nuts? ... Maybe. Just maybe.\n\n'Why not go really nuts, but in a different way?' part of your brain suddenly whispers. 'She said she'd do <i>anything</i> to make it up to you and get you <i>anything</i> you asked. So...'\n\nN-no, surely not! You shouldn't even be thinking of those things, like... asking your mom to buy you porn, or... or... o-other things.................... should you?\n\nA-anyway. Just sit down and research! Focus on what you want to do!\n\n<hr>\n[[You want to go somewhere.|QOFam3x3]]\n\n[[You want to get a gift.|QOFam]]\n\n[[... You want something lewd.|QOFam11x1]]

Honestly you're mostly just reeeeally curious what's with this whole "bloodline" thing. Because it makes it sound like you've got some sort of... lineage? You're certainly not aware of any such thing, at least to the extent that it would involve you gaining some sort of notable powers. But you sort of have to know, now.\n\nYou start to reach out and touch the selection, but apparently your decision was made thoroughly enough that it senses that and the option blinks several times before the screen changes.\n\n<center><b>Incubus Bloodline</b>\nThe bloodline of a sex demon. You will gain all powers and abilities typically unlocked up to level three. Further development as an incubus will be at your discretion.\n\n<b>Draconic Bloodline</b>\nThe bloodline of a dragon. At level three will primarily result in unlocking magical abilities. Further development of draconic features will be at your influence.\n\n<b>Worldwalker Bloodline</b>\nThe bloodline of those who have traveled to other worlds. Will activate legacy unlocks up to level three. While further innate leveling assistance will not be given, leveling assistance may be available when linked to otherworldly systems.</center>\n\n... THAT JUST RAISES MORE QUESTIONS!!!!!\n\nIncubus?! Dragon?! <i>Worldwalker</i>?! Someone in your family banged a sex demon?! ... Someone in your family banged a <i>dragon</i>?! <i><b>Someone got isekaied?!</b></i>\n\nThis is...! This is...!\n\n... Okay this is actually really cool but also shocking so you just need a minute or something.\n\n... Okay you're good. But... wow. So you could become a level three incubus? That doesn't sound like that much. Although of course you're assuming a lot about the leveling system with that, you guess, what if it only goes up to level five or something? Or that it normally takes someone decades to become a level three incubus? You guess the same could be said for the dragon thing... that honestly sounds a lot like a D&D thing, like how you get sorcerers. ... Oooooo you could be a sorcerer!!\n\nAnd then the last thing... huh. That definitely offers up a lot of interesting possibilities too, you guess. 'When linked to otherworldly systems' definitely sounds like you'd get helped out if you went to another world, and maybe it would help you actually do that? This is all wild.\n\n... But yeah okay you're definitely gonna pick one, clearly you have to. This is just too amazing not to!\n\n<hr>\n[[Incubus.|QOLvl]]\n\n[[Draconic.|QOLvl]]\n\n[[Worldwalker.|QOLvl]]

So these are the like... Technocracy-type guys? Or you guess just the standard evil scheming corporation that knows all about the secret underworld that anime seems to like. ... So, the Technocracy.\n\nStill, playing rich, wicked villains sounds pretty cool... very cyberpunk-y, which you personally think makes a cool mixture with urban fantasy/horror type stuff. You select the option on the screen, and it disappears, one of the archways lighting up with a steady white light that already implies office building lighting. So you're not too terribly surprised when the next room you emerge into looks like an office building elevator. The doors slide closed behind you and the elevator begins going up, though the numbers seem to be cycling randomly as a new window pops up. The font has become fairly plain and utilitarian, though with a slightly sci-fi edge. (Clearly graphics design is someone's passion.)\n\n'Welcome to Shayde Corporation. You have been promoted from one of the subsidiaries after having proven yourself. Choose your occupation.\n\n[[Manager|QONA]] - Managers have access to various resources of the Shayde Corporation as befitting their ranking, to be deployed and directed at will. Success earns greater access and greater rewards, and failure can result in demotion (a grave risk in Shayde Corporation). Managers must be careful... while they have access to various boosts and genetic tweaks, very few are truly suited to combat, and if facing an unsubdued enemy agent can be quickly defeated.\n\n[[Secretary|QONA]] - Secretaries are the assistants to Managers. Though their position is not as high, and frequently fraught with peril from within as well as without, they are much more often granted combat-capable upgrades, and a Secretary that proves themselves may eventually be promoted to a Manager of much higher position than those that started as one in a shorter time.\n\n[[Soldier|QONA]] - The common foot soldiers of Shayde Corporation. Starting soldiers have a full suite of (relatively minor) augmentations to start with, but by repeatedly proving themselves through successful missions (and surviving whatever it takes to succeed at them), they can eventually gain greater position, autonomy, and augmentations of utterly superhuman proportions.\n\n[[Scientist|QONA3x2]] - Scientists are those responsible for expanding Shayde Corporation's understanding of technology, as well as investigating mysticism, magic, and demonology. While almost never facing the danger of combat, and rarely having to secure their own specimens and resources, Scientists progress in the corporation more slowly; great success can spell great leaps forward, but small success leads to almost none. Too there is always the peril of a potential experiment run amok; but hey, they also have the most fun!\n\n[[Diplomat|QONA]] - Diplomats are Shayde Corporation employees in charge of forging alliances with outsiders. They are given extreme leeway in using company resources to secure beneficial deals with non-corp entities, and can therefore often reap great benefits, both direct and indirect. However, should a deal go sufficiently bad at some point, you may still be held responsible for it, even if the failure is entirely out of your hands.

"Could I, y'know... fuck you?" you ask, squirming.<<set $random to either(1)>>\n\n"Sure, Master!" <<if $random is 1>>Amooya considers, then grins and snags you by the hand, leading you not towards the house, but towards one of the nearby trees.\n\n"Um," you murmur with a blush, but nevertheless follow along.\n\n"Let's just have a quick one out-of-doors, Master," she says in a cheerful, conspiratorial tone, winking and putting a finger across her lips as if urging you to keep a secret. ... Not that this setting seems to mind public sex at all, but you guess she's playing it up for your sake.\n\nIndeed, she's quick about undoing her tool belt and sliding her shorts down before she bends over and puts both hands on the trunk of the tall tree, her large equine cock drooping half-hard beneath her, and her thick, bovine pussylips already looking slick and ready. Biting your lower lip, you follow suit, quickly ditching your pants and underwear before stepping up behind her, running your hands over her large, round ass and giving it a few squeezes, before starting to push your cock into that waiting cow cunt.\n\n"M-oooooo~, that's so nice, Master," Amooya moans as you push into her. In line with her request, you start fucking her nice and fast right from the get-go, as if trying to finish fucking her before anyone else discovered the two of you out in the middle of the farm under the tree branches.\n\nHer ass jiggles with the impacts of your hips, her still-clad tits swaying beneath her... as do her heavy black balls as her now fully hard cock jiggles with the motion. You're really getting used to the feel of your balls slapping against her much bigger ones as you fuck her, maybe even starting to enjoy it. You definitely enjoy the way her strong, gripping pussy squeezes around you, trying to milk you dry every time you thrust in.\n<<set $fuckedinvr to true>>\nEventually you moan loudly, Amooya letting out a happy squeal of her own as you cum inside her. Her pussy squeezes you firmly, urging out every drop, making you shudder as her thick pussy juices drip down your balls and slowly fall towards the grounds in long, slightly gooey strings. Panting, you pull back, Amooya grinning at you as she stands and turns towards you. You blush a little at the sight of her still very hard, almost visibly throbbing donkey dick, a steady stream of pre running from the tip down the flared head and along the bulging bottom of the shaft.<<endif>>\n\n"Um, Master, do you think you might want to... y'know?" she murmurs, glancing down and blushing herself.\n<<set $energy -= 1>>\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|FGWLeisAmooyaBottomAfterTop]]\n\n[[Not right now.|FGWLeisAmooyaDeny2]]

Okay so here's a thing you know about Maya that pretty much no one else knows: she's a furry.\n\nShe's specifically one of those furries who denies being a furry to pretty much everyone she actually knows, but one of those benefits of being her friend since you were both kids is that you get to just pick up on some of these things. And occasionally get glimpses of the folders she accidentally leaves open on her computer. So you figure turn into some attractive animal person, come up with an amusing little story for whatever reason an animal person would be visiting her, and blam... lewd stuff.\n\n... Yes this is a mission for lewd stuff, we're accepting this, moving on.\n\nAnyway! What kind of furry to become? You have a fairly good idea of what might appeal to her based on what you've glimpsed in her folders (and also maybe done a teensy bit of browsing for on your own).\n\n<hr>\n[[Tiger guy.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Horse guy.|QOBook26x3]]\n\n[[Panther girl.|QOBook]]

Which of your waifus do you want to spend time with today?<<set $comefromday to true>>\n\n*<<if $amooyarejected>><strike>Amooya</strike><<else>><<if not $amooyafucked>>[[Amooya|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckFirst]]<<else>>[[Amooya|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckRepeat]]<<endif>><<endif>>\n*<<if $cogamiwaifu>>[[Cogami|CogamiFuckSelect]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $cecihired>>[[Cecilia|CeciFuckSelect]]<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[You changed your mind.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[night fuckin'|GFWLeisGirlFuckEvening]].<<endif>>

Sigh. You're going to have to hear it at some point anyway, probably, and it seems kind of a waste to start off your break by avoiding one of the few friends you have. Texting Kevin to let him know you're on the way, you set out towards his house. Partway there you get a text back from him saying 'Everyone's out, door's unlocked, just come on up.' Huh, okay. You continue on to his house and though it makes you a bit nervous, head in through the front door without waiting to be let in, although you can't help but call "Hello?" as you do. You're a bit worried Kevin's mother or sister might snap at you for just coming in, but instead Kevin's voice calls from upstairs, "Yeah, c'mon dude!"\n\nYou head up the stairs, glancing around... the lights are off in the house so you guess everyone really is gone. Even though it's full morning and the sun's bright outside, it still feels a little weird to be in someone else's house with so many of the lights turned off. Kevin doesn't even have his room lights on, apparently relying on the sunlight coming in through the window, though the angle still leaves things fairly dim. He's sitting on the end of his bed, leaned back on his hands some, and as expected looks quite smug. He's also wearing nothing but a pair of snug black boxer-briefs, showing off his slender, mildly-toned chest and arms, as well as most of his legs. You can't help but notice that the shorts are rather snug, and try not to stare at the bulge in them... you don't think he's even hard, but, well, he seems... bigger. Not that you've ever had a particularly good idea of Kevin's size in that department other than to assume he was bigger than you, since you've generally tried to avoid taking a look any time it might have come up.\n\n"Uh, why aren't you wearing anything?" you ask, glancing away.\n\n"Hey, it's just the two of us here, why not be comfy?" Kevin's smirk grows a bit, his eyes twinkling. "Anyway man, you missed a great time yesterday, yanno."\n\nYou shrug, rubbing at your upper arm and looking upward some. "Yeah, well, y'know. I mean, I kinda figured, just... y'know."\n\nHe chuckles a bit. "Yeah, I know. But man, Errana showed me something really great. Changed my life, for sure. It's sort of a secret, but I'll tell you if you want."\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell me.|QOKev1x4]]\n\n[[Keep it to yourself.|QOKev]]

You've played enough Skyrim to know that options for proper sneakery or zappery are kind of limited early game... plus you know that it's the one that Ralof prefers and he says something scathing if you pick Thief or Mage. (Well, not "scathing" to most people, but you'd feel pretty, uh, scathed if he said them to you now in person.) And you have no idea what the Bard one even does, so yeah, you'll just go with the Warrior Stone. You walk over to it and actually reach out to lay a hand on its surface, trying not to jump as the constellation engraved on the front lights up and the hole near the top swirls with energy, before a beam shoots from the top of it up into the sky as if announcing 'YO WE GOT A PROTAGONIST HERE!' to all of Skyrim.\n\nThe really shocking thing though is you can actually feel yourself changing... your muscles seem to tighten, but a glance down shows that you're becoming more toned and defined. Not to a crazy extent, you're not suddenly bulging with Hulk-like strength, in fact your body shape barely changes at all, just that the muscles you <i>do</i> have seem to have all become more developed. ... Kinda feels like there was a shift in your underclothes too but-\n\n"Warrior, good," Ralof declares, interrupting you from debating the urge to check. Admittedly the warm, approving tone in his voice makes you puff your chest out a bit. "That sign will lead you to honor and glory. Come, let's get going."\n\nYou follow along with him for another stretch of the road, with a brief pause to fight a wolf ambush. You're getting more comfortable fighting, not having to remind yourself so hard that it's just a game and you don't have to flinch or feel bad about killing animals. Maybe the Warrior Stone is helping a bit there too. Soon you're stepping through the gate into Riverwood, listening to the old woman on the porch near the entrance bleat about seeing a dragon and her not very dutiful son chide her for being crazy. You just almost stop and tell him she's right, just because that seems like a thing you could do now... but, uh, that's a confrontation so maybe not. Instead you follow Ralof over a small wooden bridge and around the back of the lumber mill, approaching an attractive woman with blonde hair, whose age and build kind of remind you of your own mom a bit. Well, your mom if she were wearing the miniskirt version of a peasant dress and worked out regularly.\n\n"Gerdur!" Ralof calls.\n\n"Brother! Mara's mercy, it's good to see you," Gerdur says as she approaches. "But what are you doing here? And who is this?"\n\n"I'll explain everything, just give me a moment," Ralof interjects before you feel the need to introduce yourself (thankfully).\n\n"You're right... we should go somewhere else. Hod! Come down here!"\n\n"What is it, woman? Sven drunk on the job again?" the large, muscular bearded man with short-cropped blonde hair working the mill says as he steps to the railing, then blinks in surprise. "Ralof! What are you doing here? I'll be right down!"\n\nRalof and Gerdur lead the way over to a very pretty little area next to the river, which in this modded area is blooming with grass and flowers. 'Man, my Skyrim never looked this good no matter how much I modded it,' you muse, before being distracted as a boy a few years younger than you comes running up, followed by a Husky. (Oh good they patched out those weird shaggy hounds.) Actually he looks a fair bit like you overall, not quite to the point where it's weird, but it's still worth noting.\n\n"Uncle Ralof! Can I see your ax?! How many Imperials have you killed!"\n\n"Hush, Frodnar," Gerdur chides.\n\n"Look at you, almost a man grown," Ralof declares proudly. "Soon you'll be ready to join the fight yourself! But for now, go watch the road, and come tell us if you see any Imperials."\n\n"You bet! I won't let any Imperials get you, Uncle Ralof!" Frodnar gushes before running off past Hod as he comes to join all of you.\n\nAs Ralof tells the whole story of the capture and escape, you admit to sort of tuning out and just looking around at how pretty everything is. Maybe you're missing out on something by not going camping? But you doubt real nature could stack up to how bright and popping this virtual, idealized recreation is. Part of you says you should probably pay attention just in case stuff's changed, but your brain's been too trained to just sort of quietly wait out this conversation by now. You only tune back in because it feels like you missed something as Ralof says, "I'll show him to the house and get things settled."\n\n"I'll help!" Hod adds, eyes gleaming.\n\n"Help drink up all our mead, you mean," Gerdur snorts. She focuses her pretty blue eyes on you and says, "Well far be it from me to keep the man who helped save my brother's life from a bit of drunken reveling, and Talos knows I could use a few drinks as well after hearing all this dragon business. Though things always seem to get out of hand when Nord men drink, especially these ones," she adds with a glance at her husband and brother, who both look a bit sheepish. Then she looks back at you and adds, "But then, being that you saved Ralof's life, I'll do absolutely anything you need, especially if it will help going forward. If you're in no hurry to rest and have some drink, then Jarl Balgruf in Whiterun needs to know that Riverwood's in danger. Please, go see him and let him know."\n\n<hr>\n[[Drink with Ralof and Hod.|QOSkyrim1x10]]\n\n[[Continue the game quest.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[... wait, anything you need? Like... anything?|QOSkyrim3x1]]

"What's what?" Mac glances towards where you're pointing at a growing blank spot on the stars, although there are little flashes of blue light in amidst it. You can actually see her hairtentacles give a little quiver, but apparently it's a good thing as she says in an approving tone, "Oh hey, a space storm! That's perfect... it's close enough and coming on that I can lose them in it, not severe enough that it might damage us, good thinking kid!"\n\nWell, uh, praise is good but you're not really sure how to feel about something you said resulting in you flying into a storm. In space. On the other hand Mac doesn't seem worried at all, so maybe it's fine. The view swings around to face the darkness and flashes, and as she gets closer you can see that it really does look like thick, billowing black stormclouds, with those bright little flashes of blue deep within them. Soon the space taxi has entered the cloud, and you give a jump as one of those blue flashes goes right past the window with a visible crackle and an incredibly thunder-like boom and roll of bass rumbling. "W-was that lightning?!"\n\n"Without going into a long scientific explanation, yes that was space lightning," Mac answers breezily, her steering now much more calm and rational. "Don't worry, my shields and hull could handle the blue stuff easy even if we got hit, which we won't, though the pirates won't want to risk it... their ship's a lot bigger and has a lot more hull to attract the stuff, they'd take a ton of hits for sure."\n\n"Oh. So the blue's safe," you note, trying not to jump or make any undignified noises as another few flashes go off ahead and off to the sides.\n\n"Yup! If it was red or even yellow I'd never have even considered it, but blue's no sweat," Mac declares in a cheerful tone. "Although I guess the one you really wanna watch out for is-"\n\nThere's a flash from somewhere off ahead, somewhat in the distance, that nevertheless briefly lights up the entirety of the cab interior in purple. You see Mac's hairtentacles all go stiff at the same time, before she lets out a soft, "Uh-ohhhhh."\n\n"'Uh-oh'?" you repeat in a squeak as the flashes of lightning start to get faster and more numerous, with more and more of them shading to purple.\n\nMac is now frantically stabbing at the controls and hauling on the wheel hard enough that the interior actually tilts this time, making you grab hold of the doorway. "It's turning into a Warp Storm. In a couple of seconds this cloud and everything in it is going to shoot through space at insane speeds and a completely random direction, and unless we get very lucky 'everything in it' is going to include us. Strap in!"\n\nYou practically have to throw yourself forward to grab the seat next to hers and haul yourself into it. When you do, you're a little dismayed to realize that it has only the sort of across-the-lap-across-the-shoulder strap that any normal car might have, but it's better than nothing so you yank it across and click it in. You grip the edges of the seat white-knuckled as Mac clearly pushes the spacetaxi to its limit, the whole thing shaking, and the lurches much harder as she several times has to avoid the purple lightning bolts. But the cloud must have expanded since she flew into it, because there's no stars in sight when she suddenly yanks her foot off the gas and starts flicking a bunch of switches instead. "We're not gonna make it! I'm setting all the dampeners to maximum but this is still gonna suck, <i>brace</i>!"\n\nShe's barely finished speaking when it's like something slams into you from the left and you briefly experience the feeling of flying without a vehicle, despite the fact that you're inside one and still strapped in. The sheer sensation still convinces your brain that you're zipping through space faster than the speed of light all on your lonesome. You might be screaming but you can't be sure since your mind is convinced you're leaving the sound behind before you've even made it. And then everything starts going end-over-end, not even sideways but all around, contorting and twisting all around you at such high speeds that it's like you're being bent in on yourself and folding within existence, and then thankfully you black out.\n\nWhen you come to you're slumped against the strap of the seatbelt, feeling faint pressure against all of it. Opening your eyes, you find that the interior of the spacecab is dim, with a handful of lights glowing dully on the board and several visible jarred-loose panels around you, one of the dangling wires sparking and making you twitch. It takes you a moment of looking around and feeling odd to realize that it's not that you have a concussion or something (though you might), it's that you're weightless, your hair drifting above your head. You look over and see that Mac still seems to be out, her large black eyes closed behind her sunglasses, tentaclehair drifting limply in zero G. "... Mac?" you manage to croak. "Hey, Mac?"\n\n"... Mmmmnfl," Mac says in a more gargling voice than usual, tentacles twitching several times before drawing in closer to her head, almost protectively. She shakes her head a little then winces, which probably has to do with the little gash in the side of her forehead she picked up at some point that's drizzled pale white blood down her face. One of her tentacles pulls her sunglasses off and then releases them, letting them drift through the air as she looks around. "Well. Shit," she says flatly.\n\n"Yeah," is all you can really add to that.\n\nShe leans forward and spends a little while playing with the board, more lights on it gradually starting to come back on, and eventually the feeling of pressure shifting from your seatbelt back to the seat, your hair falling back into its normal place. After consulting the screen built into the console for a while, she sighs. "Yeah we're waaaay off the map. The scanners still seem to be working mostly okay and they're not picking up any recognizable stellar bodies anywhere."\n\n"So we're... lost?" you murmur, feeling yourself go cold. You hope you've just gone pale and that's not the life support fading.\n\n"Kid we are <i>beyond</i> lost. We'd have to get lucky and fly for about a year to <i>get</i> to lost." Mac shakes her head more carefully this time, then slams her fist against the side of the steering wheel. Whether that was deliberate percussive maintenance or just frustration, it apparently works since the overhead lights flicker and come on, albeit dimmer than they were before. "But it looks like there's a port nearby that we can probably limp to. While I'm trying to keep this thing together that long, maybe you get up and get some medpacks out of the emergency kit."\n\nYou look around and quickly spot an entirely recognizable wall-mounted first aid kit. Wow, how convenient. Unbuckling, you get to your feet, and wince. Owwww... you're definitely way more banged up than you thought. Sort of hobbling the few steps over to the box, you open it up and spot what's basically a pile of sealed plastic bags full of glowing green stuff. You start to pick one up, then give a yelp as it disappears in a little green flash, your whole body glowing briefly and your aches and pains disappearing. "... Okay, video game stuff," you mutter, shaking your head as you try to take another one. This time you're able to pick it up... must be because you're at 'full health'. You carry it over and, taking a guess, just touch it to Mac's shoulder. Again it disappears in a green flash, her body briefly illuminating in a jade aura, the pilot giving a soft 'ahhhh' as among other things the gash in her forehead knits closed. The blood also disappears which is pretty weird but you decide not to say anything, you've got other stuff on your mind. Like being lost in a strange part of the galaxy... if you're even still in <i>your</i> galaxy.\n\nEventually you can see the port coming into view. It's a very strange-looking thing, like someone sliced the top half off of a massive asteroid and then put a high dome over the top of it, with a lot of wide clear tubes leading into it directly and underneath a lot of different-sized opaque tubes ranging from much smaller to much much larger dangling out the bottom of the asteroid, with some of them connected to ships. You glance over at Mac, but from the grim look on her face the port looks as strange to her as it does to you. But apparently she got permission to dock, since she flies into one of the clear tubes and joins the traffic flying over the city below. It looks like all around the edges are docks and shipyards of some kind, which gradually fade into tall buildings like you might see back on Earth. Mac guides the spacetaxi to set down at a dock closer to the city, the vehicle making an almost relieved-sounding groan as it finally settles and its engine powers down.\n\n"Okay, you stay here, I'm gonna go take a look around," Mac says as she unbuckles and gets up, heading over to the door. As it lowers, she pauses, then looks over at you and says, "Uh, if I don't come back in a day or two, I guess... you're on your own? ... Sorry," she adds, clearly realizing from the look on your face that it was worse than saying nothing would have been, your alien guide hurrying down the steps, the ramp raising up again after a minute.\n\nAnd so you're left alone in a busted-up space cab on a strange space station. For awhile you just sit in the chair and stare out at the odd and yet oddly familiar surroundings. It's really not unlike any of the pictures or videos of port towns back on Earth you've seen, just that the people are a lot more unusual colors and some have more limbs than you're used to or things like that. Eventually you get tired and bored enough that you go back into the back and lay down on one of the benches, closing your eyes. You must fall asleep because you're jarred awake by the sound of the door ramp wheezing and groaning downwards again, sitting up just in time for Mac to step back in, much to your relief. Then you realize she looks a bit grim as she comes over to sit down beside you.\n\n"So, hey, all cards on the table," she says, apparently having decided to be blunt as she gives her hand a swipe in front of her. "I've been trying for hours to find a comm that could call any of the services or organizations back home and no luck. Same for finding any starcharts that have something I could recognize on them. That Warp Storm really might have blown us to an unknown galaxy, and right now there's no good way to either call for help or get back."\n\nYou just sit there trying to absorb that for a minute, then decide you can't and give up, just sort of continuing on in a vague haze of denial and 'it is what it is', since that's your usual state anyway. "So what do we do?"\n\n"I mean at this point the most sensible thing for me to do is to sell my cab and use the money to get us somewhere to stay," she says, rubbing the back of her neck, her tentacles curling around her fingers in what you have to figure is an anxiety response. "Obviously I feel pretty responsible about this so I'll look after you as long as I'm able. Our only other option is that I can maybe try and scrape together enough local currency to get this thing mostly fixed up, and we set off in the direction I'm pretty sure the Warp Storm brought us. We get lucky and maybe it's not as bad as it seems and we're only about a year or so out from somewhere recognizable."\n\n"A year?" you say plaintively.\n\n"Yeah. Sorry."\n\nYou brood on that for a minute before saying, "And those are our only options?"\n\n"Pretty much. I mean, the only other possibility I see is that I give you a calling card and we both sign up on separate ships heading out of here," she says with a shrug, her hair lifting in little bumps at the end in mimicry of the motion. "Then at every port you come to, you try the card in the local comms and see if it can reach somebody who could then reach the school organization or my company that would come and get you. And, y'know, me. It's a long shot, but I guess in some ways it's the best balance of stability and actually having a chance of getting home. So... whatta ya wanna do?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Get a place to stay.|QOSC]]\n\n[[Set off in the direction of home.|QOSC]]\n\n[[Sign up on a ship.|QOSC1x2]]

"Maybe we should look around here first a little," you suggest. "Maybe whoever abandoned this place left something useful, so we're not just, y'know."\n\n"Ah, yeah, good point. Maybe they left like some rope, or a knife..." she murmurs, glancing around, then turning and opening the door that used to be the one to your bedroom. "... or magical girl cosplay."\n\n"Huh?" You turn, then stare. That does kinda seem to describe what you're looking at. "Oh. Huh."\n\nSort of mounted on the wall is what looks like, well, a magical girl outfit. There's even a sort of glass orb shedding gentle light down on it so that it's visible inside the closet. It's arranged in the same way it would be if someone was wearing it, for the most part, with a golden tiara up at the top, and a top that looks like a sort of golden collar and gold band with a widening band of cloth stretching from one to the other. There are open-handed shoulder-height gloves, the tops more gold bands and the bottom attached to gold rings. A gold belt that curves down in front and has a loose black short skirt attached, and thigh-high boots, of course, banded at the top with gold, and with white soles. There's also a longsword pegged to the wall in the same color scheme, black and gold with white accents.\n\n"That has got to be some sort of magical girl knight outfit," Jane declares, grinning. "A really kinda baller one."\n\n"I guess. Who the heck would just leave it here, though?" You glance around. "I mean, it would make a good hiding spot, but I don't think anyone's coming here just to put this on, there's no footprints or any sign this place gets used."\n\n"I thiiink we can assume that the kindest possible explanation is that they retired," Jane suggests, raising a finger and flitting it a bit to one side. "But you're right, I don't think anyone's coming back for this."\n\n"... You wanna try it on, don't you?" you ask with a snort.\n\nJane definitely does look interested... then she smirks and nudges you. "Maybe <i>you</i> should try it on."\n\n"Wha?! Me?! But like you said, it's a magical <i>girl</i> outfit!" you splutter.\n\n"Who says that just because we got a legendary magical girl item drop that it has to be the <i>girl</i> who wears it?" Jane replies in a teasing tone, poking your chest. "C'mon, be a man, put on the skirt."\n\n<hr>\n[[No you do it!|QOSis]]\n\n[[... Fine.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Let's just... leave it alone.|QOSis]]

Healers are always in demand for parties, right? Besides, if you team up with Maya, you're sure that she'll have frontline characters that would find it valuable. Besides it means staying in the back and concentrating on watching everyone's HP levels rather than learning some particularly intricate attack pattern like some MMO bosses seem to require. Your decision made, you reach out and tap that option.\n\nYou blink as the window moves around and tilts, turning into a mirror that shows you standing there in the ridiculously tight VR suit, making you blush. Then you gasp and blush even more as the suit suddenly tightens further, pressing directly against your skin everywhere, sucking against you so tight that your shaft and balls are clearly outlined, and you can feel it pressing against your pucker in back. What the heck?!\n\nThen you gasp loudly as it the pressure of the suit's suction increases right on your front, and you can feel your cock being pressed harder and harder against you. Weirdly it doesn't hurt at all, in fact it just feels like a sort of vague pressure, even as it's pressed smaller and smaller, until your crotch has become completely flat. Your eyes widen as the suit hugs tighter lower down, pressing the area between your legs into a rounder bulge, which then gains a cleft in it, displaying full, fat pussylips and even the slight bulge of a bump towards the top.\n\nOf course you're rather distracted from that as the rest of the suit, rather than growing tighter, fills back out, with a strange bulgy, squishy sensation like it's being filled with something that again doesn't feel bad or even quite good, just a bit strange. You watch as your legs thicken and grow longer, taking on luscious, feminine curves, even as your hips and ass do the same, rounding out, hips growing wider and butt getting bigger and more full, your belly pooching out just a bit but in a still soft and feminine shape. The suit does get tighter in a few places, though, squeezing your waist smaller and your shoulders down a bit more.\n\nBut the most obvious area of expansion is your chest. Though it had remained normal and flat for several moments as the rest of the suit filled in, it soon begins to swell and push outward. While at first it starts as a pair of perky little roundures, soon they grow heavier and take on a bit of sag, the slightly wobbly motion of them growing larger reminding you of nothing so much as a water balloon being filled at a faucet... in fact you can just almost hear the faint rushing of it and the low-grade slosh of doing so as the pair of shiny-clad breasts just keep getting bigger, and bigger, and-\n\nYou're honestly afraid that they're not going to stop, but they do finally, hanging heavily on your chest. Geez, they're each bigger than your head! Easy! Then suddenly the suit vanishes, and you're left gawking at your changed body. They're... they're real! With big, fat pink nipples! The same thing for the plump pussy between your legs, and all the other curvaceous, squeezable changes to your body!\n\n'It's only a game, it's only a game,' you remind yourself with a few deep breaths, trying not to notice how that makes your hefty tits wobble. Your hair is also growing out, getting longer and falling down your back, while your face shifts towards a more pretty, still slightly round feminine look. You blink and let out a squeak as a headband appears atop your head, simultaneously pushing some of your hair back and giving you Anime Bangs... it's a plain white arch with a pair of little yellow horns on it? Then you squeak again as a collar (or you guess a choker?) appears around your neck, a gold ring connected to the front of it. Another white band appears around your waist, with a pair of gold rings at either side of it in front, and a set of white bands shimmer into being connecting them to the collar, running across the front of your new massive mammaries. More long cloth flaps appear, one running down almost to your ankles in front and another of the same length behind, and another pair down over your hips that come to knee level. A waist-length drape with its own high collar appears capping your shoulders, and some pouches appear around the cloth belt, the draping and the bulk both helping distract from just how otherwise scantily-clad you are. Golden bands appear around your ankles and wrists, and... that seems to be it, as the mirror turns back into a screen reading 'Welcome to Rantoso!'\n\n"Er, wait!" you blurt, realizing your voice has a distinct 'shy oneesan' quality to it now, but it's too late. The strange chargen room is fading into a...\n\n... a crowded city square around a fountain.\n\nRed crawls all the way from beneath your choker up to your hairline and you give a little whimper at suddenly being around so many people, even if you suspect a lot of them are game NPCs. Ugh, almost no one is as scantily-clad as you are, either! A few are rather provocatively-dressed, but if it weren't for the drape covering a lot of your upper body, you'd definitely be the lewdest-costumed person out here! You're briefly distracted from your embarrassment by a sparkle in the air as a long silver staff appears and almost drops, prompting you to give an "AWA!" and reflexively struggle to catch it, your tits bobbling around before you yank it close (and between them). It's got two long things that look like gauzy, almost clear ribbons attached up near the head, which... is that a cow's head with an open mouth? Why does your staff look like a cow's head?\n\nYou're distracted again as another window pops open in front of you.\n\n<center>Welcome to Rantoso Online patch 1.339!\n\nWe're very glad to bring you this new game version under our company's new leadership! Be prepared for a vastly enhanced experience, or if you're joining us for the first time, welcome to our improved Rantoso!\n\nChanges include immersion optimizations for both VR and home PC players... no matter what platform you use, you should find your characters more responsive, and able to feel like you're really in the game!\n\nThe Rantoso setting has also been updated with our improved vision of the role of Princesses in a rich fantasy setting! Look forward to more vivid and interesting PvE and PvP experiences!\n\nThe full patch notes are available <u>here</u>.</center>\n\nHuh. Looks like you got here right as they've done some sort of big overhaul. Well, that would make sense, if it's been tweaked to allow for VR users like you. Everything really does seem so... real. Like, still stylized, and the colors seem way richer and more vibrant than real life would be, and there's a sort of... light, energetic quality to everything that's hard to define, but there's definitely a general sense of being in another world, er, a game. ... Well, anyway. No point reading the patch notes since you've never played this before and what's different doesn't mean much to you, you think as you tap the 'close' button.\n\nThe moment that window is closed, though, something else pops up towards the corner of your vision, though it sort of still hovers in place when you look more towards it. It's a typical quest tracker looking text, reading:\n\n'Prove you're ready to defend Rantoso!\n* Gather 10 healing herbs\n* Clean 3 watch beacons\n* Defeat 5 Goblins'\n\nAh, a standard starter quest to guide you through the basics of the game's busywork tasks and the combat. Uh... hm. You're a healer class, after all, not exactly made for combat. Maybe you should message Maya and see if she's online...?\n\nThough part of you feels <i>really</i> embarrassed at that idea. Not only that she would see you in this character model, but asking her for help before you even finish the very first quest? Maybe you should look for someone else, like a fellow newb or just a low-level group willing to run you through the starter quest chain in return for you sticking with them as a healer for a while? \n\nOr you could just do it yourself. Presumably you do have some sort of basic magical attack and physical attack that would allow you to handle a few basic entry-level monsters, even if you wound up also getting introduced to the death mechanic, right? Every MMO you've ever played has been built around you being able to solo the most basic quests, surely this one's not so different!\n\n<hr>\n[[Message Maya.|QORO]]\n\n[[Look for a group.|QORO]]\n\n[[Just do it yourself.|QORO3x2]]

"Of course you would," Lil coos as she moves a hand down to take one of yours. You're left confused but obediently following along as she draws you to her feet. "You're such a good boy like that. Let's see... ah, you'll do, come along," she says to one of the guys in the circle, smiling and brushing her fingertips along his chin to beckon him to follow along as she leads you back towards... your room?\n\nInstead of turning the light on proper she slides the dimmer around, bringing the lights on just enough to cast fairly heavy shadows over everything. She leaves you standing by the door as she closes it, then primly moves over to sit on the end of the bed, settling down with the guy beside her and smiling at you. Though you can still see her gorgeous, sweet, adorable face clearly, both his long bangs and the angle of his head serve to cast his entire face into shadow. "Now, Jamie darling, remove your clothes, please," she asks in a kind, reasonable tone.\n\nThat's... something you would never do, but she's asking so <i>nicely</i> and you'd never want to disappoint her. Your face feeling like it's on fire, you obediently pull off your shirt and then undo your pants, pushing them and your underwear down and stepping out of them. You rub your upper arm with one hand, glancing aside in embarrassment at the way your hard cock is jutting out in front of you, though your gaze is quickly drawn back to Lil as she makes a soft sound of approval, your heart fluttering pleasantly at that.\n\n"You're such a cute boy," Lil coos softly, making you shiver again. "Here, come over here, sweetie, come on," she adds, her tone not unlike calling a dog as she flicks her fingers in a beckoning motion. Still, you do want to please her, she's just so... great, so you try to ignore your embarrassment as you walk over, happiness shooting through you as she gently strokes a hand down your arm... and draws you down onto your knees. "Now, Jamie, would you do something for me? Something that would make me very happy?"\n\n"Y-yeah, of course," you rush to agree, nodding. This hot older girl who could have her pick of any of the guys at this party is paying attention to you, what <i>wouldn't</i> you do?\n\n"Good, that's wonderful, suuuch a good boy," Lil murmurs, smiling as she brushes her hand over your hair again... then brings it back and around, deftly undoing the fly of the man beside her, slipping it open and unbuttoning the silk boxers beneath, allowing his own much larger and even harder prick to spring free. "Jamie, would you suck this gentleman's cock... for me?"\n\n"I... I..." you stammer, staring at the twitching length practically in front of your nose. \n\n"Please, Jamie?" Lil coos. "It would make me really happy if you would!"\n\n... Well... if it will make her happy. After all, if you please Lil, maybe... maybe she'll be even nicer to you? You look up at her, then the shadowed face of the man above you, completely unable to tell what he thinks of this. But his cock is pretty unambiguous about what it wants, and Lil's clearly stated what she wants you to do to it. Shivering a little again, you nevertheless lean in and give it a small, testing lick, trying to process the taste without really processing that it's the taste of cock on your tongue.\n\n"Give it some kisses, darling, show you want to be nice to it," Lil urges kindly, stroking your hair again and sending shivers through you, the reinforcement making it far easier to obey as you start kissing at various points along the shaft. "There you go, it makes me so happy to see you treating his cock sweetly. Give his balls a kiss too, darling, don't ignore them," she says, her hand remaining resting on your head as you lower it, the silk of his boxers brushing against your cheeks as you plant another kiss on the soft skin there. "That's a good boy. Do some licking there now... roll your tongue around, that's right. Treat his balls like you were trying to make me feel good."\n\nI-is this some sort of test then?! Okay! With much more enthusiasm than before you start rolling your tongue around, doing your best to pleasure the anonymous man's balls for Lil's sake, hoping desperately to show her just how good you'd make her feel if you were allowed. The gentle caress of her fingertips over your hair make worshiping another guy's balls to get it completely worth it, even as your mouth becomes completely inundated with the taste of sweaty skin and your nose is full of the heady musk of his crotch. You're not sure how long you spend there, on your knees, sucking another man's balls at Lil's say-so, but eventually at the gentle urging of her fingers you start licking and kissing your way back up his shaft, before finally sliding the head of his prick into your mouth, starting to bob your head up and down, Lil's hand resting on your head not giving you even the slightest hint of pressure, letting you do it all on your own.\n\n"That's right, dear, take more and more of his cock in. Do it for me, hm? Suck that big, fat, straight cock and take it allll the way into your cute little straight boy throat, all for Lil, won't you?" she says softly, the warmth and adoration in her voice sending pleasant chills through you even as your throat bulges some around the prick you're taking into it. "It will make me soooo happy to see your lips kissing around the root of it. Go on, I know you can do it," she urges encouragingly, eyes glittering as she watches you struggle and gag quietly to get the shadowed man's cock any further down your throat... and then she actually moans softly as you finally deepthroat him completely, your lips rubbing against the base of his shaft. "Theeeere, see, I knew you could do it!"\n\nAt Lil's direction you bob your head up and down, sucking him deep and long and making sure you take his prick all the way down your throat again, and again, and again. And finally, at her soft, sweet request, you pull back and jerk him off all over your face, shuddering a little at the feel of the hot, thick splatters of another man's cum hitting your cheeks and lips, dribbling between them and onto your outstretched tongue.\n\n"There's a good boy. Thank you so much, Jamie, I really enjoyed that," Lil says brightly, putting her hands together. "You know what... why don't you go ahead and let him fuck you, too? I think I'd <i>really</i> like that, in fact I might be so happy I'd give you a kiss!"\n\n<hr>\n[[A kiss?! Absolutely!|QOBro]]\n\n[[Th-that's a little...|QOBro]]

"Let's decide on what to do tomorrow," you suggest. It seems the safest idea, or at least pushing any danger Kevin might get the two of you in back by at least twelve hours.\n\n"I've got this [[great idea to make money|QOKevSchemeStart]]," Kevin immediately says. Grinning, he reaches over under his bed and hauls out a pair of slightly mismatched Scout uniforms. "I was digging around in some of my brother's old stuff and found these. We put 'em on and go around selling candy bars for a huge markup for some cause we made up!"\n\nYou shake your head a bit. You're pretty sure Kevin gets an allowance bigger than some adults' paychecks, but he's still obsessed with get-rich-quick schemes. Maybe he just thinks they're fun or something. "Sounds like we could get in trouble."\n\n"Well what's your idea, then?"\n\nStruggling to think of something, you try to coolly offer, "We could [[go to the pool|QOKevPlaceholder]]."\n\n"Ah man, that's lame. We've got a pool here, why go to the public one? It'd be better to [[go to the lake|QOKevPlaceholder]]!"\n\n"How's that better?" you ask, frowning.\n\n"Duh, the lake's a lot more fun. Tons of kids our age and older will be there... that means girls in bikinis, man!"\n\nYou have to admit, that is a compelling argument, though it makes your social anxiety twinge a bit. "I dunno, maybe we should just [[hang out here|QOKevPlaceholder]]. Or go [[exploring in the woods|QOKevWoodsStart]]."\n\n"Man, the idea is to <i>not</i> waste our time! I mean... I guess there's stuff to do here," says the kid with more stuff to do than a stick can be shaken at at any one time. "But I'm pretty sure we've 'explored' the woods behind the house to death. Though I guess we could always try to go a bit deeper or something. Man, I dunno," he huffs, flopping out on his back. "We could at least [[go downtown|QOKevDT1x1]]. But I'm tired of thinking about it, you pick."\n\nThat gives you pause. Kev's as good as his word, so if you pick something he'll commit to doing it... but he's also fair. That means that if you choose something he proposed, he'll remember it later and probably pick something you'd like for the day after. So picking something he wants to do will earn you some good friend points... but the chance for getting in trouble or getting embarrassed (or at the least having to rely heavily on him) will be pretty high. What to do...?

You should talk to Lil. Lil seemed really nice. And hot. She was nice and hot. Also nicely hot. Yeah.\n\nYou wander over towards the front area of the apartment, and soon enough find her... 'holding court' is the term that seems to apply best. She's sitting on a long low table, one leg folded over the other, looking cheerful and relaxed as a good handful of men surround her, obviously trying to get her attention with their conversation, their faces lighting up with slightly smug grins whenever she turns her smile to them and replies. You make your way over, finding yourself slotting into the circle without trying too hard, albeit not really joining in the conversation, your somewhat addled brain having stalled out on your original intent when you came over.\n\n"Hm? Oh, if it isn't Jamie," Lil suddenly says, voice just as calm and gently cheerful as ever as she spots you. She sets down her drink and leans forward, snagging your wrist and pulling you past the circle and a bit closer to her. You grin sheepishly at her, and do your best not to shrink under the annoyed gazes of the boys that had been dancing attention on her before. "Hello there. Everyone, this is Will's little brother Jamie." At the somewhat muttered acknowledgements, with a few of them trying for more genial greetings, she continues, "Oh, you've been having a little to drink, have you?"\n\n"Ah... yeah," you admit, glancing down at the bottle in your hand.\n\n"Well, it's alright for everyone to indulge sometimes," she says easily, lightly brushing her hands over your shoulders and making you shiver a bit. "As long as you're having fun, hm?"\n\n"Y-yeah," you agree with a quick nod.\n\n"Are you having fun at the party? No?" she prompts at your hesitation, before she tsks softly at your slow shake of the head. "Poor dear, you're really not a 'party person', are you? Here, come sit with me," she urges, patting the table beside her.\n\nTrying to ignore the glares of the others that range from 'subtle' to 'near death beam', you nervously settle yourself down on the flat wood. You blush brightly as Lil slips a hand around your shoulders and tugs you in against her side, your shoulder nudging up against your chest lightly. You actually feel one of her breasts compress a little, and again get the sense that they're much bigger than she's letting on with her current clothes. The smell of her... cinnamon, vanilla, and something flowery you can't place... wraps around your head, making you almost as fuzzy as the beer as she gently rubs your shoulder, somehow simultaneously relaxing you and working you up with just that light slide of her fingertips over your skin through the layer of cloth.\n\n"You're a quiet boy, aren't you, Jamie?" she says with gentle sympathy, still smiling at you but a bit of a sad look on her face as she looks over at you.\n\n"I... y-yeah, I guess."\n\n"Have trouble talking to people, don't you?"\n\n"Yeah," you admit, finding it easier this time as you actually look into her eyes through her glasses. You find yourself almost locked there as she reaches up and slips said glasses off, setting them aside as she smiles more brightly at you and moves her hand up to stroke your hair a bit instead.\n\n"But you're not having trouble talking to me now, are you?"\n\n"No," you allow, actually feeling yourself relax even more as you look into those bright brown eyes, feeling safe and secure, and no longer caring about the ring of older boys around you annoyed that you've stolen the attention of the beauty sitting next to you.\n\n"That's right, I'm very easy to talk to, everyone says it." She turns her hand and gives your nose a soft tap with one fingertip, giggling softly. "It's why people like me so much. You like me too, don't you?"\n\n"Uh-huh," you agree a bit dreamily.\n\n"And I bet you'd do anything for me, wouldn't you?" she coos, leaning in a bit closer to your face, her hand sliding down to cup your chin and tilting your head.\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes, absolutely.|QOBro7x2]]\n\n[[Well, not ANYthing.|QOBro10x1]]

"No, uh, I'm fine," you answer nervously, glancing at her.\n\n"Yuh-huh," she replies in an obviously doubtful tone. But after a moment she shrugs and goes back to the magazine she was reading, flipping a page and apparently losing all further concern with you or the rest of your family.\n\nEventually your mother returns, smiling cheerfully and with several (fairly large) boxes tucked into the crook of one arm, while Jane trails a bit behind her, eyes down and face red, a somewhat smaller box in one hand. "They had a horse dildo that <i>squirts</i>!" your mother announces in a delighted tone and not at all a quiet voice, which is almost enough to make you spittake even though you're not drinking anything. "And I decided to try a few other animals too, they looked interesting!"\n\n"... Great," you murmur, squirming in place and glancing around, and trying to ignore that your cock has been gradually stiffening up and now seems to have become fully hard, your arousal at this weird, lewd situation having started to overcome your embarrassment and better reason.\n\n"Oh? You didn't find anything, dear?" your mother asks, noticing your empty hands.\n\n"Uh, well, I-"\n\n"Were you looking at anything at all?" your mother asks, turning a bit to where your head happened to be turned. She locks on to something fairly quickly, and you realize she thinks you were looking at the-\n\n<hr>\n[[-lingerie.|QOSis]]\n\n[[-masturbators.|QOSis]]\n\n[[-strapons.|QOSis]]\n\n[[-dildos.|QOSis]]\n\n[[-porn.|QOSis]]\n\n[[-video equipment.|QOSis]]

You stare at Sandra's reflection for several long minutes, then take a deep breath and close her eyelids. You affirm your decision to yourself, and it's almost like something inside you lets go, or slips away as you do it. After a moment you open your eyes and look at your reflection, then give a firm nod. You've made your choice. \n\nYou turn and make your way back out of the bathroom and through the restaurant entrance area, heading outside. You spot the clean white car that you were driven to the mall in earlier, and spot Kevin standing a bit down the sidewalk. You give him a tired smile, then head forward, the chauffeur opening the back door for you. "Home, miss?"\n\n"No, back to the mall, first," you reply quietly. "I forgot something there."\n\nWhen you arrive back at the mall, you stop in at the perpetually-on-clearance store and buy a cheap tote bag before heading back to the storage place... the purse you brought might still be in the donation bin, but just because you've decided to become Sandra doesn't mean you have to pick up her old habits, like grabbing things back that were already donated. You snag back everything you put in the storage locker earlier, including the envelope of money (and including your panties, which you blushingly step back into and tug up into place) then head back to the bank kiosk, redepositing the cash with the help of a very relieved-looking manager. Then it's back to the car, and off... home.\n\nYou stare a bit at the large, opulent-looking house as the car pulls up the drive. You live here now... the thought is at once both intimidating and natural. You guess you'll have to get used to that feeling... or maybe the natural-ness will grow over time? Well, you suppose it will, one way or the other... either Sandra's memories will become more like yours over time, or you'll just get used to things. You hop out of the car and give the chauffeur a smile, which again seems to fluster (or maybe just confuse) him, before heading up the steps and inside.\n\nOf course, you suppose things couldn't go <i>entirely</i> smoothly. Sandra's... your... father is standing in the entryway, arms folded over his broad chest. He's a big bear... or maybe wolf... of a man, still muscular and toned despite being of middle age, dressed in an immaculately sharp suit, greying hair cropped short, salt and pepper beard similarly perfectly groomed. His piercing blue eyes fix on you. "Young lady, just what have you been up to today?" he almost growls, making you wince a little. He's normally an extremely permissive parent... probably too much... but it seems your antics today while living it up in what you thought were a temporary position managed to push a line. "Not only did I get an alert that you'd withdrawn thousands of dollars from your savings, an hour ago I got a call that you apparently publicly humiliated Mitch while you were out with some other boy. Explain yourself."\n\n<hr>\n[[Answer like Jamie.|QOSandra]]\n\n[[Answer like Sandra.|QOSandra]]\n\n[[Try for both.|QOSandra1x2]]

"I, uh... I think I'd probably be the one who... y'know... lets you handle any decision-making, and..." You trail off a little at her expectant look, then just sort of murmur, "I think you should be in charge."\n\nHer eyes sparkle with delight as she coos, "Oo, yes, I definitely agree. Don't worry, I'm going to take suuuuuch good care of you," she murmurs, her soft, warm hands rubbing along your jaw and the sides of your neck as you squirm, half embarrassed and half happy. "But let's be just a tad more specific, hm?" she adds, tapping her cheek as she draws her hands back.\n\n"Um, how do you mean?"\n\n"Pick a word to describe what you are to me," Kalli urges, eyes still glittering excitedly. "Just the first word that pops into your head, say it!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Servant!"|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Other half!"|QOKalli]]\n\n[["P-pet!"|QOKalli2x1]]\n\n[["... Girlfriend."|QOKalli1x4]]

<<if $amooyafirstfuckdelayed is true>>"I think... I'd like to try, um... y'know... letting you be... 'on top', if you know what I mean," you murmur, blushing brightly.\n\nAmooya's face lights up. "Really, Master? Oh, yay! I'm so glad!" Apparently she doesn't particularly care about being overeager, since she snags you by the hand and takes off running towards the bedroom, your clothing actually flying off and leaving a trail as she goes.\n\nYou're tossed onto the bed with an audible <i>pomf</i>, but you're pretty sure what you're going to do on it as Amooya near-instantly sheds her own clothing, climbing up onto the bed with you, that big black donkey dick of hers already stiff ands waying with her motions.<<else>>"Sure," you say after only the briefest of hesitation. <<if $suckedcock is true or $assfucked is true>>"Not like I haven't done it before," you add a bit wryly.<<endif>><<endif>>\n\nAmooya beams, leaning back on her hands and spreading her knees apart, letting her cock jut up in the air as if displaying it to you... well, rather, as if making it easier for you to get at it as well as those big, heavy black balls. ... Man they're so dark compared to the rest of her. Licking your lips nervously, you reach forward and wrap both hands around it, trying not to jump as it twitches hard in your fingers, Amooya moaning softly as you start to stroke.\n\nSlowly you lean forward and start rolling your tongue around the semi-flat tip of her cock. You blink a little at the taste of her pre as it coats your tongue. It's sort of like... really weak milk or something? Like 1%. Still, at least that's better than some alternatives, and lessens any concerns you have about pressing your mouth over the rounded swell at the tip and sucking a bit more of it out. "Ohhhh, oh Master," Amooya moans, shivering and stroking a hand over your head. "Your mouth feels soooo good!"\n\nThat makes you blush, but you also can't deny it gives you encouragement, and you put a bit more enthusiasm into rolling your tongue around. Bit by bit, you push your mouth forward, gradually working your lips further around that flared head, until finally it pops inside, bulging out your cheeks. You continue stroking the rest of her length as Amooya almost whimpers in delight, her fingers moving in an apparent echo of your earlier affection to her as they scratch behind one of your ears. Despite the situation you can't really deny it feels nice, and soon you're bobbing your head more enthusiastically, actually trying to take that big fat donkey dick down your throat, shuddering as it actually pushes inside and you can feel the flared head stretching you out.<<set $suckedcock to true>>\n\n"Ah! Ah, Master, your... your throat! Seeing my dick in your throat is too much, I'm gonna cum!" Amooya blurts, gently urging you back. With that you have to figure it's going to be a big one, so you pull back as quickly as you can, your lips puckering out briefly before you can get them off of her flared cockhead. None too soon as with a loud and very cute (if slightly donkey-ish) squeal, Amooya's hips jerk and her cock starts almost geysering with cum, a thick fountain of white that sprays all over your face and rains down on your shoulders and chest, leaving you shivering in surprise at the unexpected amount and something else at the feel of it all hot and slippery on your skin and dribbling all over you. "Aha... hahaha... s-sorry, Master," Amooya murmurs breathlessly as she gives your cum-covered countenance a sheepish grin. "It's been a long time since I had any actual real relief. ... Um, in fact, I'm still... kind of backed up..."\n\nOh. Well. In for a penny, in for a pound, you guess. Your face red under its light glaze of white, you move to copy the way she positioned herself for the first time... getting on all fours. You bite your lower lip as Amooya moves up behind you, her expression one of delight and anticipation as she presses her cockhead, liberally lubed with spit and cum, up against your <<if not $assfucked>>virgin <<endif>>pucker. <<if not $assfucked>>Your eyes roll and your teeth clench some at the sensation of being penetrated for the first time, especially by such a big, fat, and decidedly bestial prick. Your previously virgin ass already feels like it's being conditioned to becoming used as a fuckhole, and she's only pushed a few inches in!<<set $assfucked to true>><<set $fuckedbyamooya to true>><<set $fuckedbyfuta to true>><<else>>You let out an mmmmf as Amiya really starts pushing into your ass... she's <i>big</i>! And that fat donkey dick of hers is stretching you out, making you let out a rather lewd moan as your cock twitches underneath you.<<set $fuckedbyamooya to true>><<set $fuckedbyfuta to true>><<endif>> As she pushes deeper and deeper into you, you look down, and can actually see the outline of her cock sliding gradually up your belly. Both the sight and the feel of her hot and throbbing inside you make your cock twitch and sling a little line of pre onto the sheets.\n\n"Mmmf... Master... I'm gonna fuck you now," Amooya murmurs as she gets nearly hilted inside you, gripping hold of your waist. Before you can respond to that anyway, she does just that, thrusting in the last few inches hard and then starting to pound you, her hips slapping against your ass. Your eyes roll up in your head some and your tongue lolls out in a mixture of the sensation and the shock... Amooya's normally so sweet and gentle, you didn't expect her to fuck like a jackhammer! But she's just absolutely pounding your pucker, slamming that fat donkey dick into you, her heavy balls slapping against your much smaller ones. Even as she continues to call out "Master! Master!" you can't help but feel like you're turning into her subjugated little bitch, your smaller cock bouncing beneath you and soon starting to fire off ropes of cum onto the sheets below.\n\nEventually, Amooya lets out a long, particularly bovine moan and thrusts forward, stuffing the entire length of her shaft inside you, and you can feel it swell and throb inside you, her balls twitching against yours. Your eyes roll and your tongue lolls out again, this time your orgasm coming entirely from your ass, your body shaking with it. <<if $amooyafrustration is 0>>Your belly swells almost imperceptibly with her load, a barely noticeable blurring of the outline of her cock.<<endif>>\n\nAfter a few moments she pulls out, panting softly, leaving you to flop onto your back on the bed, sweaty and still smeared with cum. <<if $amooyafrustration is 0>>You can feel a bit of her cum trickling out of you as you lay there.<<endif>>\n\n<<set $amooyafrustration to 0>>"I feel so much better! Thank you, Master, I love you," Amooya chirps, leaning forward and pecking your cheek, giving you a smile.\n\n"Um, thanks, Amooya," you answer sheepishly, not sure if you should say that back. Apparently not doing so doesn't bother her, as she hops up.\n\n"Oh, but you can't go to sleep like this. You should shower while I change the sheets and get the room cleaned up."\n\nNodding tiredly, you get up and head into the bathroom to get cleaned up, moving in a bit of a daze. When you return, Amooya tucks you into bed, giving you an almost motherly kiss on the forehead as she does, and making you blush and squirm. Without really thinking about it, you close your eyes and settle in to sleep, immediately drifting off.\n\n<hr>\n[[The next day...|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]]

"No, I'm okay with it," you say after a moment. "I was just surprised, is all. I guess your tool belt kind of covers it up."\n\n"Eheh, sorry to 'spring it' on you, Master," Amooya says sheepishly, since her cock certainly is springy with how it waggles back and forth with her squirming. Still, she's quick to finish discarding her clothing, and settles on the floor in front of you, sliding her mouth over your stiff prick and smoothly swallowing it down without even the hint of a gag reflex. You shiver and let out a moan of your own as she starts bobbing her head, her tongue both strong and agile as it works across you. After a few moments of that she raises her head enough to slip off of it and then ducks down, starting to suck and lick at your sack, her eyes turned upward to look up at you adoringly. Your cock gives a twitch at that, and without really thinking about it you rest a hand between those perky almost rabbit-like ears and start rubbing her head... which makes her give out her own particularly sexual moan against your balls. Mmf... apparently affection is her kink?\n\nShe spends awhile alternating between those long, smooth strokes of deepthroating you and tongue-washing your balls, all of it looking up at you and wiggling happily or moaning sweetly when you do things like scratch her around the ears or pet her hair. Eventually she moves up, and you let out a loud gasp as she wraps those big tits of hers around your spit-slick shaft... actually, are they even bigger than they were before? You kind of think they are, though it's hard to think at all as she envelops you in their soft heat and starts working them over you, little spurts and squirts of milk coming from her thick, stiff nipples as she squeezes them around you. You can just almost hear the sloshing noise of the milk inside them, you think faintly as she works her tits around you, explaining why they seem bigger than before. Soon you're unable to hold back from thrusting up between them, moaning at the feeling of your cock being completely engulfed in those massive milky mammaries, until you shudder and let loose, spurts of thick white cum managing to fountain up out of Amooya's cleavage before pooling along the top of them.\n\n"Mmmm, Master's cum feels so good on me," she coos as she draws back, smiling and giving her now cum-smeared tits a little demonstrative shake, before she leans forward and kisses your equally cum-smeared dick on the tip, making it twitch. "And Master has a really wonderful cock!"\n\nPart of your brain insists she must just be being nice, considering how much... uh, <i>more</i>... her own is, but she sounds so sincere that it's really nice to hear anyway. You swallow a little as she stands up, a steady stream of clear pre now running from the tip of her cock down the flared head and along the underside of her shaft. But she instead slides past you and onto the bed, up on all fours so that her equine cock... but also those big, fat, milk-filled tits... are hanging visibly under her. It also shows off her very wet pussy and her pucker, which she beckons you to with a wiggle of her hips... both are pink, though her pussylips are definitely a bit thicker and more wrinkly than those of human girls you've seen in pictures, her asshole a bit thicker and more, well, sturdy if you had to put a word to it.\n\n... Nevertheless, you're definitely up for it, and you quickly move up onto the bed behind her. Biting your lower lip, you push your cock into her pussy, shivering at the feeling of that wetness... it's rather thick, just almost gooey, providing some extra drag around you as you slide inside, and making a lewd, wet slurping noise. You lean forward over her back and indulge yourself in reaching forward to squeeze and play with her tits, Amooya letting out a half pleasured, half relieved moan as that sends some squirts of milk spurting out onto the sheets. Those milk spurts only get heavier as you actually start thrusting into her, your slim hips impacting her round, full ass... and, you can't help but feel, your balls slapping against her much bigger ones. But her pussy's so <i>strong</i>, you realize, squeezing and working around you as you thrust even more firmly than the press of her tits did earlier. If you hadn't just cum a few minutes ago you probably wouldn't last more than a few thrusts!\n\nAs it is you have plenty of time to enjoy that hot, gripping, gooey pussy around you, and her tits overflowing your hands (both with the feel of warm, soft, yielding boobs squishing between your fingers, and her milk soaking all over them). Amooya turns her head at one point and without really thinking about it you lean forward, pressing your mouth to hers, the Doncow giving a rather bovine-like moan of joy as you kiss her, your tongues working together. Somewhere in the midst of the kiss you thrust forward and start spilling your load deep inside her, Amooya mooaning into your mouth as her tits gush out heavy spurts of milk.\n\n"Haaah... th-thanks, Amooya... that was great," you murmur, slowly pulling out of her and sitting back.\n\n"Of course, Master. It was <i>absolutely</i> my pleasure to," she chirps, sitting up and turning around as well... that big black donkey dick still hard and jutting out, oozing pre. She blushes a little as she notices you looking, bringing a hand up to brush a fingertip against her cheek. "Um, Master... do you think maybe you'd like to... um... g-give me a turn?"<<set $amooyafucked to true>><<set $fuckedwhileinvr to true>>\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckFirst3]]\n\n[[No.|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckDeny]]

"Are... are you okay?" you manage to whisper.\n\n"... He knocked me up," Maya answers in a happy, dreamy tone. The way she says it, it isn't like she just thinks he must have from the amount of cum he poured into her... it's like she <i>knows</i> the werewolf impregnated her. You shudder and cum in your pants at that, whimpering softly as you can feel the hot wetness spreading through your underwear as your cock twitches inside your jeans.\n\n"Oh," you croak out, once you've managed to gather your wits a little.\n\nSlowly, Maya gets to her feet, showing no signs of going towards her backpack to get her spare clothes. Instead she turns towards you, still with that fuck-addled look in her eyes, before she smiles. One of her hands reaches out and caresses along the line of your jaw. "You're gonna take responsibility though, right, Jamie?"\n\n"W-what?" you almost squeak.\n\n"I mean I know it was a werewolf that knocked me up... but you'll still take responsibility, right?" she says in a sensual coo that makes you shiver again, your still-sensitive cock rubbing up against your wet underwear as you squirm. "You'll marry me and take care of me, won't you?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You can't!|QOBook]]\n\n[[... yeah okay.|QOBook31x6]]

Seems like dogsitting would be better... you'd have some company, and Jack sounds way less uptight than Mr. Aubergine. You email him your application, and fairly soon hear back. There's a few calls, some discussion with your parents, and soon you're heading over to Jack's place carrying a bag. It's definitely a very nice house... one story, but sprawling over a fair bit of land. Jack turns out to be a fit, kind of good-looking guy in his late twenties, the sort of guy you figure you could probably never be even if you were given over to a squad of Russian athletic scientists. Standing at his side is Shep, who's not too surprisingly a German Shepherd, a fairly big one but at least he seems quite well-behaved, just standing there calmly at Jack's side wagging his tail. Jack shakes your hand (and thankfully doesn't crush it to try and establish dominance), and shows you inside the tasteful (but ridiculously masculine) furnished interior of the house.\n\n"Okay, Jamie, here's the deal. Check up on Shep at least once an hour while you're awake, he probably won't need anything but that's your job, so make sure to do it," Jack explains as he shows you around the house. "The schedule for his feedings is in the kitchen, make sure to follow it. I left some money in the kitchen for you to spend on food if you don't like what's here or just run out, if you wanna go hungry to spend it on video games that's your call. You can have one friend over at a time, no more than that. Other than that, as long as the house is in the exact same state it is now, I don't much care, but that means it needs to be both this intact and this <i>clean</i>, got me?"\n\n"Yessir," you murmur, trying to do your best not to stare at your feet since you know it would make you look dishonest more than shy. "Um, anything else...?"\n\n"Well, I meant to give Shep a bath last night but I wound up having to take a call and never got to it," he explains, glancing down at the dog, who gives a little 'boof' of acknowledgement as if realizing he were once again the subject of conversation. "So I need you to give him one today. There's a big metal tub out back I use for that, already filled from last night, you'll probably have to get in there with him to do a thorough job. Don't worry too much, he likes a bath so long as you're out there, but if you walk off and leave him he'll get out and run around. Anyway, I've gotta get going. List of numbers to call for various situations is in the kitchen under the feeding schedule, but barring emergencies I'll see you in a week." After kneeling to pet Shep and tell him goodbye and to be good, Jack hefts his large dufflebag like it weighed nothing and heads down the drive to his car.\n\nYou spend a few moments walking through the house yourself now, Shep falling into line behind you as apparent temporary master of the house. You start to unpack your bag in the little guest bedroom, but it feels weird to put your things in drawers that don't belong to you and so decide to just live out of the bag for the next week. Eventually you head out into the backyard, eyeing the large pool and hot tub. However, once the two of you are outside, Shep apparently gets rather excited and goes darting off towards the edge of the house, and leaps into a large metal bin with a splash. Huffing a little, you turn and hurry over, the wet dog wiggling a bit in excitement. Jack wasn't kidding when he said the pan was large... it's as big around as some of the smaller hot tubs you've seen, although obviously more shallow. There's a plastic box next to the wall that must contain all the dog-washing supplies.\n\nYou glance at the bin of cold water, then towards the house where you left your swimsuit. Then you look at Shep, who's staring back at you with dark, expectant eyes. Jack just said that if you leave Shep alone in the yard he'll get out of the tub and go racing around... you'll have a much, much dirtier dog to clean if you go inside to get your swimsuit and change. On the other hand, you obviously can't get in the tub wearing your clothes, so you'd have to strip down... in a virtual stranger's back yard, out in the open under the bright morning sky, with nothing but a... well, an admittedly nice high privacy fence all around and no two-story buildings in sight.\n\n<hr>\n[[Get in the tub.|QODS1x1]]\n\n[[Don't get in.|QODS]]

"Y-yeah... yeah, of course, Maya," you say, swallowing hard. "S-sure I will."\n\n"Mm, good." She smiles, brushing her thumb over your cheek... then stepping away and settling down to sit on one of the rocks, spreading her legs and showing off her messy, stretched cunt as she starts to lightly toy with her clit. "You can go on to bed. I'm gonna hope he comes back and rapes me some more," she says with a dreamy sigh, leaning her head back and moaning lowly.\n\n"... 'Kay," you murmur, tearing your eyes away from her and crawling into the tent, laying down in the sleeping bag to sprawl and remember the sight of Maya getting violated by a monster and loving every second of it.\n\nAlong the way back, Maya cheerfully informs you of the plan for how everything will go when you 'take responsibility' for her being pregnant. And it pretty much does go like that... in a few months when she confirms it and reveals the positive pregnancy test, hooo boy do you catch some shit. Not nearly as much as you might have, since it almost seems like your mom and Maya's are running at least some interference for you, but the amount of lectures and bitching-out you get is pretty intense. But it all goes down pretty much like Maya planned... you'll both continue to go to high school, with Maya's parents looking after the baby once it's born, until graduation. Then the two of you will get married, Maya will move into your house where your mom will help her, while you go to college and get a degree that will let your older brother Will hire you at his impending firm.\n\nYou really feel like you've lost control of your life, but then did you ever really have it?\n\nEven while you're feeling like you're floundering around, Maya just sort of takes it all in stride. It's like that werewolf fucked some sort of nigh-supernatural chill into her, and she just seems completely in control all the time. She never really seems bothered by anything, just telling you how it's going to be, and you meekly obeying her. It kind of seems like everyone else defers to her too... maybe that weird boundless confidence of hers just has that effect on people. It only seems to grow as her belly rounds out and her breasts fill as the pregnancy progresses... it's like she's become a queen. ... Or maybe an alpha wolf. She's definitely got a very sensual air to her, constantly using a sweet, seductive tone and gestures with you, while making no sign of actually trying to have sex before your wedding night. (The idea that you wouldn't "again" until then was used to partially appease both sets of parents.)\n\nEventually the baby is born... well, babies. It turns out to be twins, both of them pretty and adorable and resembling Maya almost entirely. Well, you guess at least they didn't come out with fur or tails or anything, and you have to admit you get pretty attached to them almost immediately. You'll be raising them as your father, so you do your best to put their actual conception out of your mind and really concentrate on your grades and doing everything you can to be a, well, a teen dad, and eventually a good regular one.\n\nGraduation rolls around, and the day after it is the wedding. By now most of the scandal has faded off of Maya's whole 'teen pregnant' thing so there's not a ton of whispering or rumormongering as the wedding goes down, with both families pretty much behaving themselves (or at least they know how to close the goddamn door, as the song insists they should have heard of). Maya looks absolutely gorgeous in her white wedding dress as she walks down the aisle, and all in all your heart swells and you're full of adoration and sincerity as you say your vows and 'I do', slipping the ring onto her finger.\n\nYour parents are going to watch little Kaya and Jacob during your honeymoon, although really it's just going to a nice-ish hotel in town for a week. Shortly after you've checked into the room, Maya sends you off for ice for the champagne bucket. When you return, you swallow hard at the sight of her wearing nothing but her bridal lingerie... lacy, see-through panties with a tiny string over the hips and up between her curvy asscheeks, a lace-frilled bra cupping her large, still milk-filled breasts, an elegant-looking garter belt clipped to her lace-topped stockings, her hands and arms sheathed in fingerless white satin bridal gloves. She's even re-donned her bridal veil and brushed it back over her long hair, and gives you a bright smile as you set down the ice bucket to stare. "Oh good, you're here, we were waiting for you."\n\nIt takes a second to process that before you say, "Um, 'we'?"\n\nAs if prompted, there's a clicking of canine nails on the floor and the jingling of tags. Your eyes widen a little as you see what could almost be a wolf pad into the room from around the corner. You're relatively certain it's not... probably some mixed-breed, but there's got to be a little wolf in there <i>somewhere</i> to judge by the yellow eyes and large size. There's faint hints of Husky fur patterns but they're all in dark browns and blacks.\n\n"Jamie, this is King," Maya coos as she pads over and sinks to one knee beside the dog, stroking a hand over his head repeatedly. "One of my friends brought him up while you were getting ice. I got him a few weeks ago, you didn't really have a chance to meet considering all the planning going on."\n\n"Oh. Uh... hi, King?" you say uncertainly, the wolfdog's ears giving a twitch as he continues to gaze intently at you. "So, um, King's going to... spend our honeymoon with us?"\n\nMaya blinks at you, staring for a moment... then bursts out laughing. "You didn't think I was going to fuck <i>you</i>, did you?!" she says amidst her laughter, pressing a hand over her mouth.\n\n"... What?" you whimper.\n\n"Oh, Jamie, there's no way human cock could ever satisfy me, let alone <i>yours</i>," Maya coos as she slides a hand underneath King, starting to gently but shamelessly rub and squeeze his sheath. You stare as that familiar-looking, if not quite as huge, red rocket starts sliding forth, Maya's eyes glittering as she continues. "I mean, I've fucked a few well-hung guys since then just to see but even they just can't do the job. King, though, he fucks me sooooo good," she murmurs, leaning forward to press a kiss to the dog's head between his ears, King starting to pant happily as she does. "Even better than the other dogs I've fucked since our engagement did!"\n\n"O-... oh," you whisper, uncertain what else to say.\n\n"So while I really appreciate that you're going to support me and take care of me and be my beard to the world, you'll never get to fuck me, okay?" Maya says in a sweet, affectionate, matter-of-fact tone. "Our marriage bed strictly belongs to me and King. And, well, whoever else I feel like bringing into it, but mostly me and King." She pauses, then frowns slightly. "But you need to stay loyal, okay? It'd be really embarrassing if anyone found out you were cheating on me, so that's off limits."\n\n"B-but... I..."\n\n"Oh don't feel bad, Jamie, I still love you! Y'know, platonically," she says breezily as she wraps her bridal-gloved hand around King's very large canine cock and starts stroking gently. "And just to show you how grateful I am for you taking responsibility, every so often you can watch King and I fuck. Like this week, since it's our honeymoon!" she adds, not clarifying whether she means hers and yours or hers and King's.\n\n<hr>\n[["... okay."|QOBook]]\n\n[["But... but I wanna fuck too!"|QOBook]]

"Wasn't the magical creatures thing, like, a Harry Potter book?" you prompt.\n\n"Oh yeah the one no one read but that they made like six movies out of that everyone saw," Maya answers breezily as she starts flipping the pages. "Hm... this is kind of dense but... there's a lot of numbers here. Let's seeee..." Maya fishes out her cell phone and starts tapping at it. "Lemme input the first batch of numbers and do an internet search, see if it comes up with like old timey map coordinates or something and-" She blinks as her phone chirps. "Uh... huh. That's kind of weird."\n\n"What? What'd it do?" you ask curiously, since generally searching doesn't make a notification sound.\n\n"It auto-added an event with a GPS marker to my calender and map," Maya answers, raising her eyebrows in a way that says she's far more interested than she is freaked out by that statement. She raises her phone and shows you the little red pointer on the map app. "'Werewolf sighting, 10:00 PM'. The date's tonight."\n\nYou swallow heavily. "Uh, Maya, that's like... super weird. How does a string of numbers in a search engine turn into... that?"\n\n"It's probably just some old type of map code that the search engine's programmed to recognize, you know how the devs love to put in weird little easter eggs," Maya replies easily, looking at the map again... then grinning. "We're totally gonna go. Hey, your brother left all his camping stuff at your house, right?"\n\nThat makes you grimace. "Mayaaaa..."\n\n"Don't 'Mayaaaa' me! This is something cool and fun to do!" she replies, eyes twinkling. "I mean c'mon, it's not like anything will really happen, we'll just go camping for a night. Your parents will probably be thrilled at you getting outside and touching lots and lots of grass."\n\nWhich makes you make a whole different face at her. "Jerk. But I hate camping."\n\n"Oh, c'mon, one night! Just for something to do!" Maya eyes you, then purses her lips. "I'm bored, so if you don't go with me, I'm just gonna go by myself."\n\nOof. That's... you don't like that. Partly because it feels like the werewolf sighting being nonsense or not, a bored Maya, camping equipment, the woods, and no one to talk sense just seems like a dangerous combination.\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree to go.|QOBook31x2]]\n\n[[Refuse to go.|QOBook]]

You try to call up your inventory, and find you can basically 'sense' as much as see a window that does pretty much whatever you want, allowing you to search for anything like a collar.\n\nYeah, looks like you have a good handful of things that would work. So let's see... you have some actual dog collars, and also some jewelry and stuff. Oh, right... you guess that might make a difference, huh? Even if not in the actual workings of the collar, but in how it's seen.\n\nLike, if you just want to make her your slave... ... and maybe dominate and humiliate her... then sure, a dog collar would be perfect. Hm, but what if you wanted to, say... marry her and take over her kingdom? People might think it's kind of weird if their princess is wearing a dog collar, so if you were gonna aim for that sort of stuff, maybe one of the classy golden chokers would be better.\n\n<hr>\n[[Dog collar.|QODK]]\n\n[[Golden choker.|QODK]]

That... really sounded like a genuine wolf howl in the distance. But not <i>too</i> distant. Maya'd probably insist it was a feral dog or something, but as far as you're concerned there's not much difference. A shudder of fear running down your spine, you turn and hurry back towards the camp. As you approach the clearing, you open your mouth to speak, then freeze with your mouth open, your eyes widening to match it.\n\nThere is an actual, real, for real werewolf in front of you. A towering, humanoid creature with digitigrade legs and long arms with big, powerful-looking hands, covered in dark fur, its head thoroughly canine in appearance, lips pulled back from sharp, glistening teeth. There's also the massive, pointed cock jutting from its crotch, red and glistening in the firelight, poking out of a thick sheath above heavy furry balls, each one bigger than your fist.\n\nOf course far worse than the fact that there's a very real, clearly very horny werewolf in your campsite is the fact that it's got Maya. One of those big, long-fingered hands is wrapped around her neck and holding her up in the air, Maya gripping onto its wrist with both hands to hold herself up as she kicks futilely in the air. Then she lets out a short shriek of shock (and you suck in a hard breath) as the wolf swipes with its other hand, completely shredding and yanking off her clothes. In an instant she goes from fully clothed to naked, even her boots falling to the ground in pieces, some of the scraps of cloth and leather falling into the previously dwindling fire, the increased light flickering across her bare body and the werewolf's lewd furry form.\n\nThe creature's intent is pretty obvious... what can you do?\n\n<hr>\n[[Try to save Maya!|QOBook]]\n\n[[Stand there and watch.|QOBook31x4]]

"Fiiiine," you say with a sigh, then jab a finger at her. "But only if my parents say 'yes' to letting me go, and you know how they can be. Letting me go camping on my own would already be a longshot, but if they hear I'd be alone in the woods with a girl there's no way in Hell they're gonna let me."\n\n"Mmmm. Just say you're going with me."\n\n"Whatever, it'll never happen in a million years."\n\n"There's no way we'd let you go!" your mother declares a few hours later, folding her arms over her chest. "Going camping on your own?! And with a teenage girl?! There's no way in Heck, not in a million years!"\n\n"I mean," you hedge, not particularly wanting to talk back, but also feeling like you have to now. You rub your upper arm and glance away, before adding lamely, "It's just Maya."\n\nInstantly your mother's expression turns sunny. "Oh, why didn't you say so? Of course you can go. Maya already has her license, doesn't she? She can drive, then, let's get the SUV loaded up with the camping gear!"\n\n... Wha? What just happened here? You're left desperately trying to comprehend this weird turnaround even as you load your brother's old camping gear into the back of the car. There's something mildly aggravating too about how Maya seems completely and totally unsurprised when she shows up and your mother practically throws the keys into her hand and hugs her, murmuring something that sounds like 'Good luck!'. Geez, why are all the women you know so weird?\n\nOn the drive to the country you can't help but sulk a little more. "I dunno that we'll see any werewolves but we're probably gonna get eaten by regular ones," you grump.\n\n"Oh c'mon Jamie there haven't been any wolves around here since the end of the nineteenth century or something," Maya scoffs. "We're just gonna go out to the woods, sit around the fire, maybe tell some spooky stories or something, and go home in the morning!"\n\n"... no one said there'd be spooky stories..."\n\n"Live a little, why don't you?" Maya replies in a rather exasperated tone.\n\nWell you guess you will live a little since currently it seems you're not being given any other options. You'd rather not, but here you are. Eventually you arrive at something that could generously be called an area to park in the general vicinity of Maya's mysterious GPS dot, and the two of you get out and load up with the camping gear to hike the remaining miles. You manfully resist the urge to complain about carrying so much stuff so far even though you really want to, especially since Maya's carrying less and has one hand free to watch her phone. You do take the opportunity, eventually, to gripe, "How do you still have reception out here anyway?"\n\n"I dunno... I've got no bars for calling but the GPS is still working," Maya says with a shrug. "Must have downloaded the map or something."\n\nYou're vaguely certain that GPS doesn't work like that but you don't know enough about how it does work to actually call bullshit so you decide to just keep your mouth closed. Eventually Maya announces you've arrived, and you have to admit it looks like a pretty decent camping spot. There's a clearing in the trees, some rocks that are perfect sitting height, and it even looks like maybe someone made a ring of rocks in the center to have a fire at some point. "I think you really just unlocked a GPS to someone else's old camping spot," you note as you finally drop the gear.\n\n"Probably!" Maya acknowledges cheerfully. Oh, right, that's basically what she's been saying all along. Sigh. \n\nBy the time you get everything set up (and with you trying very hard to ignore that there's only one tent and you have now placed two sleeping bags in it, mostly accomplished by reminding yourself it's only Maya), it's gotten dark and cooled down enough that Maya starts putting together a fire. Once it's going and the two of you have had some of Will's gourmet-level MREs you have to admit that it's actually a pretty decent way to spend a night. Y'know, as long as it's just one. You can't help but worry about your gacha game login streaks, after all. Maya does insist on telling several spooky stories, but since they're clearly just half-remembered creepypastas that you've already read too they don't make you <i>too</i> freaked out.\n\nEventually Maya gives a low 'hm'. "Firewood's getting low. Hey, go get some more."\n\n"Me?" you squeak. "It's dark!"\n\n"Yeah, in fact it's almost ten," Maya points out, lifting her phone and pointing at the clock. "So be a man, go get some wood, and get back before we're due for werewolves, huh?" she adds teasingly.\n\n"... Wouldn't wanna miss that," you grumble, but nevertheless get up and head off into the nearby woods. The 'be a man' bit got you, okay?\n\nThere's not immediately a lot of wood you can spot, at least nothing you can pick up. Which makes sense, Maya probably got all the close by stuff earlier. You do your best to make sure at least the light of the fire is visible as you wander along, picking up sticks (some that are barely more than twigs, honestly) and tucking them into one arm as you go along. "YoU nEeD tO tOuCh GrAsS," you mutter mockingly as you do in fact touch grass repeatedly picking up wood. "Can't believe there are people that actually <i>want</i> to spend their summer in the woods."\n\nThen you blink and lift your head, turning. What was that sound...?\n\n<hr>\n[[A wolf howl?|QOBook31x3]]\n\n[[Rustling from the bushes?|QOBook]]\n\n[[... Nah, nothing.|QOBook]]

"I'd like to take a look at the house upgrades, please."\n\n"Alright, here's what we've got," Hopita answers, showing you the list on her tablet.\n\n<hr>\n<<if not $paintbasecoatbought>>House Paint (Base Coat) - <<if $fd >= 99>>[[100 FD|FGWLeisBuyPaintBaseCoat]]<<else>>100 FD<<endif>><<endif>><<if $paintbasecoatbought>>[[Have the house painted.|FGWLeisHousePaintColorSelect]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if not $statuebasebought>>Statue Base - <<if $fd > 199>>[[200 FD|FGWLeisBuyStatueBase]]<<else>>200 FD<<endif>><<else>>[[Check out the selection of statues.|FGWLeisShopBuyStatue]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if not $lamppostsbought>>Lamp Posts - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyLampPosts]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>><<else>>You already bought the lamp posts.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $interior is "basic">>Refurbish Interior - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBasicRefurb]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>><<else>>You have already refurbished the interior of your farmhouse.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $bedroom is "base">>Refurbish Bedroom - <<if $fd >= 300>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBedroom]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>><<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better">>Upgrade bedroom - <<if $fd >= 1000>>[[1000 FD|FGWLeisBuyBestBedroom]]*<<else>>1000 FD<<endif>><<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better" or $bedroom is "best">><<if not $dvrbought>><br><br>Buy the DVR for your bedroom TV - <<if $fd >= 100>>[[100 FD|FGWLeisBuyDVR]]<<else>>100 FD.<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better" or $bedroom is "best">><<if not $wardrobebought>><br><br>Buy the wardrobe for your bedroom - <<if $fd >= 200>>[[200 FD|FGWLeisBuyWardrobe]]<<else>>200 FD<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>\n\nRefurbish Bathroom - <<if $fd >= 300>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBathroom]]*<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\nRefurbish Kitchen - <<if $fd >= 300>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterKitchen]]*<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\n<<if $basement is "empty">>Refurbish Basement - <<if $fd >= 300>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBasicBasement]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>><<else>>Watch this space for basement addons.<<endif>>\n\nUpgrade Monster Girl Barn (Current: Base, houses two monster girls) - <<if $fd >= 500>>[[500 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBarn]]*<<else>>500 FD<<endif>>\n\nBuy a basic pool - <<if $fd > 599>>[[600 FD|FGWLeisBuyBasicPool]]*<<else>>600 FD<<endif>><<if $askhopitacogami and not $chargestationbought and not $cogamisold>>\n\n<<if $interior is "basic">>You have to refurbish your house interior before you can buy the charging station for your Roboko.<<endif>><<if $interior is "better">>Roboko Charging Station - <<if $fd >= 500>>[[500 FD|BuyChargeStation2]]<<else>>500 FD<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>\n\n[[Nothing right now, you guess.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

The meekness of your old life probably isn't going to do here, and you don't want to turn to Sandra's abrasiveness and confrontational nature. What you need is Jamie's gentleness... and Sandra's ability to lie her ass off on a moment's notice.\n\n"I'm sorry to startle you, Daddy," you say after a moment, keeping your voice mostly even, but also obviously contrite. "The truth is, I was thinking about buying one of those cute little scooters... you don't need a license for them and they're really popular. But after I thought about it awhile, I decided it might be a little much... at least without talking to you first. I redeposited the money, you can check if you want."\n\nHe narrows his eyes at you, then slips his cell phone out of his pocket and taps at it a few times. After a second he nods slowly, then eyes you again. "And the incident with Mitch?"\n\n"I didn't humiliate Mitch, he humiliated himself," you answer, not needing to spin a lie this time, your tone growing more assertive. "He walked up to me while I was having dinner with a friend and made a scene. I decided I'd had enough and dumped him, and he grabbed me and started to drag me off. My friend and other people in the restaurant defended me." You hesitate, then add in a softer tone, "He treats me badly, Daddy."\n\nYou watch a thundercloud pass over your father's face, before he schools it back to impassivity. "Alright, then. I'll take care of that. As for the matter of your savings... I'm proud of you for thinking it through and deciding to talk to me first. We'll see about going to a dealership and picking one out soon."\n\n"Thank you, Daddy, but there's no hurry." You give him a smile, which seems to confuse him almost as much as it did the chauffeur, but decide to take the opportunity to make your escape before he asks about Kevin or the tote bag. You hurry up the stairs and back to your room, leaning on the closed door and letting out a relieved breath. Whew... crisis averted. You dump the contents of the tote into a chair, making a note to put everything back in place later, then head over to stand in front of the mirror, yet again taking in your reflection. Well... this is you now. You're a hot strawberry blonde with C-cups and more money than most people would know what to do with who's dating your hot best friend. ... Not a bad day, all in all.\n\nSince you never got around to it earlier, you decide to strip down and take a few moments to examine yourself in the mirror. Sandra's a little skinnier than Maya... though you guess she won't be if you keep pulling stunts like ordering one of every cookie at the shop. (Still, you could stand to gain a <i>few</i> pounds, you admit... more exercise, less diet, you decide after reviewing the body's previous tenant's habits mentally.) Still, nice hips, nice legs, smooth flat belly, and elegantly manicured fur at the front of her crotch... huh, it's darker, but it does match the drapes, as it were. You turn around to try and get a good look at her butt... very nice, though you admit you liked Maya's with its bit of extra padding more. Well, it's yours now, you suppose you can let it get a bit squishier if you want.\n\nYou shut off the lights and climb into bed, leaving the covers turned aside as you let your hands roam your new body. Your fingertips trace over your puffy strawberry-colored areolas, biting your lip lightly on a soft moan. You slide a hand down your belly and between your legs, stroking your fingers up and down along your moist slit. As you slip two fingers into yourself and start pumping, you can't help but picture Kevin above you, between your legs, pumping into you, his face close to yours, mouth closing on your own like it did in that kiss today. It takes you quite a while before you manage to get to sleep.\n\nIn the morning you get up and take a shower in an elaborately-lit, rainfall-style shower with built in speakers that's bigger than your bathroom in your old life and which the old Sandra always considered too small somehow. You can stretch your arms out and turn in a circle and not touch anything! Personally, you enjoy the hell out of it. After you dry off and apply some very light makeup (memories are convenient for that, though they're mostly of using a heavier hand), you pad naked into your walk-in closet. Most of the stuff in here is fancy and overly expensive... you may be Sandra now but the thought of walking around wearing a thousand dollars worth of clothes and jewelry at any given time makes you nervous. You find that the idea of wearing a skirt and such doesn't really bother you, but some of the thin or frilly blouses just aren't to your taste. You'll have to buy some more 'normal' things... which you should be able to get away with easily enough, the old Sandra apparently cycled through an entire wardrobe roughly every four months as it was. Heck, you could probably replace it all in one day with stuff like you used to wear and it wouldn't put a dent in what the previous tenant spent on clothes in a month.\n\nYou decide on something similar to what you wore yesterday... a fairly plain blue blouse, black pleated skirt, and blue thigh-highs, and as close as you currently have to a really plain set of underwear, white lace bra and panties. They are awfully pretty, anyway... and a bit comfier after you remove the pads. After you get dressed and put on some shoes, you head downstairs, settling down at the breakfast table. One of the maids comes up to ask what you want, and adds, "Any plans today, Miss?"\n\n"I think I'm just going to take it easy today, thank you."\n\nAnd so, you do, spending most of the day resting, adjusting a bit to being Sandra (and deleting some of the old one's more venomous work on social media, yikes), and maybe occasionally doing a quick bout of masturbating because your body is just amazing! You also get several texts from Kevin, which makes you happy, and several texts from your... or rather, the old Sandra's... friends, which... make you a bit worried. Or confused. Or... well, it's complicated. \n\nMost of the old Sandra's friends weren't exactly stellar people either, being that she hung out with them. However, you're fairly certain that a fair bit of that was the old Sandra's influence. They might be nice enough if you made the effort to turn them around! ... Or, if you're wrong, they could turn on you if they sense weakness. The way you see it, you've got three options... cut off all ties with them in a clean break, ease out of the relationships and let natural distance take care of things, or put in time and effort into altering these friendships to suit, well, the new you.\n\n<hr>\n[[Clean break.|QOSandra]]\n\n[[Gradual.|QOSandra]]\n\n[[Time and effort.|QOSandra1x3]]

"... Heya," you say, essentially too stunned to actually panic, raising one hand in greeting.\n\n"... Hi," Splayza answers, returning the gesture with one of her lower pair of hands.\n\nThen the ship rocks again, something long and metallic green shooting forward past the main windows, its front a broad almost disk with what you're guessing is a cockpit extension at the front and a long 'tail' behind it. The pilot whips her head around to track it, quickly throwing the ship into a dive that actually makes you tilt and wobble around in place, flailing your arms a bit, before coming up in a hard, shallow arc and following after the other ship, firing bright blue laser blasts from somewhere below.\n\n"A kid?! A <i>human</i> kid?!" Splayza blurts, even as she shoves the panel closed and rushes to one of the other consoles nearby, working frantically with all four hands. "How'd he get here?!"\n\n"We'll ask him later, if we're all still alive! Hey kid!" the pilot calls, glancing over her shoulder again for a fraction of a second. "If you don't wanna get blown up by the Sneks along with the rest of us, we're gonna need you to help out! Get down to the engine room and tell Kowsumi that the voidsonic resonator linkage is toast!"\n\n"Uh, r-right!" you stammer, turning around without really thinking and running back down the hallway. It's not all that long, and at the end the next door slides open, revealing a couple of more doors in a circle... and a hatch on the floor. You're guessing that's what she meant by "down" to the engine room? ... You also notice that it has an access panel with a slot clearly designed to fit the weird key you used to get here. Which means since it's a keyhole, it would probably work to get you home!\n\n<hr>\n[[Yup, time to get out of here!|QOKeys]]\n\n[[No, not yet.|QOKeys3x4]]

"Um, maybe in a few minutes?" You reply worriedly. "I think I better go see what's bothering Maya, she's seemed sort of weird all week."\n\n"Oh. Yeah, okay, that's understandable." It's probably just your imagination, but Morrigan actually seems a little disappointed. But she's breezy enough as she continues, "Hunt me down when you get back, I hope it's nothing big and Maya feels better."\n\n"Thanks." You hurry off in the direction Maya went, ducking around the corner and making your way through a few rooms, craning your neck trying to spot her in the crowd of mostly black-clad murmuring teenagers. Having no luck, you pause in front of the kitchen door and its hand-lettered 'Keep out, please' sign amidst the Halloween decorations. But since you doubt she went upstairs, you steel yourself and push through into the non-decorated room, immediately feeling foolish when Maya's not there. But you quickly spot the door to the back yard and hurry over, peeking out. There's a little garden sitting area, a nicely-sized pool glowing blue-green from its lights, and a fenced-off kennel area housing a drowsy-looking German Shepherd. (Boy he must be super laid-back, to not be barking with all the activity in the house.) You spot Maya sitting at the edge of the pool, her boots resting beside her, and hurriedly open the door.\n\nShe turns her head as the sound of the sliding door reaches her, then sighs a little. "Hey, Jamie," she acknowledges, sounding not terribly thrilled as you walk over. She's got her feet dangling in the pool, tights soaked and glossy up to the knee as she kicks lightly back and forth, causing little ripples. \n\n"Um... did I... do something wrong?" you ask after a moment, uncertain of what to do.\n\nMaya's quiet for a few seconds, before huffing back "Not really" in such an annoyed tone that it's clear she thinks you have, for whatever reason.\n\nThe desire to flee the potential conflict is strong, but it is Maya, after all... one of your few real friends and certainly your oldest one. Nervously, you settle down onto the slightly damp cement beside her, folding your legs. "Ah... what's up then?" you prompt, unable to think of anything more insightful.\n\n"..." Maya stares down at the surface of the water, at the slightly distorted image of her legs slowly kicking through it. When she finally answers, it's without looking up, and you don't quite see how it's an answer. "I've been trying to get you to come to parties like this for years, y'know. In fact I invite you to this party every year."\n\n"Well, yeah," you agree, squirming in place some. "But you also said that there'd be a ton of people here, and the last few years you even told me they'd probably be smoking pot, so..."\n\n"And none of that's changed, but here you are." She looks over at you, frowning. "In fact, I heard you had something to do with there even being pot here at all this year, what the hell's up with that?"\n\nShrinking in on yourself a little, you force a wan smile. "Er... it's a really long story. But, um, basically it was wiping out a favor someone owed me that I didn't really want owed me in the first place, and it turned out I could do Morrigan a favor, so..."\n\n"Yeah. I ask you to this party for years and you shoot me down because you don't want to be around a ton of people or pot. Then Morrigan asks you, and you not only show up promptly, you bring the pot." Her blue eyes narrow at you, and you're not sure if she actually looks angry or if it's just the skull facepaint making you think she does. "So, what, do you like her or something?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Um, uh, er, uh, um...|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[No?|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[... Maybe?|QOGothHW]]

You'll just leave it as it is. If you have a sexy dream tonight that's worthwhile, well... whether the journal works or not, you'll call it good. You set the pen aside and swing the book closed without really bothering to look at it again, just dropping it on the bedside table and then clambering under the covers. You're expecting to do some squirming and maybe feel the need to do, ah, some prepwork for a sexy dream, but instead you fall right asleep.\n<<set $random to either(1)>>\n<hr>\n<<if $random is 1>>[[And you dream...|QODJQBDream]]<<endif>>

You are, admittedly, already starting to think about it when Dasher and Dancer apparently decide to give you an extra little nudge.\n\n"The magic that keeps us from being detected works inside too, so you can get as loud as you like. Oh, and it will clean up after too, heheh."\n\n"And there's a special enchantment on us that we can't actually cause harm... it's called the 'I hate that fucking song' enchantment, Santa came up with it years ago... so anything you decide to do won't damage her. She'll just wake up in the morning thinking it was all a dream."\n\nWellllllllll... if it won't actually hurt her or traumatize her...\n\n(Okay you might be alright with it if it traumatized her a <i>little</i>.)\n\nBefore you even quite realize you've made your decision, Dasher has unbuckled you from the harness and turned you towards the house, and Dancer has given you an "encouraging" slap on the ass that makes you yip and half-leap forward, your cock giving a wild wobble that makes the red light sway around all over the empty street, the other reindeer laughing again as you blush and head over.\n\nYou make your way towards the window where you sort of sensed the naughty girl in question, leaning in to peek... you can't see very much since the windowpanes are, as the song says, frosted and therefore only semi-translucent, but you can definitely make out that it's a bedroom and there's someone in bed. Alright, but how do you get in...?\n\nAlmost as if just thinking it prompted it, you feel a sort of strange <i>pop</i>, the world seeming to dissolve into red glitter for a moment, and then come back as the interior of the room. You spend just a second sort of reeling at the sudden shift from outdoors to indoors, cold to pleasantly warm, and all the rest of it, looking around in a daze. One of the first things you see, obviously, is the bed with what's definitely the girl from the shop in it. She's sprawled in a rather ungainly position that's distinctly at odds with the very composed, put-together image she was projecting at work, even snoring and drooling a bit. Her hair is still in a ponytail, but the professional little black hairtie has been replaced by a puffy scrunchie that has what looks very much like Mane Six cutie marks on it. (You sort of wish you had your cell phone... this alone would make a decent revenge.) She's wearing a set of those trendy Calvin Klein sports-style bra and panties, the ones with the white straps under the chest and on the waistband and the rather scant/hugging black cloth. It certainly shows off a nice body... from the lean build and not a ton of tone you'd guess she's mostly a runner.\n\nYou tear your eyes off of her to look around the rest of the room, blushing a little at the invasion of privacy, let alone what you're contemplating. Your blush only gets worse as you notice several bottles of different lube on the nightstand, and what looks very much like the base of a dildo peeking out of the drawer. You turn a bit and notice that she's apparently not enough of a Modern Girl™ that she doesn't own a regular PC, and that she's even left it on and...\n\n... Wait, is that a furry art gallery site?\n\n... She's <i>logged in</i> on the furry art gallery site!\n\nIndignation flares at the realization that she was taunting you for supposedly being a furry because <i>she's a furry</i>! Why that snotty, bullying, hypocritical-!\n\nWithout another thought you whirl and stalk over to the bed, grabbing her under the arms and hauling her around so that her head drops over the side of the bed. Of course such a sudden yank startles her, and she wakes up to the sensation of you pinning her arms down at her sides and the sight of looking up at a reindeer boy with a massive, glowing hardon. Her jaw drops (or raises, considering its position), giving you the perfect opening (literally).\n\n"Merry Yiffmas," you growl down at her right before stuffing your dick down her throat.\n\nThat, of course, causes her to make some rather distressed noises, but they're all muffled by your cock... and admittedly it feels <i>really</i> good to feel her trying to yell and shriek around your dick, the way her throat squeezes and gulps and trembles. Her back arches, hips lifting and jerking, her body thrashing as you start thrusting hard, your furry balls immediately starting to slap against her face. You watch the bucking, writhing motions with both satisfaction and lust, and after a few moments haul her wrists up and press them to her stomach so that you can pin both with one hand... it's pretty gratifying to realize that even if you are still the same general size and build you were before getting reindeered, you seem to be a lot stronger. With your other hand free you're able to hook your thumb into the front of her bra on one side, shoving down so that her breast pops free, a decent handful in size as you find by cupping it and squeezing roughly, feeling her gulp and cry out around your cock again as you do.\n\nYou don't immediately bother freeing her other breast since you're enjoying yourself plenty with the one, kneading it ungently and occasionally pinching the nipple hard between your thumb and forefinger, tugging and twisting and enjoying all the noises it causes her to make around your pumping prick. Seeing her get her feet under her and lift her hips, shaking them rather lewdly as she struggles, you give in to the immediate urge to smack her right on her cotton-covered cunt, prompting a very <i>nice</i> muffled yowl that trembles and squeezes all around your shaft. Oh! There was a soft little squelching noise in the smack too! She's getting <i>turned on</i> by you raping her mouth!\n\n"You really <i>do</i> belong on the naughty list," you declare smugly as you press in deep and grind against her while giving her nipple another hard pinch, causing her to make an extremely amusing squeak of mingled pleasure and outrage around where your furry bit of a sheath is pressing against her lips. You resume thrusting again, making sure the stroke of your hips slaps your balls against her nose firmly each time, also rather amused by the slight strobe light effect caused by your glowing hardon disappearing between her lips. (Well, not <i>entirely</i> disappearing... you can see the muted red glow through the bulge in her throat.) \n\n"I think from now on whenever you think about teasing some boy smaller than you, you oughtta suck him off instead!" you urge her, giving full free rein to whatever lewd thought that crosses your mind as you keep force-fucking her face. "Maybe if you spend enough time on your knees blowing cute younger guys you'll get back on the nice list, huh?!"\n\nShe just gargles and quags loudly at that, but you like to imagine that she's agreeing most heartily. She should be working to get back on the nice list, after all~!\n\nYou can feel a bigger and bigger load of that 'special eggnog' brewing, especially as she mostly settles to the bed but her hips continue to buck and squirm, starting to fall into a rhythm of twitching upward that roughly matches your thrusts into her mouth. But deciding that rather than feeding it to her you'd rather put it somewhere else, you pull out from between her lips completely, leaving her gasping and panting and shivering as you slap your spit-dripping, brightly-glowing prick against her face a few times. Then you release her wrists but quickly snag her arms and flip her over onto her front, starting to haul her up onto all fours. Rather than struggling, you're preeeetty sure she helps you in rising to her hands and knees. She puts up no more than a token struggle and whimper as you pull aside the (thoroughly damp) crotch of those expensive, trendy panties and rub the luminous tip of your prick up and down between her dripping lips before pushing in.\n\nAs she's moaning loudly and wantonly, barely remembering to toss in a little "noooooo" that barely comes out from under her breath, you yank down the other side of her bra to free both breasts. You shake and work your hips as you sink into her, moving your thick red cock around inside her and making sure she can feel how big you are. You press fully into her, watching her body shake lightly in front of you and feeling her pussy squeezing and trembling around your length. Then you grab her ponytail with one fist and yank back on it good and hard, using your other hand to give her round, firm ass a good hard slap just before you start fucking her hard.\n\nYou certainly hope that secrecy magic is working because she starts making all sorts of loud, slutty noises, yowling and squealing as you slam her pussy, your hips striking that round butt hard each time, with the occasional firm corrective spank in between. Her tits bounce and jiggle rapidly under her from the speed of your fucking.\n\nWith a sudden wicked inspiration, you assure her, "Next time you get on the naughty list for teasing someone like you did, I'm gonna make sure your Christmas gift is an embarrassing furry tattoo! Like a nice big pastel pawprint right above your pussy on your tummy, where everyone can see whenever you show your midriff!" You deliver a particularly hard spank and another yank on her ponytail to assure her you're serious, giving a chuffing reindeer growl with it.\n\n"OH GOD!" she yowls in a mixture of mortification and arousal, her eyes rolling up and jaw clenching as she cums. You wonder if it was the threat of humiliation or your fucking that put her over the edge... probably both!\n\nOf course her pussy going absolutely crazy around you and gushing all over your balls pushes you to the edge as well, and with a loud growl of "Season's greetings, <i>bitch</i>!" you thrust forward hard and dump your load deep inside her, able to see her toes curling at the feel of it. Her clenched draw goes slack and droops open, tongue lolling out of her mouth as she twitches and shudders with the sensation of your particularly large, thick load seeping into her. It feels plenty good coming out of you, of course, leaving you slumping over her trembling a bit and panting, letting out a soft gasp every time your cock twitches inside her.\n\nEventually you pull out, giving her a little shove to topple her back onto her back where she winds up splayed out and panting, her eyes glazed and tongue still slumped out, bra pulled down to bare her tits and panties pulled aside to show her thoroughly-fucked, cum-dripping pussy. (Huh, does kinda look like eggnog.) Deciding to trust to what the other reindeer said about the magic cleaning up after you, you snag a hand towel that smells like she's already been masturbating on it and wipe yourself down, making sure you're dry before heading back out into the cold. Tossing it on her face as a final little farewell gesture, you trot back over to the window, sparkling your way through it.\n\nOf course as you trot back towards the sleigh (looks like Santa's not back yet so clearly whatever time-fudging it was worked), you get embarrassed for more than a few reasons. The first being, wow, where did all of that even come from?! (Well okay you know where it came from, teenage hormones and years of buried resentment, but still.) Second, you're rather worried you're going to get in trouble, if nothing else than because your cock has flagged to about half hardness and thus about half brightness.\n\nBut apparently no need to worry, because as Dasher is hooking you back up to the sleigh runner, Dancer leans forward, casually as anything pressing her tits against your back and wiggling them as she reaches around to stroke your cock with an expert twisting, pumping motion. In only a few strokes you're as fully hard and fully bright as ever, and she gives a little giggle and a warm snort in your ear. "Have fun?"\n\n"Ah... yeah," you reply sheepishly.\n\nSanta emerges soon after that, and presently you're off and running again. He makes several more stops, and then almost before he's even up the walk Dasher is unbuckling himself from the harness. At your curious look, he smirks and gives you a wink. "Got my own naughty lister to see to."\n\n"This boy's been writing to Dasher since he was little," Dancer explains. "And Dasher usually used to stop in to give him a hug and tell him how nice he'd been. Well, after magicing on something to wear, of course," she adds with another snort, Dasher turning and briefly sparkle-magicing something that looks an awful lot like red booty shorts onto himself, and then turning it into a very skimpy thong that hugs his cock and balls so thoroughly that it's somehow even lewder than him being naked. "But he was <i>very</i> naughty this year so Dasher's going to take the opportunity to... let's say... give him some coal in his stocking," she adds with a snicker. "After all, there's still a week until Christmas, maybe he'll turn it around~!"\n\n"Either way, gotta look after your longtimers," Dasher says with a smirk, winking at you. "You wanna watch?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Ah, no thanks...|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Well... why not?|QOFreya]]

Why not? Surely a high-end thing like this will be compatible with all the games that use the other popular VR setups like Vive or Oculus or whatever. Besides, it seems the thing most likely to be real and not just some weird gimmick to waste money on, you decide as you put in the order.\n\nYou're a little surprised when less than an hour later, the doorbell rings and shortly thereafter your mother calls, "Jamie, package for you!" 'They were serious about the delivery time?' you think as you head downstairs, retrieving the package that seems surprisingly light for containing an entire VR rig.\n\nWhen you get it upstairs and open it, you give a soft 'huh'. You were expecting, well... a big shiny box with graphics, and a kind of clunky helmet, some hand controllers, and probably some little cameras you'd have to figure out how to put in the corners of your room. This is... a bodysuit? And a surprisingly light headband and visor. ... Maybe it's a cheap gimmick after all, you think with a sigh as you take them out, finding the instruction manual... which is really just a little slip of shiny paper.\n\n'Congratulations on your purchase of a VDR! This revolutionary system will transport you into new dimensions of fun and excitement, which you can play in for as long as you like (or as long as is necessary)... don't worry, time will pass much slower in this dimension, so play as long as you like! While the VDR does require a wireless internet connection to establish a link to the game servers, it will afterwards use no data, so please feel free to enjoy the pre-installed programs as much as you like! More programs may become available over time for an additional charge.'\n\n... Seriously? They're going to claim that it really does somehow send you to another dimension where you can play as much as you want without much time passing in the real world? Pft. As if. You really doubt this thing even works at all!\n\n<hr>\n[[Shove the box in the corner and forget it.|QOVDR]]\n\n[[Try it out anyway.|QOVDR1x1]]

You glance a little guiltily towards the door, but you're still curious to learn more about Freya. So you settle down to sit on the end of the bed (whoa, nice mattress, this is one of those high-quality memory foam ones you think) and pick up the remote, quickly figuring out how to turn on the TV and soundbar (but lowering the volume to make sure you won't give yourself away), and accessing the input labeled 'Vidbox'.\n\nHm, definitely looks like a rigged-up interface... did Aunt Freya do this herself? If so she's a little more of a tech-head than you thought, even if she just followed instructions, your parents would be hopeless at setting something like this up. As you might expect there's app selections for a couple of the most major streaming services, but also some you've never heard of, which makes you tempted to take a look at those.\n\nYou also notice that there's a selection for 'Local files', which means she's got some of her own videos uploaded to it. Hm... just copies of movies and stuff? Or... well, actual personal videos? Either way, seems like a good way to learn more.\n\nWhat to take a look at?\n\n<hr>\n[["Serenitystream"|QOFreya]]\n\n[["DG Only"|QOFreya]]\n\n[["WorldDom Updates"|QOFreya]]\n\n[["SuperStream"|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Local files.|QOFreya2x3]]

For now you'll follow her for a bit and see what she does... maybe there will be a better opportunity! Or... something!\n\n"Oh you stupid beast, you're just like every other male, not listening to a word of sense!" the elf continues berating the horse. "The water is <i>right</i> over there if you'd just let me lead you to it!"\n\nThe horse's ears perk and its head lifts. The elf blinks. "Er... you know the word 'water'?" Another snort. "... Well fine then. Water. Over there. Let's go," she adds rather stiffly, taking the reins and walking on, the horse now rather obediently following her, making a few light clanks from all the stuff attached to its saddle.\n\nYou follow along as she does in fact make her way over to a fairly broad stream... nose-deep to you, you know by experience, probably about waist-deep for her. You watch as she leads the horse to the edge, waiting for it to drink with somewhat bad grace, before drawing its head back up and tying it to a nearby tree.\n\nThen she starts to strip.\n\nYour beady little black eyes bulge in your head as she peels off her gloves and drapes them over the horse's saddle, then reaches down to pull off her boots as well, doing the same. She undoes the belt of her shorts and then hooks her thumbs into both her panties and them, peeling them down and wiggling her hips around until she can get them far enough around her lush thighs to let them drop, picking them up and tucking them into one of the saddlebags. Bottomless, she reaches up to undo the clasp of her collar, the front straps of her top dropping away and baring her breasts completely, showing puffy, extremely pink nipples with the nub just barely standing up from the cap of the areola. She undoes another small clasp on the front of the strap, then tucks both parts of her top into the same saddlebag. Leaving the rest of her accessories in place (including the little leather strap around her right thigh), she turns and prances towards the water, both her tits and her ass jiggling a bit with every step. \n\nShe's... glorious. Not a single hair on her body below her perfect eyebrows. Not a single scar or blemish except for a tiny little black dot low down on the inner curve of one breast, as if whatever god crafted her had said 'Here, it's okay to look'. Boobs and butt both full and round and rather fat but still perfectly shaped and firm. She's...\n\n<hr>\n[[... going to bathe right in front of you!|QOGob1x4]]\n\n[[... left all her stuff vulnerable.|QOGob]]\n\n[[... away from her weapons now.|QOGob2x1]]

An idea begins to form. One that, the more you think it out and the more you consider the details, the more it turns you on. It's complex, but... but if it works, oh wow. You guess it's also risky, if the app doesn't work as thoroughly as it says, but... now that you've thought of it, you just have to try!\n\n"Okay, Maya," you say, starting slowly, taking a deep breath before making the plunge. "First of all, when you wake up, you'll remember everything... me showing you the app, you going into a trance, and me giving you commands. You won't forget any of that."\n\n"Yes, Master," she drones back.\n\nIt would be really bad if she randomly woke up right now, so you make yourself hurry on. "And even though you'll understand completely that I've brainwashed you, you won't mind at all." You hesitate just briefly before it occurs to you to add, "In fact, thinking about that will turn you on."\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\n"You'll obey all my orders and be completely devoted to me. I'll... I'll be your entire reason for living," you continue, feeling simultaneously embarrassed and even more turned on as you give such shamelessly self-indulgent orders. "You'll understand that I mind controlled you into feeling that way, but you won't do anything about it. ... P-plus, it'll feel really good! Um, like... whenever you think about how I've made you my loyal slave, it will feel... um, pleasurable."\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\n"Um, otherwise... you should still be you. Oh, and uh, obviously you'll understand not to tell anyone about the app or you being enslaved, because then they might take you away from me, and you'd hate that."\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\n"Okay. ... Um, yeah." You squirm in place for a few moments. Will this really work? What if only part of it does, and she remembers you hypnotizing her but not the whole 'loving loyal slave' bit? ... What if that bit <i>does</i> work. Before you wind up rethinking it you blurt out "I'll count to three and you'll wake up onetwothreewakeup!"\n\nMaya closes her eyes and inhales, her posture smoothly returning to normal. Then she opens her eyes and smiles at you. "Thank you, Master."\n\n"Ah... for what?" you ask, confused by the sudden gratitude.\n\n"For taking away my free will! It feels so good being your slave, it's the best, kind of like this constant background orgasm in my brain," she asserts, giving a little wiggle. "It's like that every time I think about how you've dominated me and made me yours, and it's pretty hard to stop thinking about that, considering."\n\n"Oh. Huh." Yeah, it definitely looks like it worked. Flummoxed at your own success, you finally say, "Um, it's okay to still just call me Jamie, though."\n\n"Okay, Jamie!" Maya chirps. She does seem a little more cheerful than usual, but you guess having a constant background braingasm would do that. \n\n"So... you're really completely devoted to me?" you ask, still a little uncertain.\n\n"Yup!"\n\n"You're... my slave?"\n\n"Mm, yeah," she replies, shivering a little and grinning wider.\n\n"... Go ahead and strip naked for me," you instruct her, tongue flicking over your lips once you've said it.\n\n"Sure!" Without hesitation, Maya snags her shirt and lifts, your eyes going wide as her boobs drop free and jiggle as she works it over her head. Since your command was for her to get naked rather than just 'strip' for you, which might have involved teasing, her next move is to just shove her jeans and panties down both at once and step out of them. In a matter of seconds she's standing there naked, her nipples stiff and the plump lips of her pussy obviously damp.\n\nWhoa. She's seriously into this. You just stare at Maya for a few moments, looking her up and down, watching her rather obviously preen in satisfaction at both getting to obey you and having you look at her. Of course you can't take it for too long before quickly stripping down yourself, tossing your clothes and sitting down on the edge of the bed, your achingly hard dick jutting upward as you spread your legs. "Um... use your mouth," you murmur, your voice low and a little raspy with anticipation. "And your hands."\n\n"Love to," Maya purrs, quickly sinking to her knees in front of you and leaning in. She moans softly with delight as she wraps a hand around your shaft, gently pumping it as she leans in and kisses at the base, her other hand stroking along your inner thigh. You gasp softly and lean your head back, shuddering as Maya starts kissing and licking at your cock, ducking down every so often to place her open mouth against your balls and swirl her tongue around. Man she is <i>really</i> good at this! It's like she's already spent time thinking of things she'd like to do to your dick, as ridiculous as that sounds. Still, with the way she's moaning lowly in pleasure every time she puts her mouth on you, with the way she's seeming to savor every long stroke of her tongue up your shaft and her kisses to the head and sucks on your balls are so eager and sincere, with the virtually reverant look in her eyes as she gazes up at you, it's almost more like she's kneeling in worship than just giving you a blowjob.\n\nOf course such an adoring, thorough job means you can't hold out for long, and soon you're moaning as you cum, thick spurts of white flitting through the air and dribbling down over her fingers. Maya shivers in what you think might be an actual orgasm as she places her lips tenderly over the tip and sucks, swallowing down each spurt as it comes and swirling her tongue to clean your head of the rest. Once she's done, she leans back and licks her fingers, grinning up at you adoringly. Between that look and the sight of her naked body, your cock doesn't flag a bit, and with a swallow you command, "Sit on my lap and ride me."\n\n"Ooo, cool!" she coos, quickly clambering up to straddle your lap. Leaning upward presses her tits to your face, and with a grin she shakes her shoulders to rub them against you. Mmfing softly, you reach around to grip her ass, squeezing and kneading with both hands, shivering a little as in the midst of it you can feel her reaching down to press the still cum-smeared tip of your cock between her dripping lower lips. From the way she moans and the feeling of her quivering and squeezing around you as she slides down, engulfing your cock in her eager, trembling cunt, you're fairly certain she was already cumming the moment your dick touched her. And from the way she starts bouncing quickly on top of you, her moans and gasps and cries only getting louder, her pussy furiously squeezing and milking at your prick, you're also fairly certain that she's <i>constantly</i> climaxing the entire time your cock is inside her. The very concept is driving you crazy with lust, and soon you've abandoned any thoughts other than working your hips to thrust up into her, your hands using her ass as a grip to haul her down on you and your face buried against her chest, licking and kissing at her jiggling tits in a near frenzy.\n\nYou're able to hold out quite a bit longer this time after the first... but still, with the feeling of her pussy just constantly going crazy with orgasms around your cock, gushing and soaking your balls with every slap down, it's quickly pulling you to the edge. It doesn't help that Maya's constantly gasping out stuff like "Oh Jamie, your cock's so good, I love being your brainwashed fuck slave so much, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" The part of your brain that's still actually thinking wonders if she's always going to be like this or if she's going to eventually get used to her state and calm down a little... you're not sure which you hope for. For now you just enjoy the feeling of her pussy going wild all around your cock, until you inevitably thrust upward and moan as you empty your balls inside her this time, shuddering as your cock twitches inside her quivering, squeezing sheath. Maya's eyes actually roll up in her head and her tongue lolls out, a brainless smile curling her lips as her whole body spasms with the intensity of her pleasure... holy crap, girls can do that in real life?! ... Well, maybe if they're programmed to worship and adore the guy they're with down to the core of their being.\n\nAfter that you have to take a bit of a break, flopping back onto the bed and panting, Maya quickly snuggling up beside you and stroking a hand adoringly over your chest. You kind of wish you had some muscles for her to rub, it's actually a little embarrassing that she's treating your scrawny little bod like you were a hot action star. 'I can't believe this worked,' you think dazedly. 'Maya's not only my sex slave, she knows I hypnotized her and she <i>loves</i> it! This program is pretty wild,' you think, stretching out an arm to retrieve your phone and pulling up the settings menu of the SpinJob app, finally taking a look at what else there is. Hm... it has settings for the trance it puts people into? The 'Blank Eyes', 'Relaxed Body', and 'Monotone Voice' options are checked... hm... let's uncheck 'Monotone Voice' and check the boxes for 'Aroused' and 'Happy', that kind of goes more with the results you got after programming Maya, which you like a <i>lot</i>.\n\nJust as you're considering what to have her do next, Maya gives a soft 'mm' and kisses your shoulder. "I hate to say it, but my mom is going to be home in a little while... if you don't want her catching you here and getting suspicious, we might wanna clean up right now."\n\n<hr>\n[[Yeah, good idea.|QOSJ5x2]]\n\n[[... What if...|QOSJ]]

<div style="border:1px solid #ccc;padding:5px 10px;">You have selected the &quot;Toys&quot; category, indicating you are either a small eager child or a sadly juvenile older person. AppAssure Industries is not here to judge, although judging may still occur as a side product of testing. Please do not be alarmed, judging will occur in three, two, one.\n\nJudging complete.\n\nNow, Testing Agent, please select one of the following toy items to be sent to you. Some items may have sub-selections. Please select those as well, if you are dense enough to require being told to do so.\n\n[[Animal-Themed Plush Toys To Be Named Later|QOHPT1x2]]</span> - AppAssure Industries apologizes for this working title, our marketing team is still attempting to finalize a theme and backstory to tie this set of stuffed toys together. While names have been decided for the individual toys, Legal apparently has concerns. Multiple concerns. Please fill out detailed reports of your cuddling experience with whichever of these huggable friends you choose to order.\n\n[[Reiputachi!|QOHPT2x1]]</span> - From AppAssure Industries&#39; Japanese branch comes these cuddly octopus-like friends, with articulated tentacles and reactive motion. We&#39;re fairly certain that they&#39;re meant to &quot;grow with your affection and return it with lots of hugs and other things&quot;, but the translation team has been missing since February. AppAssure apologizes, and asks that you please do your best to figure out how these work and let us know if you do.\n\n[[Let&#39;s Pretend!: Miniature Playsets|QOHPT4x1]]</span> - From AppAssure&#39;s Let&#39;s Pretend! line (exclamation points are proven to increase brand recognition by 5.72%) comes these playsets featuring numerous different settings. Though they may be scale models, we assure you they will be occupying large amounts of floorspace in your home for quite some time to come. AppAssure Industries guarantees that you will be surprised at just how easy it is to get into the feel of things and really take part in these highly detailed toys.\n\n[[Let&#39;s Pretend!: Dressup Chest|QOHPT3x1]]</span> - The Let&#39;s Pretend! line continues with this small chest that contains a surprising number of costumes in a wide array of adjustable sizes, insuring that parents are fully capable of joining in on the fun. In fact AppAssure Industries <em>guarantees</em> that you will have fun, since we&#39;ve thrown in a little Science to help you get into character. Because everything&#39;s always a little more fun with Science.\n\n[[Let&#39;s Pretend!: Oh No, Monsters!|QOHPT5x1]]</span> - Our finest pop psychologists assure us that one of the best ways to conquer your fear of something is to confront it. For children with such mundane fears as spiders, lizards, and the dark, it&#39;s easy for parents to traumatize their younglings until they learn to fake a lack of fear just like the Jones children next door, but what about you, with your horrible children afraid of such intangibles as monsters hiding in their room? Well, simmer in quiet resentment no longer, for AppAssure Industries has the solution. These delightfully horrifying playtime buddies will show your children there is nothing to fear when the lights go out... probably.</div>\n\n

You are Princess Primielle pon Dering of the elven city of Bahkeri, the first and so far only child of Princess Prissielle pon Dering and her consort Prince Dashelle cob Blair. (The king is a True High Elf and therefore sort of immortal so there are a lot of princes and princesses among the elves let's say that.)\n\nYou are currently twenty-four, which equates to about twelve in human years. (You'll reach full maturity around the age of fifty, and then depending on how much of the King's blood you inherited, remain pretty much young and spry for the next 500 or so years.) You are an absolutely gorgeous little elven child, having inherited your mother's looks of beauteous blonde hair (which you keep done up in a pair of long twintails, their ends curling a bit into spirals like your mother's does naturally), her gorgeous blue eyes, and her perfect long slender ears. (Of course, less remarked-upon is that you also inherited your father's ability to be a charmer, and are thus not a full-time brat like your mother was at your age... probably only about half the time.) \n\nYou are also probably a bit more active physically than either of them ever really were, which confounds and flusters both your parents and some of the staff. You like to run, and go exploring in the woods, and have even occasionally been caught (gasp!) climbing trees. Your mother has more than once huffingly called you "her little goblin", which you certainly hope is said with affection! But none of them have managed to stop you from doing it without resorting to something that might look suspiciously like discipline, so instead they've just had your dresses tailored to be a bit more durable and stain resistant than the average.\n\nAnd it's one of these, a charming little green number but with gold and pink accents (because no one must at any point ever doubt you're an elvish princess), that you're wearing as you go racing through the woods just outside of the central city, your cute little head aswirl with thoughts of maybe gathering up some firewood and building a campfire. (You're not sure what it is, you just <i>love</i> gathering firewood.)\n\n"Princess Prim!" your maid calls from behind you, with a slightly exasperated tone. "Please be careful, this area hasn't been tended at all, there are probably rocks!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh fine.|QOElf]]\n\n[[Oh please as if thEEK!|QOElf1x1]]

<div style="border:1px solid #ccc;padding:5px 10px;">You have indicated that you wish to be sent a cuddly wuddly widdle fwiendy-poo. <s>May Science have mercy on your soul.</s>\n\nWhile we are working on a wide variety of plush toys in different sizes, currently those available for home product testing are as follows:\n\n[[Woody the Wolf (Small)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Woody the Wolf (Large)||QOHPT]]\n\n[[Pokey the Pig (Small)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Stiffy the Skunk (Large)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Boner the Bear (Small)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Boner the Bear (Large)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Gun the Gecko (Large)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Joystick the Jaguar (Large)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Pussy the Cat (Small)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Pussy the Cat (Large)|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Small-size Assortment|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Large-size Assortment|QOHPT]]</div>

"Amooya actually really seems to enjoy doing all the work around here," you note after thinking it over for a bit. "So thank you for the offer, but I think for right now I'll pass."<<set $cecidismissed to true>>\n\n"Very well, understood sir." Cecilia sketches a quick bow forward, her breasts wobbling heavily with the motion. "Please accept my heartfelt good wishes on the success of your farm." And with that, she turns and walks out.\n\n... Huh. Well, she certainly took that well. You were starting to feel anxious, but she seemed... surprisingly mature and reasonable for a monster girl? Well, anyway, she seemed fine with it, so you guess she'll probably just go look for some other farm to work at. \n\nAnyway, time to start your day.\n\n<hr>\n[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]

Hm, Amooya said that she can't come with you to the adventure area, but you assume she can still come and pick stuff up. You raise your MonComm and dial her number, and at her greeting say, "Hey, Amooya, I found a statue out in the adventure area. Can you come pick it up?"\n\n"Sure, Master! Just tap the blue button on your MonComm to send me your location right now, and I'll come and get it. I should be able to have it in place by the time you get home."\n\n"Wow, fast."\n\n"I know all sorts of shortcuts," she declares in a proud tone before adding "See you soon, Master!" and hanging up.\n<<set $statuemounted to true>><<set $dragonstatuemounted to true>><<set $dragonstatueremoved to true>><<set $dragonstatueowned to true>><<set $eldritchstatuemounted to false>>\n<hr>\nHead back to the [[adventure area|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

You gasp loudly as you sit up, sweaty and trembling just a little with the aftershocks of the dream, sensation racing across your skin. Then you blush and look down, lifting the sheets, looking at the thoroughly mussed and gooey front of your sleeping pants. Greaaat. \n\n... Still, kinda worth it for that dream. That was... wow. That was amazing. ... Kind of cringe and embarrassing too, you never really thought of yourself as the sort of guy who dreams of singlehandedly winning the big game and achieving fame and worship for it, but you guess deep down it's there. And the results were... wow.\n\nYou get yourself a bit cleaned up, then curiously look at the dream journal. It looks just like it did the day before, the closed eye, the binding. You flip to the page you wrote the bit about the dream on, then blink. There's... writing. In fact, it's your handwriting, exactly matching the stuff at the top of the page.\n\n<i>Last night I dreamed that I won the big game for Deviville High and became the local champion. The cheerleaders all rewarded me with an orgy in the locker room. At the very end I fucked a cheerleader right out on the field, to the cheers and applause of the whole town. I felt like maybe I knew who she was, but maybe not.</i>\n\nThat's... well, that's exactly what you dreamed, yeah. Just that you don't remember writing it, is all. You stare at it for long moments, then flip the page. Which was completely blank before, just like the rest of the page below the header, but now it has the same 'Tonight's Dream' header as the previous page does.\n\n... Maybe... it really is magic?\n\n"Jamie! You need to be getting ready for school!" your mom calls from downstairs.\n\nYou jump a bit guiltily with the innate embarrassment and worry of a boy who's been thinking sexual things when he's reminded his mother exists, then scramble to take a shower, definitely still in need of one. In the process of getting dressed and getting ready and your mind right for the daily trial that is high school, you mostly manage to forget the dream... though you definitely get reminded when you're in the locker room before and after gym, and it takes a truly heroic effort of will to control your physical reactions and just be normal. You briefly get a little flustered when you see Maya briefly before heading home, but you're really not sure why.\n\n<hr>\n[[That night...|QODJRepeat]]

A snake woman seems a little scarier than some other options.<<if $junglamiascanned is true>> An extra-dommy snake girl, even moreso.<<endif>> But... you guess you should check it out. That is, after all, the game. \n\nYou head in the direction you saw branches moving, and for a few minutes you don't see anything... you're starting to think you've lost track of her completely when you hear, from behind you, "Ssalutationss, ssweetheart."\n\nYou jump in shock and whirl around, stumbling back a bit. That... is definitely a snake-woman. She's currently hanging partly upside-down, her snake lower half apparently partly coiled around a branch above. She's got her shoulders and head lifted to be about even with yours, leaving her large brown breasts hanging down like a pair of full, plump fruits, fully on display, her long black hair just barely hiding her nipples as it falls forward over her shoulders. You've also got a good view of her back, and the way it flows down and starts to assume the shape of a pair of round buttocks before fading into the dark-splotched scales of her pale tail.\n\n"Now now, no need to be jumpy," she says in a soothing, calm voice, resting one hand on her opposite upper arm, the other resting under her chin as if propping it up. "I jusst wanted to welcome you to the jungle. Ssuch a cute boy is ssomething we don't ssee very often around here."\n\n<<if $lbefucked is true>>"Ah... not everyone seems to feel that way," you note a bit absently, thinking back to what the elf you encountered earlier said.<<else>>"R-really?" you stammer, swallowing hard, unable to help feeling a little intimidated despite the comforting words."<<endif>>\n\n<<if $lbefucked is true>>"Oh <i>her</i>," the snake woman says with a brief, pretty laugh, pale eyes twinkling. "Well, not that I don't undersstand her tasstess, ssince mine are fairly ssimilar, but sshe's quite the little tssundere, issn't sshe? Meanwhile I'm more... flexsible."<<else>>"Mm-hmmmm," she practically coos, pale eyes twinkling as they briefly roam you up and down.<<endif>>\n\n"Uh, sso, I mean, so I'm just looking around really," you note, pointing over your shoulder randomly to indicate that you could just as easily be going now.\n\n"Oh but why be in ssuch a russh? If you want to look around, there'ss ssomething here you could look at," she coos, raising herself up and forward briefly, large breasts wobbling and naturally drawing your gaze right to them... right before she dips back down to lock gazes with you, swirls of color and patterns starting to play across her eyes. "Like right here! Look into my eyess~..."\n\nReally if you'd thought about it at all you'd have probably known to expect this, but by the time you think about it, it's too late. You can feel your eyes fix on hers, and all your worries and fears about her intentions just kind of... melt away into a gentle, pleasant haze. Your lips curl up into a dreamy smile as the rest of your body slumps forward, as if only held up by your pupils being even with hers. "Okay," you agree breezily.\n\n"There'ss a good mancub," she coos, reaching out to boop your nose gently with one fingertip. "Now, Momma wantss to have a look at you, sso go ahead and get thosse clothess off, hmmm?"\n\n"Okay," you repeat with that same dazed cheer. You do your best not to look away from her beautiful, wonderful, perfect eyes even as you peel your clothes off, and soon you're standing naked in front of her, your cock jutting out stiff and ready in front of you, already dribbling pre onto the forest floor, because your body knows that's what she wants.\n\n"Mmmm, not baaad, mancub," she coos further, slowly raising her upper body fully upright as she slides her lower body down out of the branches, her snake half slithering its way to the jungle floor. "Pretty cute, in fact. Here, let'ss get you allll wrapped up sso Momma can give you a nicse, tight cuddle," she adds, sliding around to one side of you and back around, her tail starting to draw close around your legs.\n\n"Okay," you reply dreamily as she curls herself around you, gradually drawing you off of her feet, your head swiveling as you do your best to track her head and hold her gaze. As she slides around your hips, you can feel your cock being engulfed in a warm, wet, squeezing tightness, almost as warm and pleasant as the sensation that's engulfed your mind. Soon your arms are bound to your sides and your whole body from the shoulders down is wrapped in her coils, her upper body angled so she can press her huge, soft tits in around your head, just the top of your head and your eyes peeking up out of the wonderfully smothering softness as she looks down at you.\n\n"Ssuch a good boy," she coos, giving her coils a firm squeeze around your entire body even as the hole wrapped around your cock squeezes it similarly tightly, obviously powerful internal muscles starting to work and milk you. She practically purrs as she strokes your hair with one hand, holding your head firmly between her tits with the other. "Ssuch a good little mancub. Doessn't it feel good? Jusst let thosse ssilly thoughts, all of them, fade away and get carried off by the ssound of my voicse. No thinking, no knowing, no moving, jusst Momma'ss coilss cuddling you up tight and Momma'ss pussssy on your cute little cock."\n\nYess, sshe'ss right, it'ss sso good to not think, to not be ssentient, to jusst be a good mancub for Momma and get cuddled. Jusst let Momma ssqueeze you in her coilss, wrapped up all warm and ssafe and herss to do with as she pleassess, jusst let Momma milk your cock, jusst be cuddled, no thinking, no thinking, jusst cumming, jusst cumming in Momma's pusssssssssyyyyyy...<<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $junglamiafuck to true>><<set $mgmilk += 2>><<set $snakeoil += 1>>\n\nWhen you come to, you're completely dazed... for a few moments you don't just not know where you are, you're pretty sure you don't know who or what you are. You slowly put your mind back together as you sit up, but you're still having a hard time recalling what happened. You're... pretty sure you had sex with the <<if $junglamiascanned is true>>Junglamia<<else>>snake girl<<endif>>, but... there's no details, just a long blurry feeling of pleasure and happiness that still somehow definitely feels weird. You glance around and notice that there's a few bottles of monster girl milk sitting nearby, but also a little test tube of something mostly clear. You pick it up and tuck it into your inventory, and after checking it find that you now have <<print $snakeoil>> 'snake oil'. ... 'Kay.\n\nA bit lightheaded, you get dressed and [[return to the adventure area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

<<set $energy to 3>>In the morning, you wake up in the <<if $bedroom is "base">>marginal<<endif>><<if $bedroom is $better>>decent<<endif>> bed<<if $amooyafucked>> with Amooya's mouth already wrapped around your cock. You blush and stare down at her as she bobs her head smoothly, her tongue rolling and her long ears bobbing in the air as she effortlessly deepthroats you over and over again. It doesn't take long before you let out a moan and spill your first load of the day into her mouth, her throat working in a visible swallow before she raises her head and gives you a sunny smile. "Good morning, Master!"<<else>>. There's a knock at the door, and Amooya strolls in and gives you a <<if not $amooyarejected>>sunny <<endif>>smile. "Good morning, Master!"<<endif>>\n\n"Morning, Amooya," you murmur, squirming a little.\n\n<<if $cropgrowing>>"I've got the stuff you planted yesterday all ready, Master!" she notes, turning towards the bedside table. <<if $oysterberrygrowing1 and not $oysterberrygrowing2 and not $oysterberrygrowing3>>She sets down an oysterberry. <<set $oberry += 1>><<endif>><<if $oysterberrygrowing1 and $oysterberrygrowing2 and not $oysterberrygrowing3>>She sets down two oysterberries. <<set $oberry += 2>><<endif>><<if $oysterberrygrowing1 and $oysterberrygrowing2 and $oysterberrygrowing3>>She sets down three oysterberries. <<set $oberry += 3>><<endif>><<endif>><<set $cropgrowing to false>><<set $oysterberrygrowing1 to false>><<set $oysterberrygrowing2 to false>><<set $oysterberrygrowing3 to false>><<if $girlseedplanted>><<set $cropsgrowing = 1>><<set $cropgrowing>><<else>><<set $cropsgrowing = 0>><<endif>><<if $paintbasecoatbought and $interior is "better" and not $cecihired and not $cecidismissed>>"Oh, Master, by the way, there's someone here to see you."\n\nYou blink. "See me? What about?"\n\n"Apparently she wants to ask for a job!" Amooya shrugs a bit, making her huge tits wobble. "A maid, apparently. I told her I'm pretty good at keeping the place clean... um, mostly," she adds sheepishly, apparently thinking of the farm's state when you first arrives. "But she insisted."\n\n"Huh. Well, okay, I'll talk to her."\n\n"I'll send her in then," Amooya says cheerfully, turning towards the door."\n\n"Wait!" you blurt. When Amooya blinks and turns around, you say, "... I need to get dressed."\n\n"Hm? Well, if you insist, Master, but I don't think she'd mind. But I'll tell her to wait in the living room instead."\n\n<hr>\n\nGo see this [[maid|FGWCeciApply]].<<else>>"Are you ready for breakfast?"\n\n"Yeah, thanks."\n\n<<if $cecicooks>>Cecilia is waiting in the kitchen... wearing nothing but her little apron, and giving you a bow and a greeting of "Good morning, sir." You stammer back a greeting, and try not to blush as she pulls out a chair for you at the table, then goes about cooking breakfast largely naked as if it was the most natural thing in the world. <<if $kitchen is "base">>She makes you some fantastically crispy bacon and really good scrambled eggs, and there's a biscuit too. ... The biscuit is almost good enough to distract you from the naked succubus in the kitchen on the first bite.<<endif>><<else>><<if $kitchen is "base">>Amooya makes you a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs and a bit of bacon. Considering the infamous Pokemon Problem, you decide not to ask about the origin of either.<<endif>><<endif>>\n\nAfter that, you guess you're ready to start your new day on the farm. <<if $hopitavisited is true>>You do a quick check of your MonComm. It says you have <<print $fd>> FD and <<print $energy>> stamina.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $spiderdoordiscovered>><<set $spidercount += 1>><<endif>><<if $cecihired is true>><<set $ceciemployday += 1>><<endif>>

Soon you can see orangeblossom honey-colored hair and bouncy brown boobs approaching. That's the Daymare, alright. \n\n<hr>\n[[Approach her normally.|DaymareFuck]]<<if $mgaabought is true>><br><br>[[Use an MGAA.|DaymareMGAA]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Go back.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

Specifically, four males and four females, guys on the left and girls on the right. All of them are fairly buff... not bulky, but clearly muscled even through their fur, the guys broad-shouldered and with cut muscles, the girls obviously strong of arm and powerful of thigh. All of them are wearing fairly similar outfits... meaning, not much at all. They have leather straps with jingle bells on the outside around their toned upper arms and thighs, and broader belts with a few bells around their waists and running up their shoulders, but the guys are otherwise unclad, their cocks dangling freely in the breeze... if any of them are shrinking from the cold, they must be truly enormous in warmth, because they all look at least as big as your own enhanced member, some bigger. The reindeer women are also wearing a sort of strappy getup around their chests connected to the shoulder straps, apparently as a form of support, though the harnesses still leave their large furry breasts out and presented, chocolate-brown nipples looking diamond-stiff in the cold winter air.\n\n"Well, glad you could join us, Rudy!" Santa declares cheerfully, waving one leather-mittened hand before gesturing to the front of the sleigh. "These practice runs are important, after all!"\n\nYou open your mouth (muzzle?) briefly to point out that you're Jamie, not... Rudy... but instead just close it and nod faintly, walking forward bashfully as the other reindeer all grin at you welcomingly... well, a couple of them kind of seem a bit more like they're leering. Not sure entirely what to do once you approach, you stop near the head of the team and glance at the others curiously.\n\nThe back pair of reindeer (would that be Donner and Blitzen?) seem to have unhooked themselves and gone to rummage in the back of Santa's sleigh before coming back up to you. Your eyes widen at the sight of leather straps in their hands, but you don't resist as they step in close and begin 'dressing' you like the rest of them, strapping the jingle bell belts around your arms and legs. Embarrassingly your cock begins to rise again, that glow returning, and there's not much you can do to hide it considering the guy of the pair (you're not sure if "Donner" or "Blitzen" would be the masculine name? or if it even matters to reindeer?) is busily strapping the wider belt around your waist and you couldn't bring your arms down to cover yourself if you wanted to.\n\nRather than chastising you for your reaction, though, the reindeer woman instead casually wraps her hand around your stiffening shaft, making you gasp with shock. Her fur is incredibly soft and very warm as she gently strokes you, encouraging your dick to grow stiffer... and brighter. She leans down to whisper in one of your ears in a sweet, rather husky voice, making said ear flick as she says, "You do need to light the way after all, cutie."\n\nStunned by all that for more than one reason, you sort of move on autopilot as they pull you around and fasten your belt to the front of the team's rigging before turning and going back. You jump a little as both reindeer behind you give your bare butt companionable pats in near-perfect sync.\n\n"Don't sweat it, new kid, it's just a practice run," the guy... that one, you feel pretty confidently, must be Dasher... says quietly.\n\n"Santa's no taskmaster... though he's not shy with the whip, either," Dancer adds teasingly.\n\n"Whip?!" you squeak.\n\nAlmost as if prompted, there's a loud cracking pop in the air, and you give a loud yelp at a stinging impact on your bare ass, just as Santa lets out a bellow of "YOOOOOOOOOO!" Even if the crack of the whip hadn't been enough to set you off, it's like the word hits some trigger deep in your reindeered brain and sets you off at a run, feeling the weight of the sleigh drag at your harness. Luckily you can sort of feel the rest of the team pulling as well, and almost instantly all of you are off, quickly dragging the sleigh down the wintery street, your brightly-glowing hardon bobbing and swaying ahead of you and indeed lighting the way, much to your embarrassment.\n\nOf course soon you lose sight of some of the embarrassment just because you're working so hard! You seem to have deeper reserves of energy than ever before, so you're not getting too tired, but it <i>is</i> a lot of work for sure. You sort of wind up concentrating on pulling (though you can definitely tell that the other eight are doing the majority of the work, which strikes a competitive part of your brain you'd never realized was there before and has you pulling and running even harder), without much attention to spare for being shocked at how strange this all is or embarrassed at running through the nighttime streets in nothing but a set of rather kinky jingle-bell straps.\n\nToo, any time you do feel yourself flagging or getting distracted or just not heeding the subtle urgings of the reins, there's that cracking pop of the whip and the stinging strike on your ass that makes you yelp and jump... and your cock twitch hard and flash brightly in the night, earning cheerful laughter from the rest of the reindeer and making your cheeks glow a bit themselves. You're pretty sure he's not even hitting you with the whip, just coming close enough to be surprising and sting a little bit for a few moments from the pop of the air, considering that it doesn't really <i>hurt</i>... you're not sure what to make of it that you're apparently a bit turned-on by it. (It doesn't help that every so often you'll hear the same crack-pop and it gets answered by a clearly aroused feminine squeal or masculine gasp.)\n\nSeveral times Santa calls out "WHOOOOA!" and brings the sleigh to a stop in front of this house or that, and he hops out of the sleigh and trots up the front walk to the door, only to disappear in a burst of particularly Christmassy gold sparkles. It's usually only a few minutes before he reappears already trotting the other way, looking pleased and swinging back into the sleigh, urging you back into motion with another call of "YOOOOOO!" (and sometimes another crack of the whip, apparently if he feels the light from your glowing hardon has flagged).\n\nThe first few times you're too busy catching your breath and still trying to process everything to do anything but slump there, and maybe squirm as Dasher and Dancer reach out to casually rub your back or thighs to ease building aches. But eventually you look over your shoulder and ask, rather breathlessly, "If this is... practice... why aren't we... flying?" You swallow hard, then ask uncertainly, "We do fly... right?"\n\nThey and the rest of the team that were close enough to hear you laugh at that, making you blush again. \n\n"Mm-hmmm, of course we usually fly," Dancer says, folding her strong arms under her large breasts and thus squeezing them up and together, making them look even bigger. (She smirks a bit as the glow of your cock ramps up a little, Dasher snickering a bit.) "But the full Christmas delivery is much, much longer, so the ground runs are important to build stamina. Flying is easier since the sleigh pulls a fair bit of its own weight then, but we still have to pull it some."\n\n"Plus Santa checks over some of the potential 'problem houses' when people aren't already on guard for a possible, well, Santa visit," Dasher adds breezily.\n\nYou can't ask anything else since just then Santa reemerges from the house, hopping back into sleigh and getting you started again... with another pop of the whip, making you squeal and drip a bit of pre into the snow. (The rest of the team, as expected, gives another good-natured-sounding laugh even as they all set themselves to pulling the sleigh again. (Apparently, like their boss, they're a jolly, cheerful bunch.)\n\nYou make another few stops, before Dasher suddenly leans forward, lowering his voice to speak as Santa disappears through the door. "Also Santa's visiting some of his <i>special</i> believers, if you know what I mean."\n\nYou blink blankly at him a few times... before you feel your cheeks heat. "S-seriously?"\n\n"Santa does have some very nice... and some very naughty... people on his list that he likes to visit every year," Dancer adds from the other side in a cooing tone, before snickering again. "Can't always do it <i>on</i> Christmas."\n\n"Bonus though is that sometimes weeee can visit certain people too," Dasher picks up again, tone smug now as he pats you on the shoulder and then points to the house across the street from where you're stopped. "Who do you think lives there?"\n\nYou look over, but the house isn't familiar to you at all, so you just glance over your shoulder at him and shrug cluelessly.\n\n"That's the house where the girl who works at the supplement shop lives," he explains as you blink in surprise. "You know, the one who teased you about 'Merry Yiffmas'?"\n\n"H-how do you know about-"\n\n"Well you are a new member of the team, Santa gave us permission to review your files. Technically you were a very nice boy for not being a Karen about her teasing you, y'know," Dancer points out with a soft giggle.\n\n"And she was a very naughty girl for teasing you," Dasher adds in a smug tone. "Soooo I'm thinking Santa picked this stop juuuust in case you wanted to stop in and give her some... season's greetings, hm? Little bit of your own special eggnog?"\n\n"We can do a bit of time-futzing too so don't worry about him wondering where you got to, even if he wasn't already subtly giving you the okay," Dancer says in the same smug tone.\n\n... Boy these two uh... they really operate on the same wavelength, huh? You wonder if they're a couple or siblings. (... Or if that's even mutually exclusive for reindeer people?) You glance over, somehow having a sense of the window where said naughty (and very hot) girl is sleeping. Could you...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Well she is on the naughty list...|QOFreya4x5]]\n\n[[No, no, you should stay on the nice list.|QOFreya5x1]]

Perhaps it's what your mother said about your previous inhibitions and holdbacks fading away as you came into your own. Or perhaps it's the fact that the single scariest person you've ever met now seems like putty in your hands. But the last of your restraint melts away, and after giving Tanya a long look, you tell her, "Strip, bitch."\n\n"W-what?!" she cries, though it really comes out more like a squeak, her face going red, but you notice that there is a distinct lack of killing you to follow. In fact, if anything, you can smell her arousal growing, practically taste her pussy getting wetter.\n\nYou move to sit down on the side of the bed, calmly removing your shirt and then undoing your pants, sliding them off. You can see Tanya's eyes glaze over as your cock springs free, the thick, throbbing shaft oozing out a bit of pre as you give it a single slow, deliberate stroke. "I said, get out of those clothes and get on your knees where you belong, slut," you tell her firmly, smiling as you do.\n\nTanya stares at you for a long moment, as if rallying every single bit of willpower she has in an effort to decide how to sufficiently punish you for your trespass.\n\nThen her clothes hit the floor.\n\nSeconds later she's on her knees between your thighs, moaning softly in pleasure as she sucks on your balls. One of her hands is tucked between her legs, desperately finger-fucking her absolutely sopping, dripping pussy as her other one grips the base of your cock, giving it slight strokes as she tongue-worships your balls. You grin down at her, enjoying the conflict between the pleasure-glazed look in her pretty, tyrannical eyes. Somewhere beneath it all she's definitely wondering how this is happening, why she's letting herself be bossed around by the most pathetic of her brother's friends, why she's feeling intense pleasure at just being allowed to put her mouth on your balls. But it's just as clear that she can't stop herself, either, continuing to wash her tongue over your sack and suckle on your balls, her whole body shuddering as she cums the first time.\n\nSoon she's moved up and slid her mouth down over your length, quagging softly as she pushes you into her throat and then starts bobbing her head, sucking about two-thirds of your shaft down and stroking the other with her hand. Her other hand comes up from her pussy, nectar-damp fingers cupping your balls and fondling them as she sucks you, though her hips don't stop squirming and giving little bucks as if she were still experiencing pleasure. "Getting off on sucking me off, slut?" you murmur down to her, feeling Tanya moan loudly around your cock in her throat. "Just think, if you hadn't been such a bitch and had asked me, I might have fucked you years ago, huh? Oh, did that make you cum?" you tease her as she shudders again, her throat squeezing around your length. "Thinking of even cuter little me pounding your pussy the first day we met?"\n\n"Mmmmnglf," Tanya groans around your prick, her eyes rolling some as she clearly does exactly that.\n\n"Naughty," you chide her, snickering, before you put your hands on the sides of her head. As you rise to your feet, you push her down, her hands moving you grip your hips as you force your cock further down her throat. You don't stop until her lips are pressed around the root of your shaft and your balls are resting against her chin, her whole body trembling softly with pleasure, and her throat squeezing around you again in reaction to the orgasm she has at you telling her, "I'm gonna fuck your face now."\n\nWhich, of course, is exactly what you do. You start thrusting quickly, making sure to roll your hips so that your balls slap her chin, pumping your cock past her lips and using her throat like a pussy. Tanya's eyes roll up completely as she cums over and over again... you have some sense, you suppose by virtue of being an incubus, that she's lost track of where her orgasms are actually coming from, and is probably permanently capable of cumming from having her throat fucked now. Well, she can thank you for it later, you think with a smirk, thrusting faster and faster, until you let out a loud, happy moan and thrust in deep, pumping your load directly into her belly.\n\nSlowly, you pull back your still mostly-hard cock flopping down a bit against Tanya's shoulder as it slips free of her mouth, glistening with a thick coating of her saliva. Her mouth stays open as she breathes hard, her tongue lolled out and a long string of mingled spit and cum trailing from it. Her eyes are completely glazed over, as if she were barely conscious, but she manages a soft little, "Thank you," by way of gratitude for you using her throat like a masturbation sleeve.\n\n<hr>\n[[Call it good.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Feed her a few more loads.|QOInc13x2]]\n\n[[Fuck her.|QOInc]]

"Cool!" he chirps, popping upright with a little twitch of his ears and lash of his tail. "My name's Kikiri, by the way."\n\n"Um. Jamie," you murmur, unable to help wondering if he's going to pounce you any moment, and your brain apparently not 100% sure how to feel about that.\n\nInstead, he gestures around. "Okay, Old Burr probably told you, but this is our space where we sleep. There's about fifteen boys right now, well sixteen including you, so kinda full but not too cramped, yanno? You can leave your stuff on the shelves and it should be fine, just try to check it at least once a day. If something gets stolen it's better to tell the rest of us boys and hopefully we can take care of it, the officers are pretty useless for that stuff. There's day watches and a night watch, usually better to be out and roaming the halls or in one of the public spaces during the day watches. There's a bell sounds like 'rn-rn-rn-rn!' that's the mess bell, means there's food in the galley rooms, if you're in the middle of something don't drop it and go running, gotta wait for the next one. Ah yeah, work, they usually set us to mopping up and cleaning and tidying up and stuff like that, running errands and messages, we hardly ever get asked to help with moving the cargo, so it's usually better to stay out of the cargo areas entirely unless you're told outright to go to one. Don't talk back, don't shirk work <i>too</i> often, and when it's the crew keep quiet unless you're talked to first. That's most of it."\n\nOh. That sounds... pretty normal? Mildly scary in a few parts, since it definitely sounds a bit more disciplined than you're used to, but that all sounds like stuff you can handle.\n\n"Of course, then there's the <i>other</i> stuff you should know," Kikiri purrs, leaning in again, and letting out another giggle as you go red. "Yup, exactly the sort of stuff you're thinking. Now, the crew's not gonna <i>force</i> you to do anything, that's against the rules, but if one of 'em asks you for help straightening up his cabin, that means he's asking to fuck you." He pauses, one ear flicking, before adding, "Well, every so often he's asking you to fuck him, but those're pretty few and far between."\n\n"Oh," you say faintly.\n\n"Heheh, you don't have to if you don't want to~, remember! Though pretty much always they'll give you some slips for being a good boy, so it's the best way to actually earn some spending money for port," Kikiri notes, giving his hips a little swing, the sash jingling faintly as it thumps against him. "My advice? Accept at least <i>once</i> before we get to the next port. Boys who put out, the crew watches out for us ashore. Keeps you from getting snatched up for some ship where they take it instead of asking for it, yanno?"\n\n"Um. Right. 'Kay."\n\n"Aside from that, every so often you'll hear or see boys in here taking their own needs in hand or helping each other with them," he continues breezily, sweeping a hand through the air. "Polite thing to do's just pretend you don't see it. Yanno, unless they ask you to join in! You're cute, so you can definitely come over to my bunk any time you wanna snuggle," he adds, winking again, the tone of his voice making it extremely clear what he means by 'snuggle'. "Even if I'm already snuggling someone else, after all, lots of open space in here!"\n\n"Ah... I... uh... er..."\n\n"Heheh, you're pretty clearly a virgin, so I won't tease you too much," Kikiri interrupts your stuttering, lifting his hands with a shrug. "Juuust so you know!"\n\nBefore he can continue, you hear a bell that does indeed sound like <i>rn-rn-rn-rn-rn-rn-rn!</i> coming through tinny speakers. Kikiri's ears perk up and he hurries out, with you hurrying to follow as your stomach growls loudly, reminding you that you quite literally don't know how long it's been since you ate, with however long you might have been knocked cold during the Warp Storm. You try not to stare at Kikiri's butt despite his fluffy tail continuously trying to draw your attention there, the side effect of which you do at least learn the wall markings that lead to the galley. It's an equally simple room, with a row of what look like vending machine kiosks along one wall, a row of slots along another, and a bunch of long tables, which already have a fair few men and boys in a mixture of aliens and human (the boys ranging from a few years younger than you to a few years older, looks like) sitting at them. Kikiri shows you that the machines are apparently some sort of combination vending machines/ordering kiosks, where you can either purchase the snacks and drinks it has stored or order from the current selection and supply of fresh meals. You look over what's left of the latter and select a 'Chicken Curry w/Electrojuice', whatever that is, then follow Kikiri's example of taking the ticket it prints out over to the slots in the wall and feeding it in. A panel slides up to reveal a pair of sort of tupperware-like containers, one in the typical rectangle and another tall and cylindrical.\n\nSince you don't know anyone else, you follow Kikiri to a table and sit down... across from him, not next to, that might be a little much. Especially since he's actively making flirty eyes at several of the crew and other boys, and getting some leers in return. Well, you guess it's good that he's apparently found a place where he enjoys life? Or something like that. You take the top of your dinner off and eye it. That's... lumpy brown sludge. But when you use the sort of spork-ish thing attached to the lid to take a tenative bite, it does indeed taste like a not particularly great but not terrible chicken curry with rice, just that it seems like it's probably shredded canned chicken and the rice is thoroughly mixed in rather than being layered underneath. (... Actually is it weird that they have both chicken and curry here? Or even rice? ... Or is it something else entirely and your weird little translation thingamajigs just picked out the nearest equivalent so you could understand? You decide that either is probably too weird to think about and resolve not to.) The 'Electrojuice' turns out to basically be an unflavored sports drink type thing which makes you make a face, causing Kikiri to giggle again.\n\n"They serve Electrojuice with practically everything, so smart thing to do is get one of the little flavor drippers out of the vender and try to make it last. Or, y'know, trade someone a smooch for a few drops of theirs," he adds cheerfully, holding up a little bright red plastic bottle that looks a lot like one of those 'flavor shot' things from back home and giving it a little waggle.\n\n"... I'm good thanks," you murmur, blushing and trying to look like you're focusing on your food.\n\n"Suit y'self~! I'm a veritable font of useful shipboard lifehacks, so don't hesitate to ask anything!" he chirps.\n\nYou have this suspicion that a particularly large number of Kikiri's 'life hacks' involve gay sex at some level of removal or another, but decide not to say so aloud since that seems rude to say whether it's true or not. For now you just focus on eating, following the example of the others that dump their containers into a particular cylinderical thing in the corner when you're done... it looks more like some sort of chute than a garbage can, at a half-reflexive glance into it as it opens up for your stuff. Then you follow Kikiri back to the bunkroom, where there are now a fair number of other boys sprawled on the mats, most already asleep. Deciding to keep your messenger bag on you for the moment, you flop onto one of the pads in the corner and almost immediately fall asleep. You guess you got pretty tired trying not to panic all day.\n\nIn the morning you're awakened by a much louder clanging bell on the speakers and lurch upright, looking around blearily. Your confusion must be obvious because another boy (with green skin mottled with little flecks of what look like silver and downy white hair) tells you it's the first bell and that means day watches are starting. Oh. Right. Finally giving up your messenger bag to the shelves and hoping no one takes any of your mementos of home (and making sure you've still got the calling card on you), you file out with the others. Everyone just sort of... disperses into the halls, so you do too, wandering around until a crewman snaps at you to start cleaning the hallway you're in. After you manage to meekly ask where the cleaning stuff is, he grumbles but shows you a storage closet, and how to use something that's kind of like one of those sweeper-mops with the pad on the bottom, just that this one cleans itself if you hold it up and press the button.\n\nYou spend quite awhile sweeping the corridor, and just keep on into the next few corridors while you're at it, since no one told you not to. You continue on until the next galley bell, hurrying to eat something, then afterward getting several other assignments such as carrying some (relatively light) boxes most of the way across the ship, carrying back some papers, watching over someone's computer console while they go run an errand of their own, and more cleaning, albeit of someone's spilled lunch in one of the galleys.\n\nAs you're coming out of this last one, you almost bump into one of the crewmembers, a solid-looking guy with dark gray skin, scruffy purple hair, and almost metallic solid green eyes. He blinks a few times, then grins. "'Ey, lad, busy?"\n\n"Nosir," you answer quickly, since it's already starting to become a habit.\n\n"Good, good. Say, would you mind coming and helping me tidy up my cabin?" he says, glancing down the corridor before looking back at you.\n\nFor just a second you wonder why a grown man needs help cleaning his room, before you remember what that's code for and go red. You blush even more, right up to the tips of your ears, when your blushing seems to amuse him, his grin turning into a rather pleased smile. It's definitely a weird realization that you do think he's not exactly bad-looking... sort of rough and not exactly handsome, but not like ugly either. 'You could do worse,' part of you says, prodding the rest. 'And Kikiri did say you should do it at least once.'\n\n<hr>\n[["S-... sure..."|QOSC3x3]]\n\n[["Ah, uh, a-actually...!"|QOSC]]

What was it your mom said? That girls who suck you off repeatedly could become "thralls"? And that it was probably better to space it out? Hm... meaning... having Tanya blow you repeatedly in a short space would basically turn her into your abject slave.\n\n... Eh, she doesn't need free will, you decide with a smirk as you guide her open mouth back to your nuts, Tanya immediately and eagerly starting to suck and lick again, moaning gratefully as she's once more allowed to pleasure you. You're pretty sure she, you, and most of Deviville will be better off without her having a mind of her own.\n\nSettling back onto her bed, you let her tongue-worship your balls for the next half hour or so. You're pretty sure Kevin must be wondering where you are, you think with a glance at the clock as his sister briefly ducks her head down to start just as adoringly tonguing and slurping at your pucker, but either his fear of his sister or his newfound respect for you keeps him from interrupting. "You may suck it now," you inform Tanya imperiously after your check at the clock, idly snagging your phone and taking a few pictures as she slips your balls off of her face and slides her mouth back down over your shaft, deepthroating you without hesitation, her gag reflex apparently a thing of the past in her eagerness to please you.\n\n"That's a good slut," you tell her, the dirty talk coming even easier to you now. And why shouldn't it? The scariest, most powerful, most intimidating person you currently know currently has your cock bulging up her throat, and her eyes are gazing up at you as if you were a god, her body trembling softly in orgasm as you give her that little bit of complimentary verbal abuse. And with every bob of her head along your prick, you know more of her self-determination is melting away, replaced by a desire to please you, serve you, pleasure you, exist for you.\n\nThis incubus thing might be pretty fucking alright.\n\nOver the next two hours you alternate letting Tanya worship you with her mouth, and facefucking her to use her throatpussy as a cumdump. It's pretty clear that she desperately, desperately wants you to fuck her, and you doubt informing her that it would destroy her mind and effectively end her existence would actually dissuade her in any way. Still, despite wanting her well and truly under your sway, a good little meat robot for you to order around, you still want her to be capable of being herself, so eventually you leave her sprawled on her bed, her glazed eyes staring at the ceiling and fingers once more pumping away at her untouched pussy as she tries to put her mind back together after her experience.\n\nYou saunter back out, greeting Kevin as if you'd only been gone for a few minutes, and the two of you spend the rest of the afternoon enjoying effectively having the house to yourselves. You're probably strutting a bit as you head back home, your mother smiling at you, and you smile back, not even showing the hint of a blush as she undoes your pants and starts sucking your cock to welcome you home.\n\n"Mmmm... mmn... mm?" she coos around your prick, before sliding off of it and stroking it with her hand instead, looking up at you with an amused expression. "<i>You</i> made a thrall, didn't you, dear?"\n\n"Um." Now there's that blush. Feeling a bit of your old sheepishness creep in at being very much caught out by your mother, as now seems like it should have been obvious, you give a quick nod. "Y-yeah... Tanya."\n\n"Oh my, she's quite a powerful one too. You're really seizing onto your opportunities, aren't you, honey?" Your mother giggles a bit as your cock gives a twitch in her hand. "Well, good for you. I wouldn't necessarily encourage you to go around making thralls willy-nilly, but if you're going to make one right off the bat, Tanya seems like quite the lovely acquisition. Tell me all about it!"\n\nSo, as she sucks you off, you tell her about going to confront Tanya, and your sudden burst of dominance and commanding her. After that, your mother actually has you stop so that she can turn around and present to you, her succubus tail lifting high in invitation, apparently too turned on by that little revelation to restrain herself. Smirking, you push your cock into her pussy, your hips slapping her round ass as you continue, leaving out no details, including Tanya effectively admitting to her retroactive fantasy.\n\n"Mm, well dear, if you wanted to fuck her, that <i>is</i> one way, I suppose," your mother muses thoughtfully, apparently not at all deterred from the conversation despite you fucking her hard enough to make her huge tits sway under her.\n\nThough that actually makes you pause in your thrusts. "Huh? What? Like... go back in time or something?"\n\n"Not literally, dear. I was thinking more in a dream. Dreamwalking is one of those abilities we can learn, and it's even easier for you to dive into and manipulate the dreams of your thralls." She glances over her shoulder at you, grinning impishly. "Since you put the thought in her head... and now <i>all</i> her thoughts are about you... it should be trivially easy for you to flit into her dreams tonight and take advantage of such a fantasy. ... Or," she continues, her eyes lighting up. "We could just do a bit of, mm... role-playing of our own! I could teach you the basics of shapeshifting, and we could indulge in our own little fantasies in the flesh..."\n\n<hr>\n[[Learn dreamwalking.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Roleplay in the flesh.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Maybe later.|QOInc]]

"Fine the... the prison thing!" you blurt quickly.\n\n"Ooo, fun choice," Titania says, seeming only half-mocking as she brings her hands up to give a little clap, wagging the tablet as she does. "C'mon then, scrub, let's go introduce you to your new boss."\n\nShe turns and leads the way through the door, and you find yourself stepping into what looks like... well, sort of like an office, but also kind of like some sort of love hotel room almost? Most of the walls and furniture are a deep red color, with a vaguely sensual implication to the styles and patterns. Of course your attention is quickly drawn to the office's occupant as she steps forward and raises one high-heeled foot to set it on a stool, showing off her very curvacious legs. She's definitely built like a comic book character, you admit, with not particularly large breasts but a waspish waist and wide hips, all of which are shown off by the tight black dress she's wearing, which is cut to show the sides of her breasts as well as a 'window' on the underside of them, hugging her waist and then falling in long flaps in front and back, leaving her hips and legs largely bare. She has on shoulder-length gloves and a cold-trimmed black coat-style drape over her shoulders, and a black military-style dress hat perched on her head, her purple, slit-pupiled eyes flashing as she looks at you, flexing her riding crop.\n\n<img src="images/Warden.jpg">\n\n"I am the Warden. Welcome to the Lockbox, where you will be assisting me in reforming the inmates of this facility," she declares evenly.\n\n"Uh... r-right," you say with a nod, trying not to stare. "Um... is it okay if I ask a question?"\n\n"You are here for training, are you not? Questions are to be expected," the Warden answers in the same even tone, despite still posing dramatically. You're not sure if it's that or her being so accommodating of you that makes Titania's head tilt like she's rolling her eyes behind her mask.\n\n"... Right. Um, isn't a super-prison more of a thing that... heroes keep to house villains? If this is villain training, why is it a prison?"\n\n"While the Lockbox was established to house so-called 'villains', I have been given full and complete autonomous control over it. My word is law here in this place beyond all jurisdiction, and who I house and how I handle them is my own affair. And it is my opinion that all costumed individuals are guilty of contributing to a criminal environment. Whether they are called 'heroes' or 'villains', I will house and <i>reform</i> anyone brought to me... especially since I am paid to do so."\n\n... Ah. Right. So both the good guys and the bad guys pay her to take inmates, and she's either loco enough about authority or just has flexible enough morals that she sees them as the same thing. "Okay then. Uh, what do I do?"\n\n"You will act as my Vice Warden. I will consult with you on various actions to be taken and take your advice into consideration. You will also be given a flexible amount of power to see to the needs of the prison and prisoners as you see fit. Titania will remain to act as my head guard and assist the both of us. You are, of course, ready to do <i>whatever is necessary</i> to break the wills of these super-offenders, are you not?"\n\n<hr>\n[["... Suuuure?"|QOVLock]]\n\n[["What no."|QOVLock]]

They look safe and normal enough, and it's not like your dad's all that far away or you're some little kid. ... You are shy as hell, but you feel like you could handle dealing with just saying 'Hi, what's up?' You open the door and step out of the car, both of them turning to look at you as you walk around.\n\n"Hi, what's... doing?" you ask, voice faltering a little. ... Okay, apparently not. Sigh.\n\nBoth of them give you the Tolerant Adult Smile that's almost as bad as the initial embarrassment, before the woman speaks up. "Hey there, I'm Gloria, this is Mitch. We live near the park, and when we hear someone's come in to camp, we like to come over and offer a selection of firewood and veggies and other stuff from our farm."\n\n"Ah..." Oh geez they're doing sales? But you and your dad already bought a bunch of food and firewood, in fact it's sitting in the back of the rental right now. You glance at the faint outline of the stack of firewood in the back of the SUV, then look at Gloria nervously. "Well, I mean, we've kinda... y'know, got stuff... already."\n\n"Oh, c'mon now, I'm sure we've got <i>some</i>thing you'd like!" Gloria urges, already walking over to her truck to lift the back window and haul down the tailgate, Mitch just watching you expectantly.\n\nUgh. Okay so now you have to at least make a show of looking before there's any hope of politely refusing them. There is literally no other option, it's basically a law of the universe. Muffling a sigh, you walk over to their truck and around, hoping that maybe your dad will emerge from the forest on the way over and take over this burdensome social interaction. No dice though. You get around to the back of the truck and-\n\nUh. There's no vegetables or firewood? All they've actually got is like a padded mat on the bottom of the truck bed, and some sort of tarp bunched up to the side? What the heck is OW! Something stung your neck and... buh... guh......... go byebye now.......\n\nWhen you come to, it's slowly and with feeling how fuzzy and weird everything is. You try to move and quickly find you're in a slightly uncomfortable but not quite painful position and can't get out of it. Managing to open your eyes and focus, you give a muffled "Mmf?!" of surprise, feeling your teeth press against something firm holding them apart as you try to speak. You're very clearly gagged, and when you turn your head to look down at yourself, you stare in shock and fear.\n\nFirst of all is at your own body... your arms have been pulled behind your back and bound, feeling like it's some sort of sheath covering your hands and holding your forearms together. Your ankles are also bound together in a way that holds your legs outward and bent, as if displaying yourself. Your clothes have been removed, and you've been redressed in what looks like nothing so much as bridal lingerie, very frilly and lacy and white, a flat-cupped bra hugging tight around your chest, a garter belt tight around your waist, and stockings sheathing your legs. The only thing missing is the panties, which were likely left off to display the pink chastity cage enclosing your cock and balls. You can feel something around your neck as well when you move your head... a collar?\n\nWhat might be worse is that standing near the foot of the bed are Mitch and Gloria, both naked, Gloria showing off a round but very nice body and Mitch his tall, lean form with a particularly large cock. Standing between and just slightly ahead of them is your father, though he certainly doesn't seem to be there by choice. They've also stripped him and given him lingerie to wear, though they skipped the bra, just putting on a somewhat plainer black garter belt and simpler stockings, framing the silver chastity cage they've equipped him with (a somewhat larger one than yours, it looks like). Around his neck is what you're pretty sure is one of those doggy shock collars, though it looks like it's been messed with, and he too is ball-gagged, his face furious and worried above the round red rubber ball. All of you seem to be in some sort of barn or outbuilding, though it's an actual bed that you're laying on.\n\n"Good, you're finally awake," Gloria coos cheerfully, smirking at you as you start wiggling around and thrashing. "That means the fun can begin."\n\n"See, we actually like to pick up families that come camping in the park and bring them back to our place for a little fun," Mitch notes dryly. "We'll play around for a while, and then put you back where we found you. So don't go doing anything stupid and it'll all work out just fine."\n\n"You might even like it," Gloria coos, eyes glittering with a mixture of lust and malice. "Now, part of the game is that we like to let our new friends make some choices for themselves. So, very first choice, kiddo... are you going to be good and cooperate, or not?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You'll cooperate.|QODad3x4]]\n\n[[No way!|QODad]]\n\n[[Holy shit yes please!|QODad]]

You head home in a bit of a daze, almost immediately crashing into bed and sleeping through most of the day. When you wake up, it's already into the afternoon, so you get up and decide to head out to deposit your bonus check and get something to eat. You're sitting at a table at an outdoor food court, a slice of pizza in front of you as you marvel at the seven digit readout on your Divine Crystals, when someone slides into the seat across from you. You blink and look up, then stare. The person across from you is... well, weird is the only way you can think of to describe it. Their hair is a color that can only be called a <i>violent</i> shade of pink, forelocks framing their face and the rest running down their back in a braid. She also seems to be wearing two differently-colored contacts, one silver and one gold, and a black surgical mask over her lower face. She's also wearing a Japanese schoolgirl uniform in the same near-neon pink color, and though she has no chest to speak of, you do notice that when she turns to the side and folds one leg over the other, the white thigh-highs she's wearing look really good.\n\n"Hi!" she chirps, her voice cute despite being slightly muffled by the mask. "Hey, mind if I talk for a minute?"\n\n"Ah... are... are you from... 'DevDef'?" you ask, leaning back a little, barely resisting the urge to shriek and run away.\n\n"You <i>are</i> quick! Don't worry, I have absolutely zero intention of hurting you at all," she explains, gesturing a bit with one hand and showing off the little bracelets and her nails that are at least seven slightly different shades of pink all swirled together. "The truth is that whatever you've heard about us, you've probably been lied to. We don't want to hurt anyone... in fact, we're trying to help people. So won't you hear me out?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Hear her out.|QONM1x3]]\n\n[[Hit the beeper button.|QONM]]

Eh, you're pretty comfy here, why move? Home will be noisy, with your mother working on dinner and then your father getting home and both of them loudly discussing their days with each other. (Why do parents feel the need to talk like they're across the house from each other when they're in the same room together? One of the great and annoying mysteries of life.) \n\nYou've been reading for another fifteen minutes or so when someone passes your table... and stops, turning towards you. Danger, danger, dan-! Oh it's a student, it's fine. ... It's a girl! Resume danger! But then you realize that despite her slightly "prep" clothes of a black skirt, white sweater-vest, and pale blue blouse, she's probably not one of the "popular girls"... for one, she's wearing glasses, and her shoulder-length brown hair is slightly curled (with one small braid in it) in a disheveled way. For another... well... no chest to speak of, and all the Popular Girls in high school are either well-endowed or faking it. This girl doesn't look like she fakes much, seeming like one of those people who's annoyingly comfortable in their own skin.\n\n<img src="images/Constance.jpg">\n\n"Hey there. Are you here for the D&D club?"\n\n"Ah, uh, no, I'm just reading, sorry, I-" You blink. "Wait, there's a D&D club?"\n\n"Well, not officially, since our school doesn't bother with any after school activities that don't earn them financial credit from the state," she answers in a scoffing tone. "But the librarians are nice enough to give some of us the use of the quiet rooms after school to have unofficial clubs. As long as we don't draw too much attention to ourselves and make the administrators aware of us, get it?"\n\n"Ah, yeah, I think I get it." You nod a little sheepishly, not sure why but you are talking to a girl, even if she's obviously on your same social strata.\n\n"If you're interested, the club head said she's trying to get more people so they'd probably be glad to see you. They're in Quiet Room One, over there," she adds, pointing across the library.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go check it out.|QOSchool4x1]]\n\n[[Try talking to this girl.|QOSchool3x2]]\n\n[[Nope out.|QOSchool]]

Honestly, she's pretty cute, and it's kind of nice to have a girl just talk to you like it's no big deal. Y'know, one that isn't Maya. Rallying all your courage, you manage an "A-... are you in the D&D club?" This officially marks the most bold you have been in your life to date.\n\n"Me? No, I'm in a different unofficial club. A reading club," she adds, smiling.\n\n"Oh." Well that didn't work, and you're blanking on where to go from there. How does this whole 'conversation' thing work, anyway?\n\nPerhaps either taking pity on you or, more extraordinarily, actually interested, she tilts her head a bit to look at the cover of your book. "Oh, Lovecraft, huh?"\n\n"Um, yeah, it's a collection, it's like a best of or something I guess." You glance down at the book, then up at her with wide eyes. "Uh, I mean, y'know, not that, er, I mean, his cat's name isn't, I-"\n\nThat makes her laugh, and you wilt further, though she quickly holds up a hand. "Easy, easy! You're really kind of on the fretful side, huh?" At your abashed nod, she grins and holds out a hand. "I'm Constance."\n\n"... Jamie," you murmur, shaking her hand.\n\n"Well Jamie, you should relax. I don't think anybody's quite at the level of accusing you of bad stuff just for <i>reading</i> Lovecraft yet. Though it does make me wonder if you might be interested in my club. We call it the 'Exploratory Reading Club', and we meet in Quiet Room Two. You wanna come along?"\n\nAs much because you have difficulty saying 'no' to expertly-applied pressure as anything else, you nod and tuck your book into your bag, getting up to trail along after her (a bit like an obedient puppy). She makes her way across the library to the room labeled '2' with its sign demanding quiet inside, and heads in. There's a long table with chairs surrounding it, the room having a slightly more 'comfortable study' look to it than the rest of the library's 'bland government building intended to house gestating peons trying not to look bland' style. You're kind of impressed, you didn't know these rooms were here, but then it is your first year in Deviville High. There are two other people already inside, and for a moment you wonder if the Matrix is glitching or something because one of them is Constance! Or... no wait... her glasses have silver frames, and while both are dressed near-identically, Constance is wearing a loosened blue and white striped tie, while this other girl is wearing a red and white striped one with the stripes going the opposite direction. The other girl is sort of like them, a bit on the prep-dressed side and very pretty, though more of the down-to-Earth sort of pretty with straight brown hair, glasses, a simple star-shaped pendant on a short, thin chain around her neck, and a pink sweater to go with her black skirt and pantyhose.\n\n"These two are my sister Purity, and our friend Abby. I'm gonna make you guess who is who," Constance adds dryly. "Girls, this is Jamie, I thought I'd invite him in to see if he might want to join."\n\n"Hey, Jamie," Purity (yeah you're guessing the identical girl is probably an identical twin) says with a grin.\n\n"Hello~," Abby chirps, raising her fingers in a calm 'peace' sign by way of greeting.\n\n<img src="images/Abby.png">\n\n"Hi," you answer, trying your best not to squirm.\n\n"Anyway, since we're an unofficial club we don't exactly have a super strict outline of what we do here at the Exploratory Reading Club," Constance continues as she flumps down in one of the chairs around the table.\n\n"Ah, so, what do you do?" you ask as you take a glance around at the other three.\n\n"Basically anything that fits under the heading of 'Exploratory Reading'," Purity pipes up again. "We either read new and interesting stuff no one in the club has read before and share it with everyone, or we go new and interesting places to read books, or try actually doing things we read about."\n\n"We explore reading, or we read and explore, one or the other," Abby adds with a grin.\n\n"We were actually just talking about which we should do next," Constance picks up. "Hey, if you wanna join, Jamie, you could decide!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Read something new.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[Go somewhere to read.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[Try something you read about.|QOSchool3x3]]\n\n[[You're not sure about joining.|QOSchool]]

And so you begin your existence as a cute femmy angel's panties.\n\nIt's pretty weird in that since you can't see or hear, you have no idea how much time is passing, so you should be bored. And yet with your senses of taste, touch, and smell all quite active, your entire world consists of Shotiel's cock and ass... and quite a lewd world that is. It's easy to become lost in them, to stop thinking and just exist in a formless void where you're constantly worshipping his prick and crack with your whole being, as if you were licking and sucking and sniffing him in the most shameless ways imaginable every second of eternity and had absolutely no way to stop yourself. Too it's like you're rubbing your cock against him constantly, all over those perfectly pure and luscious assets, and you can feel something radiating out from him... not just his body warmth, which seeps all through you like it's become a part of you, but something else, something that feels pleasurable and tingly and almost orgasmic. ... Except that you have nothing to orgasm with, you're a pair of panties. You soon find yourself constantly on the edge of feeling like you could cum at any time, though you never can.\n\nOnly adding to this is that you learn from the sensations you experience that just because Shotiel's an angel apparently doesn't mean he's chaste and pure himself. From the feel(/taste/smell) of things that go on, fairly often he fucks and is fucked by others. Sometimes you're taken off and tossed aside, left to crumple on some surface alone and without him, simultaneously feeling relieved to be given a brief respite from the constant lewdness of being pressed up against him and the longing and loneliness of being without any stimulation whatsoever. Other times, though, he leaves you on, pushing down your front so that his stiffened prick can spring over the top of you, and you can feel yourself slapping against other things... what feels like someone's face, or the impact of another ballsack against Shotiel's through your substance, or smacking against pussylips that soak you with their juices. Other times your back part is pulled aside, bunched up, and you can feel the brush of another cock as it pushes past you and no doubt into Shotiel, to judge by how hard he gets and how much he tents you out as balls slap against his through the satin of your body, until eventually you can feel and taste and smell the stranger's cum seeping into you while Shotiel's soaks into and through you in front.\n\nOne day after he's removed you to wash you, Shotiel holds your soaked and dripping form up to allow you to dry in the bright warmth of whatever sun you may be under. 'Hm! I think it's been about two centuries! What do you think, cute panties, are you purified now?'\n\nStruggling to put together actual coherent thoughts after all this time, and realizing that Cute Panties is the only thing that comes to mind when you try to remember your name, you answer 'Yes... yes, please... give me my body back... I want... I want to cum...'\n\n'Oh dear! An attachment to the physical just for the sake of pleasure! Sounds like you're nowhere near purified,' Shotiel declares as you feel the familiar flick that indicates he's bringing you down to step into you, and feel-taste-smell his legs sliding through your bands. 'Let's give it another thousand years and see if that does it.'\n\nYou let yourself stop thinking entirely as you're once more pressed up against his divine, delicious cock and perfect ass. Your last thought before you abandon yourself entirely to an existence of uncontrollable sensation and neear-orgasm is that you doubt you'll be 'pure' in 1000 years either.\n\n<b>Jamie and Shotiel</b> end - <i>Perfectly Pure Panties</i>

"Alright, well then, let's go ahead and disperse for today! Oh, hey, Jamie," Constance adds as you start towards the door, while the other two are packing up their things. "You should pick out whatever you want, okay?"\n\n"Er," you say, quite intelligently.\n\n"No, she's serious! None of us is a timid little flower," Purity adds cheerfully, getting up and hefting her backpack onto her shoulder. "So don't worry about whatever you pick out and want to try being 'cringe' or anything, the point is just to have fun. We promise not to make fun of you or anything."\n\n"Yup, safe space," Abby adds breezily. "Pick anything!"\n\n"Oh, er, uh... okay," you say, with a nod of the head.\n\nYou decide to take some extra time to think that over by taking a detour on the way home and heading to a secondhand bookstore that's only a few blocks out of the way. You don't go there often since their collection of novels and manga and stuff is practically nonexistent, but they do have a <i>vast</i> nonfiction section you've not really checked out much before. Including, you find as you actually wander through the musty, slightly dim racks, a huge section entirely of how-to books on a truly vast number of subjects. One of the first things you see is a book on cooking. 'Beginner to Intermediate Home Cooking', that sounds pretty safe.\n\n... Although it sounds like the girls were kind of encouraging you to pick something less so? Like maybe they wanted you to pick something exciting or daring or, daresay, cringe. Which part of you warns is a trap, but part of you kiiiind of wants to take the risk on. There are... really a lot of books in here, and on a surprising number of subjects, some of which you'd definitely be embarrassed to buy, but there's no sign up saying that the books can only be bought by adults, so...\n\n<hr>\n[['Beginner to Intermediate Home Cooking'.|QOSchool3x5]]\n\n[['Mastering Hypnosis'.|QOSchool]]\n\n[['The Art of Taking Nude Photography'.|QOSchool]]\n\n[['The Disciplinarian's Guide'.|QOSchool]]\n\n[['The Master's Manual'.|QOSchool]]

"Let's... let's do something you think is fun," you say uncertainly.\n\nShe rolls her eyes a bit as the two of you exit the school and start descending the stairs. "Gawd, is this more of that 'you don't have to' stuff? I can't tell if you're pulling a Nice Guy or just being weak."\n\n"Well," you say quietly, glancing away, though you can't help but feeling a little hurt. "It's not really that. It's just, I don't go out very much, I mostly stay home or do what my friends want to do. I guess, like you said, I'm kinda a dork. But also..." You look at her, finally managing a bit of a smile of your own and shrugging. "I mean, you said you're my girlfriend. I've always figured if I had a girlfriend, I'd wanna make sure she's happy. So I'd like to do something you enjoy."\n\nThat actually seems to flummox her just a little, and she briefly looks like she doesn't know what to say. In fact, you think you might even see her tan cheeks darken a little. Then she clears her throat. "Fine. We'll go hang out at the mall then. I like the mall." She steers you one way down the sidewalk, slipping a hand down to lace her fingers with yours. "Besides, Tanya said I was supposed to let everyone see me being your girlfriend," she adds breezily. "The mall's a good chance for that."\n\nPart of you loves the mall and part of you hates it. It is a neat place to go, full of interesting things to look at and possibly buy (though your budget's not nearly what Kevin's is). On the other hand, it's loud and full of people, some of them people you know. Except today, the only people you recognize from school are staring at you as you walk along hand-in-hand with a hot blonde who's chattering cheerfully to you about stuff in the stores you pass. You actually start to relax and talk back, gradually getting used to the fact that she's not going to suddenly yank her hand out of yours and shout 'Ha, gotcha!'\n\n"Oh, this is a great store," Amber chirps as you pass one of the trendier teen clothing stores, this one mostly aimed at guys. She pauses in front of it, green gaze moving to the various displays, before looking at you thoughtfully. "Y'know, it's the start of a new school year, great time for a guy to reinvent himself. Especially since that's part of what I'm supposed to help with, your image. Why don't we stop in, take a look around?"\n\nYou stare at the store a little... do they even let guys like you in places like that? You don't think you dress badly, really... kinda plain, you know, but you've never felt the urge to be fancy. You glance at Amber, who's beaming at you encouragingly... well, probably fake encouragingly, she is dating you on orders, as she just reminded you. Still...\n\n<hr>\n[["Okay, make me look good."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["Alright, make me look popular."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["Um... make me look sexy."|QOKevPorn3x7]]\n\n[["Nah, let's go to the arcade."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

Hm... a black house, huh? Pretty goth-y. Though that also sounds sort of cool. Presumably it's much easier to change the color later if you don't like it, considering that this is a game, so you decide to roll with it. "I think I'll take the black housepaint."\n\n"Ooo, goth-y," Hopita chirps, not noticing you eyeing her a bit suspiciously as she taps at her tablet. She then proffers it for your tap. "Here, please. And then I'll call Amooya to come pick up the paint, I'm sure she'll have it done by the time you get back."<<set $fd -= 200>><<set $housepainted to true>><<set $housepaintblack to true>>\n\n<hr>\n[[You had your house painted black! 🤘|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"Alright, then, you're hired," you say after considering it, mostly spending the time convincing yourself you haven't been swayed by those big, beautiful, basically bare boobs.<<set $cecihired to true>><<set $amooyaonly to false>>\n\n"Thank you, sir, I do not think you'll regret it." Cecilia raises a hand to nudge her spectacles up on her nose, briefly getting Anime Flash™, before pulling a rolled-up piece of parchment seemingly out of nowhere and unfurling it, proffering you... not a pen, but a pin. "Sign here in blood, please."\n\n"... Er, wait, in blood?" you echo, staring nervously at the gleaming point of the pin.\n\n"Yes, sir, I am after all a succubus." She pauses, and adds in a bit of a mutter, "Sort of. Ahem," she continues, returning to normal volume. "This contract stipulates that until the termination of my employment, I will obey both the spirit and letter of all commands you give me absolutely, save where it would cause my own destruction."\n\nYou... guess it's hard to beat an employment contract like that, really. After giving it a once-over to make sure it actually does say that, you nervously take the pin and prick your finger, then somewhat awkwardly write your name with a smear of blood.\n\nCecilia nods and gives the parchment a little flip, causing it to roll up and then disappear. "I'll begin immediately, of course. However, that necessarily means I must ask, would you like me to take over cooking as well?"\n\n"Oh, you cook too?"\n\n"Yes, it is one of my specialties. I will do the utmost with whatever facilities we have available, as well as other mealtime services as appropriate."\n\nO... kay, whatever that means. Well, Amooya certainly hasn't seemed put out by cooking so far, but you guess part of the point of hiring Cecilia is to let Amooya focus on maintenance and getting her own stuff done.\n\n<hr>\n[[Have Cecilia take over cooking.|CeciCook1]]\n\n[[Have Amooya keep cooking.|CeciCook2]]

"I think before anything else... y-yeah, I'd like to have some fun with you, Amooya," you murmur, feeling your ears get hot.\n\n"Oooo, I'd be glad to, Master!" Smiling brightly, she snags you by the hand and leads you inside.\n\n<<if $bedroom is "base">>The bedroom is pretty sparse as she leads you in, pretty much just the simple bed and a bedside table with a plain lamp.<<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better">>You're glad you had the bedroom refurbished, it looks a lot comfier in here, including the larger bed with it's fluffier mattress.<<endif>> Amooya smiles as she steps close, those big tits of hers with their large, stiff nipples pressing against you through her shirt and yours as she leans in for a kiss.\n\nYou're a little shocked... you somehow expected this program to get right to the lewds, but Amooya is... actually a really good kisser. You shiver a little as her tongue twines around in your mouth, and you get daring enough to bring your hands up and grip her ass, giving it a squeeze. She 'mmmms' softly into your mouth, her rabbit-like donkey ears giving a twitch and her tail swishing happily. She tugs off your flannel shirt, and pulls away long enough to haul your T-shirt off as well. It's much less of a barrier to feeling her boobs as she leans in and kisses you again, with you squirming as her fingers undo your jeans. Your cock springs free as she finishes tugging them open, and it's your turn to moan into her mouth as she gives you a few gentle strokes with one hand. She draws back and gives you a sweet smile before nudging you back to sit on the bed, settling down onto one knee to undo your boots and tug them off, then slide your jeans and underwear off as well.\n\n"I've really been looking forward to this, Master," she coos as she stands up, tugging open the knot of her flannel shirt and shrugging out of it, big tits wobbling. ... Yeah those are definitely some long, thick nipples, you guess worthy of being a cow. Your eyes widen a little as, apparently just from you looking at them directly, they stiffen a little further... and droplets of milk well at the tips and dribble down. Amooya giggles a bit again as she winks at you, undoing her tool belt and letting it drop.\n\n<<if $futamonencountered>>Your eyes widen a bit in surprise at the sight of the bulge in the front of the tiny little cutoffs. "Oh, uh, I didn't know you were a futa, Amooya."\n\n"Mm-hmmm, all Doncows are," she practically purrs, undoing the button, a very long, very black equine shaft springing free with enough force to push the zipper down all the way, the heavy, flare-tipped member swaying in front of her. Then she seems to notice your shock and hesitates. "U-um, I mean, I thought you knew. ... Do you still want to have fun, Master?"<<endif>><<if not $futamonencountered>>Your jaw drops with shock at the sight of the massive bulge in the front of Amiya's tiny little denim shorts. In fact you're so shocked that you can't even say anything until well after she's undone the button, the huge, black, and decidedly equinoid member springing free, its head fairly flattened and flared out practically staring at you. "Wha... wha... wha...?" you splutter.\n\n"Hm?" Amooya blinks, looking down at her own cock in a bit of confusion... then up at your apparent shock. Her own cheeks go a bit pink as she says, "Oh, um, have you not encountered a futa monster girl before, Master? Some of us have... um, well. Obviously." She bites her lower lip nervously. "I mean, I know some guys don't really like... that... so I'll understand if you'd rather not...<<set $futamonencountered to true>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[It's fine!|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckFirst2]]\n\n[[You'd rather not.|FGWLeisAmooyaRejection]]

Spotting something out of the corner of your eye, you give a loud whistle and a little jerk of your head towards the front. Both women yank their eyes off of you to look forward, then scream at the realization that they're about to run out of road, large concrete squares set up in front of a (currently empty) fountain plaza.\n\nYou leap up and plant your feet briefly on the top of the backseat, reaching forward to grab the masked women by the back of their vest collars, then leaping high and backflipping, yanking them both free of the vehicle and tumbling through the air with them. The car slams headlong into the barriers, smashing partway through them before the momentum causes the back end to flip upwards, the car arcing through the air in a shower of concrete pebbles before smashing upside-down into the fountain. You land in a light crouch, letting the women thump to the ground on either side of you with your hands still gripping their clothing collars. You snicker a little at the sight of dollar bills starting to circulate through the water, then glance down at the bank robbers. Looks like they're both pretty stunned, not likely to give you much trouble even if they still had their guns.\n\nYou should turn them over to [[the long arm of the law|QOHPT]]! ... On the other hand, all that running and excitement really has your blood pumping, and as you look at the pair, you realize they're definitely rather attractive under the somewhat baggy tactical-style clothing. With your chest heaving and your heart beating and your tail lashing, you can also feel your cock starting to stir some in your tight shorts. Maybe instead you should give them a taste of [[the long cock of the vigilante|QOHPT6x10]].

Okay, saying Sima deserves to be trapped as a plushie just because she's extremely extroverted and is constantly pestering you to do more fun stuff at school is probably not fair. The slender, largely flat-chested girl with her baggy black shirt and snug jeans, with short dark hair and caramel-colored skin, is objectively pretty nice you guess, she's just <i>intensely</i> frustrating because she won't take 'no' for an answer. She's like a... niceness bully, or something. Plus you're kind of desperate here. You won't leave her as a plushie... y'know, too long. Urging Maya to go towards her isn't too hard, either.\n\n"Oh, hey, Maya," Sima chirps cheerfully, looking up from the discount book bin just inside a store's entrance. She then 'hmmms' as she looks at you, adjusting her black-rimmed nerd glasses a bit. "What's that you've got there?"\n\n"Jamie gave me this plush toy of him," Maya says happily... then frowns a little, seeming uncertain as she pulls you fully out of her bag. "Although... I dunno, I think he'd kind of enjoy it if you had it instead?" she says in a half curious tone, proffering you to the other girl.\n\n"He would huh?" Sima says in an amused tone, accepting you. She squishes your middle and wobbles you around, making your head bobble, before tucking you under her arm. "Well sure, thanks Maya. I'll look after him."\n\n"Okay, well... bye," Maya says with a distracted air, giving Sima a brief wave before turning and walking off.\n\n"Well gosh she seemed a bit out of it, huh?" Sima comments airily to apparently nobody, even as she gives you a bit of a squeeze to her chest.\n\nYou're not entirely sure how to take that, or where to start with her, so for now you just keep your thoughts to yourself as she buys several of the discounted paperbacks, then turns to leave the mall. Good, it looks like she's going home.\n\n... Or... to school?\n\nBecause that's definitely Deviville High she's walking up to. Despite it being closed for the holiday, she opens one of the doors and walks right in, cheerfully making her way past several janitors and a couple of teachers apparently here to catch up on work in the quiet, none of them so much as glancing at her. She opens the door to a classroom that you realize you've never actually seen anyone go in, revealing that it's apparently being used as storage, considering the collection of odds and ends and stacks of books. Sima sets you down on one of the desks, your confusion growing as you watch her take out the new paperbacks and add them to one of the large stacks, before she turns to you.\n\n"Well you've gone and gotten yourself into a fair bit of trouble this time, huh, Jamie?"\n\nWait, what?\n\n"Don't 'wait, what' me, I asked you a question. I mean, it was basically a rhetorical question, I admit, but that's no excuse to just sit there with that big dumb look on your spiritual face," Sima scolds as she rests her hands on her hips.\n\nS-seriously?! She knows it's you?! She knows you're really Jamie?!\n\n"I mean I'm talking right to you, aren't I?" Sima says with a snort and a grin as she walks back over, leaning down over you a bit. "Okay, so let me see if I can guess. You and Kevin went out shopping and decided to try that old thrift-looking place, and you walked out of there with a plush succubus. She turned out to be a real succubus named Vex, which you found out because you had an attack of the hornies and fucked her, and got trapped like this. She gave you a little of her power as a 'thanks a lot', which you used to get yourself given to Maya, and then to me, probably with the idea of passing the curse along to me. Right?"\n\n........................................................................ Yeah that's pretty much it.\n\n"Okay, first off? Rude," Sima scolds, flicking your plush face with one finger and wagging it scoldingly at you, making you internally droop with guilt. "Second of all you should really be more careful. Deviville's littered with all kinds of stuff to ensnare the unwary, including a ton of what tends to get called 'memetic hazards' nowadays, like that store. You really should have developed a sixth sense for that sort of thing growing up here, but I guess no one warns their offspring anymore," she says with a deep sigh. Then she makes a bit of a face. "This is getting kind of annoying. Here," she adds, poking you on the tummy.\n\n"Gahahaha!" you exclaim, flailing your stubby arms and legs around in tickleshness at the slight squishing that comes with the poke. Then you lay there in shock for a moment before leaping to your little blunt feet. "I can move! I can <i>talk</i>!"\n\n"Yeah that's not too hard for me to do. Check it," Sima adds, even as her shirt shrinks, growing tighter against her as it slides up along her midriff, turning into a very tight, very scant little top with separated zip-up collar and baggy sleeves. Meanwhile her jeans disappear entirely, revealing small panties with two thin straps on each side, riding low enough to reveal an elaborate thorny red tattoo high on her crotch, as well as showing off shiny black thigh-highs with silver tops with little 'horns' to them. Speaking of which, a pair of little red horns poke their way up out of her hair, and a long spade-tipped tail slips out of her back and lashes behind her as she points at her own cheeky grin with both index fingers.\n\n<img src="images/Sima.jpg">\n\n"Bizzam! I got even cuter, right?" she chirps.\n\n"... Yeah," you agree faintly, before giving your heavy cotton-stuffed head a quick shake. "Wait, you're a succubus too?!"\n\n"Mmmmm, nnnnnno, I'm something... different," Sima replies airily, lowering her hands. "Admittedly the look is pretty similar, but that's a long story."\n\n"O-oh. Um, anyway, sorry about the whole... thing," you say, hanging your head. "I was gonna try and turn you back afterwards, honest."\n\n"Honeeeest?" Sima prompts.\n\n"... Probably," you admit in a sheepish murmur.\n\n"There y'go. Look I can't blame you too much you've obviously had a traumatic day, and had a little injection of infernal magic besides," Sima notes as she steps forward and lifts your miniature shirt, making you squawk as she displays your own crotch tattoo. "That cannot be doing your moral compass any favors," she adds as she yanks your shirt back down and steps back again, resting her hands on her slim hips.\n\n"Um, can you fix me? I mean, make me human again, not just mobile?" you add, wiggling a stubby hand around.\n\n"I <i>could</i>, but I can't do it for free. Nah-uh-uh, when I say <i>can't</i> I mean it," Sima adds, holding up a finger and wagging it. "Helping out someone when they ask for it is one of those things that <i>requires</i> me to exact a price."\n\n"... Are you a fairy?"\n\n"Not by most definitions. Look, you're not gonna get it and I'm not gonna tell you, so may as well not guess about it. Besides, focus," she adds, poking you on the face hard enough you have to flail around not to go toppling over. Gah, you're so top-heavy! "So look, if I turn you back into a human, you're gonna hafta do something for me, and it's gonna hafta be big."\n\n"Like, um," you murmur, rubbing your little blunt hands together nervously. "How big?"\n\n"Like from now on you'll have to be my servant, at least for the rest of the time you're in school. Hey, I'm betting that's a lot shorter than whatever Vex offered you," she adds with a smirk as your face turns into a mildly horrified expression. "But I <i>will</i> make you do a lot of things that we'll both enjoy, even if you're a scaredy-pants about them."\n\n"... Do I have any other options?" you mutter.\n\n"Well I could go ahead and turn you into an incubus, but without nearly as big of a hit to your mentality as it would have been if you'd transformed like Vex probably meant you to get. You'd still be yourself, really, just a sex demon now. For thaaaat, I think I'd be able to charge you..." Sima taps at her lower lip a few times. "Your friendship. You'd have to be my friend and hang out with me plenty."\n\n... On the one hand that doesn't sound bad at all, and on several other hands it sounds terrifying. As you're waffling over it, Sima shrugs and adds, "I mean, or you can just stay here with me. This room is sort of my own little sanctum, no one ever comes here that I don't invite them, it's quiet, I have more books than you could ever read in a few decades. It's basically the life of a housecat. If that's something you've ever envied."\n\n... well you can't say you haven't <i>ever</i> envied a housecat...\n\n<hr>\n[[Become human again.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Become a human(-ish) incubus.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Become Sima's pet plushie.|QOVex]]

Tomorrow is the first day of school.\n\n... Oops.\n\nWell it was a pleasant summer! If completely and utterly non-memorable. Eh there'll be... several... more at least. Anyway, you're pondering what to wear tomorrow to help assuage your anxiety about a new school year. The weather has already turned a bit cool, so you're looking mostly through your long-sleeved shirts.\n\nYou hold up one in a sort of neutral not-particularly-any-color somewhere between black, grey, and blue. It's not like you necessarily carefully plotted out how much of your wardrobe is designed to keep you from being noticed, most of it just sort of... worked out that way.\n\nYou pause though and look at another shirt, this one with a Punisher logo. On fire. Your grandmother bought it for you, and it is without a doubt the actual coolest and most stand-out piece of clothing you own, if also perhaps the nerdiest. Maybe, y'know... maybe it's finally time to have a little more confidence? It's not like it would be <i>that</i> big of a deal if you wore it, right?\n\n<hr>\n[[Wear the neutral shirt.|QOSchool1x1]]\n\n[[Wear the cool shirt.|QOSchool5x1]]

<<if $lbescanned is true>>Hm... sounds kind of cute, you have to admit. ... Besides, you're a teenager yourself, it's not like there's a huge age gap. (Actually you suppose there might be, since the entry implied they might be Really 700 Years Old and all, but either way.)<br><br><<endif>>You head towards where you saw the motion, curious to see what exactly this particular monster girl is like.\n\nOf course, you probably should have expected you wouldn't get to meet her on <i>your</i> terms. You've been walking along for a few minutes when there's a flicker of motion from above, and you let out a loud yelp as something thumps onto you with enough force to knock you sprawling on your back with a weight on top of you, or specifically straddling your hips. You blink a few times, then let out a yelp as you realize you have a knife pointed at your chin. It looks to be made of chipped stone, with leather braiding around the handle. And the one holding it is, well... a little brown elf.\n\n<<if $lbescanned is true>>Unlike the picture in the scanner app, s<<else>>S<<endif>>he's wearing... well, nothing, pretty much. She's got a few leather cord necklaces with bits of beads and claws on them, some leather straps around her upper arms and thighs, and a snug wound-leather belt around her waist, but other than that the only thing covering her youthful-seeming body are streaks of white and green paint, the designs moving over her flat belly and barely-there perky little tits, just a hint of brown areola peeking out from around the edges of paint streaks. Despite her overall wild look, her silver hair is long and smooth and perfectly straight, as if she'd spent an hour that morning brushing it. Gray eyes regard you solemnly, looking you over as if determining your worth and not being particularly impressed, her long, pointed ears giving a little wiggle as she looks at your face.\n\n"Hmph. Another human male come wandering into <i>my</i> jungle, is it?" Her voice is definitely high and cute, with the way she speaks being a strange mixture of solemn and mature but also a bit of 'know-it-all brat'. "At least you're not as overgrown and <i>ugly</i> as most of them."\n\n"Uh... thanks?" you say, trying not to whimper because she's still pointing a friggin' knife at you!\n\n"Hmmmm... alright then, let's see... what you've got down here..." she says, shifting back just a little bit to sit on your thighs, your eyes widening a bit more as she starts using her free hand to undo your pants and tug your underwear down. ... Of course between the adrenaline rush of her getting the drop on you and, well, naked girl sitting on you, your cock springs free and juts stiffly into the air, apparently unconcerned about any danger you might be in. "Tch. You human men... so <i>big</i>," she says in a tone of disgust, even as she reaches out to wrap a small, deft hand around your throbbing shaft and give it a few strokes.\n\n'I'm definitely getting really mixed signals here,' you think dazedly as she continues to stroke your cock while giving it a vaguely contemptuous look... and still at least generally keeping the knife on you.\n\n"Hmph. Still, it's nicer than the cocks I've seen in awhile, even if it is too big. So I think, in return for you venturing into my territory, I'm going to use you, human." You swallow hard as she lifts herself up and shifts forward, her plump, completely hairless lower lips brushing against the head of your cock. "... But, you're definitely not worthy to grace my pussy with your seed," she adds solemnly as she shifts forward a little.\n\n"Huh?" you say, even as she settles her little paint-streaked pucker right up against the tip of your prick. Then your eyes roll as she starts pushing herself down on it. 'Tight! Tight, tight, tight tight tight tight,' is all you can think, shuddering as the elf's asshole somehow manages to both squeeze around you like a vice and effortlessly conform to fit around you without any struggle to get in. You shudder, your fingers clenching against the ground as she just continues to lower herself onto you, her eyes having gone heavy-lidded and her lips parted as she pants a bit. Even at your thoroughly average size, there's the faintest bulge outline of your cock in her belly... the part of your brain that's still clinging to sentient thought notes that must be why she's so frustrated with the fact that most human guys who come here are probably even bigger.\n\n"Hhhhaaahhhh... stupid humans and their big stupid gross human dicks," the elf pants as she settles herself down fully on you, wiggling her hips around. Then, just like that, she starts riding you hard and fast, slamming her trim little ass down against your lap and your balls, her spread legs showing off her pink pussy as she works, painted nipples and puffy areola jutting up in the air from atop her barely-there perky little tits. "Invading my jungle and being all ugly and stupid!" she continues, even as she almost frantically pounds her incredibly tight little asshole down on your prick and makes her flat tummy bulge with it.\n\nYou doubt that even if you weren't being entirely overwhelmed by the physical sensations that you'd be able to come up with a response to her statements. Especially since she's obviously getting off hard on using your dick as a dildo to masturbate with her ass, her pink tongue poking out a bit and gray eyes rolling some as she works herself on you more and more frantically, the knife soon dropped so she can lean her hands back on your thighs. Then suddenly she gives a squeal and obviously cums hard, small hands clenching on your pants legs and her pussy squirting a long line of juices across your stomach and chest. For a moment even as you yourself cum, she's got you squeezed so tight your load can't actually get out. Only when she pants and starts to relax does the geyser get released, making you actually feel a second sort of 'flowgasm' right on top of the first, the elf shuddering a little at the feeling of your cum flooding her in the wake of her climax.<<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $fuckedelf to true>><<set $lbefucked to true>>\n\n"Hhhha... well, since you're not as ugly and useless and overgrown as some other humans... I guess maybe I'll let you live," she says as she slowly gets up, your a few trickles of your cum flowing out and down her thighs before her little pucker apparently snugs back up tightly, holding the rest inside. "And <i>probably</i> won't kill you if you come back," she adds, before snatching up her knife and then leaping up into the tree branches.\n\n"... 'Kay," you murmur, mind still rather blown.\n\nOnce you've managed to collect yourself and put your clothes back in order, you get up. Remembering that monster girl 'encounters' are supposed to produce items, you glance around at the ground. Rather than the usual bottle or bottles of monster girl milk, though, there's a little almost pyramid-shaped bottle filled with golden fluid.<<set $elfnectar += 1>> Picking it up, your MonComm dings, and checking it shows that you now have <<print $elfnectar>> Elf Nectar.\n\n... Well, you guess it makes sense that she wouldn't give milk, you muse as you tuck it into your inventory.<<set $energy -= 1>>\n\nA bit lightheaded, you [[return to the adventure area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

"I'll, uh... I'll go with you," you murmur, squirming in place a bit.\n\n"Okay. C'mon then," he says, immediately turning and setting off on a seemingly random direction, though as you scramble to keep up while still trying to use your hands to maintain some sense of modesty, you see that there are more hallways like the one he came down. "My name's Pascal."\n\n"Jamie. ... Um, why are you dressed like that?" you murmur, unable to help stealing a glance and then blushing. Entirely because it's so odd, for reals.\n\n"Look sometimes down here you just take clothes where you can get 'em," Pascal says with a sigh. "Lots of stuff in the rooms loves to strip you. Or dress you up. Either way it'll probably fuck you."\n\n"F-fuck me?" you squeak, eyes wide.\n\n"Yeah, this place is really pervy, dude. Honestly after a while you just get used to it," he says with a sigh and a shrug. "It's kind of part of the routine at some point." \n\nBuh?! Get used to it?! Not likely! You're already so humiliated and embarrassed that you can't move, walking naked through a strange place beside another boy who's wearing panties and stockings! ... Frustratingly, in spite of (or perhaps helped by) your fear and embarrassment, your cock is definitely reacting, getting a bit hard under your hands. Luckily Pascal either hasn't noticed or is pretending not to. He did say this has happened before, maybe he's just used to new arrivals turning up naked too.\n\nAfter a while he stops, turning towards you a bit. "Alright, pick a door."\n\n"W-wha? Why me?" you ask, starting to point at yourself with one hand, then clapping it back down over your crotch.\n\n"Because if it's something really bad then I can blame it on you picking," he says bluntly enough, making you wilt in place. Then he shrugs. "Nah, just teasing. It's pretty much random. The doors are always changing, and sometimes stuff I've seen before is behind an entirely different one, or a door that looks kinda familiar has something new behind it. Mostly if someone's gonna pick it may as well be you."\n\nWell. You guess that makes sense. You glance around, looking at the doors, some of them set at odd angles, others with badly mismatched doors and frames. You try to pick the most normal-looking one you can see and start to turn towards it... then blush as you realize you were facing your bare ass towards Pascal. Sidling over instead, you nervously lift a hand and reach out to grab the doorknob. Turning it, you hear a loud click, and then an even louder creaky groan as you pull it open to reveal-\n\n<hr>\n[[-a girl's room?|QOBas]]\n\n[[-a locker room?|QOBas]]\n\n[[-a ball pit?|QOBas]]\n\n[[-a jungle?|QOBas]]\n\n[[-a dressing room?|QOBas]]

Over the next week, you do have to do some quick explaining to your mother... your new wardrobe came from money you saved up, and you want to do your own laundry now because you don't want to put her out with the special instructions for the various fashionable clothing. Luckily, she seems to buy it... and if she's not entirely thrilled with the new (outward) style, she seems to be pleased that you're at least coming out of your shell a little.\n\nThe weekend rolls around, and you head out of the house... not to Kevin's, as you tell your parents (and have alibied with Kevin), but to Amber's. She lives in a house that is, if anything, even nicer than Kevin's, and answers the door practically before you can knock, grinning and yanking you inside abruptly. She's all over you, sliding her fingers through your hair and kissing you hard, grinding against the front of your crotch, making you moan. You haven't actually gotten to have sex with her since that first time in the alley, though she's been quite affectionate at school, earning several scoldings from teachers.\n\nShe quickly pulls off your shirt and undoes your jeans, shoving them down, then moaning softly in delight at the sight of you wearing a pair of the panties she bought you. She pushes you onto the tile in the entryway and mounts you right there, sliding on top of you and starting to ride. "Oh fuck, your cock feels so good, and I can feel your panties every time I touch down," she moans, pulling off her shirt, her C-cup tits jiggling as she rides you fast and hard. Her hands wander over your belly and chest, fingertips teasing at your nipples as you moan and writhe, helpless underneath her. You run your hands up her thighs and hips, pushing her skirt up some so you can see where you're entering her, and indeed the way her puffy, bare-shaven pussylips touch your panties each time.\n\nYou last a little longer this time, doing your best to enjoy the feeling of her wet, dripping, grasping pussy and the excitement of her dirty talk as long as possible this time. But eventually you gasp and arch your hips, pushing up into her and pumping a load into her pussy. She moans and leans her head back, shuddering as you cumming sets her off, making her quiver all over and squeeze her thighs around you. Then she smiles and leans down to kiss you. "Fuck... I think I may be falling for you," she purrs, making your cock twitch and fire another spurt deep inside her. \n\nA bit later, the two of you are relaxing in the hot tub in the back yard. You're between Amber's legs, leaning back against her bare breasts... she got in naked, but insisted you wear the new black bikini she bought you, as well as your skull choker. The wet triangles of cloth cling to your flat chest, and you try not to squirm too much at the feel of them and the bikini bottoms stimulating you as Amber strokes your hair.\n\n"Mm, your hair grows fast," she murmurs in an approving tone.\n\n"Uh, yeah. Guess so. My mom wanted to take me to get a haircut today, but obviously I had other things to do. I mean, coming over here," you add, blushing at your unintentional innuendo, despite the fact you can already feel her stiff nipples pressing against your back.\n\n"What? Oh no, no no no." She turns you around to face her, shifting forward to straddle your lap instead, her bare pussy pressing against the front of your bikini bottoms as she looks in your eyes. "Baby you can <i>not</i> cut your hair. In fact, no more cutting your hair ever, okay?" She then darts in to kiss you, almost desperately, before drawing back and adding, "Please? For me? I think it'll look so good..."\n\nYou stare at her, biting your lower lip. You're starting to realize that Amber isn't going to be satisfied with you just wearing panties and maybe stockings under your clothes forever. Obviously her wanting you to look more and more like a girl is only going to escalate from here. Eventually she's probably going to want you to wear more obviously girly clothes... in fact, you think you spotted some containers of lip gloss sitting on top of the bags of clothes in the entryway that are probably for you.\n\nOn the one hand, you've just been barely avoiding being bullied and insulted as it is... between just not being a very interesting target and your friendship with at least one more popular person, you've slipped under the radar until now. Starting to wear lip gloss and a steadily more girly appearance would probably splash that all to Hell. On the other hand, you're really getting to like Amber... not just the sex stuff (which, okay, is a major part of it), but she's actually been really sweet to you and is nice to be around and is, overall, a pretty awesome girlfriend. Your friends even like her (though admittedly, they don't know how the two of you got together, or what apparently has gotten her so interested in you). You don't want to lose her... but more than that, you want to make her happy.\n\nGeez, what to do?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree to never cut your hair.|QOGF1x1]]\n\n[[Put your foot down.|QOGF]]

Hey, if you're going to get new clothes, you want to dress like an adult, right? You're totally practically almost an adult! ... Sort of. Maybe. ... You want to dress like one, anyway. You select that option, then go through filling out your sizes... hey, there are short adults, okay? Surely they have something for that! Still, you wonder how long it will take them to decide if they actually have such sizes in the adult clothing as you hit 'Submit'.\n\n<i>Ding-dong!</i>\n\nBlinking, you glance up from the screen. ... No way. Still, you can't help but get up and head downstairs, blinking at the sight of your mother holding a white cardboard box about the size of a large microwave.\n\n"Oh, Jamie, someone just dropped this off. Did you order something?"\n\nYou lean up to glance at the logo... AppAssure industries, alright. Feeling confused, you accept the box, which luckily isn't very heavy for its size. "Um, kind of. Not really. I signed up for this product tester job, it's supposed to be some clothes I try out and tell them how they are. I guess. ... It got here really fast though."\n\n"Oh, new clothes?" she says cheerfully. "Can I look through them with you?"\n\nYou suppress a wince. Looking through your new clothes with your mother feels... kind of embarrassing, you just know she's going to start making comments and suggestions for what you should wear that will make you feel about eight years old, or something. On the other hand, if you say no, she's probably going to not-pout with a look in her eyes that says her soul is dead because clearly you don't love her anymore while saying 'That's fine'.\n\n<hr>\n[[Let her look with you.|QOHPT9x2]]\n\n[[Tell her no.|QOHTP]]

"I guess just the Denver Sunrise stuff," you say. You don't want people dropping unconscious or whatever. Does that happen with marijuana? You have no idea but all the uses of 'strong' on those other strains have kind of got you worried.\n\n"Eh, suit yourself. I guess it's just a goth party after all," Tanya replies with a shrug, turning back to Facebook. "What'd you say her name was?"\n\n"Morrigan?"\n\n"That her real name or her 'goth name'? Eh, nevermind, I'll find out from my girls at the school either way, have the dropoff made directly to her. Knowing you, you carry that much around and you'd freak out, get caught, and wind up spilling everything to the cop." At your spluttering attempts at denial, she glances over. "Hey, enough, enough. Just get in touch with her and tell her the drop will be in a bag left by the counter of the Faztmart over on Wilson after Thursday, between four in the afternoon and midnight. And shoo, you're bugging me."\n\nShooing gratefully, you scuttle out of Tanya's room and contact Maya for Morrigan's number. She seems a little shocked by the request to judge by her initial replies, but does eventually share her phone contact, allowing you to (very nervously) text Morrigan the details of when she can pick up the, uh, delivery. After that, Morrigan texts back with gratitude and reminds you that you're invited, so you definitely need to show up. Since it would feel weird to go through all of this and no-show, you decide to put aside your usual fear of anything that could be described as a party and resolve to go. At least Morrigan helpfully provides that it's a 'face paint or masks' sort of party and that other than dressing up in goth finery, everyone will be mostly in normal clothes. Which means all you really feel obligated to do is dig out a black long-sleeved shirt and jeans, and eventually go with the obvious: painting your face white with black accents for 'Crow' style.\n\nWhen you arrive at Morrigan's address, you find why she apparently felt confident in having a party with fifty other people... it's a pretty decently-sized house. Very typical 'lower upper class suburban dream home'... heck, it even has a white picket fence around it. Morrigan must be one of those goths who's rebelling against her surroundings. You walk up to the door and knock hesitantly, and resist the urge to feel forlorn and leave when there's no answer... especially since you can hear fairly loud music from inside. Deciding to risk ringing the bell, a moment later someone you don't recognize, in facepaint that looks a <i>lot</i> like yours, answers and eagerly urges you to come in... apparently you fit the aesthetic enough that you're just assumed to not be a trick-or-treater. You wander in, and there is indeed loud, but relatively somber music playing, and there's not exactly a bunch of dancing going on in the downstairs area where everyone seems to be congregated, more just people clumped together talking, or admiring each other's clothes and accessories (like the blood ruby skull someone's showing off). The air does already have a bit of a fog to it, but only a little.\n\nYou wander around, not sure what you're actually supposed to do, and almost walk by Maya without realizing it. Blinking, you back up a bit, and actually ask, "Maya?" nervously, feeling relieved when she blinks and looks at you. Maya has a figure a lot like Morrigan's... maybe slightly more in the chest department and a little less in the rear. She's got her face painted black and white as well, but in a skull motif, making her blue eyes practically glow in contrast. Other than that it's a tight black shirt with white sleeves and a black skirt with shiny tights under it, and clasp-fasten boots.\n\n"Jamie?" She looks you up and down, then says, "So you really came, huh?" in an odd tone of voice, like she can't really figure out whether to be glad or annoyed.\n\n"Um... yeah?" you answer, shifting in place nervously. What's with her?\n\nBefore you can work up the nerve to even try and get an answer, you hear a call of "Jamie!" from nearby and turn, just in time for Morrigan to snag your hand enthusiastically. She's dressed... almost identically to Maya. Her shirt's a bit different, and she's got on fingerless black gloves, her stockings are hole-ridden black fishnets, and her face paint is just slightly different in style, but just at a glance, with the makeup and similar hair she and Maya could almost be twins, more easily distinguished by Maya's rich blue eyes and Morrigan's red contacts than anything else. "Hey, great, you did come! Hi, Maya," she adds with a smile.\n\n"Morrigan," Maya replies rather dully, eyes shifting away.\n\nThat seems to take Morrigan aback a little, but she quickly rallies and smiles at you. "You super came through for me, Jamie, thanks a ton. This stuff's basically just what we were looking for. We've got plenty of snacks and everything laid out, obviously, and we're gonna start the movies soon. You should come sit with me, I've got the couch reserved, host's privilege."\n\n"Uh, I guess maybe I could..." Some motion out of the corner of your eye makes you turn your head, spotting Maya walking away. "Um, Maya?" But she ignores you and turns the corner, disappearing from sight.\n\n"Huh. She's acting awfully emo for someone that's not even a full goth," Morrigan says with a frown. Then she shrugs. "Well, if she's gonna be that way, it's her own business. You wanna grab some pizza before we put on the movie...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Go with Morrigan.|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[Go after Maya.|QOGothHW3x1]]\n\n[[Ask Morrigan to help you with Maya.|QOHookup7x4]]

"Um, okay, sure," you murmur, trying to brace for the inevitable 'Oh, this is so cute!' squeals as you turn and start heading upstairs.\n\nOnce the two of you are in your room, you set the box down and pull it open, to reveal... a pair of boxes. You stare for a moment, then shrug and pass one over to your mother. "Here," you offer, thinking it's convenient that they sent you two boxes, passing one to your mother and hefting out the other. You've already started to open it when you remember what the site said about making sure you had the right delivery. You glance down, reading the side of your box, which says-\n\n<hr>\n"[[Mister Master|QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Bitch Boy|QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Sweet Sub||QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Lady of the Night|QOHPT]]"\n\n

"Um, I think something's been bothering her for awhile now, actually," you explain, glancing after Maya, then looking at Morrigan. "Do you... I mean, do you think you could help me talk to her?"\n\n"I guess? But she's your friend, right?" Morrigan asks, painted lips pooching out a bit in confusion.\n\n"Yeah but I still don't always know how to talk to people even when they're my friends," you admit with a sigh. "Especially if it's a girl thing. I mean, I'd try, really, just... help? Please?"\n\nYou actually see her teeth start to press down on her lower lip as she looks at you, but apparently she remembers her makeup and instead clears her throat. "Yeah, okay, sure. I want everyone to have fun after all, let's go."\n\nThe two of you head off in the direction Maya went, looking amongst the crowd to try and spot her. But none of the rooms reveal any results, and apparently on a whim, Morrigan walks through the kitchen (with its 'no entry' sign) and over to the doors that lead to the back yard. "Oh, there she is." Beckoning you, Morrigan slides open the door and steps out. The back yard's pretty expansive, with a pleasant little garden seating area around a (currently unused) firepit, a decent-sized swimming pool, and a fenced-off kennel in which a large German Shepherd seems to be napping.\n\nMaya had been sitting on a stone bench looking out at the pool, apparently, but at the sound of the door sliding open she looks over sharply. Her mouth twists a little in apparent disgust at the sight of you and Morrigan, and she mutters an audible "Oh great."\n\n"Uh, hey, that's kind of rude to say to someone walking into their own back yard, don't you think?" Morrigan says with a scowl of her own.\n\n"Yeah, you're right, I'll leave," Maya responds flatly, standing and making her way towards the gate.\n\n"What is <i>with</i> you?!" Morrigan snaps, while you're quietly panicking. This is not the kind of help you had in mind. "We've always been friends before, haven't we? In fact I thought we were pretty close! Aren't you one of my best friends?! What the hell did I do to make you treat me like this?!"\n\n"What do you <i>think</i>?!" Maya rages, whirling back around and stomping over, glaring at the other painted-up girl eye to eye. "You know damn well what you're doing! You're <i>stealing Jamie</i>!"\n\n"Uh... what?" you squeak.\n\nMaya freezes, and despite her completely painted face, you get the distinct impression her face is going red, eyes slipping over towards you. But then the anger comes back and she fixes her eyes on Morrigan. "You are interested in him, right?!"\n\n"I, um..." Morrigan seems utterly flummoxed, and you expect the next words out of her mouth to be something to the effect of 'Are you out of your mind, who would want that guy?' Instead it takes your brain a few moments to process that what she actually says is, "I didn't know it would be stealing...?"\n\nwhat\n\n<hr>\n[[You can't take this. Run!|QOHookup7x5]]\n\n[[Uhhhhhh... okaaaaaay...|QOGothHW1x1]]

Being an animal last night was really weird. Maybe you should stick to more familiar bodies.\n\nSpeaking of familiar, that's an interesting point... you could pick someone you know, or someone you don't know to inhabit.\n\nYou could always [[be Maya again|QOBook6x7]]... it was great yesterday! You wouldn't have your body laying around close at hand to be a sex toy, but you're sure you could still manage to have a lot of fun. More close at hand, there's always [[your mom|QOBook]]... a very wicked possibility, considering what you're likely to do in her body, but hey, you've already headed in a pretty deviant direction as it is. You could always try being your friend [[Kevin|QOBook]] for the day, since admittedly you've always kind of wanted to be him anyway. You could step into the shoes of someone from a different social strata too... like the [[most popular girl in your year|QOBook7x1]] or the [[top jock|QOBook]].\n\nAs for people you don't know, even a little bit, you could pick someone famous! You've heard there's a [[big time actor|QOBook]] in town, a super, super popular guy with a ton of money and a hot wife (though he's always come off as a bit of a jerk in your opinion). Or there's the [[richest guy in town|QOBook]], he has truly ridiculous amounts of money, you somehow think you could have a lot of fun with that. Or, for that matter, you could find a [[rich woman|QOBook]] to inhabit, considering how much fun a girl's body was yesterday... you bet a hot female body and a ton of money would seriously provide some options. Or hey, for that matter, there's a super famous [[female athlete|QOBook]] who lives in Deviville... she's most famous as a swimmer, but she's also got a movie in theaters right now and she's really popular (and really attractive).

"I... I just can't!" you blurt, shaking your head. "S-sorry, Katrina, but let's come up with another way!"\n\nHer expression cools, and her voice is practically like icewater when she speaks. "Another broken promise. It seems the men of your family are good at that, da?" She shows no pity in her eyes as you wince and sink low in the seat, but instead turns to start the car. "Fine. It was too much to ask, apparently. I will take you home, and do this myself. As I apparently must."\n\nYou want to protest that you just wish she'd find another way, but you don't think anything's going to get through that anger. You're sure that normally Katrina would never have made such demands on you or snapped at you... but her life is falling apart around her right now, and you're not helping her put it back together the way she wants to. You guess you're the bad guy, here...\n\n... you wonder if you're done with that role?\n\n<hr>\n[[Game Over.|QOBro5axEnd]]

You can't help yourself... you're just too curious, and when will you ever have an opportunity like this again? Slowly, nervously, you take hold of the bottom of your shirt, and lift it up, feeling the odd sensation of your breasts dropping free from imprisonment once you've pulled the shirt up enough, and watching it happen in the mirror as well, the pale globes spilling free, capped with stiff, light pink nipples. You've probably seen Maya topless before... when you were little kids. Definitely never like this.\n\nYou just stare for long moments, only shifting a little bit, watching the faint wobbles of them as you move side to side. After a minute you pull the shirt up and completely off, brushing your hands through your hair, feeling how long it is. After another bit of staring, you decide to take the plunge and undo Maya's cutoffs, wiggling them down over your hips and letting them drop, revealing the black thong she was wearing underneath. You turn around and do your best to look at her... your... ass in it, round and milky white, running your fingertips along it and watching, feeling, the flesh indent. Already knowing you're going to by now, you push down the thong as well, watching the waistband go loose as it gets over your hips and then drops down your legs. You turn back around, looking at Maya's pussy in the mirror... wow, she shaves, completely smooth.\n\nSlowly, ever so slowly, you reach a hand down, gasping a little as your fingertips slide over the smoothness of her crotch, and then even louder as you actually touch her... your... pussy. Pulling your hand up, you bring both up to cup Maya's breasts, gently squeezing them and tweaking your nipples, moaning lowly at the sensations. Drawing away from the mirror, you move to lay down on Maya's bed, stretching out a little and really starting to work your tits, squeezing and rubbing them, enjoying both the sensations of a pair of big, firm boobs in your hands, but the pleasure from them being rubbed and kneaded and pinched. Eventually you slide a hand back down, your fingertips finding your pussy dripping wet this time, starting to stroke your fingers up and down. You're fairly sure Maya's memories are guiding you at least a little because you find her clit fairly easily, crying out and arching your back as your fingers stroke the sensitive little nub. You swirl your fingers around it, gasping and writhing on the bed, hand squeezing your breast occasionally.\n\nYou're not entirely sure when you actually slide two fingers into yourself, but the feeling of actually having something inside your pussy, being penetrated, is almost overwhelming. It doesn't feel as good as rubbing your clit but damn if it doesn't feel good! You start fucking your fingers into yourself, whimpering and gasping as you work your borrowed cunt eagerly. It's actually not too long before you cry out as an entirely new feeling of orgasm races across your nerves, Maya's body trembling around you as you cum.\n\nPanting, you raise your hand up, looking at the glistening wetness clinging to Maya's fingers and gleaming on her nail polish. That was... amazing, and you have to admit, you want more. You... you kind of want to fuck something! But what? And then your gaze wanders to the side, towards your own limp body sprawled on the floor...\n\n<hr>\n[[Do it.|QOBook6x5]]\n\n[[What no way!|QOBooks]]

Swallowing hard at the realization of what you're about to do, you slowly get up from the bed and walk over to your body. You wonder if this counts as losing your virginity twice?\n\nYou kneel down on top of your body's lap and slowly undo its jeans, tugging down its underwear in front. You're almost worried that it won't be able to get it up without your spirit inside, but it's already starting to stiffen even as it comes spilling free, and even a few tentative touches of your hands are enough to have your body's cock nice and hard. Apparently some teenage boy reactions happen autonomously. You swallow a bit again as you give it a few careful strokes, and see a little dollop of pre form at the head.\n\nStill, with how good your borrowed fingers felt in your equally borrowed pussy, this will have to feel even better. And admittedly, maybe a bit of you has always wanted to have sex with Maya, even if this definitely wasn't how you pictured it. You take hold of your body's cock with one hand as you lean forward, actually brushing Maya's tits in your body's face inadvertently as you try to get into position. It takes a little fumbling about, the feeling of your body's cockhead rubbing against Maya's outer lips making you squirm, until you finally find the spot and are able to start sinking backwards.\n\nYou moan loudly at the feeling. It's so hot and big inside you, way more than your fingers! And admittedly, your own body isn't even that well-hung. You rest both hands on its chest, looking down at its placid, unmoving, apparently sleeping face as you steadily lower your eager cunt onto its prick. Once you feel your ass settle against your body's lap, you bite your lower lip and squirm a little, mewling at the feel of that cock writhing around inside you at the movement. Knowing your empty shell of a body isn't exactly going to rush you, you spend a few minutes playing with your tits and just enjoying the feel of that hot, hard cock inside you, before resting your hands back on its chest and starting to move.\n\nYour motions aren't exactly learned, but again no one's going to complain... your own body is basically a big flesh and blood dildo for you right now. You bite Maya's lower lip gently as you start to find a good angle and rhythm, working your hips and legs to bounce on that stiff cock, your ass lightly slapping against your body's lap. It's not all that long before you manage to get yourself off again, throwing your head back and crying out as your borrowed pussy squeezes down around your own cock. You shudder, panting, then almost immediately start moving again, riding your still form's lap with Maya's pussy as hard and fast or slow and steady as you want.\n\nYou bring yourself to four more girlgasms before finally admitting you're tired, and climbing off your still form, its cock flopping against its belly and dripping wet. You blink at a sudden thought... did your body ever cum? You slip two fingers into your now well-fucked pussy, mmmfing a little as you swirl them around and pull them out to look. You're not sure, but it looks like it probably did, several times. You almost start to panic, before a thought picked up from Maya's mind reassures you that she's on birth control. Letting out a relieved sigh, you head into her bathroom to take a shower.\n\nAfter enjoying the feel of soaping up and washing down Maya's body, and getting yourself off another two times, you dry off and head back into the room. You pull Maya's clothes back on, then clean up and redress your body. Sitting down nearby, you stare at your body, and try to concentrate and will yourself forward at it like you did when going into Maya's, seeing if you can skip the step of actually getting out.\n\nYou blink, and sit up, looking down... yes, you're back in your own body, and can faintly feel the sense of wetness in your shorts that has your face flushing. You look over at Maya, who's sitting there with a blank look on her face and a glazed expression in her eyes... until she too blinks, and shakes her head. "Uh... hey," she says, staring at you. "... Did something happen?" she asks curiously, frowning just a little.\n\n"Um, no," you answer, doing your best to sound confused as well. "We were playing with that book, then we got bored with it, and then we've just been sitting here."\n\n"Oh. Okay." Maya shrugs, starting to stand up. An odd expression comes across her face... one followed by a blush of her own. For a moment you're worried she's remembering... but then she gives a little squirm. Apparently she's just noticed something about the way her body feels. "Erm... hey, Jamie, I'm kinda tired, I think. You mind...?"\n\n"No, okay, I'll catch you later," you answer, trying not to sound too eager.\n\nOn the walk home you try and digest. You can still remember everything that happened in Maya's body... including remembering her email password. And if you try hard enough, you can also remember what happened to your body while you were out of it... including the feeling of Maya's body bouncing on top of it, her pussy wrapped around your cock. The thought has you growing hard again, and you hurry home with a red face, hoping no one notices.\n\nThat night you do a bit more experimenting after going to bed. You can move around pretty freely, and with a bit of experimentation can even fly a bit, though getting too far from the ground quickly becomes disorienting. You can pick up objects and move them, though they're quite a bit heavier than they are with your body... you need both hands just to lift a textbook and carry it. You can move through walls and physical objects, but only if you deliberately try, and again it's a bit weird and discomfiting. At one point you notice a cat passing by outside, and on a whim try to possess it like you did Maya. You find yourself looking out at a very different world, much bigger and in different colors and light than the one you saw one moment ago. The cat's memories help shield you some, like Maya's did with being in a different body before, but it's still very weird and rather than trying to get used to it, you vacate fairly quickly.\n\nYou spend most of the night doing these experiments, and in the morning return to your body to find it as rested as if you'd slept the night through. That's a nice added bonus! You can't help but be excited now, and during breakfast make an excuse about not feeling well, and that you'll be going right back to bed. Once you lay down, you slip out of your body again. Now! Who to spend the day as? Well, you've got literally a world of options. Heck, first you have to narrow it to a species!\n\n<hr>\n[[Human.|QOBook6x6]]\n\n[[Animal.|QOBook]]

"C'mon, let's stay and try something," you half-plead with Kevin.\n\n"Yeah, okay, sure," he replies, easily enough. Apparently not that much arm-twisting is required to get him to stay and try some free candy offered by the big-boobed proprietor.\n\n"Oh, wonderful!" She claps her hands together once in delight, then picks up a laminated piece of paper and proffers it across the counter, allowing the two of you to take it and lean in to look over it. "These are today's grand opening specials. Please feel free to select something off of it to try for free!"\n\n"I dunno, man, what do you think looks good?" Kevin murmurs as you look it over.\n\n<h3 style="text-align: center;">Tandy's Candy</h3><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;">Grand Opening!</span></h2><p style="text-align: center;"><em>Today's special menu:</em></p>\n<ul>\n<li style="text-align: left;">Venus Chocolate Truffles</li>\n<li style="text-align: left;">Chocolate Chip Dog Biscuit Cookies</li>\n<li style="text-align: left;">Indulgent <span style="color: #ff00ff;">Love</span> Macaroons</li>\n<li style="text-align: left;">Fresh-made Milkshakes</li>\n<li style="text-align: left;">Wacky Wobbly Taffy</li>\n</ul>\n"Um... I guess we'll try the..."\n\n<hr>\n[[Truffles.|QOKevPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Cookies.|QOKevPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Macaroons.|QOKevScheme2x2]]\n\n[[Milkshakes.|QOKevScheme7x1]]\n\n[[Taffy.|QOKevScheme8x1]]

Admittedly, now that you're out of your body, you're kind of curious as to what you can do, and so you try one of the most basic out-of-body ghosty things you can think of... trying to possess someone.\n\nYou step towards Maya and experimentally just sort of... will yourself forward. You feel an odd rushing sensation, and all of a sudden you're staring at a different part of the room than you were. You blink a few times, then look down at yourself... and a pair of black cotton-clad C-cups. You raise your hands, looking at your... Maya's... black-painted fingernails.\n\n"Whoa," you whisper, almost jumping when it comes out in Maya's-but-not-Maya's voice. Huh, so this is what she sounds like to herself? You walk over to the mirror she keeps in her room and stand in front of it, staring at yourself/Maya. The body feels weirdly different and yet natural at the same time. You twist back and forth, move your arms, stand on one foot... everything moves just like it would if it was yours.\n\nCurious, you close your eyes and try to think at Maya herself. You're not sure how, but after a moment you get the sense that she's not really aware of you... or anything else, for that matter, just peacefully tucked away somewhere inside as if she were asleep. Curious, you try to see if you can glean anything from being in her body, and are surprised when things easily come to you that you'd have no way of knowing, like her email password. You open your eyes, still staring in shock at Maya's reflection looking back at you in the mirror.\n\n... Her very attractive reflection.\n\nYou suddenly realize how small the cutoffs really are and how tight the shirt really is, partly because you can now feel them hugging up against you. You blush... and also watch, and feel, as your nipples stiffen up under your shirt, looking like they're trying to drill holes in the fabric. The sensation of getting aroused in this body is weirdly different and yet at the same time not... certainly not enough to freak you out, you suppose because some of Maya's memories are insulating you from it.\n\n<hr>\n[[Play around with her body.|QOBook6x4]]\n\n[[Get out.|QOBooks]]

"Um, no thanks, one was enough for me, I think," you murmur, taking a half-step back.\n\n"Yeah. I mean, uh, chocolate's more our speed," Kevin says, flashing her that winning smile of his and patting the boxes he brought up.\n\n"Well, alright." Tandy shakes her head, moving to ring up Kevin's boxes of chocolate. "Still, I think you would have found that they grew on you." Then she smiles. "They may yet."\n\n"That was kinda weird," Kevin comments as the two of you make your way to one of the nearby public restrooms to change into the Scout uniforms he dug up. "Never seen someone so eager to give away their stuff."\n\n"Maybe she came up with the recipe herself," you reply, starting to feel bad if so. "I hope she wasn't insulted."\n\n"Yeah well I'm already feeling half jittery just from one friggin' macaroon so maybe she can be insulted," your friend mutters. Come to think of it, you know what he means... you feel sort of squirmy, or tingly, like your insides are wriggling around. You follow Kevin into the bathroom, and he pauses to lock the door before moving to a clear area in front of the sinks. He undoes his jeans and shoves them and his underwear down to start working them over his shoes, while you start by pulling off your t-shirt, feeling a tad more shy.\n\nThe sensation hits you both at the same time, to judge by the way Kevin grunts and folds up at the same time you yelp and bend double. It was like someone smacked you on the stomach and sent a weird, tingly, light-headed sensation all through your body. It feels like your muscles are all squeezing tight and going to sleep at once... it's almost like a cramp, but not painful, just intensely <i>strange</i>.\n\nKevin straightens up a little, still holding his stomach and shuddering, and from your bent-over view you can see that it's more than just a weird reaction to food. His limp cock and dangling balls gradually get smaller and smaller, diminishing to little boy proportions, then practically a baby's, before disappearing completely. The collection of curls he'd grown disappears as well, and you stare in fear and shock as the smooth skin below splits, forming round pussylips and a pink cleft with a little nub at the tip. The strange feeling in your pants must be the same thing happening to you! You straighten up and stare down at yourself as your chest narrows some and bulges out in front, nipples turning a different shade of pink and puffing up a bit as you grow a pair of pert A-cup tits.\n\n"Wha... wha... what the hell?!" Kevin yelps, in a higher voice than before, blonde hair growing out until it's past his shoulders, facial features shifting to a more petite nose and chin before the change apparently stops. He... she... pats at her still-covered chest, then looks down at her smooth, bare crotch. "I'm a girl!"\n\nSwallowing, you slip a hand past the now slightly loose waistband of your jeans and underwear, shivering at a sudden shock of strange pleasure as your hand brushes smooth skin and then bumps your clit. "Me... me too," you whimper, your own voice having raised just a bit.\n\n"What the hell's happened?!" Kevin cries, turning back and forth trying to get a better look at her changed body. Your gaze is drawn down to her bare lower half... it's the first pussy you've ever seen in the flesh, or the first bare girl butt, and you have a sudden, overwhelming desire to... do something...\n\n<hr>\n[[Resist temptation.|QOKevPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Give in.|QOKevPlaceholder]]

Could you really get sex on demand using trigger words? You spend a few minutes thinking over how to do so, then finally speak up again. "Alright, Maya, pay close attention."\n\n"Yes, Master," Maya replies, without any visible or audible change. Well, you guess she's automatically paying close attention right now.\n\n"When I say the word 'Dyson', you'll enter a light hypnotic state... not as deep as this one. Then when I show you my cock, you'll immediately suck it until I either cum or I tell you to stop. If I say 'Still dirty', you'll suck me off again. If I say 'All clean', you'll come out of the trance and not remember anything that just happened. Got it?"\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\n"Alright then, when I count to three and say 'wake up', you'll come out of your trance. One, two, three, wake up!"\n\nMaya blinks a few times, eyes clearing and shoulders straightening. She looks confused briefly... then you realize it's probably because she doesn't remember standing up. Then she glances down, and you see her face go red as she realizes her jeans are still open. "What th-!"\n\n"Dyson," you say quickly.\n\nInstantly she relaxes again, though this time it's a more natural sort of relaxation... there's even a slight smile on her face. Though her eyes look a little distracted, they're nowhere near as empty as they were before. "Hm?" she says, as if she hadn't caught what you said, but was quite happy anyway.\n\nStarting to breathe hard, you move over to sit down on the side of her bed, then unzip your own jeans and fish out your stiff prick. "Um, hey Maya, look over here."\n\n"Hm?" she says again, turning towards you... then locking her gaze on your jutting cock. Without a word or a moment's hesitation, she steps over and sinks to her knees, leaning forward to slide her mouth over the tip of your cock and then starting to bob her head, closing her eyes and making soft 'mm' sounds every time she slips down and takes more in.\n\n"Mmf, oh fuck," you groan, bringing a hand up to rest on her head. You can feel her tongue sliding around against your shaft as she bobs her head over it, her motions smooth and easy as if she were really in control of them. You wonder if... "H-hey, Maya, lick my balls too," you suggest in a raspy voice.\n\n"Mm?" Maya lifts her head up, giving you a brief, slightly distracted smile and an airy, "Okay~" before ducking her head down and starting to work her tongue over your sack.\n\nSo looks like you can give her directions... as long as it's part of giving you head. You guess you did tell her originally to 'suck it'... so she'll probably just default to deep-throating you until you cum normally. Speaking of which, "Mn, okay, go back to sucking."\n\n"'Kay." Maya slides back up, lips once more slipping over the tip of your prick and her head starting to bob, using long, smooth strokes to take more and more of you in, until you can feel her throat squeezing around you. She doesn't seem to be having any difficulty taking you into her throat either... maybe the programming overrides her gag reflex? Of course you're only vaguely thinking of that in the back of your mind, most of your thoughts occupied by how good her mouth and tongue feel on you.\n\nYou lean back onto your hands, moaning softly as Maya's head continues to bob up and down smoothly... somehow it's more like she's masturbating you with her mouth than giving you a blowjob, but in its own way that's kind of fucking hot. It doesn't take too long before you let out a low moan and arch your hips up, pressing deeper into her throat as you spill your cum into the tight passage... again, she doesn't seem to have any problem with it, just swallowing it all down, her throat squeezing around you as she gulps your jizz without hesitation. Then she sits back, your still-stiff prick sliding out of her lips and jutting glistening in the air, her ass resting on her heels and hands coming to rest on her thighs as she looks up at you expectantly.\n\nYou look at her, panting and mildly confused, before you remember the commands you gave yourself only a few minutes ago. "Oh, right. Um..." Well, better test it. "... Still dirty."\n\nOnce more without hesitation, Maya leans forward and slides your cock back into her mouth and down her throat, this time taking your full length in one smooth motion, gulping your cock down until her lips are pressed to the root before starting to bob her head again. You gasp loudly, then murmur "Stop", watching as she repeats her earlier motion of sitting back on her heels and resting her hands on her thighs, waiting expectantly. Okay, looks like everything works. Resisting the urge to just have her suck you off for a few hours (you can always have her do this again later) so you can test the last part, you spend a moment tucking yourself away and calming down. As an afterthought you lean down and do up Maya's pants as well, her pleasantly distracted expression not changing as you do. Then you take a seat on the floor like you were before and announce, "All clean."\n\nMaya blinks, then glances around. She seems mildly confused for a moment again, then apparently decides to dismiss the brief moment of thinking she was standing up with her pants undone as a weird flight of fancy. "So, didn't you say there was some app you wanted to show me?"\n\n"On second thought, it wasn't that cool," you murmur, lying through your teeth because holy crap this app is the best thing ever! \n\n<hr>\n[[Continue playing with Maya.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Look forward to putting triggers in others!|QOSJ]]

Any and all thoughts of caution gone, you slip out from under the desk and instead hop up onto it, sitting back and then laying sprawled on the empty middle, legs hanging over the edge. Mr. Andrews stares for only a moment, before grabbing your panties and hauling them off of you, dropping them to the floor. He lifts your legs up, thigh-highs resting against his chest, and uses one hand to guide his fat, spit-shined prick to your eager little ass. You rest your hands on his forearms, biting your lower lip in expectation as you watch, then drop your head back and moan loudly as he starts to push inside you. Your well-used asshole easily stretches to accomodate him, but is as tight and hot as ever, and you hear him moan loudly as he sinks deeper and deeper into you, your cock dribbling pre against the underside of your skirt. \n\nOnce he's fully sheathed inside you, the teacher begins pumping his hips eagerly, panting and moaning like a beast in rut as he fucks you on his desk. You moan sweetly, biting your knuckle to muffle your girlish cries as he takes you. With every thrust of his cock into your ass, your own grows softer, losing hardness until it's completely limp, and then continuing to shrink. Soon your small, limp dick and balls are flopping lightly as you're pounded in the ass, your voice having nothing left of anything even vaguely boylike in it as you whimper and give soft little pleas for more. \n\nGrunting with obvious effort of holding back, wanting to fuck your quivering, soft boy-pussy even longer, Mr. Andrews pushes your shirt up, baring the stiff, puffy pink nipples capping your flat chest. He toys with one, pinching it rather roughly, making you gasp loudly. "Yeah, you like when I play with your tits, don't you?" he murmurs, sliding his big hands up your quivering belly and along your sides, flicking his fingers over your nipples and making you cry out softly.\n\nEventually, though, he begins really hammering into you, making the desk shudder beneath you as you desperately try to muffle your slutty, eager cries at being assfucked by the middle-aged teacher. When he finally thrusts in deep and you feel him pumping a thick load of cum deep inside you, your tight hole trembles around his throbbing cock as you have your most intense assgasm yet, your body bucking on the desktop as you whine sluttily.\n\nAfter a few moments, Mr. Andrews pulls out of you and collapses back into his chair, panting. You slowly sit up, smiling and biting your lower lip. He blushes, giving you a slightly embarrassed look, and clears his throat. "Ah, Jamie, why don't you go get cleaned up. It's not too much longer until next period now."\n\n"Yessir," you reply, sliding off the desk. Before you can pick up your panties, you watch him pick them up and tuck them into his desk drawer. Blushing more brightly and doing your best to hold all his cum inside you, you move to grab your backpack and then head out into the hall, feeling your bare, recently-fucked ass and limp little girlyboi dick brush against your skirt as you walk. You step into the girls' restroom without really thinking about it, making your way into one of the stalls to clean yourself up. You spend the rest of the day acutely aware of how bare you are beneath your skirt... and absolutely thrilled by it, imagining every boy you pass suddenly pushing you against a wall, lifting your skirt, and shoving his cock inside you because of the easier access. Though no matter how turned-on you get\n\nThat night you've barely turned off the lights before the incubus appears. He smirks as you settle to your knees and immediately begin worshipping his horsecock with your tongue and hands. "Good girl. So! I see you wore your proper attire, and just as properly got the last traces of masculinity fucked out of you. How does it feel knowing your cock will never be hard again?"\n\n"It feels like I want my boypussy fucked more than ever," you moan, right before sliding your mouth over the flared head of his prick.\n\n"Mm, you're just delightful, I love seeing a mortal take so eagerly to my corruption. And speaking of which, what shall I do next, slut? What would you ask of me?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You want to be the bitch of all the male teachers.|QOInc]]\n\n[[You want to take even bigger cocks.|QOInc]]\n\n[[You want every boy in school to be like you.|QOInc4x5]]

Unfortunately, by the time you realize that you got frazzled enough to say what was distracting you so thoroughly rather than what you meant to, the change is already coming over you. You can feel your body being infused by the same bright, glowing energy you saw Mary effectively turn into, and it feels... it feels <i>so good</i>, like you're orgasming with every cell in your body as it grows tall and slender and sleek, as wings push out from your body, as your hair grows long and wild and a tail sprouts from your lower back and all of it feels <i>amazing</i> and the more of you that there is to feel good the more pleasure washes over you.\n\nYou blink as the energy abruptly "pops" away from you like it did Mary, leaving you standing there, then loking down at yourself. As opposed to Mary's lusciously curvaceous form, you're sleek and slender... small breasts, lean hips, and yet every part of you is contoured and sculpted to utter perfection. Your outfit isn't quite as skimpy as Mary's, shiny black-purple material framing your sides and scooping down the front of your crotch and over the front of your small breasts, with a dark, translucent material stretched over your front. Your legs are sheathed in tall, elaborate boots, and you curl your almost iridescent purple and blue wings (just the two, long and thin ones) around to look at them even as you flick your tail forward, noting the particularly deadly, almost blade-like tip with multiple curves. You touch at your head, feeling the pair of horns arcing back from either side of your forehead, and the decoration hung between them.\n\n"... Eh? Did it work?" You actually feel a lot more calm than you expected, more concerned with whether something went wrong with your spell than the fact that you've turned yourself into a succubus. You place your hands on your pert rear (noting your long, clawlike fingernails and the translucent gloves sheathing your arms as you do) and turn back and forth, trying to get a good look at yourself. "I don't look like you, Mary, am I actually a Succubus Queen?"\n\n"O-oh you definitely are, Master," Mary murmurs, adding in a whisper of 'Such pretty purple eyes' before shaking her head and continuing. "Ah, every Succubus Queen is different, designed to appeal to different tastes and different ideas of the perfect body. So I got super curves and extra succubus traits, you got perfect shaping and more stylish succubus traits. You're also probably still more versatile than I am with magic and such. But... I'm guessing you didn't do that on purpose, so... Master, are you alright?"\n\n"Ah... actually..." You slowly start to smile, then with a squeal of delight you lift into the air, doing a twirl of celebration. "I feel absolutely amazing! Being a Succubus Queen is the best! I totally would have done this anyway if I knew how good it felt!"\n\n<img src="images/SuccuQueenJamie.jpg">\n\n"It is sort of like a constant background orgasm all the time, isn't it?" Mary says dreamily, stroking her hands over her huge tits and down over her belly.\n\n"Yeah, but you know what's better than background orgasms, right?" You grin wickedly, poking your tongue out. "Foreground orgasms!"\n\nWith a snap of your fingers, you pop the two of you to a convenient pocket dimension that's... well, it's pretty much just a huge bed. You already took the liberty of dispersing your scant clothing when you shifted yourself, and it looks like Mary had the same idea, barely missing a beat as the two of you come together and kiss, hard, deeply, letting your tongues shift and twine and mold together, reshaping by the moment however it would most pleasure each other, pushing down one another's throats or stroking inside one another's mouths as you knead those huge, perfect tits and she squeezes your sleek, perfect ass.\n\nOver the next several days, the two of you explore a tiny fraction of the sort of wickedness a pair of Succubus Queens can do together, especially when they're in love. Of course the two of you are perfectly capable of reshaping your bodies at will, so things like you growing a big fat horsecock to fuck between Mary's tits and completely cover her face in a gallon of cum is no problem, nor is her growing a more standard human one even bigger than that and fucking up into you as you ride her, your flat belly bulging up obscenely with it. Similarly, growing a quartet of slightly smaller cocks and fucking Mary with two in her pussy and two in her ass is rather sublime, especially when she grows tentacles and stuffs all your holes with them at once. You have to admit, though, that as simple as it is, one of your favorite things is spending an entire day licking her pussy and tonguefucking it while she uses her tail, split open into a multi-petaled pleasuring device, to cover your pussy and stimulate it with all the wiggly little nubs and multiple tongue-like protrusions inside.\n\nMost likely the two of you could stay in the little pocket dimension lewding one another quite happily for the rest of eternity, but, well... you have Demon King-ing to do. So after getting it out of your system somewhat, the pair of you pop back to the throne room and you settle into place on your throne, folding one leg over the other and resting your hands lightly on the throne's arms, tail slowly sliding back and forth through the air to one side. You watch as Mary takes care of summoning a number of succubi and setting them about making over the rest of the castle (including furnishing those damn torches), then let out an 'mmm' as she turns back to you. "I suppose our next order of business is what to do with Princess Pearcider," you note with a smirk.\n\n"Word that we have her will proooobably get out eventually, somehow it always does," Mary responds with a smile. "We can spread the word by having disguised succubi pass rumors in human settlements, or even send a few visions in dreams, but it probably would help things if she wasn't in storage."\n\n"Hm. So I suppose we could take her out and lock her in a room. Of course, with so many succubi in the castle now, plus the ambient energy and those two things feeding in on each other, it'd probably gradually corrupt her and turn her into a constant bitch in heat," you observe with a smirk.\n\n"Oooo, I bet she'd make a rather nice succubus herself, Master!" Mary cuts in. "Royalty has inherent traits that make them suited to becoming powerful demons, and she could wield the Blade of Aldamira even if she was corrupted... once we'd taken out some heroes to establish a name for ourselves, we could conquer her former kingdom, establish a franchise, as it were!"\n\n"Hm, expanding is good, expanding is good," you allow thoughtfully. "... To that end we could 'expand' her. Turn her into something completely lewd and lacking in even the most basic dignity... really break the spirit of any heroes that make it through and actually get a glimpse of what their princess has become!"\n\n"Ooooo, that could be fun too!" Mary nods eagerly, pauses, then shrugs. "Of course, you could always just leave her in there, too. It's not like it's a super big deal, if you'd rather focus on fighting heroes."\n\n<hr>\n[[Put Katalina in a room.|QODK3x5]]\n\n[[Turn Katalina into a succubus.|QODK]]\n\n[[Turn Katalina into something lewd.|QODK]]\n\n[[Just leave her in storage.|QODK]]

Swallowing hard, you slowly raise a shaking hand. "I... I was the one who decided to summon you," you manage, since that's truthful enough.\n\n"Ooo?" Lucoa smiles brightly as she turns her head towards you. "I was kind of hoping you'd say that. You look really delicious."\n\nYou pale as you feel your worst fears realized, frozen in place as the naked monster makes its way towards you and... goes down to her knees? You're left staring straight ahead for a moment in shock, listening to the sound of your jeans being unbuttoned and unzipped, before you manage to turn your widened eyes downward. Lucoa is just finishing tugging your jeans down, your cock and balls flopping free as she coos. "I really love young boys, they're so adorable and tasty." She starts stroking your rapidly hardening cock, leaning forward to plant a kiss on it. \n\n"W-wha...?" You glance aside at Maya, who's staring, seemingly equally stunned. "H-hey, what are you doing?!"\n\n"Hm?" Lucoa peeks open one of her odd eyes to look at Maya out of the corner of it, even as she tilts her head in to run her tongue along the side of your stiff pole. "I'm sucking his cock, of course."\n\n"W-why?! You said you're not a-!"\n\n"But I <i>do</i> like pretty young men," Lucoa chirps, slipping her lips over the head of your cock and swirling her tongue around it quickly several times, making you whimper. Then she slides back off of it with a pop, stroking you with one hand as she looks at Maya. "So I wanted to. You want to do it too, don't you?"\n\n"I... I..." Maya's face turns solid red as she raises her hands and waves them a little.\n\n"Oh come on, if you want to, come do it," the horned woman says cheerfully, beckoning with her other hand before bringing it up to cup your balls. "If a dragon god says it's okay to do it, it must be, right?"\n\n"..." Maya stares for a moment more... then abruptly pulls off her shirt, perky C-cups jiggling as they're freed.\n\n"MAYA?!" you squeak as she just as quickly undoes her cutoffs and shoves them down and off, your now naked friend moving over to kneel down beside the rather more generously-proportioned dragoness.\n\n"... The dragon god says it's okay?" she says a little sheepishly, before leaning in, Lucoa's hand moving away so Maya can start suckling on your balls. You make a strangled noise of mingled pleasure and confusion as your childhood friend continues tonguing and sucking at your sack while a voluptuous dragon woman bobs her head up and down along half your pole. As Maya moves up to start sucking at the root of your shaft, Lucoa drops back and slides to the side, both of them licking and working their lips up and down the sides of your shaft, their tongues brushing together. You shudder heavily as you watch them break briefly from working over your cock to kiss each other, their tongues visibly swirling together.\n\nMaya moves to slide her mouth over your cockhead now, eyes peeking up at you almost shyly as she begins bobbing her head. Smiling brightly again, Lucoa rests a hand on the back of the girl's head, gently nudging her forward and guiding her in her motions. "There we go, dear, nice and smooth, keep your motions even, just a liiittle more each time. Don't forget to use your tongue either.. theeere you go. Oh, that's the back of your throat, dear, it's okay," Lucoa adds cheerfully as Maya makes a little quagging noise. "Here, let me help," the dragon continues, before pushing firmly on the back of Maya's head.\n\n"Hgk!" Maya's eyes roll up some as she's pushed all the way down on your cock, her lips pressing around the root of it, her eyes rolling some and her body trembling. You give a gurgling whine, your cock swelling and shuddering in her mouth, but you seem to be being held right on the edge of orgasm, your body trembling as Lucoa keeps Maya held down.\n\n"Before we go any further, I suppose I really should ask what you want of me," Lucoa says brightly, though when her eyes slit open it adds something undeniably wicked to her smile. You notice that there's a faint glow around your balls... she must be the one who's not letting you cum, despite being buried down Maya's throat. "Since you summoned me and all. I could give you [[immense magical power|QOSuc]], enough to do all sorts of things! Or I could grant you [[great wealth|QOSuc]] along with the secrets of crafting precious metals so you'd never run out! Mm, or since I was an agriculture goddess, I could teach you my [[advanced seed-planting techniques|QOSuc]]! Or become your [[familiar|QOLucoa]] and grant you magical abilities and help that way! Or..." Her smile grows even more wicked. "We could just [[do even more fun fooling around|QOSuc1x3]]. Ah, you might want to decide, though, looks like your cute friend is starting to run out of air," she adds, glancing aside at Maya, who's started trembling and rolling her eyes harder, rivulets of arousal running down her inner thighs.

You groan out, thoughts overwhelmed by the feeling of being constantly on the verge of cumming while sheathed in your best friend's throat as she gulps and licks at you. "I wanna cum... I wanna cum a <i>lot</i>, I want it to feel even better...!"\n\nLucoa giggles, and the glow around your balls briefly changes color before disappearing. You gasp loudly as you abruptly begin firing your load down Maya's throat, feeling her suck on you as Lucoa pulls her back, shots of creamy white hitting her tongue and the top of her mouth as she's tugged off with a gasp. Lucoa wraps a hand around your spit-shined shaft and strokes you, milking out more long streamers of jizz to splatter across Maya's face, tits, and even draping in her purple-dyed bangs. \n\n"Hhhha... I... I couldn't breathe, but it felt so good," Maya groans.\n\n"I helped!" Lucoa chirps cheerfully, giggling before she leans back in to start sucking and licking at the side of your shaft again. After a few more moments of panting, Maya leans in to do the same, though this time her hands reach out, squeezing at Lucoa's generous ass and massive tits, hands roaming over the dragon-woman's voluptuous body, while Lucoa's hands similarly roam over the slender teen's, both of them shifting to face more towards each other with your cock between them.\n\nYou shudder at the feel of both of them cooperating to pleasure you, and at the sight of them toying with each other, Maya moaning against your shaft as Lucoa cups her crotch and slides two fingers inside her. You continue to stare down, eyes widening further as your cock gets harder and harder at their attentions... as well as longer and thicker. It's slow but steady, and entirely visible as your cock just gets bigger by the moment, your balls swelling and getting heavier below as well. Both women continue sucking and licking at it, apparently all the more eagerly as it gets bigger and larger, both of them moaning in a combination of apparent dick-lust and their attentions on each other. \n\nEventually your cock is truly immense, jutting forward and throbbing visibly. Smiling, Lucoa nudges you down into lying back, your enlarged shaft flopping at an angle over your stomach and chest, practically dripping pre onto your throat. Lucoa coos softly at the sight, running her hands up and down it, then grinning and snagging Maya's wrist, pulling her around. "Alright, dear, why don't you go first, since you've known him longer?"\n\n"W-what?!" Maya squeaks, nevertheless allowing Lucoa to move her into position, practically straddling your head as her pussy presses against the tip of your immense prick. "There's no way it'll fit now!"\n\n"Oh, don't worry, I'll help! See?" Lucoa says as she grips hold of Maya's waist and pulls her backwards.\n\n"Waaaaiiiiohfuuuuuuuuuuck," Maya groans, her eyes rolling again as her tight pussy smoothly spreads open around you, stretched completely tight around your girth. Her belly almost immediately begins to bulge up with the outline of your prick as it just continues sliding deeper and deeper into her, its progress entirely visible from outside. You grip Maya's shoulders as Lucoa continues pulling her backwards, that bulge sliding completely up her stomach, and then nudging up between her C-cups, until it's almost at the bottom of her throat when her ass finally bumps against your balls. Both of you are trembling hard, you from the feel of hot, nearly impossible tightness wrapped around feet of throbbing, sensitive flesh, and you can only imagine what she's feeling. "Ohfuck, Jamie, you're fucking my entire body," Maya whimpers, starting to buck herself back and forth on your monster of a cock entirely of her own accord.\n\n"A little magic can make anything fit anywhere!" Lucoa says cheerfully, leaning her heavy tits against Maya's back as the teen works her overstretched pussy on top of you, the bulge of your cock sliding back and forth in her belly and between her perky tits. "Does it feel good, cute boy?" At your incoherent gargling noises of pleasure, she giggles. "Oh, it can get better, certainly! Want to see?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck yes.|QOSuc1x4]]\n\n[[It's fine as it is, thank you very much.|QOSuc]]

"Y-yeah," you gasp out. "More, more please!"\n\n"Mhmmmm." Lucoa grins wickedly again, giggling as you gasp out loud at a new, strange, and very pleasurable sensation from your crotch below where Maya is riding you ever more eagerly, pumping about eight inches of your oversized dick in and out of herself. Lucoa reaches down, and your brain struggles to process the feeling of having your cock stroked and caressed... while another cock is already inside a girl.\n\nThe dragon continues stroking your growing and lengthening second cock with her hands, up until it's long enough to wrap her huge tits around it, kneading the full, soft globes around it as it slides further and further up between them. She starts working up and down it, running her tongue over it, slitted eyes fixated on it lustfully. Finally, it's just as immense and girthy as the first one, and Lucoa giggles as she stands and swings over Maya, settling her own pussy at the tip of it, then sliding herself down onto it. She goes on just as smoothly as Maya did, and though she doesn't feel <i>quite</i> as tight, she's several times more wet and hot to make up for it. Her pussy repeatedly squirts as she pushes herself down on it, raining arousal on Maya's back, until she too has it completely sheathed inside, the bulge resting just between and above her massive mammaries.\n\nWrapping her arms around Maya's middle, Lucoa begins bouncing the both of them fast and hard, Maya's teeth gritting and her eyes rolling up in her head at the intensity of the pleasure, her overstretched pussy squeezing and fluttering around your immense prick as she cums repeatedly. Lucoa's massive tits pillow against her back as she hugs against her, the dragon's generous ass slapping your expanded balls.\n\n"Cum... gonna cum," you groan, feeling yourself rising back towards the peak again, not sure how you ever settled down in the first place.\n\n"So soon?" Lucoa coos, still as calm as ever as she licks one of Maya's ears. "But I can make it even better...!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes please!|QOSuc1x5]]\n\n[[You couldn't take it!|QOSuc]]

"I... well, you got me to fuck my Dad, and it was kinda awesome," you admit with a bright blush. "So if... if both of my parents were, like... into that sort of thing..."\n\n"Ohhh, you want me to corrupt them both into deviants so that you don't have to sneak around to ride your daddy's dick, huh?" the demon replies with a smirk. "I like that, that pleases me a lot, slut. I can definitely do that."\n\nThe night goes about as usual, with the incubus occasionally mixing in some compliments about what a good little pervert you are amidst the usual degradation. You awake the next morning and sit up, blinking as you find your hair to be just a little longer, actually down past your shoulders now. Your body is mostly unchanged after you check the mirror... it's not like you could get a lot girlier without actually turning into one. You consider for a moment, then just pull on your pajama pants before padding downstairs, leaving your sleek chest with puffier, pinker nipples than a week ago bare.\n\nYou find your father sitting at the breakfast table reading his paper and wearing his robe, which isn't that unusual save that it's a weekday and he's usually dressed and ready to leave by now. The much bigger hint is that your mother is standing at the stove wearing nothing but an apron, her full, round ass displayed to both you and your father without the slightest hint of shame. You blush as your cock starts to stiffen under the thin pants, but force yourself not to hide it as your mother glances over her shoulder. "Oh, breakfast will be ready in a bit, dear," she calls cheerfully. "Why don't you suck your father off while you're waiting?"\n\n"O-okay," you reply, squirming out of the pants and letting them drop, stiff prick wobbling a bit under you as you crawl on all fours under the table. Parting your father's robe finds him half-hard already, and he continues to casually read the paper as you slide the head into your mouth and swirl your tongue around, before drawing back and starting to lick at his balls. His legs spread for you as his prick stiffens further, and you shift to licking and wiggling your tongue up the underside as it hardens fully. Soon you're bobbing your head over the full length of it, your gag reflex long since lost to repeated demonic fuckings of your throat. You're a bit surprised when your mother lays down on the floor and slides her head between your legs to start sucking at your own cock, but you manage not to pause in your own blowjob, even as you start moaning lowly at the feel of your mother's hot, wet mouth and her own talented tongue working along your stiff prick. Soon your father is blowing his load into your mouth, and a moment later you let loose your own, your mother gulping it down eagerly before slipping back out from under the table.\n\n"Eggs on the plate!"\n\nYou somewhat reluctantly draw out from under the table, moving to sit down with your still almost entirely hard cock jutting up from your lap. As you start in, your father sets his paper aside and picks up his own fork before announcing, "I decided to take the day off work, spend most of it fucking you two. It's good to have some quality time together," he adds before biting off a piece of bacon.\n\n"O-oh, okay," you reply, perking up some. "Now?"\n\n"Finish your breakfast first," your mother chides gently.\n\nYou squirm, but tuck in, the anticipation meaning you hardly notice the taste of the food. But soon you're following your naked mother and mostly naked father upstairs and into their bedroom, your mother climbing onto the bed on all fours. She reaches back with one hand and pulls one of her buttocks aside, showing off a glistening pucker. "I already got myself ready earlier, dear, since it's a special day. Why don't you fuck Mommy's ass while Daddy fucks yours?"\n\nNodding eagerly, you climb up onto the bed as well, moving into position behind your mother and leaning over her back. It takes a few attempts at proper positioning, but then for the first time you're getting to penetrate someone, the first hole ever to spread around your cock being your mother's tight, lubed-up asshole. You groan lowly as you wrap your arms around her middle and start thrusting away, movements a little rabbit-like as you work yourself deeper and deeper into her ass. You pause in your motions as your father's hand runs up your back, holding still as you feel his cock pressing up against your own ass and then steadily pushing inside, making you moan as he fills you up once again. You stop your own thrusts, letting your father's drive you forward or pull you back from your mother's asshole, letting him fuck the both of you at once even if he's using your cock to fuck your mother. You dump two loads into your mother's ass before your father even pumps one into your own, your girlish moans filling your parents' bedroom as the three of you couple. Your father wraps his arms around you and pulls you back with him as he lays back, urging you into a riding position. You quickly begin bouncing on his prick, only pausing when your mother moves in to start sucking your cock, either not caring or aroused by the fact that it was just up her own ass. She continues to suck on you as your father guides you in slower motions of riding his cock, only to stop when he lifts you up high enough for his member to slip out of you and flop against his belly. She lifts it up and wraps her lips around it, quickly deep-throating him and bobbing her head over it a few times, before lifting it back into position for you to slip your ass back down on it.\n\nThe three of you spend the rest of the day in similar configurations, or sometimes in pairs, with your mother occasionally sitting out to play with her pussy while she watches her husband fuck her son, or more rarely your father sitting back and stroking himself as he watches you pump your cock into the cunt that birthed you. The next day your father returns to work, which means it's mostly you and your mother... when she's not busy with housework or her other usual projects, she's usually sucking your cock or pounding your ass with her new strapon, cooing at you and calling you a naughty little butt slut in that sweet motherly voice of hers. She also usually makes sure you're waiting for your father when he arrives home each day, with a lubed-up ass and sometimes brand new lingerie to show off to him. You take to sleeping in their bed, often waking to find your father's cock already deep in your ass and pumping away at you, or your mother's hand or mouth wrapped around your own stiff prick.\n\nAs spring break draws to a close, your parents insist on you sleeping in your own bed that night so you can get some rest before starting in on the rest of the school year the next day. You're not sure whether to be exhausted or relieved when the incubus appears for the first time since you made the wish that night, though either way you're soon on your knees beside the bed and sucking him off.\n\n"Mmm, I've been getting a lot of nice energy off all the wicked stuff you've been doing with your parents, slut," he coos down at you. "Enough that I think I'm going to let you earn another wish. This one might be even bigger than the last, hm?"\n\n"Mmnf?" You do your best to make your tone questioning, which is obviously somewhat difficult with over a foot of demon cock buried down your throat.\n\n"You're going back to your silly human school tomorrow, yes? I've replaced about half of your wardrobe with girl clothes. Tomorrow you'll dress like the girl we both know you really are."\n\n"Mglk! Hgh ghd hn tblk!"\n\n"I suppose you'll just have to wait and see whether I influece people enough that you <i>don't</i> get in trouble. But like I told you last time, it's your choice... though obviously I'll punish you if you don't make the right one!" he adds with a wicked giggle as he pumps one of his usual massive loads right into your belly. "Ah... one more thing... if you let yourself get fucked in the ass, say goodbye to the rest of your masculinity! I'm sure you won't miss it though."\n\nThe next morning you wake up laying sprawled in bed, as usual after the incubus's more recent visits clean and energized. You slide out of bed and move over to your chest of drawers, pulling open your underwear drawer. It's split almost perfectly in half between the plain white briefs you usually wear and an assortment of mostly plain panties, though there's some of the more frilly and pretty variety your mother's bought you to wear for your father recently. You hesitate, then lift out a pair of plain white cotton panties and a pair of the briefs, crossing over to the mirror. Your hair's now down past your shoulders quite noticeably, enough that you could probably pull it into a ponytail. You hold up the briefs, and then the panties. It looks like you're about to cross a line and take a risk again, either way...\n\n<hr>\n[[Briefs.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Panties.|QOInc4x2]]

Slow down there. You take a few deep breaths, doing your best to calm Maya's racing heart. No need to go jumping off any erotic cliffs. There's plenty of fun to be had without doing anything like... that.\n\nYou sit down at Maya's computer and turn it on, and spend a little while looking through her files. Huh, so girls look up porn on the internet too, huh? That kind of blows your mind. You almost don't notice the distant sound of the door closing, but lift your head when you hear a car start and pull out. That's her dad leaving, yes!\n\nYou quickly shimmy the boyshorts down and off and lift the tanktop over Maya's tits, sitting back and starting to stroke two fingers along your pussy, your other hand on a perky bare breast, moaning lowly as you watch Maya's saved porn images scroll across the screen. Sure, they're pretty much all guys, but at this point you're pretty comfortable admitting that you're a fan of cock, and not ashamed to picture the hot guys Maya apparently prefers pushing her body down and pounding her pussy while you're occupying it.\n\nYou get yourself off once before deciding to take further advantage of this opportunity. You set up Maya's webcam to take pictures every other second, then stand up and step back, pulling off the tanktop completely. You strike a few poses, showing off Maya's naked body, arching your back to make her tits jut out, leaning them in close to the camera so they fill the little screen showing the image. Turning around, you wait a few moments to make sure it's gotten a few pics of her from behind, then bend forward and reach behind yourself, spreading Maya's asscheeks and baring her pucker to the camera and letting it get a few shots of that as well. After that it's another quick masturbation session, though this time you turn on the video record function and make sure to moan and gasp plenty, even throwing in a few murmurings of "Jamie!" here and there in a rather self-indulgent twist. Once you're done, you go through the files, select the best photos and the video to mail to your own email account, delete the sent mails and the files from Maya's computer, and congratulate yourself on the perfect crime.\n\nNow! Let's see, what to do. You could just continue to [[laze around and play with Maya's stuff|QOBook]] (which obviously includes her body), you could [[snoop around her house|QOBaalStart]] since you've never had the opportunity (or confidence) to do so before. Or... well, you do still kind of want to [[get fucked|QOBook]], there are other ways you could do that which aren't likely to come back and bite Maya, at least not as much as banging her own dad.

"Fine, fine, I'll go to the study hall," you say with a sigh, holding your hands up. "It's... it's not a big deal though."\n\nKevin looks a bit dubious, but nods, and after a moment turns and walks off. You let out a sigh, then decide to head for the room. Mr. Andrews is actually Coach Andrews, a forty-something teacher with red hair greying at the temples, though he's still pretty fit, not having started to get square and beer-gutted like a lot of the older male coaches. He glances up as you walk into the empty room, just looking at you for a moment before clearing his throat. "Well, you're the only one here, so take a seat wherever you want and do what you like."\n\nYou nod, picking a seat towards the middle of the room and sliding into the desk, setting your backpack down and pulling out your lunch. You eat your sandwich quietly, occasionally glancing up towards the front where Mr. Andrews is sitting working at his computer. Once you catch him glancing at you as well, and for some reason you blush and duck your head when your eyes meet his. You squirm a little in your seat and resume eating, eventually popping open the pudding cup. As you're about to tuck in, you fumble the spoon, giving a surprised squeak as it hits the floor and goes skittering off. Of course it does! Sighing in frustration, you set the cup down and make your way over to the cabinet the spoon slid under, getting down on your knees to try and reach it. After a few unsuccessful grabs, you finally just lean forward, shoulders practically on the floor, unthinkingly wiggling your butt a little in the air as you grope for the spoon.\n\nJust as you've snagged it, you hear a strangled noise behind you. Blinking, you raise back up onto all fours and glance over your shoulder. Mr. Andrews is focusing much more intently than before on his monitor, face rather red. It... might have something to do with the fact that your skirt has fallen forward and bared your panty-hugged, girly little butt... as well as the slight bulge of your cock in the front of your panties. You blush brightly yourself... then realize that your little display likewise has probably has something to do with the rather noticeable bulge in the teacher's pants that you can see from this angle. The very... big bulge. You find yourself licking your lips, leaving the spoon where it is and crawling forward across the floor, sliding under his desk before you've even really thought about it.\n\nMr. Andrews is so absolutely focused on not paying attention to you that he doesn't even notice anything until the sound of his zipper being undone fills the air. His eyes go wide and his head jerks down, just in time to watch you fish his long, fat cock out of his boxers. "J-Jamie, what-!" But he cuts off with a moan as you drag your tongue up the underside of his cock, then slide your lips back down the side of it. He swallows hard, obviously unable to bring himself to protest again as you give your tongue a few rolls at the base of his shaft, before licking your way back up. Your eyes stay on your teacher's face the whole time you're working his cock with your tongue, not wavering even when you feel his hand come to rest on your head.\n\nStill, you take that as a sign to slip your lips over the tip and start bobbing your head. You finally break eye contact as you instead close your eyes to focus on working him deeper into your mouth, your lip gloss leaving little shiny streaks on his shaft and leaving you with the taste of a wax strawberry on your tongue as you lick at him. You've had plenty of practice at this over spring break, so when he gives your head just the slightest push your throat stretches around his prick, gulping him down further and further until your face is pressed into the open fly of his pants. You slip a hand down, pushing down the front of your panties and letting your stiff cock spring free fully, stroking it almost absently while the soft cotton hugs against your balls.\n\nYou work your head up and down, rolling it just a little bit so you can work his cock around inside your throat and reach more parts of his shaft with your tongue. If Mr. Andrews wonders where one of his students learned to give head better than a hired whore, he doesn't ask, instead just moaning quietly and slumping back in his chair, watching you deepthroat him and occasionally sneak those almost shy little peeks up at his face. His lips part and he begins to breathe faster as you go, and eventually a grunt is your only warning as his cock begins shuddering in your throat. You pull back to have just your lips wrapped around the very tip, stroking his shaft with your other hand to encourage him to spill his entire load onto your tongue, recently cock-bulged slender throat visibly gulping as you swallow repeatedly.\n\nHe's breathing hard, face flushed, hand stroking over your hair as he finishes. And from the look in his eyes, he wants more.\n\n<hr>\n[[Suck him off again.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Get up on the desk and let him fuck you.|QOInc4x4]]

Well. She asked for it. \n\nLiterally. \n\nRepeatedly.\n\nYou click on the option, and the narrator voice completes, "-<i>that it was a trap.</i>" just as Maya completes typing in the code on the pad.\n\n"What?!" Maya yips, then gives a rather louder yelp as the door snaps open incredibly fast, the second it does a pair of large humanoid robots with white frames and smooth, blank black screens for faces spring out, knocking her rifle out of her hands and hefting her up off the floor. Maya kicks and struggles, but it's obvious they're far stronger than she is as they carry her inside the room. "Hey, what gives?!" she calls, with you not entirely certain whether she's asking you or just roleplaying her part. You decide that since she was so sure she wanted you to do what you wanted, you're just gonna... turn off your mic for now and play this out.\n\nThe pair of robots carry her over to the center of the room, where there's a round pedestal in the center. They set her down on it, and a beam of light appears from overhead, holding her in place as the robots withdraw. She's forced back into that A-pose position you saw earlier, although this time she's clearly fully conscious and trying to struggle against it. "Whoa!" she calls, apparently still able to talk as there's a sparking and crackling, and her bodysuit just sort of dissolves like a bit of flash paper, leaving her standing there naked in the beam.\n\n"<i>It would appear the Eggtenders were the ones who lured Maya here with a fake job,</i>" the narrator says in a mildly regretful tone. "<i>Intending to use her for their own purposes. Those purposes would of course be-</i>"\n\nAgain everything freezes and dims, the pair of options popping up.\n\n<hr>\n[[-A NURSEMAID.|QODigi]]\n\n[[-AN INCUBATOR.|QODigi]]

"I'm gonna move you over to one of the other programs," you say after considering it for a moment.\n\n"Oh, already? You don't wanna..." Maya trails off, glancing away a bit sheepishly.\n\n"... Wanna what?"\n\n"... I mean I kind of figured the first thing you'd do would be make my boobs bigger." Instead of accusing she sounds kind of disappointed.\n\nO... kay. Shaking your head, you decide that if it will make her happy. Trying not to blush yourself into catching fire, you move the 'Breast size' slider up a bit, Maya blushing but looking satisfied as she gains several cup sizes. Your friend's kind of weird, you're now realizing. \n\nAnyway, there's a 'Transfer to-' pulldown menu, you'll send her over to...\n\n<hr>\n[[Scenario Studio.|QODigi3x2]]\n\n[[Digi Digi Dance.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Import-Export Studio|QODigi]]

"I guess there's really not anything I can do about it, huh?" you mutter.\n\n"Nope, nothing at all!" Joi agrees, well, joyfully.\n\nSighing heavily, you shake your head. "Okay, I guess. So, um, what do I actually do around here to work off my debt?" you ask as he tucks the bill away again and walks over.\n\n"Anything and everything I say! I mean, I pretty much own you until your debt's paid off! Which meeeeans," Joi adds, his grin full-on wolfish this time as he suddenly pounces towards you.\n\nYou let out a yelp as you're snagge and turned, bent over the side of the bed. Your eyes widen as Joi shifts behind you, and a moment later you can feel his long, slender cock rubbing up against your ass. "W-wait-!"\n\n"Mm-mmm! This Pokecenter is registered to provide sex services, which means giving your boss 'relief' is welllll within an employee's duties," Joi coos as he continues rubbing his cock against you with one hand, lightly pinning you down with the other. He settles the tip of his cock at your pucker, and waits for several long moments, apparently relishing you whimpering and squirming, before he pushes himself in, his dick slick and a bit cool on the outside, clearly already having been lubed up before he ever walked into the room.\n\n"Nnnnh! Ohhh, oh fuck," you whine as his cock slides slowly but steadily inside you, pushing open your ass as you're pinned down and dominated by the same slender, cute little femboy you so thoroughly topped last night.\n\n"Better get used to it, cute stuff, you're going to be getting fucked by me pretty regularly, I am a horny little naughty nurse," Joi giggles as he continues his slow push inside you. "In your time here, you'll learn alllll about pleasuring dicks, I promise, Assistant Nurse Jamie!"\n\nHe pauses again as he pushes all the way into you, his smooth balls coming to rest against yours as his hips press on your ass. He gives a slow grind of his hips, teasing another whimper from you as his cock works around inside your previously virgin ass. "Nnnnooo, that doesn't have quite the right ring to it... how abooout...! Nurse Toi!" he declares with a giggle.\n\n"I'm not a tooooy," you whine, though you're unable to keep from moaning as he starts fucking you, his hips slapping against your ass and his sack slapping against yours as he does, his slender, girlish hands shifting to gripping your waist as if confident now that you're not going to try to escape from being fucked.\n\n"You're <i>my</i> toy until your debt is cleared! And until your debt is cleared, you're going to learn to be a good little femboy Pokecenter slut," Joi assures you as he starts thrusting into you a bit harder, making your moans and light yowls come out all the louder. "Don't worry, Nurse Toi, you've got a pert girly butt and a nice tight boypussy, so I'm sure you're gonna be a biiiig hit!" \n\nThe unwanted, humiliating pleasure from the assfucking mingled with the thought that you're going to be assfucked by lots and lots of strange men sends a shudder through your body, making your eyes roll and your teeth clench as you twist fistfuls of the sheets. You gasp out as Joi leans in over you and reaches a hand between your legs, feminine fingers cupping your mostly-soft cock and balls and then teasing your mildly-aroused shaft, urging it closer to half-hardness.\n\n"Oooo, not all the way turned, huuuh? That's good, little Toi, 'cause being fucked in the ass by a straight boy is the third best thing," Nurse Joi whispers sweetly in your ear as he continues thrusting his slender, almost girlish prick into your ass. "And second best thing is a straight boy letting you fuck him in the ass and turning gay for you. But firrrst best thiiiing is <i>making</i> a straight boy let you fuck him in the ass!"\n\nNurse Joi lets out another peel of absolutely wicked giggles as his thrusts accelerate, turning into just all-out fucking now, more approaching the sort of pace you used to fuck him last night. Your jaw steadily sags and your tongue lolls, your body shuddering as you're forced to experience the pleasure of a professional whore pounding you in the ass, making you writhe under him, your half-hard cock wobbling between your thighs. He doesn't stop thrusting even as he cums, and he apparently has plenty saved up, your brain reeling in humiliation even as it comes close to whiting out from the sensation of cumming with your ass, your slickened, well-fucked hole squeezing and clenching around him. But as if just to demonstrate who's really the girl now, he pulls out partway, stroking himself and spilling the last bits of his load all over the outside of your dripping hole and across your ass.\n\n"Ahhh. Now that the first part of orientation is done, let's get you cleaned up!" Joi chirps as he pulls his panties up, then hauls your groggy self to your feet.\n\nApparently that means he's going to watch you shower... and, well, has a few other things to add. For one thing he makes you wash your hair with a dye to turn it blue, and once he's brushed it out fastens it into two little tufted mini-ponytails on either side of your head with ties that have two little hot purple balls on them. This, along with some light makeup to enhance the girlishness of your face and make you look innocent and girl-next-door-like, is your 'Nurse Toi' look, he proclaims. Apparently to go with that, he has an altered version of the Nurse Joy costume that he wears (complete with flat chest), just with a blue dress and black thigh-highs instead of the pink dress and white thigh-highs he's wearing. You blush in a mixture of humiliation and, you can't help but admit it, a bit of arousal as he guides you to a mirror and shows you what does indeed look like the sort of wide-eyed and innocent anime waifu you'd normally declare best girl.\n\n"Aw, see, told you you'd make a good femboy," Joi says smugly as he rubs your shoulders a bit. \n\n"How long do I have to do this?" you whine, which you do have to admit does make you sound a bit more on the girly side.\n\n"I told you, pretty much as long as I feel like! So you'd better be a good girlyboy and try your best to please me, hm?" Joi says, pecking you on the cheek and giving you a brief wicked grin again before putting on his Pleasant Nurse Smile™ again. "Now! To that end, you should get to work helping out around here!"\n\n"Fiiiine," you grumble. "What needs to be done?"\n\n"Oh lots of things! We have some Pokemon that have been left with us to be given 'spa days', you could help me with that! There are some errands outside of the Pokecenter that need doing, I could give you a list of those! If you're absolutely adamant that you don't want to have any fun with this, there's paperwork that needs doing in the office, that would probably take you pretty much all day. Orrrrr... if you want to learn to <i>have</i> fun, I could put you on virtual outreach duty," Joi says, with that wicked sparkle returning to his eyes that almost makes you afraid to ask.\n\nNevertheless: "Virtual outreach duty...?"\n\n"Well, my discount Pokemon center doesn't exactly have the money to look all fancy and advertise like the one across the street," Joi says flatly. "I have to go sort of 'viral' with encouraging people to stop in, or even go out of their way to come to this town to use my Pokecenter. What that means, is putting out, shall we say, <i>incentivizing</i> internet content!"\n\n"... So you're a camwhore," you say after a moment.\n\n"Besides being the regular kind yeah," Joi agrees with a smirk, putting his hands on his hips and giving them a jut. "But I bet a bunch of guys... and girls... would really go for your look. So if you want, I'll let you use the media room to make some net content. I'll give you at least half of the money that you generate, so it's entirely possible that if you go all-out, you could pay off your debt in a couple of hours. But! Up to you!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Help with Pokemon.|QOPoke7x1]]\n\n[[Errands.|QOPoke5x4]]\n\n[[Paperwork.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Camwhore.|QOPoke]]

Okay, that's got a catchy name. You click on that scenario and confirm that you want to load it.\n\nThe dungeon room around Maya quickly changes, becoming a scifi-styled hallway, gleaming and clean white with blue accents. Maya gives a squeak of surprise as what looks a lot like black rubber crawls over her skin, coating it closely enough that it's like she's been painted with ink, before a number of purple plates settle into place along her shoulders, arms, stomach, legs and feet to give it the appearance of an armored bodysuit. (You notice that none of them actually cover her breasts, crotch, or ass, leaving them completely visible and heavily obvious as just coated in a layer of material.) She almost stumbles as a blaster rifle of some kind materializes and drops into her hands, but she near-instantly adopts a comfortable posture with it... then looks confused that she did so.\n\n"<i>Maya the talented space mercenary has been hired to steal a rare egg from a facility specializing in the care, storage, and production of other species' eggs,</i>" a smooth, feminine narrator voice says, Maya's ears perking up and looking a bit smug saying that she can hear it too. "<i>She has infiltrated the facility, and is now in search of her target.</i>"\n\n"Whoa!" Maya yelps as she suddenly wheels around and takes off running down the hallway, her enhanced boobs bouncing some in the hold of the suit. From her expression and that sound, it's clear she had no idea she was going to start moving, and even now she adds, "That was weird, my body moved on its own. Now that I'm actually <i>trying</i> to run I don't feel like I'm being forced, but looks like you're in complete control of what I do," she adds, sounding satisfied for some reason.\n\n"Yuh-huh." Blushing some, you settle back in your chair, trying not to stare too much at Maya's bodysuit-clad form as she runs through the hallways... though admittedly you do kind of adjust the camera to get a better view of her butt.\n\n"<i>Soon Maya arrives at the room where her intel has suggested her target is stored,</i>" the narrator says, Maya coming to an abrupt halt in front of the door and turning towards it, again looking sheepishly surprised at her own actions. "<i>Entering the code she was given, she finds-</i>"\n\nMaya freezes in place and the screen dims, save for a pair of dialog boxes that pop up, their color scheme roughly matching the walls of the facility in style. One says [-HER TARGET WAITING FOR HER.], and the other says [-THAT IT WAS A TRAP.]. Obviously the game is paused while you make your decision. Your first instinct is, of course, to choose the option where Maya gets her objective and is the hero of the day. ... On the other hand she has kind of been pushing and pushing you to "do what you want", so you sort of want to pick the option where she gets caught, both to prove that you're not too timid to pick some lewd stuff, and to teach her to be careful what she asks for.\n\n<hr>\n[[Have her find her target.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Have her get caught.|QODigi3x4]]

You click the option for Scenario Studio, and Maya disappears from the pedestal before the window minimizes and another one pops up. This one has a loading screen a bit more like some tabletop gaming help application loader, with a dramatic dungeon wallpaper background, though the initial loading screen is simple enough: A large square button that says 'Import from file', and next to it one that has Maya's name and a picture of her face on it. You click on that, and the screen changes to an actual 3D render of the dungeon room with Maya standing naked in the torchlight, back in that frozen, expressionless A-pose she was in at first, though she is naked and with larger breasts so you know it's the right, well, her.\n\nIt takes you a moment of messing with menus to both get an idea of how to start the program and how to enable her to move and talk again, Maya once more blinking and relaxing as she stops being frozen. She looks around the dungeon room, then looks back at you and raises an eyebrow so that you can almost hear her say 'Kinky' without saying anything.\n\n"I-it's just the loading room!" you protest.\n\n"Aw. I mean, ah," Maya replies, folding her arms under her chest, obviously not realizing she's pressing them together and lifting them right up towards your 'camera' view. "So what is this anyway?"\n\n"Well I was reading while I was loading you in, and apparently it's kind of like a 'choose your own adventure' sort of thing," you explain. "Where there's some pre-written scenarios or you can write your own. Except instead of you playing the game and making the choices... uh... I kind of decide what happens to you."\n\n"... Oh. Gosh." Maya bites her lower lip, her hips wiggling a little for some reason. "That sounds, um, fun. Actually."\n\n"You're sure? I-"\n\n"I keep telling you, anything is fine! Let's go ahead and try one of the scenarios it came with."\n\n"Uh, just checking, but I kind of get the sense that most of these are gonna be pretty... uh... lewd, so just one last time-"\n\n"<i>Yes I'm sure!</i>"\n\n"O-okay! Geez, okay, gimme a second, I'll find one," you murmur, pulling open the menu and starting to look through the titles.\n\n<hr>\n[[Cavebang.|QODigi6x1]]\n\n[[Chocobo Breeding.|QODigi4x1]]\n\n[[Slave Market.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Egg Factory.|QODigi3x3]]\n\n[[Goblin Extermination|QODigi5x1]]\n\n[[Alteration Framework|QODigi7x1]]

"I can buy lamp posts for my farm?" you ask.\n\n"Sure! It gets pretty dark around here once the sun sets, unless it's the one night of the full moon. We have some nice, classic lamp posts that will brighten up your farm at night and look refined during the day."\n\nThat does sound nice. Deciding you'd like a brighter farm, you tap the option to buy them.<<set $lamppostsbought to true>><<set $fd -= 300>> You bring up the MonComm to call Amooya and tell her. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>"Hey, Amooya? I bought some lamp posts for our farm at the general store, could you come get them?"\n\n"Ooo, that will look pretty, Master! Sure, I'll have them installed by the time you get home."\n\n"Great, thanks Amooya," you answer, before ending the call.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have bought lamp posts for your farm!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Some bit of inner resolve you never even knew you had, let alone for making a cute femboy regret thinking he could top you, rears its head and takes control. Your cock surges, growing even harder than before, Joi's eyes widening as he sees it become noticeably thicker and longer than the first time. Then he squeals as you pounce on top of him, pushing his legs forward to pin him and slamming your cock into him in a full mating press as you try your best to drive him through the mattress.\n\n"Take this you little bitch! Take my cock you slut!" you call out, not even really thinking, just determined to put Joi in his place with your dick as he squeals and moans beneath you, his ass squeezing around you in apparent delight.\n\nPossessed, driven, or just horny, you fuck Joi like you're trying to drive the soul out of his body through the rest of the night. With a stamina and determination you've never felt in your life, you pound him in the mating press like an animal frantic to breed, dumping yet another load into him before pulling out, hauling him onto all fours, and going to town like a genuine dog in rut. Your balls slap against his hard, his stiff cock bouncing against his skirt as you beastfuck him.\n\nIt's as if you've decided to assert every part of your masculinity all at once by assuring this sassy little femboy that he's going to be a girl for you all night long. So of course the next position you put him in is flat on his back, making him spread his legs wide for you and wrap them around your middle as you fuck him like a proper woman. Joi certainly seems to have no problems with it, moaning shamelessly and begging for more in that feminine voice, pleading for your dick, telling you to fuck his pussy. Your cock churns up the loads you've already pumped into him, making loud, lewd squelching noises as you fuck his tight little bitch-hole.\n\nYou're really not even sure how many times you cum in him. You have some vague memories of staggering into the shower and then collapsing into the bed, before suddenly you're awake again. You blink blearily, your brain not quite processing anything yet as you sit up. Of course, as the door opens and Nurse Joi trots in, once more fully put-together and seeming chipper, you remember everything and your face goes bright red.\n\n"Well, good morning, Mister Stud!" Nurse Joi chirps.\n\n"Um... heheh... uh... morning," you murmur, fidgeting your fingers a bit. "Uh, g-guess I... got carried away?" you add, not quite sure if you should add an apology to that.\n\n"Oh, it's fine, happens all the time," Joi replies, waving a hand dismissively to your great relief. "Although, before you eat breakfast or anything like that, we really should go ahead and discuss your bill!"\n\n"R-right. For... 'special services'." You squirm embarrassedly again, watching as Joi holds up a thin piece of paper... then growing very concerned as it unfolds several times. "... um..."\n\n"Of course obviously I have to charge you for every load you dumped in me, and each one carries an additional cleaning surcharge, plus surcharges for hair-pulling, dirty talk, and... well, it's all outlined here," Joi continues in the same cheerful tone. "Normally I'd reduce or even waive these sorts of charges as a sort of 'Switch Discount', but you decided to be a big strong man so I guess you can pay like one, hmmmmm?" he adds, just a bit of wicked glitter coming into his eyes.\n\n"I... uh... I'm pretty sure I can't," you almost whimper, cringing into the bed a bit.\n\n"Oh dearrrr, reallyyyyy?" Joi coos in mock-concern, laying a hand to his cheek. "In that case I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to work it off! That's the law in this region... until you've paid off your bill, you'll just have to work at this Pokemon Center until I've paid you enough to pay this bill, and until then I get to keep all your stuff and your Pokemon."\n\n"W-what?!" you yelp. "Wait, how much do you pay?!"\n\n"Pretty much whatever I want," Joi answers with a shrug.\n\n"Th-that's not fair!"\n\n"I mean, I guess not," Joi muses aloud, tapping a finger against her chin as she glances upward. "And normally I might agree with you, but right now it's <i>really</i> working out with me so I've decided I'm okay with it currently!" she adds, smiling brightly again. "So! Ready to get to work?"\n\n<hr>\n[["... fine."|QOPoke5x3]]\n\n[["No! I refuse!"|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Run!|QOPoke]]

Oh what the heck. It's not like you're actually out anything if they don't even send it to you, the gift card was basically just something you said to make the lady you saved feel better. May as well spend it on a whim as anything else. You click the 'Buy' option and go through checkout, then barely give it another thought as you grab your tablet and head downstairs to flop on the couch and check your AFK bonuses.\n\nAbout half an hour later, there's a knock at the door. "Jamie, I'm right in the middle of something, could you see who that is?" your mother calls from the kitchen.\n\n"Yeah," you answer absently, figuring it's probably just a package being left... not yours, surely, no matter what the site said about delivery within the hour. You flip the cover of your tablet closed and take it with you more just because you don't think to put it down, tucking it in against your side as you walk over and open the door, automatically starting to look down for a package... and winding up glancing right at a girl's chest. ... Not that there's a lot of chest. Wait no that's not the point! You yank your gaze back up, seeing someone about your own age wearing... well, a heck of a getup and that's for darn tootin'. (You're shocked enough you've apparently turned into a late 19th century prospector.) She's wearing a black hooded open-fronted poncho, the hood pulled up over slightly unkempt shoulder-length raven hair. The poncho's decorated here and there with gold pieces and red and green tassels, and the rest of her outfit is both similarly elaborate and rather skimpy, with a layered top that's tight black cloth on the bottom (with a rip in the front making a "boob window"... again, not that there's a lot of window shopping to do) and a white-and-gold thing over it with some dangly bits that look like they're supposed to be monster fangs or something, matching the one attached to her choker. On bottom it's tight black hotpants, her slim legs sheathed in some sort of stockings, with matching black boots and gloves with white fur trim rounding it out. Slightly weirder than the outfit are her eyes (red) and that you're pretty sure her ears are sort of pointed... wow, she went to a lot of trouble to cosplay, you wonder what character she is? \n\n"Are you Jamie Kinsington?" she asks, looking just a little shocked herself, though you don't know how anyone wearing that getoff can reasonably be surprised by anything anyone else does. Or, y'know, is, in your case. She's putting on some sort of accent that you're fairly certain would be driving people on the internet up the wall trying to declare it as a jumbled mess that doesn't actually sound like anything and how dare she.\n\n"Um... yes?" you answer without really thinking, certainly taken off guard.\n\n"Understood. I'm Kazzel, your court mage. If you could please follow me right this way, Your Majesty," she adds, stepping back slightly and gesturing to the front walk lightly with one hand, a small but pleasant smile touching her lips. "Time is short so we really need to get going to your kingdom right away."\n\n<img src="images/Kazzel.png">\n\n<hr>\n[["... Uh... ... okay?"|KingJamie1x1]]\n\n[["... hold on a minute."|KingJamie2x1]]

You'll keep the existence of the key to yourself for now. Just until you get a better sense for these guys. "Well, I opened my closet door, and suddenly there was a spaceship hallway there instead of, y'know... my closet. I came through and was staring around, and when the ship obviously took a hit, I turned around to go back, but the doorway had turned into your bridge door. And that's it," you explain, which is all entirely the truth, just leaving out the bit about how you used the keys to cause that.\n\n"A bit of dimensional bending <i>has</i> been known to happen when the voidsonic resonator takes a hit," Splayza allows, lifting one of her hands from her hips to gesture. "I guess it's plausible that we pulled the poor kid in when we were damaged."\n\n"Oof, sorry Jamie, we definitely didn't mean to get you caught up in all this," Hara says with a sigh, her ears flopping around as she shakes her head. "Well, we'll do our best to make it up to you, but for right now there's not a lot to do. You've kind of gotten caught up in the Snek Conflict... you heard about it back on Earth?"\n\nAt you shaking your head, she explains. "Ten years ago, the Multisystem Alliance of Mutually Associating Lifeforms was attacked by the Snek Empire. The Sneks were more vicious and better-armed than we were, but MAMAL was larger and much hardier than they expected. We fought them to a stalemate for several years, and then it looked like we might be able to make one last push and really put an end to the war once and for all."\n\n"'Til all of a sudden the MAMAL Council announced that peace talks were underway," Splayza picks up, her already rather severe face made even moreso by her scowl. "Which we all thought was the start of something good. But then one month we're in peace talks, the next month the war's over, and the month after that we're 'fast-tracking normalization of relations'."\n\n"Uh." You blink. "That's pretty insanely fast, isn't it?" Even for a sci-fi setting where it's usually portrayed as like one meeting to stop a war, that just seems really rapid.\n\n"Y'think?" Splayza snorts. "Before the year was out, the Sneks had <i>three</i> seats on the MAMAL Council. They've been appointed the 'intersystem peacekeeping force' and their soldiers pretty much do whatever they want to the people in MAMAL systems."\n\n"Every time their abuses are brought to light or even proven, there's just a vague 'investigation' that we never hear about again," Kowsumi says tiredly. "Everyone knows the Sneks have bought off the rest of the council, even our own planetary governments basically admit it and call it out... but they won't actually <i>do</i> anything about it since the Council is 'following the rule of law'."\n\n"Such is politics," Dr. Kal says with a humorless chuckle, adjusting his spectacles again. "Commit any atrocity you like, so long as it will stand up in court."\n\n"There's not many of us, but some of us are willing to stand up and fight the Sneks... and sometimes that means fighting MAMAL soldiers too," Hara says with a huff. "But! It's the right thing to do to defend the people! So, afraid that's what you're caught up in, kid. Sorry. We'll do our best to get you home safely, but since none of us has heard of 'Earth' I don't know when that might be. If you're really insistent on not being dragged along, we can let you off at the next relatively safe port we come to, but for now that's the best we can do."\n\n"Point of fact, for <i>now</i> what we should be doing is getting him into the decontamination shower," Dr. Kal points out dryly.\n\n"Ah? Oh, forgot the engine cover again, Kowsumi?" Hara says dryly, glancing over at the engineer.\n\n"We were <i>in</i> a <i>hurry</i>!"\n\n"Alright, Jamie, the decontamination shower is through there, there should be shielded containers for your stuff and a suit dispenser," Hara says, gesturing to another door. She hms, and looks back at you. "Some of the stuff might be a little difficult for you to figure out, if you haven't ever been on a ship like this before. Do you want some help?"\n\n"Um?" you blink, blushing a bit again.\n\n"No need to be embarrassed! You might have noticed it's a bit close quarters, the <i>Justified Fury</i> isn't super big," Hara notes dryly, grinning. "So you get over being terribly bashful after awhile. But it's up to you!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Go alone.|QOKeys11x1]]\n\n[[Accept help.|QOKeys3x8]]

"I think I'll buy the wardrobe for my bedroom, Hopita."\n\n"Oooo, lots of fun," she chirps, tapping at her tablet. "Send me a few pictures of you wearing some of the stuff it comes with, maybe I'll reward you," she adds with a wink before proffering the tablet.\n\nYou eye her for a moment, wondering what she means <i>exactly</i>, before tapping the "Buy" button.<<set $fd -= 200>><<set $wardrobebought to true>>\n\n"Alright then, I'll call Amooya to have her come pick it up, she'll probably have it installed by the time you get home."\n\n<hr>\n[[You bought the wardrobe! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Yeah, if you're going to play Tigress Squad, obviously you should play a Tigress. You tap that option, and blink as the window expands outward and turns into a sort of two-panel mirror, showing you from front and back.\n\nYou yelp in surprise as the suit suddenly simultaneously squeezes in some parts and expands in others, rapidly squishing your body into a new shape... longer, lither legs, pressing your hips and rear into more feminine curvature, narrowing your waist. Your chest expands outward as well, rapidly taking on full, round curves... probably a D or DD, if you had to guess, though you're a little too busy blushing your head off to guess too much. In a matter of seconds your whole body has taken on the proportions of a fairly sleek, fit young woman, your face subtly altering to more feminine curves as well, but your messy brown hair not really changing much, nor the color of your eyes. You yip a bit as the suit suddenly disappears, revealing your bare breasts with puffy pink nipples and a flat, smooth crotch with sleek hairless pussylips tucked between yoru legs. You reflexively clasp your arms across yourself, then look up as the appearance windows contract back into a selection one.\n\n'Select your background\n\n[[Law enforcement|QONA]] - You were recruited from local or federal police, Interpol, or other such law enforcement agencies. Begins play with pistol proficiency and investigative skills.\n\n[[Military|QONA]] - You were recruited from some military organization, either government or independent. Begins play with rifle proficiency and survival skills.\n\n[[Special forces|QONA]] - You were recruited from some specialist organization such as intelligence services or black ops. Begins play with special weapons proficiency and stealth skills.\n\n[[Underground specialist|QONA]] - You were recruited from an outside 'occult' organization due to proving the usefulness of your skills in assisting a Tigress mission. Begins play with melee weapons proficiency and occult skills.'\n\nHuh, so you get different weapon abilities and skills depending on your background? That sounds interesting. ... Hopefully you get some clothes too, you think with a rueful glance down to your armful of boob.

Hm. Tigress Squad sounds like it has a lot more support and structure built in than the others... yeah, you'll have to follow orders, but at least it doesn't mention anything about being demoted to 'guinea pig' or anything like that, like the corporate one does. You reach out and select that option, and one of the archways lights up with a pale, very slightly flickery blue-tinted light. You walk through, and almost immediately find yourself standing in a locker room. The screen reopens, the font having become more... er, well, if you had to come for a name for it, it would be Soulless Sans Serif. It's just blocky and very much gives the sense of 'designed by an overpaid government committee to be as bland and uninspirational as possible.\n\n'You have selected Tigress Squad. You must now select your character class.\n\n[[Tigress|QONA4x2]] - The female specialists that make up the primary fighting force of Tigress Squad.\n\n[[Handler|QONA]] - Noncombatant managers for Tigress agents.\n\n[[Soldiers|QONA]] - Support units for Tigresses.'\n\n... Yeah they're not too effusive in the descriptions either, huh? Though you guess that does make it explicit... the main point of playing Tigress Squad is to play a Tigress, meaning, a girl character. It does have those two other options, but considering their even less enthusiastic descriptions, they're probably not anywhere near as cool and powerful. Well, you guess that would make sense... it shouldn't hurt too much to crossplay, eh? Even if it will be a little weird with how realistic this is...

Or if one wanted to be slightly more accurate, a succubus plushie. At least that's what you assume it is. It's of the rounded and exaggerated sort, its hair a solid black shape around its head, its face a simple set of circles and lines of eyebrows, a nose, and a smirking mouth, definitely giving it an impish (if somewhat emoji-like) expression, with red felt horns on the sides of its head. Its arms and legs are cylinder-like, transitioning from the fleshtone microfiber most of it is made of to black leather 'gloves'. It's also wearing a little black leather bikini, and despite the overall simplified shape it does have a noticeable chest and hips. Sewn to its back are a pair of red and purple felt wings, and a little flat spade-tipped tail. It's also got a leather choker sewn to its neck, a little plastic demon-head emblem attached to it.\n\n"Huh," you murmur, turning it back and forth, trying to remember actually picking it up in the store. You kind of do? Vaguely? You thought it was cute... well, it is cute, you admit as you hold it up, the whole plushie probably a bit over two feet from the top of its stuffed head to the tip of its little leather-bootie foot. You shake it around, grinning... yup, it's pretty adorable, even though you feel like you ought to hide it, lest any uncomfortable questions be asked. It's not like you bought it for lewd purposes, it's just...\n\n... um. Well. Surely it... actually now that you look, the leather bikini definitely is a separate layer and not sewn to the main plush, so it could probably come off. ... Wouldn't hurt to take a peek just to see, right...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Undress the plushie.|QOVex3x1]]\n\n[[Leave it be.|QOVex1x2]]

"I'm not dressed," you add breezily.\n\n"Oh. ... Well, did your nails turn out alright?"\n\n"Pretty great, I think!" you chirp. "I'll show them to you later, the color's super pretty."\n\n"That's good dear," your mother replies, the confusion in her voice having faded largely into warmth. "Show me tomorrow morning before school, alright?"\n\n"Mm-hmm!" you agree and, realizing that your nails are now fully dry, flop back onto your bed and start stroking your stiff prick even as you add, "Night Mom, love you!"\n\n"Goodnight sweetheart, love you too," your mom adds just as warmly, clearly with no idea that you're jerking off behind the door.\n\nYou 'mmmm' softly to yourself, biting your glossed lower lip gently as you watch your freshly-painted, glistening blue fingernails move in the strokes over your stiff shaft. You really wish Maya had jerked you off herself earlier... but, well, that would have been significantly measier and more noticeable than you getting her off, so it's understandable. 'Still, I want Maya to do me in public,' you think with a happy sigh, closing your eyes and letting your head sink back on the pillow, imagining it. 'Maybe take her out for a nice dinner, somewhere with long tablecloths... so she can slip underneath and suck me while we wait for our food...'\n\nFun little fantasies like that fill your thoughts, and you let yourself drift for a good long while, enjoying anticipations of you and Maya's weekend, other, further-off potential activities, and pure fantasies as you writhe gently on the bed, wiggling your toes in the pretty blue stockings and squeezing your cock with your pretty blue-painted fingers, making soft, happy little squeals low in your throat until you finally cum, your cock throbbing gently and spurting out particularly long, thick ropes of cum all over your fingers.\n\nYou lay panting softly in the aftermath for a few moments, then unselfconsciously pop two fingers into your mouth, suckling them clean and rolling your tongue around them before pulling them out and eyeing them. ... Yup, paint's still perfect! You were worried you hadn't let it set long enough. Giggling happily again, you lick a few more fingers clean of cum before cleaning up the rest more traditionally, then peeling off your stockings so you can do your toenails before bed.\n\n'Should I grow them out so the paint would look better?' you muse next morning as you're dressing for school, in a sort of red-pink variation of the outfit from last night (just with colored skirt and black stockings instead). You managed to do something with your hair, too, to make it cuter, a kind of 'impish tomboy' sort of brushing and set... not much more you can do until it gets longer. '... Nah, that might make fingering difficult. Guess lesbians are onto something,' you conclude, pulling on your cute new pink and white sneakers before heading downstairs.\n\n"Oh, you're still crossdressing for school, dear?" your mother says, sounding only vaguely worried as you plop down at the table.\n\n"Yeah, if anyone gives me any grief over it, I'll just talk to 'em," you reply breezily as you start eating breakfast. This seems to completely assuage her worry, and she simply plops another pancake onto your plate and compliments your nails.\n\nWhich is what you do. The talking, that is. A few people do try to start something, like teasing you or even threatening you, and some of the teachers tentatively try to suggest that maybe the school dress code doesn't necessarily allow it (even though you already checked and while it has limitations on things like skirt length it doesn't say only girls can wear them... ... you do have to pull your shirt up over your undertop though, sigh). But with your massively enhanced charisma, all it takes is calmly, cheerfully explaining to them why it's actually super cool that you are wearing cute girl clothes and usually by the end of the conversation they're nodding along enthusiastically and have decided you'd make an excellent addition to their friend/pet student group\n..\n\n'Neat little thing. Must be magic, huh?' you muse, flicking the glossy black ring with a glossy blue fingernail. 'I feel fantastic and it seems like I can talk anyone into just about anything. Forget a new me for the school year, this is a new me from now on!'\n\nOf course, the changes are still noticed. Specifically, as you're getting ready to head home on Friday afternoon, your friend Kevin corners you and pulls you off to the side into an alcove. Tall, blonde, confident, and everything you... well, used to not be, as far as you were concerned... he looks you up and down. "Bro, I've been trying to talk to you all week."\n\n"Huh? Oh geez, Kev, I'm sorry," you reply sincerely, shrugging, and incidentally letting your current sweater fall down off of <i>both</i> shoulders. (What're they gonna do, send you home?) "I've actually kind of been making a lot of new friends this week, but I didn't mean you to get lost in the shuffle."\n\n"Ah... yeah, I'd noticed. You're... different. ... Really different," he murmurs, staring down at your outfit... a pale pink off-the-shoulder sweater, white undertop, white pleated skirt and pink thighhighs. (You were trying a bit of a 'full prep' look, you kind of like it but it's not really screaming 'this is the one' at you so far. ... Hm, maybe if you went blonde?) "Like... is everything okay with you?"\n\n"Yeah, everything' great!" you chirp. "I'm heading over to Maya's right after this and the two of us are gonna spend all weekend fucking!"\n\n"... uhhhh..." Kevin murmurs, eyes wide and cheeks pink, apparently struggling to process any of that.\n\n<hr>\n[["You wanna come?"|QONile]]\n\n[["Don't worry, I can take care of you first!"|QONile]]\n\n[["Well, catch you later!"|QONile7x9]]

Giving in to some half-feral urge, you let out a low growl from somewhere deep in your throat, reaching out and grabbing a handful of your mother's hair at the back, gripping the top of her head with the other. You start shoving her down hard, forcing her all the way onto your enlarged cock, shoving it deep down her throat. The sound of her quagging fills the room as you start raping your mouther's face, her ass wagging in the air lewdly as you do.\n\n"Yeah, you like that, don't you, you fucking slut?"\n\nFor a moment you're shocked and wonder where those words came from, until you realize they came from, well, you! The dirty talk just keeps coming, too, driven by some dark impulse you never knew you had, matching the rough work of your hands to move her head and the light thrusts upward of your hips. The litany of abuse mingles with the sounds of gagging and wet pumping, as churned-up spit dribbles out onto the base of your shaft and your balls.\n\n"Yeah, you like having your son's dick fuck your throat, you worthless cockwhore. Having your mouth used like it was a bitch in heat's pussy, you like that, huh? Well don't worry you slutty piece of fuckmeat, because here it comes!"\n\nGrowling like an animal, you yank her head down, holding her in place as you empty your balls straight down her throat. You can feel her swallowing around you, sucking hard as she reflexively fights for air. When you finally yank her back up, she's gasping loudly, her lower face wet with spit. Getting up onto your knees, you grab one of her forearms and yank her forward onto the bed with strength you didn't know you had, practically tossing her down on her own knees in front of you, her face buried in the pillow. Judging from the fact that the crotch of her shorts is one big wet spot that's run down the insides of her thighs, it looks like she came several times from getting facefucked.\n\nYou yank the shorts down around her knees and, ignoring her trimmed pussy, line your cock up with her asshole before shoving forward hard, burying it to the hilt in a single thrust. Your mother shrieks into the pillow as you start roughly assfucking her, your hips slapping against her generous butt as you grip her waist and go to town. "Yeah, you like your son's big fat cock up your ass, don't you?"\n\n"Oh yes, I love it, I love it, rape my ass, baby!" she gasps out, turning her head to the side, gripping fistfuls of the sheets and twisting them. "Use me like a piece of meat!"\n\nYou grin wickedly and smack her ass, making her squeal delightedly. Then she gives a loud gasp as you reach forward and rip open the back of her tanktop, tearing at it a few more times to get it completely off of her. You smack her ass again and snap, "Up on your hands, cow, I wanna see those udders move." She obediently shoves herself up so you can really start doing her doggy style, watching her tits sway under her... hmmm, they actually look a little bigger, but maybe that's just the lack of covering.\n\nYou're really enjoying the little back-and-forth dirty talk of what a piece of degenerate cock-addicted filth your mother is when you hear an exclamation from behind you. Glancing over your shoulder, you see your father in the doorway, staring at you pounding away at your wife's pucker in dismay. Growling, you tell him...\n\n<hr>\n[["Get lost!"|QOKevPlaceholder]]\n\n[["Sit down!"|QOKevScheme3x2]]

"Yes, Myaster!" she chirps, unhesitatingly turning around and bending over, lifting her tail even higher as she raises her butt, the flared skirt not getting in the way at all. You're somehow not terribly surprised that they're blue and white striped... or that they're basically painted on, the cloth seemingly impossibly thin and form-fitting, fitting up against the curves of her big round ass and the plump lips of her pussy like real cloth seems like it shouldn't be able to.\n\nSwallowing hard, you just stare for a moment, before deciding to go all-in. "Now take them off."\n\n"Of course, Myaster, anything for you!" your mother says cheerfully, reaching back and quickly slipping her thumbs into the sides of the waistband, peeling the tight little stereotypically anime panties down. They slide off her ass, revealing her pucker and giving you a moment to stare at it before they reveal the plump lips of her pussy. She slides the panties down her stockinged legs and steps out of them, then gives her ass a wiggle, feline tail flicking back and forth a bit above it. "Nya-nya~!"\n\nYup, you're definitely doing this. Settling down in one of the chairs, you bite your lower lip, hesitating only briefly before saying, "Come suck me off."\n\n"Yes, Myaster!" Your catgirl-fied mother straightens up, taking a moment to lower the burner on the pot before she walks over to you, still showing not the slightest sign of shame or hesitation as she sinks to her knees in front of you, hands instead stroking your thighs affectionately as she nudges them apart. Your breathing quickens as she undoes the button of your jeans, then leans down, tongue flicking out to raise the tab of your zipper before taking it in her teeth and pulling it down, her eyes looking up at you in a mixture of kittenish mischief and adoration. She straightens back up, making a distinctly purr-like sound at the sight of your cock bulging out your underwear, then pulls them down in front, letting your stiff shaft spring free. Giggling a bit, she brings the pair of panties she's still holding around and slides them over your dick, making you shiver as she uses her fingers to press them around your shaft and start stroking the lower half while starting to roll her tongue around your cockhead.\n\nYou stare down at the image of your mother, in a naughty maid outfit and with an extremely cute pair of kitty ears and a tail as she strokes your dick and swirls her tongue around the tip of it, her eyes never leaving your face as she slides her lips down over the top and starts sucking. She continues to make cute little kittenish noises of purrs and mewls around you as she bobs her head, dutifully and adoringly servicing her master as ordered.\n\nOf course, between the extremely hot image, the sheer wickedness of everything, and the fact that it's your first blowjob, you don't actually last long, and she's barely even taken in two inches of your cock before you let out a moan and start spilling your load into her mouth. She gives a happy little mewl as she starts gulping it down, her tongue washing through the spurts of your cum as your dick twitches between her lips and the panties in her hand. Rather than coming up immediately once you've finished, your catgirl maided mother just continues lightly, gently bobbing your head, apparently continuing to suck until you give her another order.\n\nYou try to catch your breath and gather your wits, as hard as it is. ... In more ways than one. You glance nervously towards the door, but there's no sign or sound of your father arriving, so you look back down at your mother. Making a snap decision, you switch the dial on the ray back to 'Maid', then click it to Undo. ... This is going to take some timing, but frankly you just find the idea too hot not to try it. Pointing the ray at your mother, you pull the trigger, then quickly tap the button again to switch it back to maidifying and pull the trigger a second time.\n\nFor just an instant between flashes, your mother is there on her knees in front of you, dressed and looking normally, her eyes widening as she has that brief part of a second of realization that she's somehow on the floor with her son's dick in her mouth, along with the beginnings of tasting the little spurt of cum that you can't help but let out instinctively at the sight. Then the 'basic' maid form of her is back, and smiling around your dick again as she resumes suckling gently.\n\n"Th-that's enough," you moan softly, panting as she gets to her feet. "Thanks, Mom."\n\n"Of course, Master," she says with a bow. "I am always at your service."\n\n"R-right. Um, so here's the deal. So you can stay at my service, we're gonna hafta trick Dad. You'll have to pretend you're like... uh, like the non-maid you, can you do that?"\n\n"I can do anything you want, Master, that it's at all within my power to do," she says in a warm, loving tone, eyes sparkling. "I suppose that will mean dressing casually while he is about, and not referring to you as 'Master' when he is within hearing distance?"\n\n"Right," you say in a relieved tone.\n\n"Very well, Master. In that case, I should go upstairs and put on my disguise." She sketches another quick bow to you, then turns and heads out of the kitchen.\n\nYou slump your head back, still trying to come to grips a little bit with everything that's just happened. Holy crap the ray is <i>real</i>. You glance down at your now half-hard cock, still glistening with your transformed mother's saliva, and blush brightly... then tilt your head, blush fading as realization sinks in. Huh, the shimapan are still wrapped around your dick. ... 'Normal' maid Mom strikes you more as a plain white cotton sort, so do any clothes that aren't on their body when they get changed back stay transformed? ... You guess that probably means your mom's not wearing any panties right now, you think, the blush returning and your cock twitching back towards full hardness. Quickly tucking yourself away, you hurry upstairs, tucking the pair of panties into one of your drawers.\n\nSure enough, your mom acts entirely normally all through dinner and the following evening. Well, she seems a little more cheerful and eager-to-please than usual, but your dad doesn't seem suspicious, just happy about it. You take a moment to get her somewhat separated and say, "Come to my bedroom tonight after dad's asleep," before heading upstairs yourself. \n\nWhile you're waiting out the rest of the evening, you take a bit to examine the ray itself. Turning the dial shows that there are numerous other options besides just 'Maid' and 'Catgirl Maid'. There's stuff like 'Slut Maid', 'Nerd Maid', 'Slave Maid', and numerous others. You're almost worried that you've scrolled too far at one point, worried you might not be able to get back to the default, but then in a burst of inspiration you try holding down the red button, and watch as the display blips back to just 'Maid' after a few seconds. Ah, that's useful.\n\n'Sorta simplistic design, be nice if there was an easier way to choose,' you muse... then blink. Hey, what if...? Getting out your phone, you search for bluetooth signals, then hold down the red button again. A few moments later, a bluetooth pairing prompt reading 'SB-771' pops up. 'Nice!' you think with a grin as you hit the pairing option, and watch as it automatically installs an app. Yeah, looks like there's an option for scrolling through all the potential maid types, rearranging where they are on the wheel, and even setting up macros for what happens when you pull the trigger. ... Dang, there are a <i>lot</i> of potential maid types. Like a lot. And it looks like there's a way to add more? At least one more, there's a blank button with a little pencil icon on it... you wonder how that would even work?\n\nEventually you turn off the lights and change for bed... then, after a bit, decide to just go ahead and get naked, idly stroking your stiff prick with the shimapan as you wait. It takes awhile, but finally the door opens and your mother steps in, smiling brightly at you. Looks like she's changed back into her maid outfit... probably relieved to be the 'real' her after pretending not to be a maid all evening. "Hello, Master," she says brightly.\n\n"H-hey," you greet, blushing and setting the panties aside, fighting the reflexive urge to cover your hardon and instead just letting it jut up into the air.\n\n"I do apologize if I kept you waiting, Master, I had to get your father to go to sleep first," she says in a gently apologetic tone. "I'm afraid I had to fuck him a good three times before he was sufficiently conked out."\n\n<hr>\n[["... That's fine."|QOSB]]\n\n[["... No, don't do that anymore."|QOSB]]

"Er, well, just whatever reward you think is best should be fine," you assure her.\n\n"Hmmm. Whatever I think is best, huh?" The gorgeous blonde taptaps a fingertip against her lower lip, then smiles brightly. "Hey, what's your name?"\n\n"Erm. Jamie." As she continues to beam expectantly at you, you squirm a little and add, "Kinsington?"\n\n"Well, Jamie Kinsington, I'm Leanna Queen, and I'm definitely going to give you the best and most fitting reward ever!" Her eyes sparkling, she reaches out to ruffle your hair. "It'll take a few days, but I'll be seeing you, alright?"\n\n"Sure?" you answer, giving her a wan smile. Frankly you feel like your reward is finally getting to depart, feeling exhausted as you do... man, talking to people is tiring, talking to beautiful, energetic people is like someone drained your soul out.\n\nThe next several days proceed as completely normal, and you start to think that Leanna must have forgotten about you. Eh, that's fine, you'd forget about you too, if you weren't you. You just hope she hasn't gotten into any more car accidents. That Friday when you arrive home, however, you're a little surprised to see your father's car in the driveway several hours early... as well as a sleek, shiny red car that you've never seen before. Bracing yourself for guests, you head through the front door, and almost go slack-jawed at a familiar person sitting on the couch, chattering cheerfully away at your parents who for once look almost as awkward as you usually feel.\n\n"Oh! Jamie, hi!" Leanna chirps, hopping to her feet, breasts looking like they might almost bounce out of her snug little dress. "It took a little longer than I expected, but I just finished everything up!"\n\n"Finished...?"\n\n"Yup, just like you asked, I've decided to adopt you! From now on, I'm your mom!" Leanna declares proudly, putting her hands on her hips and jutting out her equally proud chest.\n\nThat makes you splutter wildly. "W-wait, what?!"\n\n"I mean, that's what you meant, right? You said I should do what I think is best... you saved my life, so obviously I'm responsible for your life! You're going to come live with me and be my son, all the paperwork is done and all your stuff is already packed and being put in your new room! Along with all of your new stuff, obviously!"\n\n"But, but, but, that's insane, I already have parents, I-!"\n\n"Um. Jamie, this is... this is a really good opportunity for you," your mother answers, eyes averted. "Leanna will be able to send you to all the very best schools, and hire amazing tutors..."\n\n"She can provide you with things we couldn't even begin to imagine," your father adds, looking steadfastly at your knees.\n\nYou try to catch their eyes a few times, but their heads keep turning. ... She bought them off. Which basically means... she bought <i>you</i>. You look at Leanna, who's still smiling sunnily, not a trace of bad intent to be found. She legit thinks this is what you wanted, or at least something you would want.\n\n<hr>\n[[Run out.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[... Fine then.|QOLeanna1x1]]

The combination of his size, authority, assertiveness, and a strange feeling low in your belly makes it no contest. "Yessir," you murmur quietly, ears low as you stand up and pull off your shirt, baring your slender, white-furred chest and spotty, cream-and-grey back. A moment later you wiggle your pants and underwear down as well, stepping out of them and your shoes and standing bashfully in front of the coach, rubbing your upper arm with one hand as you watch his eyes roam over your sleek, naked form and slender, and your (mostly) limp cock. At another snort from him, you turn and clamber up onto the mostly clear middle of the desk, feeling his eyes still on your back and your pert, spotted ass as you get up and then turn to lay on your back. Your slightly shaking hands reach forward to grip the undersides of your knees as you lift your legs, hauling back on them to display your bare, vulnerable pink pucker beneath your furry white sack, your thick, fluffy tail swishing lightly over the edge of the desk.\n\n"Might be a malingerer, but that does look like a fine bit of boypussy," Coach Charger grunts as he reaches down and pulls out the straps of his jock to let it drop, revealing his grey cock and heavy, leathery sack. His cock looks pretty human in shape, although the veins are prominent and thick, though as he steps around to the front of the desk it grows harder, and thickens much, much more. It's definitely not as big as some of the ones you've seen (or gathered) among the students, or at least it's not as <i>long</i> as Gabriel's is... but like him, it's very, very thick. The middle bulges out at least twice as wide as the head, which is already increadibly girthy. You tremble, letting out an intimidated mewl as he steps in, rubbing his tip against the fur around your pucker.\n\nThen he's pressing right up against you and pushing inside. Your eyes roll in your head as the tip alone spreads your asshole wider than you would have expected, your tongue poking out as he just keeps pushing in further and further. You would have expected it to hurt (quite a lot), especially with him giving you no particular preparation, but that thick grey cock spreading you open feels not only comfortable, but intensely pleasurable. Your cock rapidly hardens, sliding along your white-furred belly and then jutting up above it, twitching and dribbling pre down onto your fur as his cock just keeps spreading you open wider and wider. It's not a single large bulge in the middle, more of a gradual thickening, but once he hits the middle point you can feel him sinking in deeper and faster, your ass practically swallowing him up as he pushes in deeper.\n\n"Mmmm, gotta admit, malingerer or not, this is one fine little piece of boypussy," the rhino-man rumbles, shifting his hips a bit as he finishes pushing into you completely. He reaches up, thick fingers tweaking your stiff nipples and making you whimper. "Look at these girly pink nipples, too. Probably best you don't get out there with the rest of 'em, Kinsington, wiggling that pretty butt around and showing these nips through your shirt would just distract every boy in the class thinking of making you his bitch."\n\nYou moan, your cock throbbing some at the assessment, your breath coming in sharp little pants as the big man begins pumping his hips. There's little technique or care shown, just that broad, powerful form pounding his thick prick into your ass again and again. The desk below you rocks and thumps lightly against the concrete floor as he pounds into you, your formerly virgin ass going taut around the middle of his shaft every time he pulls out only to swallow him back in every time he thrusts in. He alternately holds your waist for purchase or raises his hands up to pinch and tease your nipples, tweaking and tugging on them like he would a girl's, even cupping your chest and squeezing at it like he would a pair of tits. Every so often he'll bring a hand down and smack your ass in between thrusts, making you mewl and arch, more pre dripping onto your bellyfur to smear with the rest.\n\nFinally Coach Charger gives a bellow and thrusts forward, burying his cock deep inside you, the feeling of a thick, hot wetness rushing through you setting you off, your body trembling as your cock twitches and spurts, spilling your load all over your soft white chest and belly, a few splatters of it even landing on your now puffy and swollen pink nipples. The coach huffs and pants, snorting out through those powerful nostrils a few times as he watches you tremble and writhe under him, hands barely still holding onto your knees. Then he suddenly begins pumping and thrusting again, fucking you even faster than before, his leathery sack beating out a quick rhythm as it slaps against the front of the desk. Your eyes roll up in your head, a long feline yowl escaping your lips as your slightly softening prick immediately goes back to full hardness as you're fucked even harder and faster than before, your hands clenching on the insides of your knees.\n\nBy the time Coach Charger finishes his second go, the bell is ringing to signal the end of class. He grunts as he pulls back, now mostly limp cock sliding out of you, leaving your ass gaping, the darkened pink smeared entirely with his cum, a gush of it falling out to dribble on the floor. "Shower and get to your next class, Kinsington. Though I suppose from now on you know what the alternative to gym class is," he adds, making his way back around the desk and settling into his creaky wooden chair, tilting it back as he grabs his water bottle.\n\n"Y... yessir," you say breathlessly, gradually putting your legs down and then slipping off of the desk and to your feet. Your legs feel like jelly as you collect your clothing, too dazed to be embarrassed as you wobble your way out of the office and to the locker room proper. You blush as your state is noticed and attracts a few wolf whistles (including one literal one), but no one presses any further than that, leaving you to shower off and use the fur-dryers in relative peace. Dressing, you make your way to your next class, still trying to process what just happened, and how much you enjoyed it.\n\nMaya too seems distracted through the classes you have with her, and at the end of the day the two of you make some distracted small talk before parting ways. As you're heading for the exit, you jump a little and puff out your tail as an arm thumps around your shoulders. "Pffft, jumpy as always," your friend Kevin chuckles, his luxurious mane shifting as he shakes his head. "Man, you either need to cut down on the caffeine or drink more of it."\n\n"Um, hey Kevin," you murmur, glancing down. Figures Kevin would turn into a symbol of power and bravery while you... have a habit of biting your tail. "S-s'up?"\n\n"Not much. Hey, I thought we'd go to the mall, sort of unwind after having to be back here," he suggests, his own tail swishing behind him lazily. "Sound good?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yeah, okay.|QOBook]]\n\n[[... Um, how about... hanging out... in private instead?|QOBook]]

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She loves it when you still act like a kid, getting zapped by a ray gun would probably make her day. Grinning sheepishly, you head downstairs and into the kitchen. Your mother is standing at the stove, stirring what smells like a big pot of chili. She's definitely kept up well, well enough that your friend Kevin likes to annoy you by commenting how hot she is. And admittedly she's got kind of that 'hot anime mom' feel to her, complete with ponytail draped forward over her shoulder (and big boobs and butt, to be honest). She's wearing a fairly modest half-sleeve yellow shirt, apron, and shin-length blue skirt, and gives you a smile as you come in. "Hello, Jamie, what is it?"\n\n"Oh, nothing," you reply, before grinning and lifting the ray gun to playfully zap her. Which is why it's such a surprise when instead of that one recorded noise that 90% of all toy ray guns seem to make, a bolt of blue light flies out of the tip and zig-zags through the air before impacting her and covering her entire body in a near-blinding white flash.\n\nWhen it clears, she's wearing... a maid uniform. The skirt's fairly short but not super short, coming down about halfway to her knees, but it has a fair amount of cleavage showing up top, her displayed chest trimmed with white frills, and a little white apron on the front. She's even wearing one of the little headbands with the lace trim up top! As you stare slack-jawed, she smiles and turns towards you, taking hold of the sides of her skirt and lifting slightly as she curtsies.\n\n"What can I do for you, Master?"\n\n"Uhhhhh..." You answer, before furiously stabbing 'Undo' and zapping her again.\n\nOnce again her body is covered by that bright flash, and when it clears she's dressed exactly as she was. She blinks a few times, raising a hand to her cheek and looking confused, before shrugging and turning back to the stove. "Dinner will still be a little while, dear," she says breezily.\n\nYou stare at her, then down at the Servabeam. ... It works? And undoing it apparently means she doesn't remember being changed. You stare back and forth several times, then curiously turn the dial a notch. The digital display changes to read 'Catgirl Maid'. Almost fearfully, you lift the raygun and zap your mother again.\n\nThis time when the flash clears, the maid outfit is rather skimpier, with a flaired-out skirt that lifts so that her long feline tail can jut out the back. The extra pair of feline ears atop her head twitch and she turns towards you with a bright smile, her (now slightly larger and definitely much firmer) boobs giving an energetic bounce even with that simple motion. "Myaster, what can I do for you-nya?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Ack! Undo undo UNDO!"|QOSB]]\n\n[["... Show me your panties."|QOSB1x2]]

"... I mean... if it would be quieter," you murmur. To be honest you're kind of curious... her pussy felt <i>so amazing</i>, and you kind of assume it had to be that wild because she's a succubus. What's the weird plushified version of that? Plus, if you're going to have a succubus familiar... may as well get freaky with it. You blush at Vex's particularly smug sewn-on look as she starts doing a stripper dance despite her cute little body, shaking her seamed hips and bopping her arms up and down as you shed your shirt and sleeping pants, cock jutting out in front of you. "Uh... you made me pretty big, though," you note sheepishly. "I'm not gonna like... rip you apart or anything?"\n\n"Naaaah! While I was enhancing you I slapped a bit of an 'it'll fit' enchantment on that bad boy, you never have to worry about a hole being too tight again," Vex answers smugly. "Heheh, just lay back and let me take care of it for you, Master."\n\nSounds good to you. Still blushing at the even weirder turn your life has taken in the last twenty-four hours, you lay back on your bed, your enhanced cock wobbling around in the air. Vex apparently finds that pretty amusing, snickering and batting at it like a cat toy with her leather mittens, before starting to stroke her fingerless cotton-stuffed hands up and down the sides of it. "Mmm, how's that feel, Master? Pretty good?" she asks teasingly.\n\n"Y-yeah," you admit, squirming around at the feel of the cool, slightly slick leather stroking over your hot, sensitive shaft.\n\n"Heheh, such a perv, Master, enjoying getting a handjob from a plushie that doesn't even have hands!" Snickering some more at your expression of mingled indignation and pleasure, Vex leans forward, rubbing the squinchy fabric of her breasts against the underside of your cock, their relatively diminutive size despite being just as large on her relatively as they are in her true form making you feel like a giant. "How about this, huh? You like my cute cloth titties? Huuuh? Does my plushie titjob feel good?"\n\nYou just let out a low moan since that question is so weird and yet the only question is 'yes'. It's so incredibly odd to have her rubbing her flat, embroidered face against your prick, wrapping her arms around it to rub and stroke as she works her whole body against it, and yet it definitely all feels good. ... You might be getting off a bit on her teasing you like this, too. Pre starts leaking out of your tip, smearing across her face as she rubs against it, the sewn-on line of her mouth bumping across it and letting the liquid soak in a bit.\n\nAfter awhile of continuing to use her slickly-textured microfiber body and leather mittens to stimulate you, Vex clambers up onto your belly, your brain torn between laughing at the image of the little naked plush moving atop you and bending forward, reaching between its legs to move your cock up to press against the hole between its legs, and excited anticipation. Then you moan loudly as she starts sliding downward... the interior of her pussy seems to be made of the same squinchy, stretchy microfiber as the rest of her body, but a sort of slicker, almost... glossier version. It <i>almost</i> feels wet and yet it doesn't, the friction much higher than her dripping flesh and blood pussy. Vex is also cooing and moaning as she wiggles her little ass and presses herself down further, stretching her cloth pussy as you penetrate deeper and deeper into her cotton-stuffed body, bit by bit wiggling her way unto you until the cute little stuffed succubus is sitting back on your balls, resting her plump little fingerless arms behind her head as she wiggles her round microfiber tits with their pink felt nipples around.\n\n"Ahhhhh... I can feel your cock all the way inside my head, Master," she moans happily, pressing her non-hands against the sides of her head to smoosh its shape around a bit... and indeed you can feel the tightness of the cotton filling shift and squeeze around the top of your cock. Holy crap... you're literally fucking her entire body! And she seems to love it from the way she gives an almost drunken giggle and shakes her semi-shapeless hips around, working you around further inside her.\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep letting her tease you.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Grab her and fuck her little cotton brains out.|QOVex]]

No. Bad brain. "Uh, I mean, it's nice to meet you too. Sorry that I..." You trail off, pointing at the open door, then add lamely, "Are you okay?"\n\n"No, please kill me," Princess Caitrin murmurs to the floor, which you suspect you weren't supposed to hear but the flat surface is pretty good at reflecting sound. Then she raises her head and forces a smile. "I am well, your majesty, thank you. I just... need a little longer to finish preparing!"\n\n"Right. Um, I'll see you... out here, then," you add, pointing at the door again before this time backing out through it, snagging the handle as you go and pulling it closed with you, then just stopping and staring at the wood for a few seconds.\n\n"Well! I should go announce that we're almost ready to begin, and warm up the crowd a little," Kazzel says just a little too breezily, turning on her heel and starting to march off... only to come to an abrupt halt with a soft 'eep' as she hears the sword being unsheathed behind her.\n\n"Kazzellllll," you almost growl, one of your eyes twitching. That's never happened before. You're so angry you almost enjoy it.\n\n"Y-... yes, your majesty?" she asks as she slowly turns back to face you, that smile much wider but much more distinctly nervous now.\n\n"Yooooou forgot to mention something, didn't you?" you almost rumble, in a voice you'd be impressed you were actually capable of if you were thinking rationally, taking a step towards her. "Actually, you didn't <i>forget</i> at all, did you?"\n\n"Haha, I don't know what your majesty means about forgetting to mention that you would be automatically engaged to the princess when you pulled forth the Sword of Rule, I'm pretty certain that I very heavily implied it at least several times!" Then she gives a loud squeak and flings her hands up level with her head as the point of Cuntslicer is brought almost perfectly in line with the tip of her nose. "OkayIadmitIdidn'tsayitoutrightonpurposebecauseyoualreadyseemedreallynervousandit'soneofthosethingsthatcan'tbehelpedpleaseforgiveme!"\n\n"Just... just...!" Your eye twitches a few more times, then you make an aggravated noise and shove the sword back into the scabbard. "How many more of those do you have waiting to spring on me?!"\n\n"Like... that one and one more," Kazzel murmurs, glancing down and tapping her fingertips together, then just smiling sheepishly as you glower at her. "I'm truly sorry, your majesty, it's just one of those things. As a new ruler ascended from outside the current family line, everything of the old ruling family's becomes yours... including any remaining family members. In the case of an unwed female blood heir, it serves as a magically enforced engagement. There's nothing I could really do about it, so I thought I could sort of... ease you in by dropping hints, and that by then you might not be too averse to it." She hesitates briefly before adding, "The princess is really very wonderful, I assure you, your majesty... James... I think the two of you will be very-"\n\n"Stop." You point at her, eyes narrowed. "You finish that sentence and we're going to have the discussion we're going to have later right now instead, right here in this hallway, and you won't like it."\n\n"... Yes, your majesty," Kazzel squeaks meekly.\n\nAgain, you'd be almost impressed with yourself if you weren't only acting like this because you were so angry you're not even thinking about it. You rub your face briefly with both hands, then huff and fling them down. "Alright, what's the other thing?!"\n\n"Um. I really think it's best if you wait and find out later," the shorts-clad enchantress murmurs, tapping her fingertips together and looking off to the side, then smiling sheepishly when you glower again. "I mean, it's not a 'today' sort of thing, and it's still going to be there later, do you really want any more uncomfortable shocks today?"\n\n... Okay, point. Sighing, you nod, then add as she turns to walk away, "We <i>are</i> gonna have that talk later, though."\n\n"... Yes, your majesty," she murmurs, turning back to bow again before finally managing to escape. \n\nYou stand there brooding and trying to calm down, and eventually the doors open again. This time Princess Caitrin is managing to keep her feet perfectly, having put on black slippers decorated with small black gems on over her stockings, as well as a white dress with gold trim, in a faintly Chinese style... it looks a little like a qipao with its high collar and fold-across-the-front flap, as well as the slits up the side to show some leg, but is fitted around the chest and waist a bit more like a European-style dress. Apparently to contrast you she has a soft, shiny black cape draped around her shoulders, but likewise fastened with a smaller version of the gold clasp as yours. Her hair has been brushed out and part of it braided to form a 'crown' around the top of her head and one long braid in back over the rest of her loose hair. She's also got on a thin silver tiara, really barely more than a particularly thick wire that rests in a deep V on her forehead.\n\n"Your majesty," she greets, bowing to you far more elegantly now.\n\n"... Princess Caitrin," you answer, since you're not sure what else to say. \n\n"Well, we should go, the people will be waiting," Michielle says cheerfully, turning to lead the way down the hall.\n\n"... Um," you say after a few seconds of walking beside Caitrin in silence. "So... I really only found out we were all... magically engaged and stuff... like five minutes ago. So, um... ... sorry."\n\n"E-eh?" That refined, dignified air disappears like someone flipped a switch, Caitrin's head whipping to look at you. Then she almost trips over her own toes and quickly rights herself, obviously taking a moment before sighing and saying, "I am sorry, your majesty. Kazzel can be like that, it's something she learned from her-" Then she blinks, before stopping and looking at you and pointing at herself. "Wait... did you apologize to me?"\n\n"Ah... yeah." You rub the back of your head sheepishly as you stop as well, or rather start to before yanking it back down, realizing you were about to ruin the effort Michielle went to at styling it. "I mean, being pushed into a marriage with someone, plus a stranger, plus... me," you add lamely, glancing down.\n\n"Um, but... your majesty... I've always known I was going to have my marriage arranged for me, probably to someone I hadn't met, that's... quite normal for royalty," Caitrin murmurs, putting her fingertips to her mouth. "A-and, as for you, I mean, so far you seem... I mean, you're very... and I..."\n\n"Your majesty, your highness, the people," Michielle prompts primly, making you both jump and hurry to catch up with her, Caitrin just almost managing to fall over again in the process. \n\nSoon you're approaching a massive pair of double doors, which Michielle and Tanyielle pull open in front of you... admitting a stream of sunshine and the sound of a crowd. Trying not to pass out or vomit instantly, instead you keep making your way forward as your eyes adjust to the brightness and pick out Kazzel standing on the large balcony ahead. "And now! I present to you, your new ruler! King Jameson the First!"\n\nThe roar of cheering and applause that hits you as you step towards the railing is simultaneously one of the most terrifying and gratifying things you've ever experienced in your life. The courtyard below is packed fairly full, with little roped-off areas in which stand various well-dressed people with some slight room between them, and the rest which is mostly people in less elaborate or just outright simple outfits packed in shoulder-to-shoulder and almost chest-to-back. You stare down at them, and after a bit the cheering and applause trails off.\n\n"Just do your best, your majesty," Kazzel murmurs quietly, putting a hand to your elbow before stepping back, leaving you standing out front alone with the others arrayed behind you.\n\nYou've actually got to give a speech... as king. Of these people. Their new ruler. Okay, just... do your best!\n\n<hr>\n[["So... I know I'm not much..."|KingJamie]]\n\n[["This is new to me, but..."|KingJamie]]\n\n[["I'm not from here, but the Princess is, and..."|KingJamie]]\n\n[["..................................."|KingJamie]]\n\n[[[Brain break noise]|KingJamie]]

"I, uh... I need like a minute," you murmur, hunching deeeper inder the covers.\n\nMichielle smiles indulgently, folding her hands in front of her. "Certainly, if you need a minute, your majesty. However... let me just say, I've dressed and bathed many, many, many young noblemen over my time of service. So I can assure you that certain <i>embarrassments</i> are likely to happen from time to time. It might be best to simply make your peace with it now."\n\n"Uh. Pretty... pretty sure I can't do that," you mutter, blushing even brighter and, even more annoyingly, your cock throbbing a little harder at her so gently and sweetly informing you that she doesn't mind you getting a hardon because of her.\n\nMichielle is silent for a moment, before sinking to sit on the side of the bed and reaching out to stroke your hair a bit. Despite the fact that, if anything, that should make you even more fidgety and nervous, somehow it's exactly as soothing as she clearly means it to be. "Your majesty. You are obviously a sweet boy, and not a little shy. But if you truly mean to be king, you cannot stay a sweet, shy boy. You will have to begin to become a man. And no, I don't mean it <i>quite</i> like that," she adds with a twinkle in her eyes as your cheeks pink again. "Rather, I mean you'll need to learn to be a bit bold, and in this case it's only a bit. Also, I'm currently not only the head maid but also the only healer on staff... should you become injured or ill, I would have to see your bare body anyway. You might as well become used to my presence now rather than hesitate in a situation like that, yes?"\n\nSigh. With that amount of logic you guess you can't really argue too much. Still rather sheepishly, you climb out of the bed once Michielle has stood again, trying not to be too awkward about the bulge in your pajama bottoms but also not get so super casual that you thrust out your hips like 'Yeah here's the royal jewels what of it?' Michielle bows slightly, then gestures for you to follow her as she heads into the palatial bathroom next door, with a marble bathtub that really looks more like a small pool, filled with steaming water. "I presume your majesty would like to undress himself?" she asks breezily as she moves to a long counter to start plucking up various bottles.\n\n"Uh, y-yeah, and bathe myself too, thanks," you murmur, fidgeting.\n\n"Again, I'm afraid we have no time for such things. I really must see you are properly, kingishly clean and groomed, your majesty, and as quickly as possible. So, come now, off with them and into the water."\n\n... Dammit, she just outright used the Mom Voice on you. Your face solid red, you undo the shirt, trying to drag it out by moving slowly but then energized into doing so more quickly as she gives a soft 'Tch'. You still hesitate a little before pushing the pajama bottoms down, feeling a mix of humiliation and excitement as your cock springs free and juts out in front of you... and a mixture of relief and disappointment as the elf maid doesn't even bat an eye, but merely gestures to the water. You walk over, trying to ignore various things wobbling and swaying right in her eyeline, and step into the water, hissing and hopping just a bit at how hot it is. You settle in, then squirm as Michielle comes over wielding a very sudsy item that looks a lot like a loofah and begins scrubbing at your neck and shoulders. "Uh... are you really gonna...?"\n\n"Yes, your majesty," Michielle answers with prim placidness as she leans forward to scrub at your chest, her clothed breasts brushing the back of your head. You do your best not to fidget or absolutely lose your mind as she lifts your arms to scrub them and under them, as well as your chest, back, and sides. And then just as implied, she leans forward and slips below the water, scrubbing rather more gently around your crotch and over your shaft and sack, leaving you fighting not to whimper or make any other lewd noises. It's half a relief and half a disappointment as she moves on to your upper legs without causing you to... do anything... and then finally sets the loofah aside before using a golden cup to scoop water up and gently wet your hair. The shampooing she gives is so expert that not only does not a single drop of it ever approach your eyes, but it's relaxing enough that you actually feel less... ahem, tense. By the time she guides you in gently ducking under the water and coming up, you at least feel mostly in control as she guides you in stepping out and dries you off. She's just as thorough, leaving you to blush again as she makes certain particular parts are dry, and even moreso when she leads you back into the other room completely naked.\n\nLuckily this particular fantasy world seems to have fairly normal underwear, so you don't have to be like tied into a fundoshi or anything. The pants seem pretty normal too, other than lacing up the front rather than having a zipper or buttons, and the undershirt is almost like a normal tanktop. The jacket has a high collar and squared shoulders to actually give you the impression of, y'know, shoulders, and with a dashing gold-trimmed cape draped over it and clasped around your neck, and the addition of shiny black boots, a swordbelt, and a few golden decorations at your chest, you look sort of like a cross between a fantasy hero and the ruler of some micronation with an unpronouncable name.\n\n"You'll want to put the Sword of Rule in that, your majesty," Michielle notes cheerfully with a glance at the empty scabbard as she adjusts your cape to a more rakish angle.\n\n"Oh, right." Once she's finished adjusting you, you head over to retrieve the magical sword from the satchel and sheath it. "There."\n\nMichielle takes a few more moments brushing and touching up your hair, then smiles. "There, one of the more dashing kings I've ever seen. Come along now."\n\nCertain she must just be flattering you, you nevertheless say "Thanks, Mama Michi"... then blush at realizing it slipped out. But she just smiles and turns to lead you down the hall... literally, down a fair length of hallway but nevertheless to what seems to be one fo the next rooms over, with a rather tired-looking Kazzel parked outside of it. "Good morning, your majesty," she greets with a light bow.\n\n"You look beat," you note, frowning.\n\n"I feel as if I've taken a beating, yes. However, everything has been accomplished, so after the feast, with your majesty's assumed permission, I intend to pass out until tomorrow." She smiles rather wanly at you, then clears her throat. "Princess Caitrin is finishing her own preparations with Tanyielle, and then the two of you will be ready to address the people."\n\nJust as she's saying that, there's a loud crash from inside, along with what sounds like a loud yelp that's more surprise than pain. Michielle sighs and breezes past the two of you, pushing open the door and heading inside.\n\nKazzel gives you a tired grin. "Forgive me for saying so, your majesty, but your fiancee is just a bit of a klutz, I'm afraid."\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh, you should go check on her then.|KingJamie1x5]]\n\n[[You're going to run away now.|KingJamie]]

"Hope she didn't hurt herself," you note as you walk over to the still-open door, figuring it must be fine since Michielle left it like that. There was a really concerning word there but your brain has decided it's better that you just didn't notice it. You didn't hear that word which did not exist and certainly should not concern you.\n\n"Your highness, really, you must try to be a <i>little</i> more careful," Michielle is not-quite-scolding.\n\n"Th-the floor is slippery in these stockings!"\n\n"You took <i>one step</i>," another elf... or half-elf, maybe, her ears are noticeably shorter and slightly wider... who looks like a younger, more slender, and slightly less endowed version of Michielle with wheat-colored hair... says as she too leans down, reaching for the figure on her knees between the two of them. "Did you bang anything?"\n\n"No, I think everything's fine, I-" The girl on the floor looks up, catching you standing there in the doorway, and cuts herself off with a confused little "Ah?" She's... she's really beautiful, so much that you kind of feel like someone draped her beauty over you like a blanket, like it's pressing around you even though she's across the room. Her long, slightly silvery white hair (despite looking about your own age) is rather disheveled, either from not having been brushed yet or from her tumble, falling down almost to her rear and over her shoulders in front. Her eyes are a faded green color like not particularly pure emeralds but shining and bright nonetheless, though right now they look more confused than anything, highlighting the embarrassed pink blush on her cheeks. She's also obviously in the rather <i>early</i> stages of getting dressed, since she's in her underwear and what are obviously bits and pieces of a more elaborate getup, including a white fur drape around her neck and black and white lace cuffs around her wrists and upper arms. Underwear technology is definitely fairly advanced in this world since not only are they fitted and rather skimpy, they're decorated with little bits of metal here and there, such as a black clasp connecting the front of the white cups of her bra, or clipping together the straight, side-bound waistband of her little black panties. The white stocking sheathing her legs are also a close fit, the tops decorated with silver designs and attached black metal decorations that match the one on the front of her bra.\n\n<img src="images/Caitrin.jpg">\n\nThree things hit your brain in rapid succession:\n\n1) 'That is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, especially seen so much of in person.'\n\n2) 'Hey, that word you decided you didn't hear earlier? The one you instantly decided didn't exist so you wouldn't freak out? It was "fiancee". Fiancee. Fi-an-cee. That girl is supposed to marry you. You are supposed to marry her. Mar-ri-age.'\n\n3) 'This is the part where she loses her shit and punches you in the face because you walked in on her changing, even though it's someone else's fault for leaving the door open.'\n\n"Y-, y-, y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-" the silver-haired girl stammers, her face getting steadily redder as you stand there silently panicking worse than you've ever panicked in your entire life. "YOUR MAJESTY!" she blurts, leaping to her feet... only for her feet to shoot out from under her on the marble floor as she gives a 'WAH!' of surprise and topples backward. Luckily both Michielle and Tanyielle catch her by the arms and quickly haul her back upright. "I, um, I, I was just, uh, forgive me for showing you such a despicable, I mean, disgraceful sight, I, what I mean is, um!" She bites her lower lip, then bows hurriedly... and has to be caught again as her stockinged feet shoot out from under her the other direction. "... It's nice to meet you..." she murmurs dejectedly to the floor, hanging her head as she dangles in the maids' grip.\n\n... Okay so number three was way off the mark. You're still freaking out over one and two though. Still, you need to force your brain to function and say <i>something</i>.\n\n<hr>\n[["... Ditto."|KingJamie1x6]]\n\n[["... Everyone out."|KingJamie]]

"... I mean when you put it like that," you say with a resigned sigh, slumping your shoulders. "But you can really keep my parents from freaking out?"\n\n"Yes, Your Majesty, certainly," she answers, relief showing clearly on her face. She brushes back her poncho, revealing a satchel hung at her side, which she opens and pulls out... a stuffed doll. Actually it's a stuffed doll that's way too big to actually fit in the satchel she's pulling it out of, since it's person-sized, made of slightly coarse white cloth sewn together and stuffed with what sounds like straw from the crinkling when it moves. She sets it on its feet, and you blink as it stands up on its own. "Apologies, Your Majesty, but I assume you want this done quickly."\n\n"I mean yeah, but apologies for whOW!" you yelp as she yanks several hairs out of your head. You rub at the spot as she turns and tucks the hairs into a little pouch on the back of the doll's head. "Y'know in my world in the old days you'd've probably gotten executed for doing that to a monarch."\n\n"You don't seem the type, Your Majesty," Kazzel answers breezily. While you're grumping over her having gotten your number so quickly, she murmurs a few words under her breath, then gives the doll a firm pat on the head. With a puff of orange smoke, the whole thing transforms into... you. Or, well, a stuffed version of you. Kind of cartoony and obviously still a stuffed doll, but anyone who knew you would think 'Oh, that's supposed to look like Jamie'. ... You'd hope. Looking at it objectively, it's sort of generic. ... Are... are you a generic person? "There, that will do nicely," Kazzel declares.\n\n"... You're not serious." \n\n"This is a DoppelDoll, Your Majesty. It is meant to fill in for important people in situations that might be dangerous... or are simply not truly necessary for an otherwise busy person to attend to personally. It has a magical effect that causes others to treat it as they normally would the individual in whose likeness it is fashioned, and to pass unremarked-on by them. It <i>can</i> be seen through by persons with very high magical aptitude or those using special tools... but since magic is largely unknown in your world, I do not think that will be a problem. Now go, go, along with you," Kazzel adds, apparently talking to the doll-you now as she puts her hands on its back and pushes it towards a spot behind you.\n\nYou experience the distinctly odd sight of watching a stuffed doll version of yourself wave bye-bye to you before it vanishes into thin air. ... Will that thing really work? ... If it does is that really better or worse? Either way, you guess a whole kingdom full of people takes precedence. You glance over as there's the neighing of horses and the clattering of wheels as a fairly elaborate and elegant but also slightly run-down carriage pulled by a pair of steeds rounds the back of the inn, Lelle sitting in the driver's seat. She guides it around onto the road before calling, "Next stop, Tresea Castle!"\n\nKazzel walks over and opens the door for you, and you climb inside. The interior's a lot like the exterior, in that it must have been gorgeous and opulent at one point, but is now looking rather threadbare and slightly battered. Kazzel closes the door as she gets in, flumping rather inelegantly into the seat across from you and rapping on the wall behind her with her knuckles. You can hear Lelle give a "Hya!" before the carriage sets off... it's not teeth-rattlingly horrible as the carriage starts shambling down the dirt road, but it's not too comfy either.\n\n"Um. So... will there be some sort of... welcoming procession at the castle? All the servants turned out to greet us?" you ask, mostly thinking of several movies you've seen where both actual royalty and financial aristocracy were greeted and seen off in such a manner.\n\nKazzel is silent for several moments, and you almost think she isn't going to answer until she finally speaks up. "I'm afraid not, Your Majesty. There aren't very many servants left at Tresea Castle, and those who are there will be very busy preparing for your public coronation."\n\n"Not very many, huh? How few's that?" you ask, more curious than anything.\n\n"Well. There is myself and Lelle, who are currently here with you, obviously, though once we get back Lelle will be rushing to do security on the courtyard where you'll be giving your first Royal Greeting," Kazzel says, just a bit hesitantly. "And there is also the Head Maid. And her daughter, the Maid-in-Waiting, both of whom are attending to the rest of the preparations."\n\nYou're silent for a bit, waiting. Finally, it dawns on you that she is in fact done. "... That's it?"\n\n"That is it, Your Majesty."\n\n"This, uh... this must be a really tiny kingdom, right?"\n\n"Tresea covers a fairly large portion of the continent, Your Majesty, although the capital city is itself fairly small and somewhat dispersed across a large amount of land."\n\n"... But the royal castle only has four employees."\n\n"Four servants and Princess Caitrin are the only ones currently residing in the castle. And before you ask, yes it is quite a large castle," Kazzel says in a tired tone. "I was hoping to stall this explanation a little longer, but we do have a several hour ride back in the middle of the night, so I suppose it's not even as if we can look at the scenery."\n\n"I mean... I was sort of caught up in the weirdness of it all, but now that I'm starting to calm down I am sort of wondering why this kingdom was for sale in the first place," you admit, hugging your tablet to your chest a bit, having mostly forgotten you were even still holding on to it this entire time. "Among other things. Like, I know it's important to get there before dawn, but is it really safe to be on the road at night? Lelle said there were wolves and you said the animals were getting, like, aggressive or whatever."\n\n"Ah, that's a quick answer... no inhabitant of Tresea may harm any member of the royal family, it's the law. No, not on paper, it's magical law," Kazzel clarifies as you open your mouth, and just as abruptly shut it, having been about to ask why wolves would care about the law. "Any living thing that makes its home in Tresea cannot visit harm on those who are considered its royalty. Save for those who have been condemned by the King, which has happened once or twice, admittedly. So yes, we are safe on the road, since even though you've not yet drawn the Blade of Rule, Tresea already considers you its king."\n\n"So seriously, I'm completely safe?" You think that over for a moment, then frown. "Hey, then how come you could yank out my hair?"\n\n"Tresea must not have considered that 'harm', Your Majesty," Kazzel replies evenly, with just the tiniest hint of a smirk on her lips and in the twinkle of her red eyes. "Either that or <i>you</i> really didn't."\n\nYou grump over that for a moment, before shifting back to the topic at hand. "So what's the deal with the kingdom being for sale anyway?"\n\n"Ah, yes, well." Kazzel leans back, her smile and that glitter in her eyes disappearing, replaced by a long-suffering, tired look. "About two years ago, the King and Queen died in an accident while traveling abroad. The kingship therefore passed to the previous King's younger brother, Naomahn. Naomahn was very... displeased with this."\n\n"He didn't want to be king? Even though it apparently comes with all this great stuff?"\n\n"He did not. He enjoyed a life of primarily leisure and simply fulfilling his lesser duties at court... and he fulfilled them admirably before, I won't deny that. But he'd never had any desire to be King, and did not think himself a good one. He was adequate in his year of actual rule, truth be told, though he definitely would not be remembered as much more than a note in the history books, which I think also bothered him on some level. After that first year he was already fairly fed-up, which was when a representative from a place called 'Nile' arrived. They offered to buy Tresea from him for resale... and, due to the Absolute Authority that rulership conferred, Naomahn was able to do so. I'm not sure if it was that representative or someone else that put the idea into his head," she continues in a bitter tone. "But from somewhere he got the idea that before putting the kingship up for sale, he should conserve as much gold as he could in the six months it would take to arrange his abdication, so that he could declare everything he could his personal assets and take it with him."\n\n"... So he fired everybody so that he wouldn't have to pay their salaries," you mutter, shaking your head. "What a dick."\n\n"Yes," Kazzel agrees, nodding. "A dick. Naomahn was not an evil man by far, but I believe the grief from the loss of his brother and sister-in-law coupled with his unhappiness at being forced to rule made him quite bitter, resulting in such... less than chivalrous behavior. He could not, by law, eliminate the positions of Court Mage and Captain of the Guard, but he could fire the current position holders... Lelle's father and my mother... and hire us in their stead, paying us a pittance due to our lesser age and experience. The Head Maid and Maid-In-Waiting were only retained because there needed to be someone to keep up the basics of things... and because I imagine that Naomahn, <i>dick</i> though he had become, could still not stand to turn out the two people that had always been closest to the royal family for his entire life."\n\n"So we're understaffed and broke," you say flatly. This kingdom may be magic but it's getting less magical for you by the second.\n\n"Broke... ah yes, I understand. Not <i>quite</i> 'broke', your majesty... Naomahn left the operating costs for the country alone, so we shouldn't have any difficulties simply maintaining the function of the government... at least, for awhile. But the money we would use to keep up appearances of the royal family, as well as charity work and civic improvements... ... that is very very lean, to say the least."\n\nYou frown a bit more deeply. "So wait, if Naomahn didn't want to be King and stuff, why didn't he just turn it over to Princess... um...?"\n\n"Caitrin. Unfortunately, that was not a possibility." Kazzel considers your annoyed expression, then nods. "Let me explain. Tresea's magical laws were laid down in the ancient days, when it was considered simply natural that men must rule over other men and all women. Those magical laws cannot be altered, so only a male may draw the Blade of Rule and be magically considered Tresea's true King. Which is not to say that Queens have not ruled, and been quite blatant about doing so... most history books written in the last few centuries are quite up front about it," she adds in a mildly amused tone. "But, these Queens must be married to the King, who is technically the absolute ruler... even if everyone knows that he has little to no say in how the country is actually run."\n\n"So Princess Caitrin can't just take the sword herself and say she's Queen, she'd have to marry the King," you murmur, Kazzel nodding and smoothly turning her gaze towards the window. ... There's this ticklish feeling in your brain that you're missing something important here but you push it aside for the moment.\n\n"Yes. Here, your majesty, you look uncomfortable holding that... whatever it is, let me give you a bag." Kazzel rummages in her poncho, then proffers you a small satchel like the one you saw earlier at her hip, just a bit plainer and with a shoulder strap. "I'm afraid I don't have one befitting your station."\n\n"It's fine. I dunno how much more comfortable I am with my... station... than Naomahn was," you mutter as you accept the satchel and tuck your tablet into it. Seeing that Kazzel's muscles have gone stiff, you add, "Don't worry, I'm not intending to pull his sort of dick move. I just... all this 'king' stuff is super weird. ... I usually do my best to avoid being noticed or having to do anything where others rely on me," you admit, letting your shoulders slump. "But... I'm not just gonna walk away and let everyone be screwed over, either."\n\n"Screwed o-... ah. ... Thank you, Your Majesty," Kazzel murmurs.\n\n"You pick up on slang pretty fast."\n\n"I have a translation enchantment that helps, it's how we could talk in your world. Tresea's magic functions much the same for you on this side. It helps some with little idioms like that even when we're sort of speaking the same language."\n\nWow, that's a pretty good translator spell. Most of them only seem to work really literally. You're not really sure what else to ask, so you and Kazzel wind up settling into silence for most of the rest of the carriage ride. Your thoughts are a jumbled mess trying to figure this all out... you've gotta figure she's got a lot to think about too. Eventually you hear Lelle calling "Whooooa!" and the carriage shudders to a halt. A second later the door opens, Lelle blurting, "Welcome home Your Majesty glad to have you here gotta go!" before scurrying off into the dark.\n\n"Really, that girl," Kazzel sighs, getting up and stepping out of the carriage, then turning to offer you her hand. Helping you step down, she gives you a moment to look up... it's not only past midnight now, but really cloudy, leaving most of the castle above shrouded in darkness, only the path around you illuminated by glowing glass globes on intricate metal poles. "But I suppose it's true we've little time for delay. We should get you down to the Lordly Lake and then to bed, wouldn't do to have the king appear before his subjects for the first time with bags under his eyes."\n\nYou wanna protest but the other part of you would really like to be in bed already, considering how sore your butt is from that carriage ride. You didn't even get dinner, so you're not exactly thrilled at the prospect of walking out to some lake instead. Surprisingly Kazzel leads you inside, through various lordly-looking (but just slightly dusty) halls and passages, until arriving at a stone staircase leading downward. She picks up a lantern with a smaller, more orange-y glowing glass ball inside and leads the way down. the two of you walk a long time, with the passage seeming a bit darker and slightly more damp the further you go. Eventually you emerge into a cavern of what looks like natural stone, albeit very smooth stone at that. In the center of the cavern is a pool of water about thirty feet across... in the center the water, well, for lack of a better word just bulges up, forming a dome, a sword inserted blade-down into it. It's double-edged, the blade fairly broad, and with an elaborate and elongated overlapping gold design rather than a 'proper' crossguard, the pommel also somewhat long and with layered designs. "How do I get it?" you ask with a bit of a frown.\n\n"Walk out to it," Kazzel says simply, gesturing to the water.\n\nO... kay. Wondering if this is some sort of new king hazing ritual, you take a step forward... and the sole of your sneaker rests firmly on the surface of the water. You blink, tapping your foot a few times... nope, solid. You walk out onto it... yeah, it's definitely a solid surface. At least, for you, since when you glance back at Kazzel she gamely leans down and flicks the edge of the water with her fingertips, sending a normal flickering splash of water through the air. 'Is this blasphemy?' you wonder vaguely as you walk towards the sword, finding it weird to be walking on solid water that in no way resembles ice. Soon you arrive at the sword itself, just looking at it for a moment before reaching out... then hesitating before touching the hilt. "Uh... what if I'm not worthy?" you ask Kazzel worriedly, raising your voice a bit to be heard.\n\n"What does worthiness have to do with it? You're King!" Kazzel calls back.\n\n... Right. Not every sword-in-a-something is a test of adequacy, you guess. Do they just keep the sword here because it looks cool or something? ... Actually how deep is this pond? You glance down at your feet. Kazzel's lantern does a surprisingly adequate job of lighting the cavern, but the water below you is extremely dark. Dark enough that you decide you really don't want to be out here anymore, and finally grip the hilt of the sword and pull. There's a faint dribbling sound rather than the impressive 'shrrrrk' of metal on stone, and despite your attempt to pull straight up it does come out of the water at an angle. Turning, you hurry back to Kazzel, now doing your best to keep what seems to be a very sharp sword away angled away from both you and her.\n\n<img src="images/SwordOfRule.jpg">\n\n"And there. You are now recognized on all levels as King, now that you hold the Sword of Rule. You have been granted Absolute Authority, as well as all the other attendant abilities, powers, and obligations of the King of Tresea."\n\n"Wow." You look down at the sword, then blink. "Wait, I think you said that phrase before, maybe? What's Absolute Authority?"\n\n"Well. It means that, since you're the King, anything you tell a Tresean to do, they have to do it," Kazzel answers, tilting her head a bit.\n\n"... Have to?"\n\n"Yes. It is a function of the magic that permeates this land... the King's commands over his subjects are inviolable."\n\n<hr>\n[["That's an insane amount of power!"|KingJamie1x3]]\n\n[["... Show me your butt."|KingJamie]]

Narrowing your eyes, you look Vex up and down. "How'd you get trapped like this anyway?"\n\n"Oh, c'mon, is that really important?" the plush succubus huffs, sewn face shifting to indicate rolling eyes.\n\n"Tell me," you urge.\n\n"I got caught doing incredibly lewd things to a mage's young son trying to corrupt him so that he'd summon me as a familiar and then I could eat his soul and turn him into my slave and the mage sealed me in a plushie to teach me a lesson. Dammit!" Vex hisses, expression turning deeply grumpy.\n\nYou blink a few times, opening and closing your mouth once or twice as you process that. Then you eye her again. "Were you gonna do something similar to me? ... Tell me," you add, when it seems like she's about to start hedging.\n\n"Yes totally I was going to fuck you silly and start turning you into my loyal fuckslave so I could use you as my anchor to Earth. <i>Dammit</i>!"\n\nYou scowl at Vex... but slowly it turns into a grin. "You have to do what I say, don't you? Be honest with me from now on," you add.\n\n"Yeeeesssss," Vex grumbles, and you very much get the sense if she wasn't already slumped limp in your hands, she'd hang her head. "You're my owner, so you're able to command me."\n\n"What, to do anything?" you ask, turning her back and forth a little, then somewhat sheepishly stop when her expression gets even more annoyed at her head flopping around. \n\n"Anything I have the power to do. The mage was going to give me to her son once he'd rested up a little so that he could use my powers without risk, but I guess something happened and I wound up in that shop instead. Now you own me so you can order me around. But c'mon, this can totally be a mutually beneficial relationship, riiiight?" she urges. "I mean, you'd <i>totally</i> have fun if you removed my seal instead!"\n\n"What, being your slave?" you ask flatly.\n\n"Yup! C'mon, you'd love it! ... No? Ugh, fine. Tell you what, let's make a deal! You can just order me to become your familiar and <i>not</i> eat your soul before you remove the seal! The order would stay in place, I could get my true form back, you still get hot big titty succu gee-eff without being turned into a drooling love slave, it's win-win!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Welllll... okay.|QOVex1x5]]\n\n[[... No.|QOVex]]\n\n[[No. ... But...|QOVex]]

You can still do the default start, just with the mod menu, right? Seems like the best balance of both worlds. You tap that option, and a new menu comes up, asking if you'd like to apply a "conversion mod" before loading the game.\n\n<hr>\n[[Sherim|QOSkyMod]] - All human(ish) characters in Skyrim will be female. \n\n[[Youngrim|QOSkyMod]] - All human(ish) characters in Skyrim will be teens or children.\n\n[[Lewdrim|QOSkyMod]] - Skyrim will become an extremely and constantly sexual place.\n\n

"... Sure?" you answer, stepping past the door and closing it behind you. Clearly you fell asleep on the couch and are having a really weird dream about that order you made earlier.\n\n"Very good," Kazzel chirps, immediately turning around and setting off at a quick pace, causing you to scurry a bit to catch up to her after just a few seconds of standing there in confusion.\n\n'Pretty mundane for a dream, other than the weirdly-dressed cutie,' you think, walking along behind Kazzel, occasionally glancing down a little. 'Figures my subconscious would be a jerk and put a cute girl like this in my dream but cover up her butt even if she is wearing tight little shorts.' You actually grin a little as she jumps some at a car going past, briefly yanking her head to the side to watch it before turning and hurrying a bit again. This repeats several more times, until finally she stops beside an as-yet unlit lamppost, leaning a hand on it and putting the other to her chest.\n\n"Ah... those things just keep shocking me... how do you ever get used to them?"\n\n"Cars? Oh, we each beat one up in a fight to the death when we're ten, toughens us up," you reply drolly to her little act about being from another world, which you find endearing but narmy even if this is a dream.\n\nKazzel tosses a glance over towards you before straightening up, voice a bit stiff as she says, "I understand that they're just machines, Your Majesty, there's no need to be sarky. They just move very fast for something that size and the glint of all the metal and glass keeps catching my eye, it's startling. Now..." She glances down at the sidewalk, then 'ahs' at one particular crack. "Yes, there it is. May I put hands on the royal person?"\n\nYou almost say something really vulgar and suggestive in response, but apparently even in a dream you're still you, and you wind up just blushing and murmuring, "Yeah, okay?"\n\nShe reaches out and snags your wrist, then strides forward purposefully, hauling you along behind her. Your eyes go wide as every bit of her that steps over the crack is just... gone. You'd probably panic as you get closer yourself but it's happening so fast that you don't really have time, and suddenly you're somewhere else entirely. Specifically you're standing beside a dirt road, under a literal wooden lamppost with an already-lit candle in a brass-and-glass container on the little arm to the side of it. It's gone from late afternoon to early evening, and where you were previously standing squarely in the midst of suburban Deviville you're now in a bunch of rolling hills mostly covered with ankle-high green grass, with only a single small two-story building visible nearby with candlelight flickering in the windows. \n\nSomehow, the fact that something so impossible just happened actually convinces you you're not dreaming. Your particularly coherent dreams never get this wild. Instead you're left standing there with your jaw sagging.\n\n"Welcome to Tresea, Your Majesty, your kingdom," Kazzel says in a formal tone, bowing more than ninety degrees to you while putting her hand to her shoulder... then frowning as she stands back up, just as quickly dropping the formal act. "Where is she? Lelle! <i>Lelle</i>!"\n\n"Coming~!" chirps another voice from behind the building. You turn to look as a little girl walks out from around the corner... ah, no, not a little girl, there's hints in her face and just in the way that she moves that say she's not. She's even flatter than Kazzel for sure, and the top of her head would probably be about an inch below your shoulder, but she's also got quite the pair of hips on her and a natural, confident swagger that you've only seen on grownups. She's wearing a one piece dress that amounts to a wide band of fabric running down her front and a 'Tinkerbell' style skirt at the bottom, leaving a lot of her hips and all of her legs bare down to her shiny black boots. She's also got on a belt, to which is attached the sheath of the curved sword she's carrying (that's almost as long as she is tall). Her hair is pulled into two long, loose, thick ponytails and tied with ribbons, the tails draped behind her long, sideswept pointed ears. She thunks the sword point-down on the ground and leans on it a bit, grinning at you both. \n\n<img src="images/Lelle.jpg">\n\n"Some wolves got too close to the inn so I took care of them, I was just cleaning up. Is this our new king?" the small woman asks, green eyes sparkling mischievously. Her accent's a bit different than Kazzel's... weirdly both a bit more lyrical and a bit harder on the consonants.\n\n"He is, so show some respect," Kazzel replies, albeit in a mild tone.\n\n"Of course!" Lelle quickly sheaths her sword and repeats Kazzel's bow, her motions smoother and yet more abrupt. "Lelle, Captain of the Guard of Tresea Kingdom, Your Majesty! Glad to be in your service!" Then she straightens up, laughing and putting her hands on her wide hips. "Hahaha! Never seen a Dwelf before, have you, Your Majesty?"\n\n"Lelle," Kazzel hisses.\n\n"Um. It's fine," you assure... your court mage... before looking back at Lelle. "No... ah," you glance her up and down briefly, though that really just means moving your head a bit further down and then back up to a still downward angle. "Does that mean you're... half Dwarf and half Elf?"\n\n"Oh, Your Majesty is quick! Or maybe just willing to admit the obvious," Lelle answers with a giggle, winking at you and making you blush. "Yeah, even most people over here haven't met a Dwelf, and from what I heard I bet there's not a single one in that other world of yours."\n\nThis is your captain of the guard? ... Oh well, judge her by her size, you will not. She did say she just killed some wolves. Your brain's still trying to parse the fact that you apparently did just follow your new court mage into a magical kingdom... that you now rule. "Nice to meet you. Er, sorry, I'm still... kind of in shock. To be honest I didn't think I was buying a... for-real kingdom."\n\n"You spent one billion of your currency buying our kingdom even though you thought it was fake?" Kazzel asks, blinking.\n\n"... I had a gift card," you murmur, glancing down and rubbing the back of your neck.\n\n"A gift... card?" Kazzel looks blank for a second, before a look of mildly horrified comprehension dawns on her face. "Are you... are you saying that Tresea, our home, just traded hands in return for the equivalent of a... coupon?" she murmurs, pronouncing the word 'koo-PUN'.\n\n"... Sorry."\n\n"... No. No, it is not your fault, Your Majesty," Kazzel says after a moment, even as she sighs and rubs her face with one hand. "We should not delay, though, it is most important that we return to the castle before dawn. Lelle, please go get the carriage."\n\n"H-hey, wait, look, I'm sorry but I didn't actually think this was all for real when I came with you!" you blurt, even as Lelle trots off behind the inn again, apparently unperturbed by your fretting. "I can't just... disappear into another dimension! ... My parents will freak!"\n\n"I did think it was a little odd that you didn't mention any such issues when I showed up," Kazzel admits with another sigh. "I thought perhaps you'd simply put all of your affairs in order before buying Tresea and were ready to go. But do not worry, I came prepared, I can make sure that no one will fret over you being gone."\n\n"But-!"\n\n"Your Majesty," Kazzel cuts in, frowning a little, suddenly sounding even more serious than before, and carrying a lot of solemn maturity in her tone from someone who generally seems to be only a little older than you are. "Please understand. The people of Tresea will suffer without a king... I am not talking about some vague consequences due to a power vacuum, I am talking about the magical nature of this place. Every day without an empowered king on the throne is a struggle... the animals grow more unruly, the weather grows dryer, and the land does not renew. It will only get worse if the one who has been chosen as king will not take up the Blade of Rule by the dawn after his choosing. The skies will darken and the land will be scored with rainless lightning... for a start. It will not get better from there."\n\n"... but..." you say quietly, glancing helplessly around you.\n\nKazzel stares at you for a moment, then sighs. "... Whether you wield the Blade of Rule yet or not, you are my king. That means, Your Majesty, that the choice is yours. Your word is law and if that word is that you wish me to step you back into the other world and then never to contact you again, I shall do so without hesitation. ... But I will beg you however is necessary, please, do not abandon us to such a fate," she adds in a soft voice.\n\n<hr>\n[[... Fine.|KingJamie1x2]]\n\n[[No! You're going home!|KingJamie]]\n\n[[... However is necessary?|KingJamie]]

You feel strangely drawn to the ad for 'Honesty's Reward', almost like you can't help but answer it. You follow the link and fill out the web page form, the entire time worrying that they won't contact you or worse, that you'll somehow get in trouble just for applying. But about a half hour after sending the info off, you get an email back confirming that you have an interview for tomorrow. With a shaky heart and a strange thrill of anticipation, you start picking out job interview clothes.\n\nThe next day, dressed in slacks and a collared shirt and somehow feeling foolish, you walk from the bus stop towards the address of Honesty's Reward. As you approach it doesn't seem like anything much... just another long, three-story cement rectangle of a building, the sort you see all the time for offices or simple shopping complexes, though this one has only one entrance with a currently unlit neon sign over it. You hit the buzzer at the plain-looking, windowless door, and a moment later it swings open, apparently automated. You step inside to find a lobby that looks a little more like the set of some Arabian fantasy movie, with lots of cushions and columns and drapes, and even a hookah sitting in one area. There's a faintly sweet, heavily spicy smell, which intensifies subtly as someone enters the room.\n\nHe's tall and lean, and so pretty you almost think he's a she at first, just a particularly flat-chested one. He's wearing loose white pants and a draping, gauzy purple shirt, setting off his rich caramel-colored skin and short platinum hair. His eyes look purple too, but you figure that must be a trick of his shirt and the lighting... you notice all the colors in here seem more saturated and richer, even the blue of your shirt. "You must be Jamie," he greets, his voice carrying an accent you can't really place.\n\n"Um, yessir," you answer, struggling not to add 'sorry' for no real reason.\n\n"Good, good, you're early. This way, please," he says, gesturing you forward into the hallway he came from. You nervously walk ahead of him as he falls into step behind you. "Through that door there. My name is Alyc, I and my sister own this place. We put on shows and performances that we like to think make what was only fantasy come to life. So tell me, young Jamie," he says, closing the door on the small room that's still in the style of the lobby, but has a pair of couches, one white and one black. He pauses to gesture for you to sit on one, then settles onto the other, folding his legs and resting his hands on his knee. "What want drove you to seek employment here?"\n\n<hr>\n[["I want to get fucked."|QOClub1x1]]\n\n[["I want dog cock."|QOClub]]

"I... I think I do want their training though." You blush, but manage a sheepish grin. "I mean it... it's hard to explain, but it just felt... really right when it was happening, and I... I mean..."\n\nYou hesitate over whether to actually say what's on your mind, but finally you speak, your words soft as you avert your eyes downward. "I probably didn't even have my mind made up until today. Seeing you... react to me like I was a girl... knowing you see me as a girl... that made me, well... that made me happy. More than any of the lewd stuff... th-though that's hot too," you admit, blushing as you glance aside and flick a finger at your cheek. "I think... you seeing me as a girl... ... a cute girl... that kind of made my mind up."\n\n"... Oh." Kevin's blushing too now, but he nods slowly. "Okay. If it's what you want, then I'm... well, I'm okay with it."\n\n"Alright. Um, Kevin?" You peek up at him. "... When I'm a 'proper' girl, can we... you know... go out?"\n\nKevin's blush only gets worse... but clears as he grins. "Yeah. Yeah, sure."\n\nStill a bit uncertainly, you raise your head a bit, and find his lips gently pressing on yours. You find yourself resisting the urge to leap to your feet and shout 'Squee!', but manage to keep in your place.\n\nThe rest of the school year passes in a bright, anticipatory haze. You start getting less and less concerned about looking girly when you dress, to the point of wearing an actual scrunchie for your ponytail. Your parents give you a bit of a side-eye for it, but at school you get more odd looks than any sort of teasing or abuse at least. When the last day comes and the final bell rings, you give Kevin a quick hug in an alcove before practically skipping out to the curb where Will's car is waiting.\n\n"Well you're in a good mood, little sister," Will comments as you settle into your seat. "Looking forward to your summer with the 'girls' that much?"\n\n"Yeah, kinda," you admit with a grin, though to yourself you think, 'And what comes after it.'\n\nWill drives you all the way across town, through the main city center and to the suburbs that are on the other side of it. The houses here aren't quite mansions, but most of them have high privacy fences around them you notice. Will pulls up outside one of them, white with pink trim, and a large sakura tree on the part of the lawn that's outside the fence. (You're fairly certain it's fake, since you don't think it would actually be in bloom otherwise.) Will bids you goodbye as you get out and make your way up to the gate, which rolls open at your approach, allowing you to head up to the door. Before you can knock, the door opens and Emi, wearing a skirt, thigh-highs, and a spaghetti-strap top waves you inside.\n\nThe entryway at least seems fairly normal, you think, as Aki makes his way over, dressed almost identically to Emi. "So welcome to the first day of your training! ... Hm. I'd call you by a girly version of your name, but 'Jamie' already works for a girl, doesn't it?" he muses, tapping at his chin with one finger as you blush. "But you've obviously been taking your pills, and I doubt you'd be here if you weren't wearing your cute girly panties. I've been keeping an eye on you too..." He smirks, folding his arms over his chest. "Seems you've already gone and hooked a boy you like."\n\n"Uh, I, well..." You stammer, before looking down and answering quietly, "I mean, I didn't do anything with him, I just... I like him, and I think he likes me, so..."\n\n"As long as you obeyed, that's perrrrfectly fine," Aki coos, stepping over and draping an arm around your shoulders as he leads you further into the house, Emi padding along behind on stocking feet. "It does alter our plans a little, but it's fine."\n\n"Oneesan and I talked it over," Emi adds with a giggle as you're urged to sit down on a couch, the pink-haired boy continuing as you look back and forth between him and his brother in confusion. "While we were originally going to turn you into a mewling little cumdump for 'proper' men... welllll, you seem to have adapted to being a girl a bit better than we expected, what with the impending boyfriend and all. So we're going to go a bit more 'princess maker'... or maybe 'girlfriend-raising project', something like that."\n\n"So, Jamie, this Kevin boy that you're going to hook up with when we're done," Aki asks, leaning forward a bit more towards you. "What kind of girl do you want to be for him?"\n\nYou open your mouth, then close it. You're going to... pick the type of girl you become? And you're being encouraged to pick what kind Kevin would like? Well... in that case... you'd want to be...\n\n<hr>\n[[Sexy.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Wholesome.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Extroverted.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Confident.|QOBro]]

You stare at the bottle for long moments, then slowly set it down. Walking over to the sink, you open the cabinet, take down a glass, and fill it from the sink before walking back over to unscrew the pill bottle.\n\n"Probably for the best, you were never that great at being a guy anyway," Will comments philosophically as you down the very pink-tasting pill.\n\nThat stings what remains of your male pride after last night, but you feel like you can't really argue with it since it's something you've felt for a long time anyway. Silently taking the bag and heading back towards your room, you go to shower... and to put on your panties.\n\nWill spends the rest of the day calling you 'little sister' and even buys you some stockings and lip gloss while you're out getting dinner. You mutter a little over it but what are you going to do... protest? The moment you took that pill, you basically agreed to cast your masculinity aside. Besides, even if you wanted to argue, the feeling of the soft satin against your balls and shaft whenever you move slightly would kind of take the wind out of it.\n\nThat night Will takes you home, and you're left doing your best to act normal around your parents, even with said satiny feeling under your clothes. Over the next few days, you dutifully take your pills and wear your panties as ordered, gradually realizing you're going to have to do some clandestine laundry at some point to make sure you can keep wearing the 'pretty' panties you were ordered... you're not entirely sure if you could bring yourself to buy them yet, or what Aki would consider properly 'pretty'. You're too busy feeling paranoid that someone at school is going to realize you're wearing them, anyway, your nervousness seemingly randomly making you hyperaware of the lace or cotton or satin against your cock and along (or between) your buttocks.\n\nThe changes that begin to come over you are both subtle and quick... you're not exactly an expert on the subject, but the stuff in those pills can't be any normal sort of hormone treatment. One of the first things you notice is that your skin has softened and gotten a lot smoother... not like you had a lot of body hair in the first place, but what you did have pretty much vanishes without a trace. Your hair does seem to be getting longer and a bit thicker at a noticeable rate too. And within the first few days, you notice that... well... you never get hard anymore. Even early in the mornings when you wake up, or when you lay in bed fantasizing about getting fucked in the ass... at the latter, you can feel excitement rushing through you, arousal, even your asshole squeezing in eagerness, but your cock just doesn't get hard, staying soft and flopped against your crotch all the time.\n\nIn fact, after the first few weeks, you're fairly certain it's shrinking. You never thought you were particularly large, but it definitely does look to be getting smaller, your balls as well. Add that to the other physical changes that occur over the weeks... your arms and legs taking on a slightly different shape, your waist growing a bit more slender, your hips taking on a bit of extra curve and your butt perking up. You stand in front of the mirror one morning, wearing nothing but lacy white panties and examining your smooth chest. You wouldn't say you have 'tits'... though Emi would, you're sure... but there is a faint extra perkiness to your chest, and your nipples have turned pink and puffy. Luckily you're able to hide your physical changes with your clothes for the most part... you'd be more worried about gym class, but the day school started back Coach Charger informed you were excused, then smirked and winked at you. Looks like Aki really does get what he wants, somehow.\n\n"My my, your hair really has gotten long, hasn't it?" your mother notes one day as you're walking past, waiting until you pause to reach out and pluck at your now slightly wavy, past-the-shoulders hair. "We really should get you a haircut today."\n\n"Um." You squirm a little. "... Will said he'd take me to his barber this summer, I wanna wait. And... and donate it, you know?"\n\n"Oh, that's very sweet then, dear." Your mother beams, then mms as she drops the bit of your hair and cups her chin. "Your voice sounds a bit strange. ... Has your underwear gotten tight?"\n\n"... ah..." You'd noticed that your voice had gotten a bit higher and more, well, feminine, and try not to blush as her comment makes her very aware of the silky purple g-string you're wearing. Clearing your throat, you try to sound a bit deeper, but not ridiculously so, as you reply. "No, they're... they're fine."\n\n"Well I haven't seen very many of them in the laundry lately, so I kind of wondered," she asks, looking vaguely suspicious before shrugging and walking off. \n\n'Yeah well whatever you suspect it's almost certainly not what's actually going on,' you can't help but think wryly.\n\nStill, after that you take to tying your hair back in a ponytail... though it still winds up as a very girly-looking ponytail, and you find you don't have enough gumption to try and change that. It's hard to deny that as the end of school approaches, when you look in the mirror you're less and less seeing a not super manly boy and more and more seeing a girl wearing boys' clothes. The fact that you can't even get off now without fingering your 'pussy' and spend whatever parts of the school day aren't wrapped in nervousness admiring all the guys in your classes just seems to drive that home.\n\n"Hey, Jamie." You stop in the hallway as your friend Kevin approaches, and you fight the urge to blush. It still amazes you that the two of you became friends somehow... he's taller, outgoing, and wow is he dream-, er, good-looking. He's more the sort of guy you'd expect to be friends with Will, really, but he's been decent to you (some mischief aside). He stops in front of you, hesitating a bit, before asking, "I was gonna say... is something up with you?"\n\n"Um." You squirm a little, hugging your book for next class to your chest. "What do you mean...?"\n\n"I dunno, lately you just seem... different. Like, I dunno, you seem really..." He rubs the back of his head. "... cute?" Then he blushes and clears her throat. "I mean, I dunno how else to explain it, just something has changed about you and I... keep finding myself thinking 'Wow she's cute' every time I see you, like it was a <i>girl</i> I didn't know. So like... what's up with that?"\n\n'Oh my God he called me cute I should suck his dick.' At the thought your face goes red and you duck your head. That's been happening a lot lately too... random, utterly stereotypical "girly" thoughts just popping into your head. At various times you've gotten the urge to clean the house, bake cookies, go shopping, and gotten positively covetous at jewelry commercials.\n\n... Yeah but the desire to suck Kevin's dick is legit. You peek up at him through your eyelashes, noticing that he's almost staring at you now, his own cheeks still pink. Maybe it'd be okay, Aki'd totally understand, right...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Suggest going to his place after school.|QOBro3x5]]\n\n[[Make an excuse and leave.|QOBro]]

"Um. Why don't we go over to your house after school and talk about this?" you suggest, squirming a little as you do.\n\n"... Yeah, okay. My parents are out and Tanya's back at school, so it'll be just us. I mean, y'know, no one will interrupt us. I mean..." Kevin clears his throat. "I'm gonna go, I'll meet you at the west entrance after class."\n\nYou nod, blushing yourself as you turn to head to your next class. It's not like you've actually decided to suck his dick, right? You're just going over to his house after school, like you do a lot of the time. Aki never told you that you couldn't hang out with male friends, and that's... probably... all you're going to do!\n\nOnce the last bell rings, you head to meet up with Kevin. He's usually a bit chattery on these walks, but today he's quiet, and does seem a bit awkward, perhaps wanting to avoid the earlier slipups. The fact that he's actually reacting to you as a girl is... weird. And kind of nice. And hot.\n\nOnce inside the two of you deposit your bags in the entryway and head upstairs to Kevin's room, where he flops to sit on the edge of the bed. "So, what's up, man?" he asks, leaning back on his hands a bit.\n\nYou stand in front of him, shifting a bit from foot to foot, trying to focus your thoughts.\n\n<hr>\n[[Suck his dick.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Spill your guts.|QOBro3x6]]

"I uh, I, um, th-that is, I-" you stammer, eyes widening a bit more.\n\n"Like I was going to get on my knees for a shy little bitch like you," Emi coos in that still-sweet voice, reaching out to grab a fistful of your hair. "Nuh-uuuuhhhh, you're going on yours where you belong."\n\nHis urging you forward and down isn't all that rough, but you find yourself completely unable to resist as he gets you down on your knees in front of him. He brushes that slender, smooth prick against your face a few times, then taps the tip against your lower lip. "Mouth open and tongue out like a good slut."\n\nYou hesitate briefly, then meekly obey, parting your lips and poking your tongue forward. Emi quickly slides his cock into your mouth, pressing it in just a bit, smirking down at you as he begins lightly rocking his panty-clad hips. You can taste a bit of salt, something smearing over your tongue as he pushes forward. "That's right, there's a good little bitch," he coos in that entirely girly voice, the fact that he still looks and sounds so entirely feminine even as he's completely dominating you and forcing you to suck his cock making you shiver. "Don't dare stop, but get out of those pants, too, let me see that ass."\n\nBlushing even more, you do your best to undo your jeans, feeling your own stiff prick pressing out against your underwear further as you undo your fly. It's hard to focus on getting them down for a number of reasons... one the sheer shock at the fact that you're on your knees with another boy's dick in your mouth. But another is that Emi apparently wasn't even completely hard when you began sucking him... you can feel him getting thicker between your lips, the soft, almost silky skin of his prick growing more taut as he presses just a bit deeper into your mouth each time. But it's like he has complete control over you, and you're soon doing your best to wiggle your pants and underwear down, lifting your ass up and shifting to get them over your knees, until finally you can get them off without ever moving from your kneeling position or taking Emi's dick out of your mouth.\n\n"Mmm, there's a good slut," the crossdresser coos, sliding his hand down to the side of your head, and matching it with his other hand. Your eyes widen again as he pushes his hips forward and pulls you forward at the same time, forcing his way past your gag reflex and making your throat bulge up with his now considerably longer and thicker prick. Your hands come up to grab at his slender hips, getting fistfuls of his skirt, but you can't bring yourself to actually do anything as he just keeps pushing forward until his balls are pressing against your chin. Giggling softly, Emi begins thrusting his hips, fucking your mouth and throat lightly as you quag and shudder. "Thaaat's it, that's it little slut-boi. You think it feels big now, just wait until it's pounding into your tight little ass, huh? Gonna really make you moan then."\n\nYou shudder at the realization that yes, Emi is absolutely, definitely going to fuck you, a sensation somewhere between fear and arousal flitting through your body and making your stiff cock twitch. You look up at the pretty, pink-haired creature above you, seeing those painted lips curled in a wicked smirk as he fucks your face and slaps his smooth, silky balls against your chin, gradually getting them covered in your spit. Emi's feminine little squeals and moans continuously drift down to you even as it feels like his cock is throbbing ever bigger between your lips wrapped around it, his teeth slipping over his lower lip and dragging back before he smirks even wider down at you, head tilting as he obviously enjoys the view. Finally he lets out a little gasp and abruptly pulls out, leaving you gasping and spluttering a little as he grabs himself with one hand, moaning as he strokes his spit-slick cock and starts firing long ropes of thick jizz all over your face. You shudder at the feeling of the hot, gooey wetness falling on your hair and skin, reminding you of just how much you've been thoroughly dominated by this pretty girl-like boy and made his bitch. \n\n"Up," Emi coos, waiting for you to wobble to your feet before he reaches forward and yanks your shirt up, with you cooperating a bit awkwardly, the passing of the collar smearing his cum into your skin before it's off and away. Then Emi snickers and shoves you backwards, sending you toppling back onto the bed. You're left stunned and staring as he undresses, stripping down until he's only in the stockings sheathing his legs. Even completely naked, with that now much bigger and thicker cock jutting out in front of him, and his smooth, flat chest bared, he still looks quite girly, with his slender build, soft skin, and hairstyle and makeup. Which apparently suits him just fine as he clambers onto the bed, looming above you and reaching down to rub his cock against your balls and shaft as you squirm. From this it's clear he's now got a few inches on you, and smirks as you look up at him from noticing it. "That's right, the girly little boy has a muuuuch bigger dick than you," he purrs, deliberately thrusting his hips a few times to rub his shaft along your shorter one, making you writhe and moan. "If I don't even look like a man, and you've got a little dick in comparison to me, you must be no man at all, huh?"\n\nGiggling wickedly at the shame his teasing obviously causes you, Emi lifts up and then grabs you, surprisingly easily flipping you over and onto your front, your cock winding up angled back and away from you somewhat and pressing against your thigh, balls resting on top of it. Emi settles back on top of you, sliding his shaft along the cleft of your ass a few times before changing angles. And then you're moaning as he pushes into you, cock spreading your ass open. His hands move to grip your wrists and pin them against the bed as he presses downward, slowly and steadily sheathing his dick in your ass until his balls are resting against yours. Then he begins bouncing his hips up and down, driving you against the bed lightly as he thrusts into you, fucking you in a quick little pace that has you bouncing on the mattress, your eyes rolling some as you moan out.\n\n"How's it feel, huh? How's it feel having a completely feminine man pound your ass and fuck you like a woman, huh?" Emi coos in your ear, voice never ceasing to sound like a girl's as he fucks you. "S'what you get for being a little pussy bitch, you even get dominated by a girly-boy like me. That what you are, huh, a little sissy boy who gets off on being dominated by guys that aren't even manly themselves?" He giggles wickedly again, grinding his hips against your ass before he resumes his quick downward thrusts. "Or maybe you wanna admit you're not cut out to be seen as a man either, hmmm? You'd be better off being seen as a weak little girl and used like one!" Nipping at your ear and making you moan, Emi lowers his voice to a breathier whisper, pressing in and wiggling his hips again as he murmurs, "Or maybe you're not cut out to be a man at all, huh? Despite that thing between your legs, maybe you need to just give up all pretenses of being male and become a slutty girl entirely, huh?"\n\nAnd then he's suddenly pounding into you hard and fast, making you groan out and roll your eyes, pinned hands clenching in the sheets as he demands, "What are you, huh? What are you, bitch, tell me!"\n\n<hr>\n[["I'm a sissy boy!"|QOBro]]\n\n[["I should be seen as a girl!"|QOBro9x1]]\n\n[["I'm a girl!"|QOBro3x3]]

"I'm a girl!" you blurt out, twisting your fists in the sheets as Emi continues pounding you into the bed. "I'm not even a boy, I'm a slutty girl who loves cock!"\n\n"That's riiiight, you love a big fat cock in your pussy, don't you?" Emi coos in your ear, wiggling his hips against your butt briefly before resuming pounding again. "Tell me, bitch!"\n\n"Yes, fuck my pussy, please fuck my pussy!" you whimper, biting your lower lip as you're used as nothing but a cocksleeve. "Fuck my tight girl pussy with your big fat cock, please!"\n\n"Gonna... make your pussy my cumdump," Emi gasps out, right before he does, thrusting into you and pressing in hard, his cock twitching and throbbing as he unloads deep inside you. You let out a long, low moan of your own as your own prick spurts and splatters your load over the sheets and your leg, even as it begins to soften, as if even physically acknowledging your relinquishing of your masculinity.\n\nEmi fucks you and makes you suck him several more times, consistently referring to your ass as your "pussy" or "cunt", and demanding you do so as well. He even pinches and tweaks at your nipples, asking you how it feels to have your tits played with as you're fucked. Your cock stiffens up often enough as you're sucking on him or obeying his orders to lick his balls or gulp down his shaft, but soon after he starts fucking you it goes soft again, as if reminded that you're not a man in his eyes. It's well past midnight and you're on your knees on the floor again, Emi standing at your side and having you suck and lick at his cock jutting past your face, when Aki walks in, wearing nothing but a pair of lacy purple panties and sipping a beer.\n\n"And what do we have here, hm?" the other crossdresser says in amusement as he takes in the scene. \n\n"This little bitch admitted that she's not really a man," Emi chirps happily, ruffling your hair as you flick your tongue against the root of his cock, even as you're watching Aki in embarrassment. "So I've been giving her a good, thorough fucking like girls deserve."\n\n"I see, I see." Giggling a bit, Aki pushes down the front of his panties and lets his own rather sizeable cock spring free, long shaft wobbling and starting to jut out more as it stiffens. He moves around to your other side expectantly, and following the unspoken order you bring your hands up to wrap them around both shafts, turning your head back and forth to lick and suck at the two crossdressers' cockheads as you kneel on the floor, half-hard cock arcing out in front of you. "Well then, I think it's our duty to make sure that this girl is raised up properly, don't you?"\n\n"Ooo, I was hoping you'd say that, oneesan!" Emi giggles into his fist a bit. "Can we do the full course on him, ah, her, really?!"\n\n"Mm-hm!" Aki looks down, putting a hand on your forehead and guiding you onto him more fully, not stopping until he's forced you all the way down on his dick, his lace-clad balls rubbing on your chin. "Alright, slut, now listen here," he informs you in that sweet, feminine voice as he starts lightly fucking your throat. "I'm going to leave some things with your brother for you. Among them will be some pills. Take one, every morning. Never miss a morning! Understood?" he asks, gripping your hair and pulling you back, leaving you gasping and with a string of spit connecting the tip of his cock and your chin.\n\n"Y-yes, but... what... pills?" you ask, feeling dazed. "Will they... will they turn me into a girl?!"\n\n"You're already a girl," Aki replies with a sneery giggle, slapping his spit-shined shaft against your face a few times. "But if you mean a complete physical transformation, then no. They'll just... help things along. Bit of body shaping, a few minor changes, get your hair growing nice and fast." Aki pushes you back down on his cock and resumes his light thrusting, apparently assuming you can hear him over your own soft gagging and gulping. "You have to take one a day, that's an order. You're also forbidden from getting your hair cut, wearing anything but cute panties for underwear, or fucking any guys."\n\n"Wouldn't want <i>real</i> men to have to deal with some inferior product," Emi snickers from where he's standing stroking himself, watching his brother use your mouth. "It might be fine for us girly-boys, but you're only allowed a real man's cock once you've completed our course!"\n\n"Mhm~. Now, I'm going to talk to Will and make sure he understands what to do. He'll convince your parents that he wants to spend the entire summer with you. On the last day of school he'll pick you up and drive you to our place. There we'll finish your transformation into a proper girl." He abruptly hauls you off of his cock and pulls you up, only to toss you over the side of the bed. "But first, I'm gonna have a preview of this pussy while it's still nice and tight," he coos, making you moan and your cock go limp as he pushes deep into your ass.\n\nIn the morning you awaken blearily, feeling thorouhgly used and sticky. Blinking repeatedly, you push yourself up, looking around. Uncertain of what else to do, you grab a pair of your sleeping pants from your things and pull them and a shirt on before wandering out into the main area, and then the kitchen, where you find Will sitting at the table in his robe.\n\n"Hey there, little sister," he says breezily as he glances over at you, sipping from his coffee cup.\n\nYou blush brightly. "... I guess Aki really did talk to you..."\n\n"Yup. On subjects like this, Aki tends to get what he wants, so I advise you to listen to him. The stuff he left is there," he adds with a nod to a purple drawstring bag on the table, before resuming reading his tablet.\n\nShaking your head a bit at him, you open the bag, eyeing its contents and blushing a bit as they sink in. Mostly it's... panties. But there are also bottles of shampoo and body wash... the girliest scents imaginable, from the looks of them. And sitting on top of all of it is... a large, unlabeled pill bottle, full of bright pink pills.\n\n<hr>\n[[Take one as ordered.|QOBro3x4]]\n\n[[Toss the bag.|QOBro]]

"Alright, now you try. Let's start with something and someone simple." Your mother does another browse around the area with her eyes, then nods her head. "There's Mr. Top Hat."\n\nYou glance reflexively. Yup, there he is, a semi-fixture of the mall. A middle-aged man with a stubbly beard and greying temples, his cartoon character T-shirt not quite entirely covering his large gut, scabby shins visible below his jorts and a somewhat threadbare top hat perched atop his head. You make a face as you look back at your mother. "<i>Him</i>?"\n\n"Just because we're sex demons doesn't mean everything has to be all sex all the time, Jamie, and you'll understand in a moment why I chose him. You see, the way to put a suggestion in someone's head is, as said, by making them think it comes from themselves. So first of all you can't think entirely in words.. that just comes across as a blaring yell, pretty much. You need to sort of <i>feel</i> the impression you want to convey, as if you were going to do it yourself. So if you want to make someone be hot, thinking of how you feel when you're hot helps."\n\n"... And I'd also need to think about taking off my panties?"\n\n"Well yes, certainly things like that help, you've got to have a broad imagination dear. But that part's really very simple, as long as you make a solid attempt and don't try to force it, it will generally work. But the reason I picked Mr. Top Hat is specifically because he's so distinctive and you've already got a good mental image of him from seeing him around. What you want to do," she continues, bringing her hands together with palms facing each other and a bit apart. "Is picture a little doll, or action figure, or what have you. Get a nice, clear, mental image of them, right down to what they're wearing... though if you've seen them naked, picturing them naked helps. No, definitely avoid that in this case. But in any event, the more you can make it look like them on the outside, the better it works. Inside, it should be hollow, like a plastic Easter egg. Then you simply picture popping the doll open, placing the thought you want to send inside it, and tossing that doll into the person it matches."\n\n"That... sounds like a lot of work."\n\n"It probably will be at first, dear, but I assure you it will become practically reflex over time. The more you practice the more adept your mind becomes at forming 'suggestion dolls' to the point that you barely even have to think about it at all."\n\n"... Is this why dad always takes out the trash without being asked?"\n\n"Your father's a very thoughtful man," your mother answers primly. In other words, 'yes'. "In any event, dear, I want you to try giving Mr. Top Hat a suggestion. Just something simple, that he'd probably do without thinking, like scratching his nose."\n\nYou nod, then do your best to do as your mother said... imagining a little plastic Mr. Top Hat complete with top hat and jorts, but hollow and cracking open in the middle, with a little inner ring that holds it closed just like said plastic Easter eggs. You do your best to put the urge of wanting to scratch your nose inside of it, then give it a 'toss' towards the odd individual. You watch for almost a full minute as nothing happens, and have almost given it up as a bad job when one hand comes up and a dirty fingernail brushes his nose a few times.\n\n"I... did I do that?"\n\n"You did, it just wasn't quite as strong as it should be and took a bit to work through there. But you did it, dear!" your mother chirps, smiling brightly. "You've got a bit to learn about calibrating the impression to the right strength and 'aim', but you got it all the same on the first try, which is better than I did. Let's keep practicing!"\n\nThe two of you spend the next several hours refining your technique, with your mother giving you gentle pointers on this or that. Though you're hardly an expert, by the end of the day you're doing simple 'suggestion stacks' like the demonstration your mother gave you, and manage to make two giggly, excitable girls give each other a peck on the lips before they blush and break into peals of laughter. \n\nYour mother takes you back to the mall for the next few days for more practice, and eventually you do find that the whole process of picturing a hollow doll and putting thoughts in it comes faster and easier, your brain picking up on the pattern of it and ironing out details more easily. Eventually your mother notes, "Alright, dear, I think you've just about got this down. From here on in, the only way you're really going to get better is to practice practice practice. Once I think you've taken your technique with suggestions about as far as you can, I'll begin teaching you about manipulation, which is the next step up."\n\nYou nod, and ponder how to get in that practice. It's actually the last day of summer vacation, so you'll be going into school armed with a new physique and new abilities. You could just go to the mall and practice like you have been recently, obviously, essentially just getting ready to make some use of your newlearned power in school... or you could try and make this memorable by, say, trying it on someone a little more known to you. Like your friends Maya, or Kevin, or their families.\n\n<hr>\n[[Practice at the mall.|QOFam2x5]]\n\n[[Practice at Maya's.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Practice at Kevin's.|QOFam]]

Well, it is where you found the original job. Maybe you'll find something similar. You decide to start browsing the jobs section of the site regularly, keeping an eye out for any similar dogsitting jobs (or anything else that seems like it might be applicable).\n\nFor the most part, as the rest of the school year drags on, you're disappointed. While you spot several dogsitting jobs, they're either for small dogs or for only a few days in the future, and the thought of your parents letting you do a stay-over dogsitting on a school night seem so remote that you don't even consider asking. There are a few jobs for the future, but all of them seem to expect you to keep the dog at your place which... yeah, while the thought of getting fucked by a dog in your own room is definitely a turnon, the idea of your mom walking in on that is a major turnoff. (... You think. ... Mostly.)\n\nBut as school draws to a close, you suddenly find a small handful of prospects. Buoyed with hope, you bookmark them on the site, and once your last final is finished, you rush home, hurrying to the computer to check. You'll have to decide which of these has the best chance for, well... lots of doggy lewdness.\n\nThere's a [[stay-over dogsitting position|QODS]] for a pair of black labs. You're not entirely sure what you could get up to with two dogs... but at least if they're not as indefatiguable as Shep, they can work in shifts, right? Well, work you over in shifts.\n\nThere's a [[drop-off dogsitting job|QODS]] too. As noted you wouldn't have considered any of those, but the first time you saw the picture of the dog, Blizzard, you kind of fell in love. He's some sort of Husky mix, big and beautiful with amazing blue eyes... and a big fat sheath and balls that are visible in almost every picture of him. You might almost be willing to risk it for a chance at that.\n\nAnd then there's a really tempting offer... an [[overnight caretaker|QODS]] summer job at a local kennel. You'd have some light janitorial work but... you'd also be left alone overnight with a wide array of dogs. That one seems almost too good to be true!\n\nThe last one, you're not entirely sure why you've kept it, it's a casting call for entertainers for a place called '[[Honesty's Reward|QODS2x4]]', apparently some sort of playhouse or something from the description. You're not sure why you've bookmarked it or keep coming back to it, other than that the description of the place includes the phrase 'where dreams come true'. Every time you read that it somehow feels like they could make your dreams come true, too.

So the question is, how to get her to actually take whatever it is you decide to turn into, once you figure that out. After all if you just ring the bell and change on her doorstep, she'd be kind of suspicious of something just dropped on the ground outside her house. ... Also, y'know, the pile of your clothes laying there. Hm, but maybe your experience with trying out being an action figure provides an answer for that!\n\nYeah, you're starting to get a really good idea now. Heh heh heh~! ... Yeah you're also feeling a bit guilty about the scheming, but remind yourself that Maya was the one wanting to be adventurous and pushing you to cast this spell on yourself, it's on her that you decided to actually run with the possibilities! (You guess.) \n\nYou spend the next little while actually preparing for your plan, getting everything together and trying out the various transformations involved to make sure they'll actually work. The day of your plan arrives and after telling your mother you'll be out all day probably hanging out with Maya (effectively true when you think about it) you head out... albeit after scooting around to the back yard of your house and, after a quick check to make sure no one's watching, stripping down and hiding your clothes in a place you prepared yesterday. Then you change into... your friend Kevin! Wearing clothes. Which is pretty weird since the clothes are literally a part of you, like the outer layer of your body basically, just textured different. Sort of like being covered in really weird body hair. ... And also being naked but also wearing clothes.\n\nAnyway, this was the brilliant part of your plan that arose from worrying that someone might see you walking around with a cardboard box and ask your parents what was going on, which would of course immediately lead them to figure out that you have acquired shapeshifting powers and were using them for something naughty. If anyone sees you, they'll see Kevin and ask <i>his</i> parents what he was doing carrying around a cardboard box and... ... well, he'll have plausible deniability if he gets in trouble, at least.\n\nYou really only use Kevin's guise until you get closer to Maya's house anyway, whereupon you duck out of sight and instead change into a generic Package Delivery Guy. Completing the short distance walk to her house (and confirming that her parents' cars are gone), you set the box down, make sure you're positioned well, hope Maya's not too close to the door, and ring the bell.\n\nInstantly you change into a bug. Again, sort of a generic bug, tiny crawly thing, but just the size you need. You go scurrying across the few inches of porch separating you and the box and through the tiny, almost imperceptible hole you poked in the side just for this. Scurrying further into the box, you take a moment to catch your breath (or whatever it is bugs do, you're actually still not sure even though you just did it) before the muffled sound of the door opening alerts you. Okay! Now to turn into a-\n\n<hr>\n[[-bodysuit.|QOBook]]\n\n[[-fursuit.|QOBook27x1]]\n\n[[-dildo.|QOBook28x1]]\n\n[[-costume.|QOBook]]\n\n[[-pool toy.|QOBook29x1]]\n\n[[-robot.|QOBook]]

"Maya's been waiting for this somewhere between a couple of days and like three years so she's probably super horny, I gotta go," you reply breezily before turning and practically skipping off. "Later!"\n\n"... Yeah later," Kevin replies a little distantly.\n\nYou head home to pack for the weekend... you don't expect to need <i>many</i> clothes, but you may wanna take a break and go out or something, and also there's a few things you will want to wear for the sexy. And a couple of other things to grab for fun too! Once you're done, you settle your messenger bag and trot down the stairs.\n\n"Mom, I'm heading over to Maya's for the weekend!" you declare cheerfully, leaning up to peck her on the cheek.\n\n"Oh?" she says as she turns to you, looking rather surprised but also a bit pleased, before her natural Parent Programming kicks in. "Will her parents be there?"\n\n"Nope, they've already left town, won't be back until like Tuesday. Hey, do you have any idea if one of these brands is better than the other?" you ask, fishing out two boxes of condoms from your bag and holding up one in each hand.\n\nYour mother gives a slow blink, just sort of staring at you for a long moment. You can tell there's a lot going on in her head, though her face is sort of unreadable. After a moment, though, she raises a hand and taps one of the boxes with a fingernail. "They're both alright, but those are better so use them first."\n\n"Okay, thanks," you chirp, putting them back in your bag and turning for the door. You then pause briefly in place, one foot raised, as your brain does a bit of turnover on why she actually did know that. ... Oh right parents still have sex! That resolved, you hum cheerfully as you head out and over to Maya's. Soon you're knocking at her door, preparing to wait for the answer only to have it fling open. "Whoa!" you yip as you're grabbed by the shirt and yanked bodily into the house, the door slamming after you.\n\nImmediately a very naked Maya is pressing herself up against you as she shoves you back against the wall, kissing you hard, her hands fisting in your cute sweater and rubbing against your chest as she grinds against you. Her tongue dives into your mouth, claiming and rather rough, and even your maxed-out charisma is a tad overwhelmed for the moment, your hands grabbing her ass and squeezing mostly by reflex. Maya shudders against you at the squeeze, then breaks the kiss, her lips parted and breathing coming hard, eyes glassy as they stare into yours. "Sex. Now."\n\n"Well I was really thinking first I'd-"\n\n"SEX. NOW," Maya repeats, eyes widening.\n\n"... Yes'm."\n\nMaya gives a quick nod, then grabs you by the wrist and hauls you upstairs, just almost flapping like a penant behind her. She all but throws you onto the bed and then quickly clambers atop you, breasts jiggling as she flips up the front of your skirt and hauls your panties down in front, your stiff cock springing free, her hips already rising as she moves into position.\n\n"Wait wait wait!" you blurt, Maya just barely flinching to a halt as you go scrambling in your bag with one hand, then point at the box of condoms you pull out with the other. (You don't really pay attention to which one it is since you're not sure you have that much leeway of time at this point.\n\nMaya looks at the box. Looks at you. Looks at the box. You can just <i>see</i> the desire to smack it away as she smirks down at you roiling in her head. But after a moment she gives an 'nnnnh!' and snatches the box, literally tearing it open and yanking one out. She does, at least, calm down a bit when she rolls it onto you (which you're suitably thankful for), but then quickly lifts and mounts up again. You watch her hips quiver as she's clearly torn between the desire to just slam herself down on it and take it nice and slow to enjoy the first time, so you finally seize a bit of control back by taking hold of her hips and smoothly easing her down on it, Maya letting out a soft moan and almost instantly cumming the moment she fully settles onto your hips.\n\n"... Um." You lift your head to look down at your now very wet hips, then up at her. "You good?"\n\n"Yuh-huuuuuuuh," she says dreamily, eyes far off and a sort of distant smile on her face.\n\nSnickering a bit, you manage to wiggle out of your sweater and bag strap before gripping her hips again and starting to gently urge her to move, as well as thrusting upward slightly. Maya gives a shiver and a sweet little mewl at the renewed stimulation, but then starts moving as well, leaning forward to put her hands on either side of your head and starting to move her hips. Smiling sweetly up at her, you move your hands up to slip beneath hers and curl your fingers through her own, unable to help giggling softly as she gives another little mewl and squeezes around you tightly. You continue to thrust your hips up against her but otherwise let her take her own time now, the both of you moving together until finally you both cry out closely together, your hips arching up and hers pressing down to urge you flat against the bed.\n\nAfter huffing for a few moments, Maya lifts off of you, your cock slipping free of her and plopping against your currently skirt-covered belly, the bulged reservoir at the end draping to one side. You squirm a bit happily as Maya pulls it off of you and ties it, eyeing the green rubber and its rounded load of white almost contemplatively.\n\n"Throw it away," you say with a bit of a scoff, Maya sticking her tongue out at you but turning and tossing it into the trash can nearby.\n\nAfter she's gotten off of you, you stand up and take a few moments to finish undressing, well mostly... you leave the stockings on, of course. Maya certainly seems to approve of this, watching you appreciatively, then blushing brightly as you settle down beside the bed and tug on her hips, then press her thighs apart as you lean in. She mmmfs softly as you set to gently licking, your tongue dipping inside her softly where your cock so recently was, alternating between closing her eyes and leaning her head back, or leaning forward to watch your face intently, meeting your eyes as you kiss her folds or flick your tongue over her clit. It's when she's holding your gaze that you slip two fingers into her, smiling at feeling her squeeze around you as you do, and watching her shiver as you start gently stroking them in and out, tongue lapping gently at her clit as you do.\n\nHer pussy squeezes around your fingers again as her phone gives a text tone, clearly surprising her. Almost dazedly she snags it from the nearby table and glances at it, then gives a soft "Fuck!"\n\n"Hm? What's up?" you ask curiously.\n\n"Well it's... it's... ah... c-could you give me a second to think?" she almost whines, hips wiggling as you continue to slowly, gently pump your fingers into her.\n\n"No," you answer smugly, giving her clit a kittenish little lick. "Now what is it?"\n\n"Mmmmmf... it's my friend Lilith... I forgot that I actually told her weeks ago that she could come over and hang out this weekend," Maya groans. "Now she's on her way over already, fuuuuck."\n\n<hr>\n[["Here, I'll explain it!"|QONile]]\n\n[["Oh, nice, that will be fun!"|QONile]]

You're starting your break essentially as early as possible, by sleeping over at your friend Kevin's. (Your mother might normally be aghast at the very notion of you sleeping over with a guy, but Kevin is <i>really</i> good at playing the wholesome good boy around your parents, so she seems to be convinced he's some kind of zen monk without an unwholesome thought in his head.) Kevin's house has a lot to recommend it... it's not huge, but it's got a pool, several backyard amusements, a semi-furnished shed that works as a clubhouse, a pair of large, fuzzy, friendly dogs, and the whole thing is backed by a large wooded area. A lesser person might be accused of wanting to be friends with Kevin just because his house is like crack for an active young person.\n\nYou really do like Kevin, though, even though you seem like such opposites. You're quiet and avoid attention, he's extroverted, you have largely average looks, he's already getting compliments for how handsome he is (blonde hair, grey eyes, nice chin even), you excel academically and he excels socially. You've always worried that maybe you'd get some hate from the hot girls at school, with them assuming you were dating him, but uh... apparently you're <i>so</i> average and unassuming that it's never really crossed anyone's minds that he might be interested in you.\n\n(Including him, probably. Sigh. Not that you usually think of him like that... or would necessarily know what to do with it if he thought that way about you... but it might be nice if it at least occurred to him to look at you like a woman.)\n\nCurrently the two of you are sitting in his room at the foot of his bed, dressed in sleeping attire (athletic pants and tanktop for him, nearly identical but pink athletic pants and a baggy t-shirt for you). The latest Street Fighter game is just starting to wear a bit thin, and you make no complaints when Kevin sets his controller aside at the end of the current match. "Let's do something else," he suggests airily, flumping back against the footboard of the bed.\n\n"Like what?" you ask, ever ready to not take the initiative.\n\n"Well, I guess we could talk about [[what we're going to do tomorrow|QGKevActivities]]," he muses. "Don't wanna wind up just sitting around doing nothing 'cause we didn't get an idea ready. Or, hey..." He pauses, mouth briefly flickering in a wicked grin, before it turns more sheepish and he blushes a bit. "Nah, nevermind."\n\nYou eye him briefly, then shrug a little bit. Well, whatever, if it would embarrass <i>him</i> then it would certainly embarrass you.\n\nAfter a moment he glances at the door, then grins again as he sits up again and looks back at you. "Or, hey... you could go try to get a peek at my sister for me."\n\nThat makes you swallow heavily. "Your sister?" Kevin's sister Tanya is eighteen, a year younger than the eldest brother of the family. She's tall, with short golden hair, great legs, a really nice set of boobs and a great butt. She's exactly the sort of girl that makes you feel like you don't even deserve to exist in comparison. Well that and the fact she's friggin' terrifying. "What do you mean, 'peek'?"\n\n"See, a lot of times by now she's prancing around her bedroom naked, I accidentally noticed when I was walking by one night. She always leaves the door just a little open so it's super easy."\n\nHe grins wider at that. "[[Get a picture of her naked for me|QGKev]]! Or even better, doing something perverted! No, no, no, not for that," he hurries to add at the look on your face, waving his hands. "I mean, like, for blackmail. I mean, to make her leave us alone!" he adds since 'blackmail' just made you make a different face. "You know she'll be snapping at us and bossing us around all summer if we don't do something!"\n\n"Oh. Yeah, I guess that's true," you admit, albeit still in a dubious tone. \n\nKevin sighs a bit at your lack of enthusiasm, then just shrugs and flops against the baseboard again. "Not like you have to."\n\nYou squirm a little, glancing at him, then looking away. Part of you... sort of wants to suggest [[fooling around|QGKev]]. Not that he'd ever have any interest in a girl like you, and it might make things awkward after but... well, dammit, you're a horny teenager too! Worst he could do is say 'no', right? ... Well no worst he could do is laugh himself sick and permanently mentally scar you. So maybe no.

Humiliation seems like an imminently satisfying idea. She seems to basically hate you because you're a "nobody"... well, you can show her that there's something worse than being a person nobody knows, and that's being someone <i>everybody</i> knows, just for all the wrong reasons!\n\nYou grin with Sandra's lips as you mentally go over some of the options... with at least one of them making you blush brightly as you think of it. All of them are pretty straightforward, and should be pretty easy to put into play. It's mostly just a question of how far you're willing to go, considering that you have to be in her body the entire time.\n\n[[Mild|QOBook]] - This would be pretty humiliating for her, but probably wouldn't destroy her socially... luckily it would still probably be enough to put off her plans to have you bullied. It wouldn't be that difficult for you, either... actually, you'd probably have a lot of fun!\n\n[[Moderate|QOBook]] - You're pretty sure this would be enough to get her completely kicked out of the top social circle for good, once it got out. She would definitely, absolutely not be able to organize a bullying campaign of you after this!\n\n[[Extreme|QOBook]] - Complete and utter social destruction. After this, she'd be lucky if she didn't have to change her name and move to another city! On the down side, you'd have to experience exactly what would do that to her reputation.

"The... summoning thing, I guess," you finally suggest. You don't think Maya would do anything really dangerous, but if she looked at the potions or creatures section you do think it's possible she might try to cook something or go somewhere, and that's just a headache you don't need.\n\n"Alright, let's see." She flips through the pages to the proper section, then settles the book a bit better on her lap. "Sparing you the full pronunciation guide, 'These creatures of Hell may be summoned to you. Be warned, they may yet come in their own time, and that they are in your control is of no guarantee, especially if you be of weak will or unskilled in magic.'"\n\n"That... doesn't sound good," you murmur, scooting away a little.\n\n"Psh, oh calm down." Maya glances at you, one corner of her mouth quirking. "It's clearly just giving the writer an out for it not working. 'Oh, the demon didn't show up? Well like it said, they show up in their own time, could be a century from now!'"\n\n"I guess. Still, maybe we shouldn't mess with this."\n\n"Don't be such a fraidy. Let's see, so what can we summon? '[[Anh Ihnkubuz Mozt Wikkedd|QOIncStart]]'? '[[Ah Sukkubahs Mozt Seduktihf|QOSucStart]]'?" She smirks at you for that, making you blush and frown back at her for the teasing. Maya glances back down at the page, running her finger along the list. "'[[Ay Hownde uhv Helle|QOBook11x1]]'? '[[Tehntaklz uhv teh Abisz|QOBook]]'? '[[Anh Ihmppe to Sarvh Yoo|QOBook22x1]]'? Haha, wow, they all have silly chants and things."\n\n"Maya..."\n\n"C'mon, Jamie. Don't be a chicken. Pick one!"

'Farmster Girl World'? O... kay? That sounds like quite the mashup or knockoff or whatever. Still it makes you curious, so you tap that selection.\n\nYou jump a little as your surroundings (and your <i>clothes</i>) abruptly shift, the vast empty space quickly replaced by grass underfoot, sunny blue skies overhead, and what looks like a large barn nearby. Your bodysuit shifts to become a pair of blue jeans, heavy workboots (which kind of look more fantasy-styled somehow than normal farm wear) and a red flannel shirt over a black t-shirt. As you're still standing there trying to get your bearings, the barn door pushes open and someone walks out.\n\nUh, she's very... impressive, you can't help but think. She's really only about your own height, with pale white hair with black splotches and a pair of long, slender, fuzzy animal ears rising from the top of her head. But the main reason she's so, uh, eyecatching, is that she has particularly large boobs for her size, at least... H-cups maybe? They're hugged by a tied-up blue flannel shirt, and she has some sort of tool belt draped around her wide hips hugged by daisy dukes, the front of the belt actually longer than the shorts. She comes to a stop in front of you, her boobs giving a hefty jiggle, and beams.\n\n"Hello, Master! Welcome to your new monster girl farm! I'm Amooya, your new assistant!"\n\n"Um... hey, Amooya," you answer, waving. ... Gosh this is such a realistic VR setup, what the hell? You can actually smell a sort of pleasant warm fuzzy... musk? Is that the right word. "I'm Jamie."\n\n"Great! I've been waiting for a new farmer for awhile, so it's so great to see you! As you may be able to tell, I'm a monster girl myself... a cute bunny!" she chirps, giving a little hop in place and putting her fingertips to her cheeks... which apparently dislodges something, since a long, thin tail with a tufted tip pops out from behind her and swishes back and forth. She glances at it, then sighs, slumping her shoulders and hanging her head. "... Okay, okay, I'm a Doncow. But I always thought I'd make a super cute bunny!"\n\n"Eheh... r-right," you murmur, rubbing the back of your head.\n\n"... Aaaaanyway," Amooya says, coughing a bit into one fist, before perking up again... in more ways than one, your face heating a bit as her nipples noticeably stiffen under her shirt. "I'm so glad you're here, Master! Now you can take over this Monster Girl Farm and revitalizing it!"\n\n"Okay," you say, nodding. It's still pretty weird how realistic this all seems, but obviously it is a game like... uh. "So how do I do that?"\n\n"Well, first of all, you need to decide what sort of Monster Girl Farm this is!" Amooya exclaims cheerfully. "Is this a Livestock Farm, an Agriculture Farm, or a Leisure Farm?"\n\n"What's the difference?" you prompt, figuring this is obviously the breakdown.\n\n"Well, on a Livestock Farm, most of your focus is on capturing, grooming, and breeding Monster Girls!" Amooya says, quite happily for someone that's talking about you snagging members of her own species and apparently using them for livestock. "You use them to build up resources, or sell them to other Monster Girl Farms! Going out and capturing new Monster Girls will take up a lot of your time, followed by making decisions for how to raise and evolve the ones you've captured! On an Agriculture Farm, you concentrate on growing plants and vegetables, primarily for sale to other Monster Girl Farmers who need them... you'd have to buy most of your Monster Girls at market instead of capturing them. Or, if you want to be a Leisure Farm, then the focus will be on a comfy everyday life... you'll still have a small barn and small field, but it will be more for hobbyist pursuits and personal use. To make money to keep up and upgrade your farm, you'll have to instead go adventuring and gathering in the wilderness!"\n\nHuh, so yeah, definitely sounds like they've divided up the major aspects of a 'comfy farming/raising game'... it sounds like you can still do a bit of everything no matter which you choose, but you sort of appreciate the ability to focus on just one. So let's see...\n\n<hr>\n[[Leisure Farm.|FGWLeisStart]]\n\n<i><b>Skooma's note:</b> Farmster Girl World no longer functions within Devious World. To play it, see the external file. Consider these bits here just a preview.</i>

Tch tch, running off with stuff that belongs to y-, other people just isn't right. You stride confidently into the road, resting your fists on your hips and waiting. You can see both thieves' eyes go wide, and at almost the last second the one driving yanks the wheel to just barely avoid you. You calmly turn and pluck the bags out of the back seat as they rush past, their complete lack of deceleration indicating that they probably haven't even noticed yet that they've been deprived of their ill-gotten gains.\n\nMost of the police cars following them do the same, diverting around you with wide-eyed officers behind the seat following their reflex to keep chasing the thieves. One of them, a more typical car (actually a very nice, shiny black car) with flashers installed in the front grill does pull to a stop, its driver apparently intending to get out and actually talk to the giant beastman standing there in nothing but shorts and holding the stolen loot.\n\n<hr>\n[[Turn and walk off.|QOLion1x3]]\n\n[[Approach the car.|QOLion2x1]]

Dismissing the car and its driver from your thoughts, you turn and start walking off. You can hear a door slam behind you, and a woman's voice call "HEY! ST-... sto-..." But since she can't even seem to bring herself to say the word, you doubt she's of any consequence and not worth paying attention to, and instead continue to trot into the woods outside town at a decent clip. \n\nYou continue on through the woods for a time before finding the perfect spot to hide your new loot, which is of course perfect because you think it is. Without hesitation you unzip the bag with some bills sticking out of it, taking several large rolls of hundreds and stuffing them into your shorts alongside your sheath, making the already impressive bulge in the front look even more massive... well, you somehow doubt most women would mind if they pulled down a guy's pants and found he was stuffing with rolls of hundreds, you think with a chuckle as you rezip the bag and get to work digging a large hug.\n\nIt takes you a little while, but soon you've buried your treasure, and feel absolutely confident you'd be able to find it again any time you felt like. There. Now, to-\n\n<hr>\n[[Explore your domain a bit more.|QOLion]]\n\n[[Head home.|QOLion]]

If it's happening near you, it's your business! you decide smugly, striding over to the window and throwing it open. Without another thought you work your powerful frame through the wooden frame and leap to the ground before taking off running in the direction of the sirens. Your newly enhanced muscles propel you along at remarkable speed, and soon you're approaching one of the roads that leads towards the edge of town, since that seems to be where all the noise is heading towards.\n\nYou stop at the edge of the road, peering towards the wail of sirens. Your vision seems much improved now, and you can see the car at the head of the apparent chase... a convertible with a pair of women in the front seat, the driver's black ponytail whipping behind her, the other's thick blonde hair similarly being blown about by their speed. The occasional flutter of green bills flying out of the back seat definitely makes it clear exactly why the cops are chasing them. Oho, bank robbers, hm? \n\nWell you don't remember giving anyone permission to rob your bank! Er, a bank in your town! You should deal with this!\n\n<hr>\n[[Grab the thieves.|QOLion]]\n\n[[Grab the bags.|QOLion1x2]]\n\n[[Command them to stop.|QOLion]]

"I want you," you moan softly in his ear, and you feel his cock give a throb against yours in response. He tosses off the covers and pushes you onto your back, moving his body on top of yours and kissing you, hands stroking along your sides.\n\nUnfortunately, moments later, you hear a loud gasp that sends you both scrambling for opposite ends of the bed. You stare in shock and horror at Kevin's mother standing in the doorway, her mouth open as she stares in... well, probably shock and horror. Then her mouth closes and thins into a scowl, and she stabs a finger towards the floor in front of her. "Here, now." Both of you hurry over, adopting near-identical shamed stances with heads lowered and both hands covering your cocks. She looks you both up and down, then demands, "And how long has this been going on?"\n\n"Uh... just last night," Kevin mutters, since your vocal cords aren't unparalyzed yet. "I mean it just kinda... happened."\n\n"I see." The blonde woman stares for a moment more, then lets out a sigh. "Well. If that's the way it is, I guess there's no helping it. Which one of you is the girl?"\n\n"Uh, what?" you blurt, that finally managing to spur you to speech.\n\nKevin's mother stares at you again, though this time it's a 'How can you not know this?' stare. "One of you obviously has to be the girl," she says again, as if it were utterly obvious. "Now, you two are lucky Kevin's father and sister are out this morning, they might not be as understanding as I am about this, but I want to know who the girl is right now."\n\nYou cast Kevin a quick, desperate 'wtf is she talking about?' glance, which he just replies to with a 'dude my mom is crazy' eyeroll. You look back at her, seeing that she's obviously not going to take 'Neither' or 'It's not like that' for an answer.\n\n<hr>\n[["I'm the girl."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["Kevin's the girl."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["We both are."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

"I wouldn't mind if people were a bit different," you mutter, leaning back on your hands.\n\n"Same," Maya says with a soft huff, then grins and flips to that section. "Hm, alas, there doesn't seem to be a 'stop being assholes' spell."\n\n"What's it got?"\n\n"Just three options, in its usual fakey bullshit phrasing. '[[Teh Chaynj Mohzt Fitteeng|QOBook]]', '[[Teh Chaynj Mohzt Ayzthehtihk|QOBook14x3]]', and '[[Teh Chaynj Mohzt Lood|QOBook17x1]]'."

You glance at Jane, who kind of has a similar look on her face. Apparently whatever her own thoughts, they also generally equate to the fact that as far as buyers go, a pair of attractive buff catgirls buying you is among the least worst options.\n\nA moment later a woman in very thin robes comes scampering out of the house, bowing to Red and Blue and proceeding to start basically trying to sell you and your sister a bit as if you were a rare mint condition used car. Which leads to another bit of a humiliating session of standing there listening to yourself being bartered over and eventually sold, but at least at the end of it the manacles come off and you're lead down off the little scaffold.\n\nImmediately Blue rests a hand on Jane's shoulder, and Red on yours... the grip isn't uncomfortably tight, quite, but it's definitely enough that it tells you that it could be if you made any attempt to get away. Your new owners start guiding you and your sister through the city with a sort of quick-step intent that shows they're eager to get home and play with their new "toys".\n\n"Don't worry, you'll like being our pets," Blue declares cheerfully, her left ear twitching with a flash of the sapphire.\n\n"We'll take very good care of you," Red practically purrs, her right ear twitching with a flash of the ruby.\n\nYou and Jane exchange another, more nervous glance, somehow not assuaged at all by that. Somehow them actually just saying it outright is less comforting than silence might have been.\n\nIn any event, you're eventually led to a small, tidy, pleasant-looking house that you somehow just assume must be a rental or something, since you can't really picture it "going with" the obviously rough and ready adventuring pair longterm. It would probably be called "pleasant" and "homey" on a bed and breakfast ad back home, and does look relatively modern-ish (the lack of electronics aside) as they take you through, maybe more like something from the 1910's or whatever. They don't let go of your shoulders until they've taken you into the bedroom, both you and Jane squirming with further nervousness at the sight of the large bed, the two of them giving you a light push towards another door.\n\n"Alright, cuties, strip," Blue says. \n\n"Yeah, let's actually see what we're working with," Red adds.\n\nAnother glance between you and Jane. But, well... not like you didn't kind of know it was coming. And neither of you is super eager to actually find out if your new owners are the sort to use violence when questioned. So, both of your faces aflame, you start pulling off your t-shirts, jeans, and all the rest, shedding your clothes, you hesitating in your plain boxer-briefs and Jane briefly doing the same in her equally plain bra and panties, before the cat-twins grunt in unison, prompting you to finish the job.\n\n"Hmmm... I guess maybe a little smaller than I hoped," Blue muses as she steps forward and cups Jane's pert breasts, your sister letting out an indignant squeak both at the words and the fondling.\n\n"Hmmm... I guess maybe a little bigger than I hoped," Red muses as she steps forward and reaches beneath your half-hard cock to fondle your balls a bit, before giving your shaft a few strokes, smirking at you as you go fully hard with your own sort of muddled, confused squeak.\n\n"Alright, pets, head in there and get all cleaned up, you smell like sweat and horse," Blue declares after a moment, pointing at the door behind you with her left hand.\n\n"And do a good job, too, no reason to start out with a spanking, unless you ask," Red adds with a smirk, pointing at the same door with her right hand.\n\nYou and Jane turn and shuffle towards the bathroom, both giving nearly identical yelps at nearly perfectly-synced slaps to your asses from the twins. Resisting the urge to rub your smacked bums as you make your way in, you find an again fairly luxurious if simple bathroom, with a more Japanese style tub already sitting filled with steaming water, lined with bottles that you suppose are scented oils or something in lieu of soap.\n\n"This is not great," Jane says with a sigh, rubbing her face.\n\n"Yeah, there's not even a place to rinse off before getting in the furo, it's like whoever created this isekai world didn't really <i>get</i> Japanese customs, y'know?"\n\nJane slowly turns towards you, staring. Then she reaches out and smacks you upside the head.\n\n"Ow!"\n\n"Not that, you idiot! The slavery!"\n\n"Oh. Right." Admittedly you'd gotten a little distracted by the hot catgirl fondling your dick.\n\n"And stop pointing that thing at me."\n\n"Erk." You quickly turn away, covering yourself with your hands.\n\nJane looks like she'd similarly like to cover herself, and spends a moment looking around, but there aren't any towels or anything that she can find. Instead she crosses to a fairly large window with two halves and gives it a light rattle. "... It's locked, but not very well," she murmurs, standing on tiptoe, pert bare butt flexing as she does. "And there's basically no drop at all to the ground. We could be out and gone before they even think to check on us."\n\n<hr>\n[[Right, let's go!|QOSis]]\n\n[[... Naked?|QOSis3x8]]

<<set $stallynfucked to true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $fuckedinvr to true>>As you approach the figure in the distance, you can see them also coming to meet you, seemingly moving at a light stroll. And yet within a matter of seconds, he's standing there looming over you, powerful arms folded, a smirk on his muzzle.\n\nHe's definitely on the 'furry' side, though not completely animalistic. His hide is a dark brown with white splotches here and there, and a thick, wavy black mane spilling down his back and around his shoulders. He's not full 'mister universe' muscle but he is definitely... bulging. ... In lots of places, his massive balls fully on display hanging below his sheath. \n\n"Well well well, another male dares to wander into my domain, huh?" he says in a booming, rather smug voice, looking down on you from his much greater height.\n\nYou swallow hard, having completely lost the ability to speak. Even if this wasn't exactly the sort of situation you dread in your real life, there's just something about him that exudes power and authority. Even if he weren't chest-and-shoulders bigger than you and obviously stronger and more forward, you doubt you'd be able to talk back to him.\n\n"Can't have <i>that</i>. Hm... so maybe instead you're a girl, right?" he suggests thoughtfully, still smirking as he stares down at you expectantly.\n\nAlmost against your will, you can feel your head moving repeatedly in a nod, apparently agreeing with him that yes, you're definitely a girl. (At least in comparison to the raw, primal masculinity rolling off of him.) \n\n"Yeah? I thought so. Well then you must know your place, right?"\n\n"Yes, sir," you manage to whisper. Somehow yes, you definitely know your place. Without another word you begin meekly stripping off your clothes, letting them hit the ground. He doesn't comment on your limp dick being revealed, just watches you expectantly as you finish stripping and then sink to your knees before him. Resting your hands on his powerful thighs in what almost amounts to fearful worship, you lean forward and start working your tongue over his balls, lapping at the heavy, full black orbs dutifully.\n\n"That's right, that's your place," he says cheerfully, his arms remaining folded over his chest as he simply watches.\n\nFor the next hour you tongue-worship the big powerful male's big powerful balls, sucking and kissing at them, licking and lipping at them. You don't really think about it, you just know that your place is to be here on your knees, actually attending to the sack of a <i>real</i> man. For that first hour he remains sheathed, no matter how much you nuzzle and suck at his nuts, as if just displaying that you were making more of a show of your obedience than actual sex. But eventually his cock slides out, massive and black speckled with pink as it drapes down over your head, brushing against you as you continue pressing your face into his sack with your licking. \n\nOnce his cock's achieved its full, throbbing hardness, he simply puts a hand on your head, guides you back, and then urges you back forward once your lips are on the tip of it. You stare up at him in meek subservience as he forces your lips wide, your throat bulging with his flared head as it pushes in and then disappears down further, your body not <i>daring</i> to offend him by gagging. Instead you just gulp and swallow around him like a good little mare as he pushes you further and further down, until his balls are on your chin and your nose is against his sheath. Then, almost casually, he starts fucking your face, always leaving most of his shaft stuffed down your tight little throat.\n\nYou quickly lose track of time, your whole world narrowing to gazing up at the powerful lord of the plains as he takes his time about fucking your face. But eventually he pulls free, and leans down to heft you up. Your limp little excuse for a cock wobbles as he hauls your legs upward, pinning them and your arms to your sides as he tucks his big hands behind your head. "Let's make a proper mare out of you," he rumbles in your ear, giving his hips a few swings to sway that massive, spit-lubed prick of his around, before swinging it up into position at your pucker.\n\nYour eyes roll as you assgasm almost the moment he pushes into you. You shudder, feeling him push into you, dominate you, claim you. 'Yes, yes, breed me, breed me,' you find yourself thinking, your brain overwhelmed with the thought of becoming his mare as he fully sheathes himself inside you, then starts working you up and down on top of him like nothing but his little sissy bitch onahole. 'I'm your mare, give me your foals, knock me up,' you continue near-mindlessly chanting to yourself as that massive horsecock pumps into your ass, stretching it, molding it, making it a pussy for him to use.<<set $assfucked to true>> You cum again and again, each time entirely from your ass, your limp little clit-dick staying unresponsive and soft in the face of the real man pounding your boypussy. You practically pass out from how hard you cum when he finally grunts and thrusts up hard, his massive, potent load starting to flood into you, swelling out your belly until it wobbles and jiggles like a water balloon, your fuck-addled brain absolutely certain you've been impregnated despite the impossibility.\n\nThe horseman lets you flop to the ground inelegantly once he's finished spilling his load in you. <<if $condom > 0>>"Oh? What's this?" he says, looking down at you as he nudges you over onto your back, your bloated cumbelly jiggling with the motion. He reaches for your MonComm, but instead comes up with... one of the condoms you had in your inventory. "Awww, did you want an extra souvenir to take home, girly?" he coos as he rips the package open and rolls the thick, colored latex over his cock. You watch in your half-conscious, trancelike state as he strokes his godlike prick with that layer of latex over it, giving lots of theatrical coos and moans once he sees that as expected, you can't take your eyes off of his cock. "Maybe a little snack for later, slut?" he adds in a breathy voice, before grunting out a "Here!" as he cums again, the first blast of jizz stretching out the reservoir at the tip, then the end of it gradually stretching and filling, every spurt of his potent jizz splashing into the ever larger balloon of it, the condom unrolling slowly down his cock as it needs more room. Finally he pulls it off and ties off the end, tossing the warm cumballoon to land between your legs, covering your limp cock. "There y'go, girl, don't drink it all at once!" <<endif>>He pauses momentarily, rubbing his chin, then smirks. "Next time, you should dress the part for me. Panties and a skirt, cunt," he orders, just before the last of your consciousness fades.\n\nYou come to utterly confused and bewildered, like you just had an out-of-body experience. 'What... happened?' you think in a daze as you look down at yourself, your stomach thankfully flat again. Your face goes red and your eyes wide as you start to remember everything that happened... and everything you thought. That... that doesn't even seem like you! It was like you were possessed or he could use mind control or something! ... Or he was just that much more of a manly-man than you, you can't help but think. Swallowing, you do your best to clean up, and then notice that there's a round corked bottle nearby<<if $condom > 0>>... and the filled condom that he left<<endif>>. You pick <<if $condom > 0>>both<<else>>it<<endif>> up, letting <<if $condom > 0>>them<<else>>it<<endif>> tuck into your inventory, which you check to find you now have <<if $condom > 0>><<set $condom -= 1>><<set $mgcream += 2>><<else>><<set $mgcream += 1>><<endif>><<print $mgcream>> Monster Guy Cream. \n\n... Yeah Hopita will probably buy that.\n\n<hr>\n[[Return to the starting area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

<b>Devious World</b> Jamie Edition\n\nDevious World is a Choose Your Own Adventure style game. Thus there is no combat and no puzzles. It's purely about enjoying the story and getting to the good stuff without having to worry about grinding your stats or bumping into an overpowered monster for your level.\n\nDevious World is also an adult game, intended for mature audiences. It is entirely a work of fiction; all characters are fictional, all situations are fictional, nothing is drawn from real life. Fantasy is heavily stressed over reality. All characters are written by a legal adult, so should be considered to be portrayed by legal adults whatever their stated ages in the narrative may be.\n\nThis branch of the game focuses around a single character (Jamie, the introvert) due to the limitations of the Twine 1 engine. For all further information, please see the main Devious World file.\n\n[[I am over 18 and I wanna play!|quietonestart]]\n\n[[I am over 18 and I wanna play Jamie as a girl!|QGStart2]]

Hm. Admittedly something you don't have a lot of experience with. But eh you'll wing it and not worry too much.\n\nYou head for one of the stores that has more upscale male clothing on display and start looking around. At first the guys working there approach you with the sort of long-suffering politeness that says they're used to clueless teenagers with dates scheduled coming in and then getting scared off by the prices. They quickly change their tune, either because of your confident manner and easygoing reactions or the fact that you are not at all scared off by the prices. In fact they're soon incredibly helpful, acting like your best friends who just so happen to work in the clothing store you wandered into, helping you pick out what would look best with your coloration, making suggestions, even doing a quick bit of tailoring right there and then in the shop.\n\nEventually you stroll out in one set of your new clothes (with the guys having helpfully offered to have the rest sent to your address for you at no charge), feeling overall pretty good. You wound up going with a casual high-quality short-sleeved white henley shirt, buttoned up except for the top left open at a slightly jaunty angle, and a pair of almost-black blue slacks fastened with a high quality leather belt with a perfect understated-but-elegant buckle, highly-shined black shoes, and a matching blue-black longcoat... not actually in a 'youth trying to be cool' style, but an actual long suitcoat style. It would be warm in a Deviville summer, but hey, you're cool enough to offset that now.\n\nAs you're making a few minor last-moment adjustments, making sure everything's settled perfectly, you notice one person amidst the rest that's actually stopped... various people in the crowd are giving you glances, some appreciative, but apparently this one is struck enough to actually stop and stare a bit.\n\n<hr>\n[[It's a girl you know.|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a guy you know.|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a really hot girl you don't know.|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a really hot guy you don't know.|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a bunch of hot girls.|QONile]]\n\n[[It's a bunch of hot guys.|QONile]]

You head over to the rack of hand weights, eyeing them briefly, before reaching out and picking up the smallest pair. Oh please don't feel insanely heavy, please don't-\n\nOh. Uh... actually these are okay. You lift them a few times and it's not really that hard. That makes you sort of feel better about things. Heck, you move up to the next set and those aren't too bad either! Nice! You start doing curls with them, inexpertly as one might expect, but still, it's actually really-\n\nFive curls later your arms are trembling as you heft the weights back over, barely managing to get them onto the rack before your arms drop and you let out a groan. What the heck?! Then you whirl around at a light laugh from behind you.\n\n"Yeah it doesn't seem like much until you actually start working 'em, huh?" Aunt Freya says in a genial tone, now wearing a loose-ish long-sleeved shirt and loose jogging pants. She walks over and ruffles your hair, grinning, and saying in a more comforting tone at your obvious sulkiness, "Hey, it's fine, you couldn't have known. Plus everyone's gotta start somewhere, yeah?"\n\n"I guess," you murmur, wincing a bit as you reach up to rub your upper arm.\n\n"Here, let me," Aunt Freya says cheerfully, taking over gently kneading your bicep (such as it is). You try not to groan at how good it feels, and instead concentrate on not having any involuntary reactions to her suddenly rather intimate touch. (Yes, this seems like a contradiction, but you <i>believe</i> in mind over matter at this moment!) Luckily after just a few minutes she releases you, and it really does seem to have helped. "But you're interested in maybe getting fit, huh?" she adds in an approving tone.\n\n"Ah, well, maybe," you say, mostly having become interested in it just this moment at said approving tone. "I mean, we have a couple of weeks, I guess, and mom's always saying I should exercise more, so..."\n\n"She's right, you kinna pasty, kiddo," she says in a teasing tone, briefly pinching your cheek and making you blush. Then she hmms, turning and walking over to a little cabinet on one wall and rummaging in it. "I think I've got... aha!" she declares, having pulled out what looks like a stack of cards and flipping through them, and apparently finding the one she wanted. She walks back over and presents it to you, and you blink as you take it.\n\n"'Good for one tub of Ultra Quick Start from The Last Supplement,'" you read aloud from the glossy, overlogoed card.\n\n"It's a workout supplement for people who are just beginning, packed full of... well, everything," Aunt Freya explains, raising her eyebrows. "Stuff's really expensive but it'll cut months off of your early efforts and really make you feel like you're making a ton of progress over a short time. Obviously I don't need it," she adds with a grin, resting her hands on her strong hips. "But it's one of those promo cards that's basically good for forever, so I kept it. Let's head over to the mall, you can pick yourself up a cannister and we'll get you started tonight."\n\n"So have you never used this stuff?" you ask a bit later, admittedly having time to become dubious during the car ride over. (As you might suspect, there's just a biiiit of traffic with it being the last day of school before a long break.)\n\n"Oh I did, long time ago," Aunt Freya assures you with a glance over. "Which is how I know it's worthwhile. Plus I see other people talking about it all the time. Apparently the thing to do is for the first six days, you take the recommended serving of one scoop in water before bedtime, and then on the seventh day you do a double scoop."\n\nWell that makes you feel a little better, at least, that you're not being used as a guinea pig or something. As you might expect, the mall's pretty crowded too, so Aunt Freya has to park a fair ways out... and admittedly when you start feeling a bit out of breath by the time you actually reach the mall entrance, you do sort of feel like yeaaah maybe you could stand to get in better shape.\n\n"Alright, think I'm gonna do some clothes shopping," Aunt Freya says once the two of you are actually inside the bustling mall. She pats you on the head a few times before she asks, "You know where the supplement place is?"\n\n"Yeah," you answer, since, y'know, you've been to this mall before and those places are weirdly memorable.\n\n"'Kay, I'll meet you back here in a little while," she says before strolling off in the general direction of the lingerie store.\n\nYou watch her go, then shrug a bit and glance around. ... Eh. Now that you're inside and find yourself wanting to shrink away from the crowd, you're reconsidering this whole thing. Maybe you should just blow it off and go do something else, and tell Aunt Freya you changed your mind once you meet back up.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go get the supplement.|QOFreya1x6]]\n\n[[Blow it off.|QOFreya]]

"I think let's stick with the original plan and go camping," you suggest. "I've been looking forward to it."\n\n"Sure, bud, me too," he says cheerfully enough. "Just wanted to give you options, since we're doing this for your birthday and all."\n\nYou make generally appreciative noises before the talk turns to things like which camping equipment to rent and which to buy and maybe either take or have shipped home, and just general time-killing conversation. You do wonder if maybe you'll figure out how to talk about anything really meaningful with him while spending all that time out in the woods, or if you'll learn the mystic art of male silence, communicating as necessary only in grunts.\n\nHis own business takes a few more days in town to wrap up, with you mostly hanging out in the room playing your Switch, occasionally wandering down to one of the hotel restaurants to drink soda and... play your Switch. ... There is a lot of Switch-playing going on, basically. Well you're going analog entertainment for like up to the next two weeks, may as well get in what you can before that. But eventually Dad finishes all his meetings and the two of you set off in the rental car for the park.\n\nThere are a few stops along the way at mildly tourist trap-y places and both large and small sporting goods stores before stopping in the town nearest the park to actually rent a tent and some of the other gear that would be too expensive to buy just for a few weeks and not keep. Then it's on up to the park itself, where the employee at the entrance seems a little surprised to see you... apparently this isn't a big season for this park, despite it being well into summer.\n\n"Guess you'll have the place mostly to yourselves, but that really means you should be extra careful, no one else around to notice if you get hurt or something," he warns as he fills out part of a form. "Anyway, try to keep pretty close to the camping site, don't go wandering off too far into the woods or off the marked paths, and if you see anything like old native ruins or, ah, anything else, definitely leave them alone."\n\n"We definitely wouldn't damage any relics," your dad assures him solemnly.\n\nThe park employee looks like he wants to say something extra to that, then just shrugs and tears off the bottom of the form to hand it over. "Just be careful."\n\nYou dad drives on into the park, following the occasional direction signs leading to the numbered camping area you were assigned. It's pretty decent... not exactly roughing it, barely even off the road, but there's a bathroom area within walking distance and an already dug and lined firepit. Your dad looks a bit more dubious at this... you guess he had more "real" camping in mind. Admittedly you're not even really surrounded by trees here, so it doesn't feel quite as much like you're out in the wilderness despite being well within the park. Your dad mutters something about going to find the stream that's supposed to be nearby, and you decide he really doesn't want to hear that there's a water spigot at the bathroom.\n\nYou're kind of feeling like he might not even want to stay, so decide to sit in the car and wait for him to come back to see if he's going to go back and ask for a different spot or something. Then you hear another car crunching down the gravely road and turn a bit, peering back. It looks like a rather beaten-up pickup truck, the kind with the raised bed cover, bumping a bit as it comes down the road. You're further surprised when it comes to a stop nearby and the engine stops, a pair of people getting out. One of them's a tall, lean older guy with dark hair shot through with gray, and the other's a younger woman with her auburn hair pulled back in a ponytail. (Well, younger than him... she looks maybe five or ten years younger than your mom?) They're both dressed in relatively worn flannel and denim, but look clean and respectable enough. Both of them glance around with that sort of 'Is anyone even here?' look of curiosity, clearly not having spotted you, since the rental's windows are fairly dark-tinted.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go see what they want.|QODad3x3]]\n\n[[Lay low.|QODad]]\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Guy is Mitch, girl is Gloria.<<endif>>

Hunh. Your school doesn't really use uniforms, but it's talked about going to them once or twice. You suppose getting a couple of school uniform-like outfits wouldn't hurt. You fill out your information and hit 'Submit', blinking as the doorbell immediately rings. Huh, that's a weird coincide-\n\n"Jamie! Package for you!"\n\nYou actually stare at the door for a moment before getting up and heading downstairs. Accepting the white cardboard box from your mother, you carry it back upstairs... it's not that big, maybe eighteen inches on a side, can't be room enough for more than a couple of shirts and pants even if they're vacuum-sealed, right? But... more importantly, how the heck did it get here so fast?! The shipping label even has their logo on it!\n\nYou set it down, staring for a moment before grabbing one of the top flaps. Distracted by the odd immediate arrival, you're halfway through the opening before you remember that note on the site. You glance down towards the side of the box, spotting a label that says:\n\n<hr>\n"[[Young Sir's Prep School|QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Young Lady's Catholic Attire|QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Average Guy School Uniform|QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Seifuku Selection|QOHPT]]"

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It is tempting to get a little nuts, but in the end you just pick one of the normal dishes that sounds good, with the closest you really come to "splurging" being to order one of the no-free-refills high-end sodas. That seems to content your father both with you not going crazy but also indulging at least a little, so bonus.\n\nAs the two of you eat, discussion turns to the general sort of stuff like what you think next year in school will be like, movies that are coming out, general 'stuff to talk about if you have barely anything in common but are immediately related' type things. But eventually it turns towards the actual planned activity for after he finishes up his meetings.\n\n"The original plan was to go camping in one of the big national parks near here, and we can still do that, obviously," your father notes. "But I know you weren't <i>super</i> excited to do that so I did look into some other options."\n\n"I mean, camping is cool and all," you assert. You actually don't mind it so long as you have a supply of stuff to read, since it's quiet and involves almost no people, despite the lack of other technological amenities. You're admittedly not the roughing-it-est guy in the world though, and you're curious, so ask, "So what else were you thinking of though?"\n\n"I did some checking, and I could actually get us a pretty good deal on a short flight and hotel to go to Worldland, that big new-ish theme park?" he suggests, grinning at your perking-up of interest. "We'd only be able to stay a couple of days instead of the longer camping trip, but still, could be fun. Alternately a friend of mine at the company offered me a really good deal on an exclusive upscale resort here in town... again we'd only really be able to stay a couple of days, but it sounded like it had a fair few fun things to do."\n\nOh wow, those are some decisions. Hm. A theme park <i>does</i> sound like a ton of fun... but also like a ton of crowds and a press of people, ugh. Plus you know your dad, he'll be cool about doing stuff for the first maybe two hours before his eyes glaze and his shoulders settle and he starts telling you to go on rides by yourself and has that sort of constant 'When do we leave?' look on his face, all of which is a pretty big buzzkill. ... Still, going to Worldland could wind up being really fun, they've apparently got a license for basically <i>everything</i>, you've heard.\n\nAs for the resort... hm. Going to an exclusive upscale place does sound pretty awesome too... but that's probably an adult's idea of upscale, right? Could you even do half the things the resort would have to do for adults? And probably everything for non-adults would be aimed at, like, eight-year-olds (if that) since it sometimes seems like a significant portion of the adult population seems to think that people just kind of fade out of existence between sixth grade and college graduation. ... Buuuut maybe they'd have a really cool arcade or something anyway? And even if you just wound up swimming in the pool and whatnot for a couple of days before going home, it'd be even quieter and easier than camping, maybe? Hm, but not as long.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stick with camping.|QODad3x2]]\n\n[[Go to Worldland.|QODad]]\n\n[[Go to the resort.|QODad]]

Cautiously, still worried, and feeling like you're going to get sucked out into space, you slowly lean out of the open doorway and look around again, then take tiny baby steps down the stairs. At the bottom of them, you whimper a little at leaning a foot out towards the ground, then finally leap forward, expecting to go spinning off into the stars, but instead you just thump down with exactly Earth normal gravity.\n\n"Earthers," Mac mutters, two of her hair-tentacles giving a little flick over her face in what you're somehow guessing is the equivalent of rolling her eyes as she turns and makes her way towards the building.\n\n"..." You rub the back of your head and glance around again. Wow, this place is wild. ... Partly because of how not-wild it is. Like why is it so <i>normal</i>? It's like the most Earth-y place ever except that it's... not. Shaking your head, you make your own way towards the actual rest stop building.\n\n"Heeeey, cute stuff! What's a cute Terran kid like you doing all the way out heeeere?"\n\n"Honey I can still smell the sod on you, boy you're even wearing natural fibers, that's wild!"\n\n"Wanna have a close encounter, sweetheart?"\n\nBWUH?! You look over and... uh... yeah those are definitely, um. Well you're not sure what the polite term for them would be, if there even is one, but they are scantily-clad females hanging around near the corner of a truck stop. One is solid pink over, wearing what's basically a bikini top, long black raincoat, little tiny booty shorts and heels... all of which you can see the backs of since her body's translucent. She sort of gleams in the light, like she's molded out of plastic or something, though her face moves easily enough as she smirks and giggles at you. Another has a very feline look to her, complete with a short muzzle and yellow slit-pupiled eyes, deep almost purplish-black fur covering her whole body, which she's showing off a lot of with a pair of tubetops going across both sets of full breasts, what's practically a white bikini bottom, and tall white heels, a pair of tentacles rising from the backs of her shoulders making several very suggestive gestures as you look over. The third is definitely the most alien, because while she's got a fairly humanlike torso complete with large, firm-looking green breasts to go with the rest of her skin (it somehow reminds you more of a melon rind than Mac's amphibian-like skin) and wide hips and a big butt, her arms are basically a long pair of tentacles, one of them wrapped around a cigarette, more bundles of long tentacles serving her for legs, contrasting with the denim shorts and tied-off flannel shirt she's wearing as a top. Of course the weirdest thing is that her head is basically a tube, ending in a pair of large, exaggerated feminine lips and going back, gradually tapering into a thinner tube that connects to her body sort of like a plant's stalk.\n\n"C'mon, precious, I'll give you a super good deal! And you can put it in anywhere you want!" the pink woman chirps, teasing at her stiff nipples through her top.\n\n"Twice the fun for the same price over here, cutie," the feline woman calls, leaning forward and shaking all four boobs.\n\n"Hell honey I'll do you for free just to be the first one to give you an off-planet succ!" the third calls, putting her other arm-tentacle up to her lips and dragging what looks like a pair of long, nimble tongues along the side of it.\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh, well, uh, I, uh, hm..."|QOGH]]\n\n[["..."|QOGH]]

You use your MonComm to pop five containers of monster guy cream out of your inventory, trying to ignore both her smug snickering and your blush.<<set $mgcream -= 5>><<set $fd += 2000>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

You don't want to risk making any noise and getting caught, especially not when it means you might not get to see any more of this strangely fascinating show that Roma's putting on!\n\nShe definitely seems to be enjoying whatever's on the TV a lot, since her eyes don't leave it even as she keeps playing with herself. But after a minute or so she bites her lower lip, her hips starting to squirm even more. She stops both her hands, and lowers the one she'd been using to play with her little nub to snag the pink cable and slowly pull on it, making a few more low moans as she does. Then she gives a gasp as something pops out of her, and that practically-not-there noise from before turns into an audible buzzing at the appearance of a little pill-shaped pink thing (well, much bigger than an actual pill, probably almost the size of a small egg) from between her lower lips. She flicks a button on the connected box, ceasing the buzzing, then just laying there.\n\nRoma pants for a few seconds, then scoots forward a bit more on the bed and lifts her hips more. You watch as she collects the slippery-looking pill thing, and seems to hesitate, nibbling her lower lip. But only for a second before she places it against her butthole instead, making several low whimpery noises as she rubs it around and pushes it, but as you watch wide-eyed the little pill thing actually goes <i>into</i> her butt! You didn't know stuff could go <i>in</i> butts! But she definitely seems to be pushing it in there, and even once the pink thing disappears (except for its cord) she pushes her finger further in.\n\nFor a few more seconds she lays there, huffing, then... her hand shaking a bit... she snags the pink box and flicks the switch again. Her hips instantly give a hard buck and she moans loudly before clapping a hand over her mouth to muffle herself. She keeps that hand there, muting her moans as the other goes back between her legs. But this time she pushes two fingers into herself and starts pumping them. It looks like she's paying less attention than she was to the TV, but her eyes are definitely still towards it.\n\n'Wow... does playing with your butt feel good?' you think in awe. Unable to help your curiosity, you slide a hand down the back of your pants and wiggle it around until you can get a fingertip up against your own pucker and rub a bit. Mmmf... maybe it feels... a little good?\n\nBut most of your attention is still on Roma as she starts rocking her hips steadily now, making her bed creak a little bit. But apparently she's not too concerned about that noise, or maybe much of anything right now, since she's moaning against her hand louder now. You're almost certain you hear a lot of really bad words in there, gosh, older kids really are daring! But your eyes widen again as she suddenly makes a really weird noise against her hand and thrusts her fingers deep into herself, looking like she's kind of curling them as her hips arch... and a whole bunch of wet stuff gushes out around her fingers!\n\n'Did... did she pee?' you think in a mixture of embarrassment and awe and, for some reason, being even more excited. But she's definitely not acting all panicked and embarrassed like you'd expect of someone who wet the bed... she just sort of slumps in place and squirms, making some noises that definitely sound more happy than anything.\n\nAfter a moment you ease the door closed and hurry back to your room, realizing you've probably been really bad spying on your sister like that. But you can't get the thought out of your head, and your dick is definitely still super hard. After a moment you wiggle your pajama pants down and wrap a hand around it... you haven't done this <i>too</i> many times but you've definitely figured out the mechanics already. You start pumping your shaft quickly, mimicking Roma by putting a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans... mmf, somehow that makes it feel way naughtier. You wind up spurting after just a few strokes like that, shuddering as white goo shoots out of your tip to splash all over your stomach... and shirt. Ah, darn!\n\nYou sleepily manage to clean up with some of the box of tissues beside the bed, and flump back into sleep. It seems like almost immediately Maya is shaking you to wake you up and tell you it's time to come do stretches. You notice that your dick's hard again, and through the embarrassment of hunching under the covers manage to tell her you'll be right there. You manage to get it to go down so you can pee, then pull on some shorts and a T-shirt before joining Mom and Maya in the sort of yard/play area out behind the resort. (Guess Roma stayed up all night doing... that stuff.) You're still pretty sleepy but manage to go through all the stretching and basic exercises, though you find yourself somehow newly aware of how Mom and even Maya look in their own shorts and T-shirts.\n\nEventually you all head inside, and Roma stumbles down the stairs in a different oversized T-shirt but quite possibly the same little black shorts that you normally can't even see... which brings to mind visions of her naked body last night, which has you squirming a bit in place at the table as your dick gets hard again. Man that's happening a lot lately! \n\nHm... should you mention what you saw, maybe? You're kinda curious what all that was about... like, the rubbing you can get, but that little pill thingy and the wetting has you curious...\n\n<hr>\n[[Bring it up now.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Ask Roma later.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Ask Mom later.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Ask Maya later.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Check Roma's room later.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Don't do anything. For now.|QODJSum]]

You pass Hopita a container of monster guy cream, pretending not to notice her smirk.<<set $mgcream -= 1>><<set $fd += 400>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

"Don't be a weirdo, Jamie," you mutter to yourself, dropping the plush on your bed as you turn and head for your desk.\n\n"Oof!"\n\nYou blink a little at that sound, glancing around. That... sounded like a girl's voice? You don't see anyone in your room, though... you head over and glance out into the hall, then just to be sure check your closet. Nope, nothing. ... Huh, weird. Maybe it was just some weird notification sound from an app you installed recently, some of those get pretty gimmick-y and startling sometimes. Shrugging it off, you pull out your computer chair and sit down.\n\n"Hey."\n\nYou blink again. That was definitely a voice, albeit a muffled one. You get up and glance out through the window... no, no one outside either. You check the hall again and find it empty... then, as you're turning back, spot the plushie laying on the bed, its little leather-clad butt turned upward. ... No... surely not... that would be... crazy.\n\n<hr>\n[[Ignore it.|QOVex]]\n\n[["... Hello?"|QOVex1x3]]

You reach down and pick up the plush with your hands on its sides, lifting it up in front of your face. Actually does its expression look more annoyed than it did before? You glance around and, feeling really stupid, nevertheless say, "Hello?"\n\n"Yeah, hi," the plush answers.\n\nYou jump, almost tossing the stuffed succubus across the room in shock, but some part of your brain that says that would be <i>intensely</i> rude keeps you from doing so, or dropping it again. Instead you stare with wide eyes... the sound definitely came from the toy in your hands. "Uh... are you on like... a walkie-talky or something?"\n\nThen you watch as the sewn-on lines that make up the succubus's face shift into a raised-eyebrow expression of 'seriously?' "No, it's not a voicebox or anything like that." Her mouth doesn't move with the words, other than the line of it taking on a somewhat exasperated look.\n\n"... uhhhhhh..." you murmur, just staring at her.\n\n"Listen, can we fast-forward through the bullshit?" the plushie says, expression changing to one of slight boredom, even as the rest of her body stays completely limp in her hands. "My name is Vex and yes I am a legit succubus that's been sealed in this stupid plush body. I'd reeeeally appreciate it if you let me out. Like really, really appreciate it. If you get what I'm saying," Vex adds, expression shifting to a saucy one, which is fairly impressive for being just some lines and circles on a flat plane. "... I will turn back into an actual succubus if you free me, by the way," she adds, expression changing to a flat one. "I'm not trying to seduce you into fucking like this. Trust me I'm super hot."\n\n"... uhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." you repeat, since your brain's still playing a bit of catchup.\n\n"Oh, for... c'mon, Jamie, gimme a break! Just grab that stupid pendant on my choker and yank it off, and I promise you carnal delights that you never could have dreamed of otherwise! That's it, all you need to do, grab pendant, yank, get big tiddy succu gee-eff! Let's go, let's go!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Uh, sure, okay!|QOVex2x1]]\n\n[[... waitasec.|QOVex1x4]]

Just... admit it. You want a cute Pokewaifu. "I'll, um... I'll take one of the Pokegirls," you murmur, feeling your face heat.\n\n"Wahahaha, of course you will, of course!" Selassa cackles as the other four columns recede into the floor.\n\n"I just want someone who can be a friend while I look for Kevin, that's all," you mutter. "It'd suck to be out there alone."\n\n"Suuuure sure sure! Well what will it be, my little friend, hm?" Selassa swings over behind the Pokeballs, each one marked with the small symbol of the Pokemon elements. "A somewhat mercurial and yielding Water type? A caring and nurturing Plant type? A boisterous and warm Fire type? Or..." She smirks, touching the last Pokeball. "The ultimate. Anime. Girlfriend."\n\n... Ultimate anime girlfriend? What does she mean by... well, actually, the more you think about it, the more it becomes obvious. Pikachu is perhaps one of the most marketable franchise icons there is, and waifus tend to be designed to be very marketable as it is. A waifu who's a Pikachu would therefore, obviously, be double-marketable. But surely she doesn't mean just that. Let's see, Pikachu in the series was Ash's best friend, right? Really friendly and kind and loyal and... ... wait. Wait, it wasn't like that at the start, was it? Originally Pikachu was pretty standoffish and had to be won over. That means the Pikachu girl would...\n\n... oh god there's a tsundere in that Pokeball.\n\nThe part of your brain that's terrified of being bullied or coming into conflict screams silently with the force of a thousand suns. The part of your brain that has absorbed probably dozens of anime with tsundere love interests is drooling and fogging up the backs of your eyeballs like it was leaning on a window.\n\nOkay, okay, just try not to think too hard about it. Okay, so... it sounds like Bulbasaur would probably be the easiest to get along with. But Squirtle would also be pretty good, probably, she said 'yielding' so that means you probably wouldn't get pushed around. 'Boisterous'... sounds kind of like bad news, but then again 'warm' is pretty good. And finally there's... yeah.\n\nSo who will it be? Which companion will see you through this journey, quest, sort of thing?\n\n<hr>\n[[Squirtle.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Bulbasaur.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Charmander.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Pikachu.|QOPoke]]

"W-wha?! Hey, that wasn't what I told you to say!" Vex protests.\n\n"Uh-huh. And that's a problem becaaaause...?" you prompt her.\n\n"... because it gives me way less room to misbehave," Vex mutters with a sigh, clearly having been caught out and forced to admit it by your order to tell you the truth.\n\n"That's what I thought. Anything else I need to worry about from you?"\n\nThe plushie heaves a gusty sigh, despite not being able to move at all. "No, that pretty much covers it... 'loyal' is kind of one of those kicker words, hard to wiggle around being loyal."\n\n"Alright." You raise your hand up to the choker and wrap it around the little plastic demon head. You're going to feel so stupid if you pull it off and nothing happens. ... Well, you've spent the last ten minutes having a conversation with a plush doll so by all rights you guess you ought to feel stupid already, but the goalposts of what's insane just keep moving on you. You brace yourself and give a yank, and the thin string connecting the pendant to the choker snaps. You yip as the plushie instantly starts to expand in your hands, and you drop it onto the bed as it grows larger by the moment, taking on far more humanlike and realistic proportions as it does. Even as the breasts enlarge and swell out, the waist narrows and hips further round, and the hands and feet take on details, Vex still seems to be made of microfiber and leather right up to the last minute, her felt wings giving a single flap before turning leathery, her tail almost popping out into three dimensions as it lashes behind her.\n\n"Mmmm!" the succubus says as she stretches her arms over her head and spreads her legs wide, making your eyes bulge a little. Her little leather bikini has gotten... a lot more little, turning into a triangle that just barely covers the cleft of her pussy held on by two strings, and a set of cups over her very large breasts that similarly only come up just high enough to cover her nipples. She squinches her gloved fingers in and out, then lets out a sigh before smirking at you with an actual mouth, her eyes now a glowing purple with black sclera. "Well! Not <i>quite</i> as free as I'd hoped, but no longer stuffed with cotton so that's a definite step up."\n\n"Uh... y-yeah," you murmur, blushing and glancing away. "Congratulations. And stuff. Um... so right, you said you'd be my familiar, how do we, uh, do that? Is there any special, um..."\n\n"Oh, the easiest way is just to fuck," Vex says immediately, smirking and brushing her past-the-shoulders black hair back as she sinks down to her knees in front of you and quickly undoes your jeans.\n\n"H-huh?! W-wait, I-!" you yelp as she pulls down your underwear, your (obviously) already hard cock springing free. But you cut off with a moan as she slides her glossy black lips over your cockhead, and then just keeps going down, her tongue rolling and slurping against you as she completely swallows your length in a single smooth, steady motion. Apparently 'wait' didn't count as an order... probably overidden by the fact that every part of your brain other than your mouth really wanted her to. Your eyes roll a little as she starts bobbing her head smoothly, making soft 'mmm' noises as if sucking on you was really getting her off. Her tongue slides further and further up the sides of your cock, until it actually feels like it's winding around it, squeezing it and stroking it off even as she deepthroats you repeatedly.\n\nThe sensation just keeps getting more and more intense... you become acutely aware of your balls feeling heavy and overfull, of the throbbing of your cock against those glossy black lips and that winding tongue. You look down, and it takes a moment to realize that you must be harder than you've ever been as Vex draws her head back an extra inch from what you usually have. But then as she bobs her head forward again and draws back in another long, slow suck with her tongue stroking you, you can actually see your cock growing longer and harder. Staring with wide eyes, you watch in a mixture of shock and intense pleasure as your cock grows a bit with every long, slow suck of the succubus's head moving backwards, your balls hanging larger and heavier below it. You feel on the very verge of cumming, but every time you're about to her gloved hands slide from your hips to the very base of your cock and your balls, her gloved fingers squeezing around the root of your prick and her palm lifting your balls off, and with a shudder you feel yourself sink back from the edge.\n\n"Pfwah!" Vex finally declares as she pulls her head off of your cock, her tongue actually uncoiling from around it and flicking through the air with a little spatter of saliva before retracting into her mouth and resuming human proportions. She smirks up at you as you watch with wide, shocked eyes as she uses both hands to stroke over your now thoroughly fat and spit-shined eighteen inch prick, her now normal tongue flicking over her glossy black lips. She grins as she raises up on her knees, her top simply disappearing and allowing her tits to drop and wobble briefly before she uses her hands to lift them up, wrapping them around your damp, enlarged cock, smothering them in the perfect, yielding softness as she rubs back and forth. "There, how's that for a first benefit of our bond... Master?" she adds in a smug, teasing tone.\n\n"Th-that's... um..." Several very good arguments for why she shouldn't have done that without asking try to surface in your mind, but apparently you can't quite argue with being given a prick that would shame most porn stars. Especially with the way it just makes her huge tits rubbing and engulfing part of it feel so good.\n\n"Heheh, you're a shy little fucker, aren't you, Master? Well we can fix that over time," she says in that same confident, gently mocking voice. "But I guess first we better complete the bonding, huh?" She rises to her feet and immediately drops back onto the bed, legs swinging up high as she slips the tiny leather panties off and up them, plump, wet pussy framed between her thighs before she spreads them wide, high-heeled boots pointed in a high V as she uses her gloved fingers to spread herself and show off the perfect pink of her inner pussy. "C'mon... plunge on in here and make me your familiar!"\n\nWhatever part of your brain was trying to argue for restraint and common sense gives up completely, and with an eager moan you toss off your clothing and quickly scramble on top of her. You give a few almost bestial thrusts, your cock bumping against her pussy and sliding along her belly repeatedly, until her tail wraps around it and guides it into place, letting you push into her. Her pussy is... the most amazing thing you've ever imagined, so hot it feels like it should be burning you and yet just intense and pleasurable, tight and yet yielding to you completely, as if it were utterly shaped for your cock and yours alone. You let your head fall to rest on her huge breasts, feeling them wobble and jiggle against your face as you start thrusting away in her. Her tail settles coiled around the very root of your cock, still occasionally squeezing firmly to keep you from cumming. Her leather-sheathed legs wrap around you, heels pressing lightly to the backs of your buttocks as she urges you to fuck her, clearly wanting you to pound her as fast and hard as you want.\n\n"Nnnnh yeah that big cock I gave you feels greeeeat after all that time as a plushie, Master," Vex groans as her leather-gloved hands slide up and down your bare back, arching her own back to press her tits even further around your head. "Ffffuck your balls are getting so full as they slap against me, that cum's gonna be soooo energizing, fuck yeeees fuck!" she continues, only to give an almost squeak of surprise as you lean up and press your mouth over hers. That actually seems to turn her on more than anything else, and her pussy squeezes and flutters around you in what you're pretty sure is an orgasm as you thrust your tongue into her mouth. Her tits continue wobbling energetically under your chest as you kiss her, her tongue winding around yours and slurping eagerly in your mouth as you fuck her, the sound of your balls slapping against her taint growing louder and louder in the room as her wetness coats her skin and your sack. Until finally she gives a long moan into your mouth, her body shuddering and tail loosening, and your long-delayed orgasm slams through you, cum pouring out of your enlarged prick like a hose and gushing right into her womb, the succubus writhing and bucking her hips underneath you in more orgasms as you fill her up.\n\n"Hhhhha... hhhhha..." Vex pants as you slump your head next to hers, her face actually flushed. "H-hey, don't just go kissing a succubus without some warning, that's pretty fucking lewd, master," she murmurs, squirming underneath you.\n\n"Uh... 'kay," you murmur absently, trying to think through the fog of pleasure and process the fact that standards are obviously pretty different between humans and succubi. \n\nThen you both jump as there's the sound of the door downstairs closing and a call of "Jamie! I'm home from the store! I need some help bringing things in!"\n\nInstantly you go scrambling for your clothes, yanking them on with more instinct than rational thought, struggling to fit your enlarged cock back into your pants. There's a far more obvious bulge there than there was before, but not much you can do about that. You whip towards Vex, intending to tell her to hide... but see that she's resumed her plushie form and is flopped on the bed. ... Right, okay. "Sorry," you murmur to her sincerely before tossing the blankets over her, receiving a muffled murmur of 'S'okay' in reply before you rush downstairs.\n\n"Hm? You seem a little flushed, dear, are you feeling alright?" your mother asks.\n\n"Ah, yeah, I was... trying out one of those new exercise video games," you say after mentally scrambling for a moment as you follow her out to the car.\n\n"Well that's good, I'm glad you're staying active," your mother replies breezily.\n\n... You are but you're not sure she'd approve of how. For a lot of reasons. All the same, once you've helped with the groceries you head back upstairs. Once you close the door firmly, the lump under the sheets flails around, before Vex manages to toss them off with her cotton-stuffed little stubs of arms and hop to her trunks. "Gah! Annoying!"\n\n"Sorry," you repeat without really thinking. "But you can take that form again, huh?"\n\n"I can take a lot of forms," Vex replies, making motions as if dusting herself off. "But I guess I better stick to this when your parents are home and awake, so I can 'play dead' at need. Just figures I'd wind up with a teenage master who still lives at home."\n\n"... Sorry."\n\n"Oy, hey. Enough with that, huh?" Vex shakes one fingerless cotton-stuffed hand at you. "If you're going to grow into a decent master, you need to knock off being so contrite. I'm your familiar and it's expected I'll go through some annoying stuff for you, that's just the way it works. Since we're apparently going to have a <i>mutual</i> relationship you're just gonna hafta accept sometimes I'll do stuff I don't really want to for you."\n\n"S-" Clearing your throat, you instead force yourself to say, "Thanks."\n\n"Anyway!" Vex gestures with both leather pads to her belly, which now has a purple glyph with curling lines and a heart at the center embroidered on it. "This shows that we're bound as mage and familiar now. There's probably a similar mark on you somewhere."\n\nYou blink, quickly checking your hands and arms, but you don't immediately see it. ... You hope you didn't wind up with some form of tramp stamp yourself. Then you blink again. "Wait, 'mage'?"\n\n"Yeah, what, you think normal everyday people have familiars? You're a mage now. Obviously <i>I'm</i> gonna hafta teach you magic... man, you're a lot of work," Vex declares with a huff, thumping her leather stumps against her semi-formeless hips.\n\n"..." You can't say 'sorry' again, considering, so you just shrug. "Well, you've got plenty of time to before school starts again, I guess? I'll try to be a good student?"\n\n"Yeah well you better. I guess for now we better keep things clean... don't know when a parental unit might wander in."\n\n"'Kay. Um... so do we start now, or...?"\n\n"Nah, we'll get to learning later. For now let's just act natural."\n\n"... 'Kay. I'll check my sites then. ... Um..." You glance at your chair, then at her. "... What will you do?"\n\n"Gimme your Switch."\n\n"... 'Kay."\n\nYou settle in at your computer to kill time as usual until dinner, while Vex sits on your bed in plushie form, your Switch settled on her stuffed legs as she beeps and boops away at it. You're not entirely sure how she's actually manipulating the controls with those fingerless leather mittens, but she doesn't seem to be having any problems. Your brain is still awhirl with trying to process the apparent reality of all that's happened, but every time you start thinking it might not have happened, all you have to do is glance over and see the cotton-stuffed succubus absorbed in a video game sitting on your bed, her sewn-on emoji face altering with whatever mood is currently inspired by her playing.\n\nThe two of you keep this up both before and after dinner, with you settling in on your bed to watch a movie, and finding it surprisingly comfortable with Vex sitting on your lap in plushie form the entire time, though you admit it would be pretty embarrassing if your parents came in to see that... ... still easier to deal with than if she was doing it in her real form. Finally, though, the lights in the rest of the house go off, and you turn off yours as well, shifting to the bedside lamp and setting it to dim.\n\n"There! Finally!" Vex declares. "Let's do some lewd stuff, Master, it's still been waaaay too long for me and I've got more I wanna do!"\n\n"I... dunno," you admit with a nervous glance at the door. "What if they hear us?"\n\n"Psh, c'mon, take a chance! They might, but oh well," Vex scoffs with a dismissive wave of one leather mitten-hand. Then she puts said rounded limb to her sewn-on mouth and snickers. "Of course, if you wanna make sure we stay quieter than if we were doing the nasty the normal way, you could always fuck me like this, it'd make way less noise."\n\n"... uhhhh..." you murmur, staring at where she's standing on your bed.\n\n"C'moooon, admit it, you totally thought about it, right?" she teases, mitten-hands moving to her leather panties and pushing them down with a wiggle of her semi-shapeless hips, revealing a microfiber cleft between her legs. Stepping her trunklike feet out of them, she reaches back and fiddles with the back of her top and drops it off, revealing pink felt nipples as she gives her chest a shake. "Back when you'd just bought me you were thinking 'Wonder if she's lewd under there?' Answer is yup! I mean, I'd rather fuck as my normal self, buuut this might not be too bad," she adds in an amused tone, turning around and bending over to lift her little plushie ass towards you, showing off an actual button in place of a pucker as her flat felt tail flits back and forth.\n\n<hr>\n[[... Normal is good.|QOVex]]\n\n[[... well... maybe give it a try...|QOVex1x7]]

"I, um, well, I just don't think I have any energy for, y'know, running or pushups or anything today," you murmur, shifting in your seat. "I-I guess I didn't sleep too well last night, y'know, thinking about being back to school and... stuff."\n\nCoach Charger snorts loudly enough again to make you jump. "So sounds to me what you're coming down with is a case of malingering," he rumbles, making you duck your head shamefacedly. "But fine, Kinsington, you don't wanna do gym class with the rest, I'll put you to work some other way."\n\nYou're about to ask what he means when he rises to his feet, and reaches down to haul off his shirt, leaving you slack-jawed in shock as he bares his chest. The belly that was once a flabby, hairy beer gut is still broad and rather paunchy, but is the same leathery grey hide as the rest of him, and looks as firm and strong as tank armor. Similarly he reaches down to push down his shorts, long tail slipping free of the hole in the back as they drop, revealing a jock strap with an intimidatingly large cup. He rounds the desk purposefully, coming to stand to one side of it, big hands resting on his hips as he eyes you with the same stern, almost scornful gaze he uses on everyone that doesn't perform up to his standards on the field.\n\n"Out of those clothes and up on the desk, Kinsington," he orders simply. "I want you lifting those legs and showing me that boypussy, <i>now</i>."\n\n<hr>\n[[No way!|QOBook]]\n\n[[... yessir.|QOBook15x3]]

You are just reeeally not ready to deal with a locker room full of your schoolmates as big-dicked furries. Detaching from the rest of the shuffling herd, you make your way over to Coach Charger, trying not to be any more intimidated of him than usual now that he's got leathery grey hide and a sharp horn on his nose. "Um, sir, Coach," you say timidly. "I... I'm really not feeling too well, you think I could be excused from class today?"\n\nThe rhino-man lets a snort out through his nostrils, making you jump a little, and resist the urge to stare as he narrows his eyes. But after a moment he grunts, "Wait in my office, Kinsington."\n\nNodding eagerly, you resist the urge to hurry as you head on into the locker room, but quickly push open the door in the hallway to enter the coach's office. You've only glimpsed inside a few times in passing... it's pretty small but surprisingly neat, which you'd suppose it'd have to be since any real amount of clutter would render it unusable. You settle into one of the hard plastic chairs in front of the desk, looking around at the various ribbons and awards, until Coach Charger joins you after roughly enough time to have set the changed class to running laps. He grunts as he settles down behind his desk, eyeing you. "So what is it, Kinsington? What's this 'not feeling too well'?" he asks, his voice far more of a masculine bass rumble than before, where it was lacking some quality to really make him intimidating for more than sheer mass.\n\n<hr>\n[[You think you have the flu.|QOBook16x1]]\n\n[[You just have no energy.|QOBook15x2]]

"You seriously have to obey the orders I give you now even after I free you?" you ask again just to confirm, eyeing her.\n\n"Yeeesssss," Vex grumbles, in such a tone of annoyance that you can't help but believe her. "So just order me to obey you and not eat your soul and we're good, okay?"\n\n"Okay I'm definitely ordering you not to eat my soul," you say, giving her a flat look. You pause, then repeat, "Just to be clear, this is an order. Don't eat my soul."\n\n"Huff."\n\nYou start to give the next order and pause. What's the best way to phrase it? Just telling her to obey you is probably fine... right? Or should you spice it up a bit?\n\n<hr>\n[["I order you to obey me."|QOVex]]\n\n[["I order you to be loyal to me."|QOVex1x6]]\n\n[["I order you to be devoted to me."|QOVex]]

You can't help but wonder if this is all connected to what happened yesterday, so maybe Kevin has some sort of insight or explanation he's texting about. You squirm a little, trying to focus as your mother continues to fondle you while you unlock your phone and pop up the text app.\n\n'dude you won't believe what's happening'\n\nSo maybe something weird is going on with him? However, before you can even ask what, another text comes in from him, this one a picture... a picture that makes your eyes widen. It's Kevin's mother and sister, his mother with her mouth halfway down a large cock, lips exaggerated some as she sucks, and his sister a bit lower down, sucking on one of a pair of large balls, both of them looking up and directly into the camera. Your cock throbs in its denim prison... moments before it's released, your mother actually freeing you right there at the breakfast table and starting to stroke you out of sight beneath it.\n\nYou toss a half-panicked look at her (she's calmly eating her own breakfast with one hand), then at the newspaper wall hiding your father, then back down at the picture on your phone. You're not sure if this is the hottest or the most insane thing you could imagine... probably both. While you're trying to get your thoughts under control, Kevin keeps sending more texts.\n\n'they can't leave me alone'\n\n'I fucked them both twice and they're still begging for more'\n\n'my cock doesn't quit either holy shit'\n\n'you got anything like this going?'\n\nWell... yeah, though not quite to that extent. Kevin's father must have already left for the day, yours is still sitting there... unaware of his wife giving his son a handjob a few feet away. You squirm some more and suppress a moan as your mother gives your cock a little squeeze. Trying to refocus on the messages, you consider what to do.\n\n<hr>\n[[Be vague.|QOKevPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Send a picture back.|QOKevPlaceholder]]

You've gone with the flow of the game this far, may as well continue on to Riverwood. After all, it's the best place to pick up the Golden Claw quest before heading to Whiterun, so that you're not running back and forth. Normally of course, you'd just follow along with Ralof and he'd eventually start acting like that was the plan all along, but since this is different, you say aloud, "I'd rather go to Riverwood now, if you don't mind."\n\n"Alright then. Not as if there's more than one road from here, anyway," Ralof allows before setting off, with you following behind him.\n\nNormally it's at most a few minutes' run, but they definitely seem to have stretched things to some more realistic distances in this sim... you're on the road for at least half an hour before Ralof comes to a pause, moving towards a break in the trees. Luckily you don't seem to be getting tired or particularly thirsty or hungry... you're glad this game doesn't have some sort of survival mode already built in, those are the worst. "See that ruin up there? Bleak Falls Barrow," Ralof declares solemnly as he points.\n\nHe goes on a bit about it, but you've tuned him out a little, just staring. Yup, the first real dungeon of the game, visible from the road with its massive, imposing stone arches. Filled with bandits, traps, at least one <i>really</i> big spider, and a whole lot of evil zombie mummies. Guh... the thought is almost enough to make you log out right where you stand. ... Still, c'mon. You should at least make it to Whiterun before you give up. Having set that as your goal, you turn and follow along after Ralof again as he resumes leading the way to Riverwood.\n\nYou're definitely glad you came with him, since there are several more wolf attacks before you arrive at the familiar-seeming trio... no, it's a, uh, quartet, apparently... of stone pillars with their rounded tops and holes running through them, though the etchings on the front are more detailed and they're dotted with moss here. "These are the Guardian Stones," Ralof says in a near-reverent tone. "Four of the many standing stones that dot Skyrim's landscape. Go ahead, see for yourself."\n\nWhich... isn't exactly the most descriptive urging ever, but you've played this game plenty, you know you have to go up and touch one. You step up onto the rounded sort of platform that they ring and look around at them. The Warrior, wielding a sword and shield, the Mage stone with its robed sage, the Thief stone with its crouching, sneaking guy, and... huh, the character's playing a lute. You don't remember any Bard Stone in the original game, but that's what it would have to be, right? Must be one of those new additions. You're kind of tempted to touch it just to see what it does, but then again, considering what a lot of the additions have been like so far...\n\n<hr>\n[[The Warrior Stone.|QOSkyrim1x9]]\n\n[[The Mage Stone.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[The Thief Stone.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[The Bard Stone.|QOSkyrim]]

Doesn't a birthday trip sound cool? Okay so it's not really a birthday trip but it's close enough for you. You do have to put up with your mother making some sad faces for you, but ultimately she's pleased enough that you'll be spending time with your father so it's not too bad. You pack your things and soon you and your dad are jetting off to a fairly nice hotel in the north.\n\nThe room isn't some palatial thing, but for you who hasn't seen a ton of them it's still pretty upscale and ritzy. Your father sets his own bag down and checks his watch. "Alright, Jamie, I need to go attend a brief meeting to check in with the local office. I should be back right in time for dinner, but I'll text you to let you know if I run any later than that. I'd say it's best if you stay in the room... just play games or watch a movie or something, the company doesn't mind if there's a few pay-per-view charges as long as you don't go nuts. I'll be back soon, buddy."\n\nOnce he's gone, you flop to sit on one of the beds and consider the room. Hm, alright, so you've got a few hours to kill, how to do it?\n\n<hr>\n[[Watch pay-per-view.|QODad]]\n\n[[Go exploring.|QODad]]\n\n[[Play games.|QODad1x1]]

You know, why not? You're hardly the only person she's been planning to hurt... as you've sat here thinking, more than a few of these cruel ideas are things that Sandra's wished would happen to her rivals, or just people that annoyed her for no particular reason. She's a mean bitch and someday she's going to hurt somebody. Completely screwing up her life might be the only way to make absolutely sure she's not going to be able to destroy someone else's. You basically just have to decide how cruel you want to be!\n\n[[Mild|QOBook]] - Though this one's pretty twisted, it's also the one most likely to let Sandra keep it under wraps. In private her life would be completely boned, even if she seemed normal to the rest of the world, but it should be plenty to keep her distracted (and hopefully miserable).\n\n[[Moderate|QOBook]] - This one would almost certainly go public, and likely see her get kicked out of school as well. It might even tank her chances to go to college!\n\n[[Heavy|QOBook]] - And this one would pretty much guarantee her never showing her face in public again. It would definitely go public, because you'd do your best to make sure it happened in public!\n\n[[Extreme|QOBook]] - The top end of the scale. You're pretty sure that if you did this scenario... taken from something Sandra has repeatedly wished would happen to Maya for the crime of having breasts that equal hers... Sandra would never show her face in public again too. Because no one would ever see her again.

You do indeed do your best to stay calm, though you can't quite bring yourself to just go back to your book. Instead you watch out the windows as the stars zip around this way and that... briefly you wonder where the pirates even are, before you realize oh right, they're behind you chasing you. You may have watched too many sci-fi shows where all the ship chases take place from a convenient outside perspective or where they put the pursuing ship up on the forward screen.\n\nYou watch for awhile, feeling a very weird mixture of anxious and increasingly bored as nothing really happens other than the stars sliding by in weird directions and there being faint feelings of pressure and shifts in the deck under your feet. Eventually Mac makes a frustrated noise. "They're a little faster than I thought... you probably wanna go back and sit down, I'm gonna hafta really step on it to get enough of a lead on them."\n\n<hr>\n[["Alright."|QOGH]]\n\n[["Hey, what's that?"|QOSC1x1]]

"So I think, until Dad gets home, you should be my slave."\n\n"S-s-s-s-slave?!"\n\n"Yeah... basically, you have to do absolutely whatever I say, when I say it," you declare, managing to keep your voice and gaze even.\n\n"Oh... mm... well... I-I don't know, Jamie... I did promise, but... this is all so much," your mother hedges, squirming in place... although you can't help but notice the pair of stiff little peaks that have appeared capping her breasts beneath her shirt. "And you... you don't mean just on your birthday, you really mean... until your f-father gets back from his trip...?"\n\n"Yeah," you answer. You can sense that if you back down even the slightest at the moment, not only will this not happen, but you'll basically be humiliated forever, so it's all or nothing. You rally up all of your courage and say, "And it starts right now."\n\n"O-oh." Her eyes flick back and forth as if looking for a potential escape, or maybe hoping your father will walk in right then and there and neatly head off the whole issue. But nothing happens, and after a moment she flicks her tongue over her lips, takes a deep breath, and nods. "Well. I promise. S-so... alright then! I suppose... until your father gets back... I'll be... be your... s-slave."\n\nOh. Oh wow. You, uh... you somehow never thought you would actually get this far, despite having decided to give it a try. But apparently your pressure was enough and actually worked. You just sort of stand there basking in the inner glow of it for a moment, as well as rallying yourself to actually go through with this, before saying, "Alright then. Strip."\n\nYour mother blushes brightly again... but nods. She squirms just a bit more before reaching around to undo her jeans, pushing them down and peeling out of her socks while she's at it, standing up bare-legged and barefoot. Again a brief hesitation, before she pulls off the loose long-sleeved shirt she was wearing, revealing both her well-worn (and thus relatively thin) plain bra and panties. She's definitely got a mature body as well as her face, with a fairly broad waist and wide hips, thighs thick and belly with a bit of squish to it, same with the light amount of padding on her legs. But overall she's definitely kept up very well considering she's the mother of two... and, as your friends have noticed at various times, she does have just wonderfully big, full breasts. And as you noticed before, her nipples are hard enough to be visible through the pale blue material.\n\nFor a moment she strokes her hands nervously along her ponytail, nibbling her lower lip again before settling it back in its usual place draped forward over her shoulder. Maybe she was hoping you'd call it off, but she sees you just staring raptly and blushes again. Then she reaches back, breasts gently wobbling in her bra as she undoes the back of it, then settling a bit more heavily as the bra comes open and she drops it away. There's definitely some pull of gravity on them, but they're still very full and firm. Her areola are large and very puffy, probably why you could see the thick little nubs capping them pushing out when her nipples became erect. \n\nShe wiggles her hips a bit as if shaking off a bit more nervous energy before tucking her thumbs into her panties and leaning forward, breasts hanging down and swaying with her movements as she shucks them down and steps out of them, giving them a sort of halfhearted toss to the side as she straightens up, revealing a not overgrown but still relatively thick patch of fur above her sex.\n\nAfter a brief hesitation of your own, you step forward and reach up to take hold of her breasts, resisting the urge to give a little jump when she gasps loudly. You slowly squeeze, feeling your fingers sink in... wow, they're really warm and super soft. And still fairly heavy, you admit as you heft them up in your hands. You slide your hands around and start toying with her nipples, rubbing your fingertips over the areola, then teasing at the stiff nubs. She very clearly muffles several little noises, which prompts you to ask, "Does that feel good?"\n\n"Ah, w-well... well, yes, sweetie, it does," she admits, nibbling her lower lip again. She looks on the verge of saying something else, but instead just lets a little moan escape as you lean in and wrap your mouth around one of those nipples, starting to suckle. "O-oh, Jamie...!"\n\nFor the moment you don't say anything back, just continuing to suck her nipple, flicking your tongue over it, enjoying the feel and taste of it in your mouth as you continue toying with her other breast. You switch over after a few moments, sucking and licking at the other nipple, while your fingers tease the freshly dampened one and your mother sounds like she's trying not to be too obvious about enjoying herself.\n\nBut soon you step back, nibbling your own lower lip for a moment before saying, "Suck me off."\n\nYour mother swallows audibly... but then nods, sinking down to her knees in front of you and starting to undo your own jeans. She pulls down the front of your underwear, and actually gives a little gasp when your cock springs free, staring at it briefly as if in surprise... or maybe wonder. You definitely can't help but have your ego stroked by that, though a moment later the only stroking you're thinking about is as she wraps a hand around your shaft and starts pumping gently up and down, perhaps just to ease into it... or maybe seeing if you can get any harder. A shiver of pleasure runs through your body, and you actually do get just a little harder.\n\nYou lean down a bit to push your pants and underwear further down, stepping out of your pants. Almost reflexively your mother's other hand comes around, pauses briefly, then cups your balls and starts gently fondling them. You let out a low moan, feeling your pleasure building even higher. You were nervous to get this started... but with every passing moment as you go further and further right out in front of the entryway of the house, you're getting more confident and want to go further! You pull your shirt up and off, getting as naked as she is as she continues to stroke and fondle, her eyes fixed on your cock as she nibbles her lower lip... her tongue flicking across her lips as some pre wells out of your tip and dribbles down the head.\n\nYour mother flicks a glance up at you, then leans in slowly, her lips parting, tongue poking out a bit. Her tongue has almost made contact when she hesitates again... and then plants a little kiss on the tip instead, your pre smearing over her lips. She looks briefly embarrassed for a moment, but then opens her mouth again and slides it over the head of your cock, starting to suckle softly and run her tongue around it gently.\n\nYou begin to breathe harder, doing all you can to focus on holding back now at the feel of your mom's mouth pleasuring you starts to fill up your senses. She bobs her head up and down, that face you've always seen as the epitome of sweetness and innocence turned upward towards you slightly, eyes rolled towards your face as she slides her lips up and down along your prick. The fact that she still looks embarrassed, even as you can feel her tongue starting to move more energetically and her motions getting faster, is even better somehow, and it's not that long before you're pushed over the edge. Your cock jumps hard against the roof of her mouth, blasting a thick load of cum against the back of your mother's throat... and you watch the faint look of surprise come over her face. Even as her throat visibly moves as she swallows.\n\nShe stops in place with your cock deep in her mouth until you've finished, swallowing twice more before she actually bobs twice more, just almost coming right up to the base of your prick, before she pulls back. Your mother sits back on her heels, lips parted slightly, breasts rising and falling gently with her hard breathing, her face flushed, squirming gently in place as she waits to see if that's satisfied you, or...\n\n"... G-... get on all fours," you almost rasp, your still-hard cock twitching once as you say it.\n\nYour mother shivers visibly, but simply nods and turns, twisting around and as ordered getting onto her hands and knees, tits hanging down and swaying as she lifts that generous, mature ass and displays it to you. You stroke your own cock a bit as you look at her, her pussy clearly wet and glistening, plump pussylips displayed, beneath the short stretch of skin separating it and the pucker of her asshole.\n\nYou move up behind her, just spending a few moments rubbing your cock against her butt and slapping it against her asscheeks a few times, making your mother squeak softly and squirm some more. You're about to fuck her... your own mother... because she's going to be your slave for the foreseeable future.\n\n<hr>\n[[You... can't do this!|QOFam]]\n\n[[You sure can fuck her pussy.|QOFam11x4]]\n\n[[Fuck it. "It" being her asshole.|QOFam]]

You got the impression Jack was pretty pleased with your performance (that he knows about) and that he has to travel a fair bit. You can only hope that by the time summer rolls around, he'll have need of your services again... so you can provide your services to Shep, who you've obviously grown rather fond of. That's probably better than actively seeking something out, which just seems to be begging to get caught. Whereas at Jack's you had plenty of solitude and lots of opportunity to be alone with a happy, horny dog that by now knows you and is likely missing the chance to pound your eager ass.\n\nYou begin to despair as the rest of the school year drags on and on with no hope in sight of Jack calling. You spend many a night fingering your ass and jerking off, stifling your moans at the memory of Shep's hard, slick cock pounding into you. It's about a week into summer vacation, and you've begun to accept that maybe this is a sign that you should give up and at least turn your mind to achievable goals, like human boys (not that a boyfriend seems any more achievable than a girlfriend, but), when you finally get a call from Jack.\n\n"I have to leave in three days. You did such a good job last time that you're the first person I thought of," he tells you. "Besides, Shep seems to miss you. I'll be gone most of the summer, so if your parents are okay with it, prepare for a long stay."\n\nAssuring him you'll convince your parents (and you will, you may have to make some concessions but you'll figure out a way), you agree to be at Jack's at 10am in three days. As you hang up the phone, you're practically trembling in excitement... and your cock is hard as stone. Three days. In three days you might have up to two months of rampant dogfucking to look forward to! The thought has you almost running to the bathroom to lock the door and fish out your stiff prick, stroking it as you stand in front of the toilet. But as lewd thoughts run through your head, they intensify your rampant fantasizing. Could it be even kinkier? Images flash through your mind.. Shep fucking you, and-\n\n<hr>\n[[-you're wearing a collar.|QODS]]\n\n[[-you're a girl.|QODS3x2]]\n\n[[-it's in public.|QODS]]\n\n[[-it's good and hard and he's cramming his knot in you and that's enough.|QODS]]

Yes! Definitely! This is the start of a bolder, more daring you! ... Okay so this is definitely not exactly the path that most self-help books would recommend, but gotta start somehow, right? For you it's just... forbidden pleasures with domesticated animals.\n\nThe next morning you head downstairs lugging your suitcase, trying not to pass out with the combination of nerves and excitement from feeling the panties hugging your cock and hips and slipped between your asscheeks below your jeans, or the feeling of the denim sliding against the material of the stockings similarly hidden below them. Luckily your mother seems to chalk up your jittery behavior to nerves about spending so much time alone away from home, and concentrates on fretting over you rather than using whatever psychic sense they have that alerts them to their kids doing something lewd so they can coincidentally reveal it. Instead you're driven over to Jack's and dropped off, growing more aroused with every step towards the door. You briefly pause to try and adjust yourself, trying to make sure you're not too obvious before you ring the bell.\n\n"Hey, Jamie, c'mon in!" Jack says as he opens the door, beckoning you inside.\n\n"Hey, sir, nice to see you," you answer, oddly enough coming off less nervous than usual because you're trying so hard to seem casual. You bob your head and step inside, waiting for him to close the door and lead you on into the living room. You glance around briefly, again doing your best to sound casual as you ask, "So where's Shep?"\n\n"He's in one of the downstairs rooms, waiting for me to call him. I kind of wanted to have a moment with you first, see."\n\n"Ah, yeah?" You try not to collapse of fear at the worry that phrase sends through you. "What about?"\n\n"Oh, just this," he answers, picking up a remote from the coffee table and hitting a single button.\n\nThe big screen instantly lights up, and just as instantly the sound system begins blaring panting and loud moans... your moans. You're not even sure how you're still on your feet as you stare at the screen with wide eyes, watching a surprisingly clear and well-positioned video of you on all fours on a bed, naked and with your cock jutting below you while Shep makes you his bitch, your body obviously rocking back against his in shameless assistance of his fucking. You open and close your mouth silently as you watch the video transition to various other places in the house that the two of you coupled, plenty of them with the leadin of you willingly getting down on all fours and presenting to your canine partner in depravity.\n\n"I always neglect to mention that I've got the whole house wired for video and sound... it's actually my specialty," Jack says smoothly as he steps up behind you. You're too shocked and horrified at being caught to even really process what's happened as he reaches around and undoes the button and zipper of your jeans. "I usually only catch someone stealing a few trinkets or masturbating, but this was quite a show... at some points you did such a good job of fucking on camera I half wondered if you knew they were there. Oh, that's cute," he adds in a droll tone as your jeans drop, revealing the thong and thigh-highs. "Wanting to look good for Shep, were you?"\n\n"I... I..." You swallow hard, looking up and over your shoulder at him. "W-what are you going to do with the... the... the videos?"\n\n"Mm, guess that's up to you." He steps back a few times and then sinks to sit down on the couch, grinning at you. "I guess I could send this to your parents... and your friends, since I remotely hacked your phone while it was on the fast charger in the bedroom. Just upload it to a few sights here and there, maybe sell it. Or I guess... you could finish getting out of those clothes, get on all fours, crawl over here and suck my cock like a good boy." He rubs himself slowly through his pants, grinning as your eyes are drawn to the obvious bulge he's now sporting. "Or, considering the lingerie, should I say... like a good little girl?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Refuse.|QODS]]\n\n[[Submit.|QODS]]

In the fantasy, you imagine being a super cute girl, making all sorts of sweet naughty sounds as Shep looms over you, panting and wuffing as he pounds your dripping pussy. The fantasy isn't terribly detailed... it's more like a concept roiling around in your mind, shifting and changing by the moment as you stroke yourself, one moment the girl you is slender and pretty and your age and the next adult with big swaying tits and an ass that jiggles as Shep's furry hips pound against it. Your own gasps sound almost foreign in your ears as you let your mind wander over the thoughts, getting more and more excited by the very idea until finally with a long, soft groan you spill your load, actually hearing a splash from the water at the heaviness of the first splurt of it.\n\nBlushing at the intensity of your fantasy, you quickly clean up and use the air freshener before heading back to your room. Flopping down on your bed, you let out a huff. Obviously you can't actually turn into a girl for your time with Shep...\n\n... you could dress like one though.\n\nThe thought makes your still heated face redden even further, and your cock give a slight twitch inside your jeans. But yeah... you'll have apparently a good long while with Shep while Jack is gone, why not spice it up by getting even naughtier? It's not like you're not already doing something deviant and daring, may as well put more effort into it.\n\nOver the next few days you spend some time hitting a few stores, carefully (and extremely nervously) building up a supply of girls' clothes. You don't really have the guts to go for anything <i>too</i> sexy, since that would require going into specialty stores and probably things like actually trying stuff on and then interacting with a real person at the checkout station. Instead you have to hit up the megastores with self-checkouts... and desperately hope the attendant watching those isn't eyeing you too closely when you go. You wind up guessing at sizes, and then trying them on late at night after you take them home. It does reveal that you got a few things wrong (that you obviously won't be able to return because yikes), but still results in a fun night of laying in bed, panting as you stroke your cock where it juts above the waistband of a pair of flower-patterned panties, a too-loose skirt still draped around your waist.\n\nYou're able to get it right the second day, and that night nervously pack up your new girlish wardrobe, leaving room for a layer of camoflage boy clothing over the top. You pause though as you're about to put two of the first things you want to wear for Shep (and yourself) on your visit in the suitcase... a pink thong and a pair of navy-blue thigh highs. You... could totally go ahead and wear those under your regular clothes tomorrow, no one would ever know. A delightfully wicked start to things! It's not like you're not already taking risks and being daring, same as ever... do you have the guts to walk right by your parents wearing panties and stockings under your jeans and sneakers?\n\n<hr>\n[[You bet!|QODS3x3]]\n\n[[M-maybe not.|QODS]]

Yeaaaah you need one right now, you need to fuck a hole, while whoever's attached to writhes and moans in pleasure from it~!\n\nAh, you're so eager... but also there's the thought of all those hot people out in the greater world! So the question is, go for the nearest hole (obvious) or go out?\n\n<hr>\n[[Closest.|QODD]]\n\n[[Out!|QODD1x6]]

Despite her assurance, your embarrassment wins out, even over the possibility of being melted. "Um, I think I can manage on my own," you say. "I mean, I managed to rewire that panel properly?"\n\nHara raises a brow and glances at Kowsumi, who shrugs in a 'he's got a point' way (which does, incidentally, make all four of her boobs jiggle a bit). Hara then grins and ruffles your hair. "Okay, if you're sure you've got it. Once the doc scans you and gives you a clean bill of health for the greenglow, come on up to the bridge."\n\nNodding, you turn and head through the door and into the decontamination room. It's a rectangular room that looks to be almost half made up of a shower, with no real sign of a door or curtain, just a lip at the edge of it to step over, multiple circular heads mounted in the ceiling above. There's not much else in the room other than a pair of short benches bolted to the floor and some heavy-looking octagonal chests on shelves, along with what looks sort of like a futuristic wall-mounted vending machine to one side of the door. 'That must be the suit dispensor,' you muse, stopping to look at it briefly. It has a screen, and just poking at it for a moment pops up different shapes and types of suits. Deciding to go ahead and make one for yourself so that you don't have to stand there and do it afterward naked, you start looking through the options, selecting 'Male fit' among the several body types.\n\n'... Isn't there a way to avoid that?' you think with a blush as all the models on the screen keep showing off a bulge at the crotch. You eventually find a 'utility suit' type that's a bit thicker-looking than the others... it still has a bulge but not quite as obvious of one, so you won't feel like you're going 'hey world check out my sphere'. You select it and go to the options... hm, maybe make the base part black and the slightly shiny white panels covering it white, that looks cool. Then you notice that listed among the various options for it is a 'Secret pocket' that can store a small object. You're guessing probably for some like techno-lockpick or something.\n\nWhich reminds you to glance down at your waist, and see the chain hooked to the key that's your only way home. You'd really rather not be parted from it, especially remembering what the notes said, warning about how the keys liked to get lost if you weren't careful. ... On the other hand, isn't the whole point of why you had to come in here that everything you're wearing got hit with radiation from the engine and needed to be decontaminated? ... But the key's like, a magic item, right? Can a magic item get infused with radiation and need to be decontaminated?! Somehow that seems like it shouldn't be possible, and yet you can't work out exactly why that is other than that the idea of a magical item getting irradiated by an FTL drive leak seems like a thing that shouldn't happen.\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep the key.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Put it away.|QOKeys11x2]]

You sit in the large, open entryway of your house, pondering the last number of years.\n\nOf course you had to finish high school, and college, but with a new focus and a lot of pointers from Will, you've done very well for yourself. You were able to build this nice home out in the country, where no one will bother you, and design it to be very canine friendly. It's also afforded you access to some of the interesting and fun technological and biological innovations that have been made over the years, several of which are sitting next to you right now, waiting for their intended recipient. \n\nThe door opens and Maya walks in, giving you a smile that's equal parts loving and relieved as you grin at her, running a hand over her short-cropped hair. Relieved because after her drive out here after her flight, this is it... this was the last day she'd ever have to pretend to be a human again. Indeed, as you watch, she starts stripping off the human clothing, not saying a word as she wiggles out of them like the excited puppy she really is, left in only her proper, doggish collar as she settles onto all fours and waits for her master and owner to finish things.\n\nSmiling, you carry over the bag of high-end 'puppy play' gear... or, in the case of your dog, the gear necessary to let her be her true self. You slide the sleeves onto her arms one at a time, hitting the control so that they auto-tighten and fit themselves perfectly to her curled hands and arms. Similarly you slip the sheathes onto her bent legs and fasten on the corset attached to them, the full piece gear again autotightening and padding itself, the tail starting to wag even without her needing to shake her hips. All of it designed to maintain comfort and keep her healthy even with long-term wear... or, in the case of these very expensive models, as close to permanent wear as possible.\n\nYou lift up the dog helmet, looking at it. Stylistically it's not that different than the old one, though it's been designed with movable ears, and a muzzle that actually opens, allowing her to eat specially-formulated kibble and drink water with it, so that it too will never have to come off. Though you know full well the answer, you grin down at her as you say, "Ready?" Just to make sure.\n\nMaya nods, and in her last act of pretending to be a person, smiles and whispers "I love you."\n\n"I love you too. You're such a good girl," you coo at her, before sliding the mask over her head, settling it in place and hitting the autoadjusters. \n\nMaya wags her tail and lets out a happy bark as you finish, and you grin at her. "Good girl, good girrrrl." Rubbing and stroking her head and back, you then point. "Stay." The dog instantly goes still, remaining obediently in place as you go to get the final piece... an injector pen. Taking a moment to brush a pad over one bare buttock, just to be safe, you then press it and hit the button. A faint hiss, and everything's done. Grinning, you stand up and call, "Cerb!"\n\nThe big black dog pads in eagerly. Actually, you suppose it's 'Cerb, Jr.', since he's actually the son of the original dog you tamed your pet with. If anything, Will's friend bred the next generation to have an even bigger dick, and it's already sliding out of his sheath as he trots towards his mate, his tongue lolling out as he pants heavily in happiness at being reunited with the other animal. Still, like a well-trained beast, he comes to a stop, waiting for you to say, "Mount" before leaping up onto the bitch's back. It takes him a few thrusts, but only a few, before he's inside, Maya barking happily as she feels her mate starting to breed her.\n\nYou grin as you think of that, settling back in the chair and fishing out your cock to stroke it as you watch your dogs mate. Because that was, of course, the final piece of making sure Maya could live the proper life of a dog. A genetic recombiner that would change her reproductive system into that of a true-born canine, so that she can have her mate's puppies. No doubt big, strong, strapping male dogs, with big, tireless canine cocks like their sire. Of course, to get a good bloodline going, you will probably have to mate a few of them with their mother, buuut that's just one of those necessary things when you breed dogs.\n\nOf course, you won't let the line get <i>too</i> inbred, you think with a grin as you watch Cerb's knot start to swell, Maya panting eagerly as her mate's knot thumps against her newly receptive and highly fertile pussy. Will taught you a lot more than finance... like how to deliberately use your cute, shy charms to your advantage, to get girls to fall for you, and leave them pining until, like the human that the bitch getting knotted in front of you used to be, they'll do anything for you.\n\nYou have no intention of forcing a single one of them, obviously. But... you have a feeling most of them will soon be taking their proper place on all fours, being fitted with one of the sets of doggy gear waiting for them, and gladly giving up their humanity to be your pets. And why not? \n\nYou've got a lovely piece of property for dogs.\n\n<b>Jamie & Will</b> end - <i>Maya in the doghouse</i>

It's... huge. So much bigger than yours. It's swaying down practically to her knees, though it's already gotten just a little hard, standing out from her body and slightly parted from the matchingly massive swaying balls beneath it. Like the rest of her every bit of it is hairless, and currently sleek and shining and just almost glowing with warmth and damp from the shower.\n\n"So you can see why I don't go in for spandex downstairs usually," she says with a smirk as you stare in shock, resting her hands on her hips and giving them a slight side-to-side sway to show off just how heavy both her cock and balls are with the angle of their movement, the shaft rising just a little higher as you stare at it. "So, whattaya think, Jamie? You still up for seducing me?"\n\n<hr>\n[["M-maybe not..."|QOFreya]]\n\n[["Um, uh, I, uh, w-well, I-"|QOFreya]]\n\n[["..." <i>Mwah.</i>|QOFreya]]

You'd think this would be a seasonal flavor... probably something kinda Christmas-y like sugar cookie or whatever... but apparently it's part of their 'Nerd Appeal' line to judge by the logo. In part just curious to see what it's actually like, you select it and take it up to the front.\n\nThe girl at the counter eyes the brand, and gives the faintest little amused snort, making you blush again. You are clearly being judged. But at least she doesn't say anything and instead just ducks down, rummaging beneath the counter with faint little <i>twok</i> and <i>tmp</i> noises that speak of empty plastic tumblers bumping together, before she sets one down on the counter in front of you. ... Yeah, you were definitely being judged. The black and green cap is settled atop a tall translucent cup that has, on one side, a flexing, smirking heavily-muscled orc guy posing with a sword, and the other side has an equally heavily-muscled and very boobical orc woman posing with an axe and doing whatever the female equivalent of Blue Steel is. (... You guess it's still Blue Steel? Is Blue Steel gender neutral?)\n\nAnyway, struggling not to just die (or at least flee) of embarrassment, especially once you hand over the coupon card, you watch as the employee glances briefly between the card and the cup, then clearly decides she's not being paid enough to care whether the two promotions are compatible as she instead just rings up and zeroes out the cost, then drops receipt, tub, and cup in a bag to hand it to you.\n\n"May the One Ring be with you or whatever," she says in a snickery tone, making you twitch both with the effort to not double die of embarrassment and to not correct her about Tolkien lore.\n\nYou meet back up with Aunt Freya, muttering that everything went fine and, as instructed before you go to bed that night, dumping a scoop of the green powder into the shaker cup, adding cold water, and shaking it up thoroughly. Uh... it's kind of murky brownish-green now. ... Oh well, maybe it tastes better than it looks? you think as you pop open the little sealing swingy dealie and take a gulp.\n\nNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnope.\n\nIn fact you almost gag and splutter it out. Ugh! What the heck?! There's definitely... some sort of vegetable taste to it to go with the green. Spinach?! Grass?! Maybe both?! Actually it's kind of spicy, so is that jalapeno?! There's also something kind of muddy, but also something almost... savory?! Meaty?! Umami?! A glance at the tub causes you to make another face... 'Double the protein of our usual blend!' Gah, it tastes like they powdered the entire 4th of July leftovers and added it to whatever mash of garden weeds they used for the nutrients!\n\nYou really, really don't want to drink it, but you're also deeply embarrassed to have to admit you made a bad choice entirely out of curiosity. Between the two it's not much choice, and you wind up choking down the rest of the mixture before bed. Blegh.\n\nStill, the results seem to be kind of immediate. The next day you have a ton of energy, and somehow you really can't wait to start running, lifting weights, just generally working out. In fact, you repeatedly find yourself wishing that you could like... chop wood, or swing swords, or take something apart, though these activities aren't exactly suitable to the suburbs on a moment's notice, as Aunt Freya points out with a bit of a laugh. Still, over the next few days you definitely notice the changes already starting... you're not bulking up a <i>lot</i> but you're definitely putting on muscle tone, getting a lot firmer in general all over.\n\nAh... yeah, firmer. You wind up feeling <i>horny as fuck</i> too. You're practically vibrating in your skin sometimes, unable to help staring at Aunt Freya's luscious body here and there as the two of you work out, growing incredibly stiff in your new sweat shorts (something which she clearly notices several times, to judge by her reddened cheeks, but which she pretends not to). You'd think choking down that disgusting mess before bed each night would be a bit of a turnoff, but nope... within moments you're flopped in bed jerking your achingly stiff prick (which honestly feels like it's harder and bigger than it's ever been), grunting and almost growling with need as you spill several very thick loads in a row. (You go through several boxes of tissues in a matter of days, which also makes Aunt Freya blush, but she just hands you a fresh box and scurries off herself. Weirdly you feel way less self-conscious about that.) \n\nNot only that, but your dreams are full of... well, all sorts of things. They're usually sort of formless, but every so often you remember snatches of them, lots of running and smashing things and grabbing pretty elven warriors and pinning them down under you and using them until their eyes roll up in their heads and their elegant mouths curl up in idiot smiles of pleasure. You always wake up from these dreams panting and sweating and already jerking your once more throbbingly hard dick, spurting thick loads over your increasingly toned belly and chest.\n\nThe seventh day of your first week with Aunt Freya arrives, and that night you turn back and forth in front of the mirror naked. You have to admit, you not only look good, you feel good. Like, you're still on the slim side so far, but you can see the beginnings of real muscle. Man, wouldn't it be a trip if you went back to school looking practically jock-like? You definitely wouldn't have to keep your head down anymore!\n\nYou pause, though, as you glance over at the tub of Ultra Quick Start and shaker, making a face. You'd think you'd have gotten to like that stuff after a whole week on it, or at least to tolerate it, but nope... it was just as nasty last night as it was the first night. And guh, you're supposed to take a <i>double</i> scoop of it tonight? You really feel like you might die, no lie.\n\nDo you even really need the stuff anymore? It's clear you've gotten your quick start, maybe you could just drop it now instead. Or at least just take the one regular scoop. On the other hand, you guess you could always double down and take a <i>quad</i> scoop... surely after that you'd never need the stuff again, right?\n\nThen the thought occurs to you to just use it all. Probably you'd only be able to choke down a few gulps of it, but then at least you'd have the excuse of it all being used up and gone and wouldn't have to take it anymore.\n\n<hr>\n[[Don't take any.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Take one scoop.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Take two scoops.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Take four scoops.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Use it all.|QOFreya]]

"N-no, no other plans," you almost squeak, squirming in your seat.\n\n"Okay, you two have fun at work together then," your mom chirps.\n\nOnce breakfast is finished, you head out the door with your father and clamber into the passenger side seat of his car. Almost the moment you've pulled out of the driveway, he reaches over with one hand to undo the button of your jeans and slide the zipper down, leaving you biting your lip and squirming in your seat again. Then your father's hand slides down the front of your pussy, and you gasp as his fingers start stroking over your wet pussy, slipping across the front of it repeatedly before two of them push inside you and start slowly working around within.\n\nHe fingers you all the way to the little no-tell motel on the edge of the town, where he pulls out. He slides his hand out of your panties to get out and head into the front office, and rather than doing your pants back up you slide your own hand back into your panties in its place, moaning as you finger yourself, keeping your hole hot, wet, and ready for him. Soon he returns to the car and drives to park in front of one of the rooms. Still with your pants open, you clamber out of the car as well, following him to the door and waiting while he unlocks it. He doesn't even wait for you to finish closing the door behind you before he sits down on the edge of the bed and fishes out his stiff cock, waggling it in the air enticingly. "Get over here," he murmurs hoarsely.\n\nAnd of course you do, ready to act like the cheap hooker he's treating you like. You move over and kneel down in front of him, going right to work mouthing his stiff shaft and licking along it, dipping down to nuzzle his balls and suck one into your mouth. While you go to work on his cock with your mouth, you also start working out of your jeans and panties, wiggling them down over your ass and hips and working them down your legs, shoving them and your shoes and socks off at the same time. Now bottomless, you raise your hands up to wrap one around the base of his cock and start stroking, eyes rolled up to watch his face as you start sucking his cock properly, sliding it down your throat. He moans loudly, divesting himself of his tie and shirt.\n\n"That's right, baby, suck Daddy's cock," he encourages, resting a hand on your head. You moan around your father's prick at the lust in his voice, pulling your mouth up and off his dick with a popping noise. You stay off just long enough to pull off your t-shirt and bra before going back to work, your bare pussy dripping onto the cheap, stained carpet. You grab at your father's pants, tugging them off as well while you work, until both of you are naked in the small hotel room that obviously only exists for shameful liasons like this one.\n\nEventually you pull off of his cock and climb up onto the bed on all fours. Your father turns and moves up behind you, and you moan at the feeling of him pushing his stiff prick into your very eager pussy. You wonder if this is how he remembers yesterday? Or does he remember just fucking his daughter's ass, and now he's finally getting to slide raw into her dripping teenage cunt? The thought just excites you more and has you bucking back against him as his big manly hands cover your perky tits and squeeze them as he pumps into you, panting and moaning in your ear. Eventually he leans back and grabs your hip with one hand and your ponytail with the other and starts fucking you like he's trying to drive the soul out of your body, making you shriek and cry out as you cum repeatedly, not caring which other adulterous couples might be hearing you through the paper-thin walls.\n\nAfter a morning of fucking, eventually your father orders lunch. When there's a knock at the door, you answer naked, cum still dripping down your thighs. While the pizza delivery guy is no doubt used to delivering to prostitutes and cheating wives at this motel, having such an obvious teenager answer, and much less completely naked obviously shocks him, and he stands there with his mouth gaping and cock tenting his pants as you take the pizza box and hand him his money. Once you've closed the door, your father laughs. "Mm, maybe I should have had you suck his cock as a tip," he murmurs as he watches you set the pizza down on the slightly rickety table before flopping back into bed with him. "That might have been pretty hot, considering what a little slut you apparently are."\n\nYou blush, leaning in to kiss him like a slut indeed, your tongue twining with your father's as you stroke his cum-streaked cock with one hand. He mmms, then flips you to face away from him before starting to push his cock into your ass. You moan eagerly at the feel of his big prick once more sliding into your tighter back hole, even tighter and thus him feeling even bigger in this position, turning your head to resume the kiss.\n\nHe fucks you until well after dark, the two of you eventually showering (while touching as little of the shower as possible) before getting dressed and returning home. "Wow, must've been a long day, you're home late," your mother observes innocently enough as she takes dinner out of the oven.\n\n"Well, having Jamie there made it a breeze," your father replies casually, even as he reaches over under the table and gives your pussy a rub through your jeans, making you grin broadly at him. "Still, glad it's the weekend."\n\n"Oh, that's right, the big game is tomorrow, isn't it?" your mother observes. "Still having all your friends over?" She sighs a little, then grins. "Well, as long as you clean up after, not like I mind. Still, that's going to be quite the full house. Maybe Jamie and I will have a spa day together."\n\n"Mm, I thought we might continue the streak of dad and daughter time if she joined me for the game," he observes casually, giving your pussy another squeeze as he says it. You stifle your moan and realize that he must have meant it about thinking it would be hot to see you suck off another guy... except now it's clear he's got more than one guy, and more than sucking, in mind. Are you really ready to be gangbanged by a bunch of adult men...?\n\n"Either way. Which would you rather do, Jamie?" your mother asks.\n\n<hr>\n[[Spa day.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Big game.|QOInc]]

Yup. You're gonna do it. You're gonna take the biggest chance ever and go for it.\n\nYou strip out of your clothes in a bit of a hurry, before you lose your nerve. Your cock is already ragingly hard despite your nerves, wobbling around in front of you as you shimmy out of your clothes and kick them off to the side. You've had an insane crush on Au-, ah, Freya for months now, and despite the insanity of thinking she'd ever return it... let alone be charmed by such a blatant come-on... you're gonna go hard or not at all!\n\n(You may have gotten some really bad advice online. Oh fucking well.)\n\nNaked, you climb up onto the bed, then settle largely on your side and do your best to look strong and confident... not exactly your strong suit, but you're gonna do your best, dammit! The act of actually climbing into someone else's bed naked is even more of a turnon, warring with the actual terror of the risk you're taking, and has your heart hammering in your chest and your cock actually leaking a steady stream of clear pre down onto the sheets as you resist the urge to stroke yourself.\n\nLuckily it's not too long before you can hear the faint rush of water in the pipes stop, and a few minutes later Freya walks into the room, a towel wrapped lightly around her middle, one of those particularly large ones that's practically a blanket... even considering the current situation, you can't help but get an extra thrill imagining that she just likes to lounge around naked in nothing else but it a lot of the time. She does pause, obviously, as she sees you, and you struggle against the urge to either pass out in embarrassment or just spontaneously cum at her gaze very obviously settling on your twitching, drooling cock for a long moment before raking back up to your face.\n\n"Well," she says slowly. "What's this?"\n\n"I... ah..." You may have neglected to actually come up with anything to say, having actually either just assumed that best cast scenario, she'd leap on top of you in a fit of lust, or every other likely scenario scream you stupid and/or throw you out. So you furiously wrack your horniness-clouded brain for a few moments before you say, "This is me shooting my shot."\n\n"Ahhhh." Freya actually grins at that, eyes twinkling a bit as she looks you over more obviously and slowly again, making you squirm. "Well... let's be honest... it's a very bold shot and kinda... doing it for me."\n\n"... Really?!" you blurt.\n\nThat just seems to amuse her even more, and her smile turns rather wicked as she says. "Honestly, yeah. But y'know, Jamie, besides the age gap, and my friendship with your parents, and all the rest of it... hm, let's see, how to put this..." She raises the hand not holding the towel to tap a fingertip against her lower lip. "Are you sure you're ready to deal with... this?" she says, and opens her other hand.\n\nThe towel drops, and so does your jaw, as she's abruptly rendered naked before you. All that beautiful tan skin, even warmer and richer in color from the heat and damp of the shower, those huge full breasts, those abs. And then, below that, what she must have meant, you realize with wide eyes. A very large, very thick, very fat-\n\n<hr>\n[[-pussy.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[-cock.|QOFreya6x2]]

"The going unnoticed one," you finally offer. You usually go pretty unnoticed as it is, but there have been times where people paying attention to you has been your worst fear. Maybe if this works it will actually be helpful!\n\n"Alright. The incantation's pretty short, at least, but it's a real mouthful." Maya spends a bit reading, lips moving as she tries to mentally sound out the gibberish words, before finally speaking aloud. "Tu frydajan dra vilg oui fyhd, hu uha femm ajah hudela ed. Ku hidc, hid frana oui mega!" She glances up once she's finished. "Did it work? Anything?"\n\nShrugging, you try to concentrate. After a moment of not feeling any different, you glance up at her. "I don't notice anything." You wait for a reply, but Maya is just flipping through the book idly, eyes fixed on the pages. "... Well, sorry to disappoint," you say in a slightly hurt tone. When she continues to say nothing, you frown. "Maya? Hey, Maya?" You stand up, poking her shoulder, to which she doesn't react other than to flip another page. "Oh, ha ha, real funny. ... Seriously, enough." You wave a hand in front of her face... but she doesn't even blink.\n\nDeciding to take a risk, you reach out and give her arm a fairly solid pinch... or at least as solid as you dare. You sincerely doubt Maya would put up with that for the sake of a joke, but she doesn't even twitch, much less smack you and call your name like she would normally. Growing a bit alarmed, you try concentrating again. Maya immediately looks up. "So, anything?"\n\n"Um..." At a bit of a loss, you try again, and watch as her head immediately drops from you back down to the book. Curious, you reach out and tug on the book, Maya yielding it up to you without effort and immediately reaching over to pick up the TV remote and turn it on, starting to browse channels as if not even having noticed herself switch activities. You walk over to the wall and turn the lights on and off a few times... nothing.\n\nShe really doesn't notice anything you do! Even when you make changes to what she's doing at the moment, she just seems to roll with them. And at that realization, several thoughts of course come to mind...\n\n<hr>\n[[Be naughty.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Be good.|QOBook]]

Yeah... you can think of lots of girls that you could do lots of interesting things with... or to... now. All sorts of plots you could plan and plans you could plot! There's Maya, obviously... honestly, you kind of feel like she brought anything you do on herself, with how insistent she was on making you play with the book and read the spell. It's practically Frankensteinish in its poetic justice, if you think of it that way! Or there's a particular bully girl from your school, Sandra... she's very hot, and could definitely stand being taken down a few pegs, you're sure most of the school would thank you if they only knew. \n\nSpeaking of scary bully girls, just... way scarier... there's your friend Kevin's older sister Tanya. Extremely scary... also extremely hot, though. And you're betting that for all her canniness and scariness, she's not prepared to deal with someone who can shapeshift into anything they can imagine.\n\n... There's also your mom. Which is an extra lewd thought, but then she's kind of a really hot mom. And you are pushing out into new, lewd areas with these ideas, so...\n\n<hr>\n[[Maya.|QOBook24x4]]\n\n[[Sandra.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Tanya.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Mom.|QOBook]]

<<set $mustangplainsvisited to true>>Time to check out the "Mustang Plains", you decide, tapping on the sign. A glowing line appears in midair, tracing a path that you follow.\n\nEventually you find yourself looking out on low, rolling hills, covered with grass just barely long enough to get all wavy when the breeze rushes along over it. Very picturesque, you have to admit as you look around. You can hear a mixture of what sounds like whinnies and laughter from off in the distance, just out of sight... ah, so yeah, this definitely must be where the horse-type monster girls live. \n\nIn fact, you can see a figure a bit off in the distance... they're hanging about as if they might have spotted you, but maybe they're waiting to see if you'll be the one to approach.\n\n<<set $random to either(1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10)>><<if $random <= 4>>You squint a little... you can kind of make out round hips and boobs. <<if $mgaavisited>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner app, and a moment later a picture of a naked woman pops up (which, obviously, makes you blush just a little). She appears mostly human, but starting at the tops of her thighs her legs take on a more equine appearance, ending in hooves at the bottom. She also has a pair of horselike ears poking up from the top of her head amidst her brown hair. 'Daymare' reads the title at the top. 'Daymares are largely peaceful, pleasant monster girls. They can, however, be overly enthusiastic and eager to "go for a ride", especially when first meeting someone.' Huuuh... so sounds like they're pretty, uh... safe. You guess you could [[approach her|DaymareFirst]]...<<else>>You can't really tell anything else though. Man, you wonder what you're missing out on by not visiting the MGAA page at Hopita's shop! Still, you could [[approach her|DaymareFirst]]...<<set $daymarescanned to true>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 5>>You squint a little, and... yeah that is definitely a female figure, a fairly generous one too. <<if $mgaavisited>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner app, and a moment later it displays a picture of an anthro horsewoman with what you can only think of as 'mega-MILF' proportions. Like, not gigantic, but still wow. Her coat has a yellow, bright sheen to it, and there's a slightly seductive look to her face. 'Maregold' reads the title. 'Maregolds are gentle monster girls who enjoy "mothering" others. They can be very forward and insistent about this, but rarely if ever mean any harm.' Oh. Huh. So that sounds pretty safe. Maybe even kinda nice? You could probably [[approach her|MaregoldFirst]]...<<set $maregoldscanned to true>><<else>>You can't really make out much more than big round boobs and wide hips, though. You have a feeling you really need to talk to Hopita about MGAAs for your MonComm. But, you could still [[approach|MaregoldFirst]]...<<endif>><<endif>><<if $random > 5 and $random < 10>>You can make out a bit of a feminine figure but there's also a hint of... hm. <<if $mgaavisited>>You bring up your MonComm and click the button to activate the scanner. A moment later a picture of a mostly human-looking monster girl appears, though starting at the waist and going down her features become more equine... including the hefty sheath and pair of balls at the front of her crotch. Well, she's also got a pair of fairly cute horse ears poking up atop her head... and a big smirk on her face. 'Stallioness', is apparently the monster girl breed name. 'Stallionesses are futanari monster girls of the horse type. They're very confident and forward. While many serve as the leaders of herds of horse-type monster girls, if there is a horse-type monster guy in the area, they may be "demoted" to mares, and thus be rather backed up and more aggressive than usual.' Oh, uh, wow. So sounds like, uh, you should be careful if you [[approach her|StallionessFirst]].<<set $stallionessscanned to true>><<else>>Well, you can't really see anything else. Boy, sure would be nice if there was some sort of scanning MGAA for the MonComm, maybe you should look into that sometime! But, it's probably 100% safe and not at all risky to [[approach|StallionessFirst]].<<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 10>>You squint to catch a glimpse and... huh. There is not even the slightest hint of boobs. Wild! <<if $mgaavisited>>You bring the MonComm up and click to activate the scanner. You're a little surprised when after a moment, there's a fairly impressive fanfare, and a little popup saying 'Scan prize!' comes up before the information does.<<set $fd += 1000>>'Stallyn' reads the title, showing a fairly muscular anthro horseman in full Superman pose, a smug grin on his short muzzle. ... Dang, you probably would too if you had what he was packing, his sheath particularly thick and bulging, with heavy black balls hanging down. 'Stallyns, one of the main types of the rare monster guy. Stallyns are extremely dominant, and will chase off or dominate any other males or futas that enter their territory.' Oh. Huh. ... Well it means <i>monster guys</i> right? Like... not humans. Obviously? Still it doesn't say anything about them being dangerous, so you could [[approach|StallynFirst]] if you wanted!<<set $stallynscanned to true>><<else>>Hm, you feel like your stubborn insistence on not even checking out the MGAAs has just caused you to miss out on something profitable. Tch, oh well! You can probably [[safely proceed|StallynFirst]] to meet this strange creature with absolutely no worries whatsoever!<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\nGo back to the [[adventure area starting point|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

<<set $hopitafrustration += 1>><<if $hopitafrustration >= 10>>(Frustrated Hopita consequences here. They're not implemented yet so just [[go back to the shop|FGWLeisShopAA]])<<else>>"Um, I think I've changed my mind. Sorry, Hopita," you murmur, squirming nervously.\n\nHopita lets out a soft sigh, then gives you a resigned grin and nods. "Okay, okay, I guess you're still a bit shy. Well, maybe later then!" She picks up her tablet again and shows you back out into the front of the store.\n\n<hr>\n[[Follow after her.|FGWLeisShopAA]]<<endif>>

You use your MonComm to pop five bottles of elf nectar out of your inventory and onto the counter.<<set $elfnectar -= 5>><<set $fd += 500>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

You've practically been in all of three rooms in Maya's house, the living room, the kitchen, and her room, if you don't count her attached bathroom in that. Maybe it's time to take a look around, especially since the worst that could happen is that someone could come home and find, well, Maya. A naked Maya, you think with a little smirk, not bothering to get dressed as you turn and head out the door of Maya's room, bare breasts jiggling a little bit with your steps. 'I wonder which room is Baal's...?'\n\nYou almost have a heart attack when turn down the hall and see the figure just arriving at the top of the stairs. She's not supposed to be home, it's almost like you summoned her! Her own black hair is cut short in back, with two long falls over the ears that come all the way down to her quite large breasts, her eyes heavily done with black makeup and lips a lustrous black. Even in the summer she's wearing long sleeves, loose ones that come over her hands a bit, though the rest of the shirt is extremely tight and scooped low over her pale cleavage. She's also wearing that black crushed thin cloth dress of hers, the one that both covers everything and keeps falling alluringly against her curves.\n\n"Ba-Baal!" you squeak, taking a half-step back.\n\n"Hey, sis." Baal quirks one thin black eyebrow, intense blue eyes looking you up and down. "Decided to embrace the nudist life?"\n\nYou stare at her, then blush brightly, clapping an arm across your breasts and a hand over your crotch. "I, uh... I didn't think anyone was home, I, uh..."\n\nShe's frowning at you now, lips pursed a little bit, one hand coming to rest on her hip with a flash of dark metallic purple fingernail polish. "You're acting... off." Then her eyes narrow. "Have you cast something out of that book I left you? ... One of the spirit spells?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Fess up.|QOBaal1x1]]\n\n[[Deny.|QOBaal]]

<<set $energy -= 1>>"Hm? What's that you've found there, Master?" Amooya asks once you've finished clearing out the rocks from a patch of the field.\n\n"It's a seed I found in the basement," you explain, holding it up to her. "At least, I think it's a seed."\n\n"Hm! Yes, this does seem to be some sort of monster girl seed, Master," Amooya says after turning it over in her hands a few times and handing it back.\n\nThat makes you blink. "Wait, this... could grow into a monster girl?"\n\n"Well it might. I think with plant-type monster girls, it can depend on how they're taken care of as they grow. I think I heard it depends on what sort of nourishment you give it?" Amooya adds, tapping her chin thoughtfully.\n\nYou turn that over in your head, then shrug and tuck the seed into the ground, patting the earth down gently over it. You'll just let it settle in for today, maybe tomorrow you'll figure out what to give it to help it grow. <<set $cropsgrowing += 1>><<set $girlseedplanted to true>><<set $girlseedfedcum to 0>><<set $girlseedfedmilk to 0>><<set $girlseedfedwater to 0>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $cropsgrowing is 3>>The plot is full, you can't grow anything else today.<<else>><<if $energy is 0>>You could plant something else, [[but|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Plant something else.|FGWGardenRepeat]]<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<<if $energy > 0>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<else>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<endif>>

<<set $HouseUpgradeMenuVisited to true>>"So hey, are the house upgrades just purely cosmetic?" you ask, since Hopita seems (in true tutorial fashion) slightly meta.\n\n"No, not at all! I mean, besides providing more enjoyable and sometimes even profitable features for your house, sometimes certain house upgrades can attract monster girls to your home. Also, some wild monster girls might be willing to come and live with you on your farm... but only if you've got the sort of upgrades they like," Hopita notes. "Once you've gotten one living with you, they'll usually stay, though they might complain about you switching out features they liked for ones they don't."\n\nHuh, you guess that's pretty cool, you could actually get monster girls to show up without doing anything. "So what upgrades do you have?"\n\n"Here's the basic list," Hopita says, showing you the tablet after a few taps on it. "Some of them require you to get basic stuff first, then I can sell you more. If you want to buy something, just tap it, then give Amooya a call and let her know what you bought. She might even have it installed before you get back, since she knows special monster girl paths and techniques... don't worry about overworking her, she's a real workhorse of a Doncow. ... If that makes sense."\n\nGrinning a bit sheepishly, you turn your attention to the list of potential upgrades. You do a quick check on your MonComm to see that you have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\nHouse Paint (Base Coat) - <<if $fd > 99>>[[100 FD|FGWLeisBuyPaintBaseCoat]]<<else>>100 FD<<endif>>\n\nStatue Base - <<if $fd > 199>>[[200 FD|FGWLeisBuyStatueBase]]<<else>>200 FD<<endif>>\n\nLamp Posts - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyLampPosts]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\n<<if $interior is "basic">>Refurbish Interior - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBasicRefurb]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>><<endif>><<if $interior is "better">>You have the current highest quality house interior.<<endif>>\n\nRefurbish Bedroom - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBedroom]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\nRefurbish Bathroom - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBathroom]]*<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\nRefurbish Kitchen - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterKitchen]]*<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\nRefurbish Basement - <<if $fd > 299>>[[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBasicBasement]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\nUpgrade Monster Girl Barn (Current: Base, houses two monster girls) - <<if $fd > 499>>[[500 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBarn]]*<<else>>500 FD<<endif>>\n\nBuy a basic pool - <<if $fd > 599>>[[600 FD|FGWLeisBuyBasicPool]]*<<else>>600 FD<<endif>><<if $askhopitacogami and not $chargestationbought and not $cogamisold>>\n\n<<if $interior is "basic">>You have to refurbish your house interior before you can buy the charging station for your Roboko.<<endif>><<if $interior is "better">>Roboko Charging Station - <<if $fd >= 500>>[[500 FD|BuyChargeStation2]]<<else>>500 FD<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>\n\n[[Nothing right now, you guess.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Having gone a little numb at the blatantness of that last statement, you just sort of stand there as Ms. Smith finds a little silvery cylinder on her pocket. You're wondering if you're about to have the last three months flashed out of your memory or something, but instead she presses one end of it against the side of your neck, and you can feel a faint rushing sensation just under your skin for a second. Then she turns and holds the door with one arm, gesturing you out with the other. "To the left."\n\nAs you walk along a bit morosely, Ms. Smith pats your shoulder. "Really, try to cheer up. You'll be one of a very select few humans attending Universe High, and the people involved in this exchange program are extremely eager to have you. I wouldn't doubt you'll find yourself practically tripping over additional benefits if you simply apply yourself and make the best of it." \n\nYou're still not entirely convinced even as she leads you out onto the tarmac, and the two of you board one of those little white things that looks like it's been here since the seventies, zipping out towards a spot on the tarmac. You can see a dark shape in the sky gradually growing larger now, and swallow hard as Ms. Smith draws to a stop and gets out, beckoning you to join her. Soon the ship is approaching and settling into a hover, lowering straight down. It's about the size of a tour bus, just wider around the bottom, and weirdly you can now read the text scrolling across the side despite it being in strange markings, which currently seems to be about visiting the Torpuvian Pleasure Pools for a low weekend rate of only $2000 a night. Part of the side behind the front windows swings down, splitting and changing into a set of steps, with what has to be the pilot stepping down.\n\nShe's green, is obviously the first thing you notice. And rather than hair she seems to have a bunch of smooth tendrils of varying lengths, each ranging in size from about the girth of your thumb to, well, the girth of your little finger, hanging down just past her shoulders. Her eyes are solid black and large, and rather than a nose she has a sort of slit running vertically down her face, with short V-shaped spreads at the top and bottom. Her clothes are... weirdly normal, consisting of a jacket made of what looks a lot like denim dotted with different patches, a tight black tanktop (stretched over a pair of... holy crap, they're each as big as your head!), and battered jeans with black boots. Her skin has a sort of soft, squishy textured look to it, kind of like a frog's, and her fingers are sort of... tentacle-shaped, not really bending at defined places as she finishes tucking a pair of glasses into the pocket of her jacket.\n\n"Heeeey, this is our passenger for Universe High, right?" she declares in a cheerful tone, folding her arms under her chest and looking at you.\n\n"I don't know, is he?" Ms. Smith says a bit coolly, glancing at you.\n\n<hr>\n[["... Yeah."|QOGH1x3]]\n\n[["... No."|QOGH]]

"I guess since you've already got the charging station for her, maybe it would be better to sell the Roboko to you," you decide.\n\n"Sure! I'll give her a very happy home, no worries," Hopita says, spending a few moments tapping on her tablet before proffering it to you. "Just tap here to confirm, and I'll send someone to pick her up."<<set $cogamisold to true>><<set $fd += 1500>>\n\nYou hesitate just briefly, before shrugging and tapping the button. Near-instantly your MonComm beeps, and you check it. Yup, you now have <<print $fd>> FD. Well, you hope Hopita doesn't overwork the Roboko... if that's a thing that you can do to a robot.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have sold the Roboko to Hopita.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

You decide to mess around with the lab kit for awhile.\n\nYou quickly find that uh... there's not really any way to <i>control</i> what you're doing. Nothing's labeled, and even the little marks on the sides of the equipment don't actually say what they are or what they mean. It's fairly obvious that if this is a game mechanic, it's meant to be essentially randomized. You can pour what you want, how much you want, put it on the other pieces of equipment as you like, you just... have no clue what you're doing when you do it.<<set $random to either(1,2,3)>>\n\n<<if $random is 1>>You produce a <<if $volpotid is true>>Volume Enhancer potion<<else>>milky white concoction<<endif>>. It's slightly viscous, clinging a little to the sides of the vial when you tilt it back and forth.<<set $volpot += 1>><<endif>><<if $random is 2>>You produce a <<if $apepotid is true>>Going Ape mutagen<<else>>strange green substance<<endif>>. It's particularly ooze-y, more like play slime than a proper liquid.<<set $apepot += 1>><<endif>><<if $random is 3>>You produce a <<if $tentapotid is true>>Tentadraft<<else>>lurid purple potion<<endif>>. It glows in a slightly disturbing way that you can't quite define, it just seems decidedly unnatural.<<set $tentapot += 1>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $comefromdaybasement is true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<if $energy < 0>><<set $energy to 0>><<endif>><<if $energy is 0>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>><<set $comefromdaybasement to false>><<else>>[[Go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].<<set $comefromdaybasement to false>><<endif>>

"HAU!" Mary barks as she immediately drops to sit on her heels, curled hands raised up beside and above her boobs.\n\nYou leap to your feet on the bed, shaking a finger scoldingly. "Bad succubus! Bad! No raping Master without permission!"\n\n"Hauuuuu," Mary whimpers, hanging her head, the huge cock she'd grown drooping pitifully. "I'm sorryyyyy, Master. You were just so super cute I got carried away."\n\n"There there." You leap lightly down from the bed with a little flutter of your wings, then pat her on the head. "Master understands. I <i>am</i> super cute now, after all," you muse aloud, cupping your chin thoughtfully. Then you point dramatically at her. "But! Mary! I'm still your Master and I'm still King! The Demon King, Succubus King, take your pick! And you know what that means!"\n\n"Yes! Of course Master! Obviously I know what that means!" she answers eagerly, head snapping up and one hand shooting upwards into a salute. "Just to check, what does it mean, Master sir!"\n\n"Well obviously it means-!"\n\n<hr>\n[["-I do the raping around here!"|QODK]]\n\n[["-I'll decide when cute femboys get stuffed with futa cock!"|QODK]]\n\n[["-that femboys like pussy too!"|QODK]]

"Look, okay, if you feel that way about it, let's do this," you say, taking the key out of the toolbox and turning to put it back in its own box. You close the lid and, for good measure, give it a shake. Then you reopen it and take a peek, before gesturing at the different selection. "See?"\n\nJane looks just a tiny bit disappointed, but mostly relieved, nodding. "Yeah. Okay. That's probably for the best. ... Thanks, Jamie. But are you sure you wanna keep playing with these things?"\n\nYou hm, brushing a fingertip along your cheek. "I mean... traveling to other worlds and summoning objects from them is automatically pretty weird, right? So if weird stuff is likely to happen anyway, maybe if we do something that's automatically weird, it sort of, y'know, gets out in front of it."\n\nJane opens her mouth. Closes it. Frowns. "I feel like I should be able to argue with that logic but can't."\n\n"I mean you can be the one to pick one this time, if you want," you say with a shrug, stepping back and gesturing to the box.\n\nJane considers that for a moment, then shrugs and walks over, brushing her hand through the little pile of keys a few times. (You can't blame her, it's a genuinely pretty stimulating thing to do, even if you didn't know they're all magical portals to another realm or whatever.) Eventually she snags one, glances briefly between the toolbox and the closet, then shrugs slightly again before walking to the closet, reaching out to slip the key into the lock and start turning.\n\n<hr>\n[[Hm, that's a new one.|QOSis3x3]]\n\n[[Hey wait that key looks familiar...|QOSis]]

Obviously being able to change into stuff provides some very interesting possibilities of things to do with other people. You may be meek and shy normally, but a whole new world is opening up in front of you with the ability to turn into absolutely anything landing in your lap! There are already ideas popping into your head, things you never would have even considered before but are now plotting themselves out in your head like a 3am fanfic you'll forget in the morning. Honestly you've got so many ideas on who you could aim for that first you have to decide if it's a girl or a guy!\n\n<hr>\n[[Girl.|QOBook24x3]]\n\n[[Guy.|QOBook]]

You sigh a little as you resolve to try and work out a good relationship with the old Sandra's friends. You can't go back to being shy and withdrawn like you were before, but at the same time you can't just act like you're just borrowing this body or this life... you've got to deal with the old baggage it comes with, and hopefully make that work out for you. So you reply to some of the texts, agreeing to meet up with two of Sandra's... your... friends, then calling up the chauffeur for a ride.\n\nA little bit later you're sitting in an exclusive, upscale patisserie (fancy word for 'dessert restaurant' as far as you can tell) with two girls who are... well. You'd use the term 'best friends' but as noted the old Sandra didn't really like much of anybody. Her two closest social acquaintances that acted friendly, you guess is a more accurate descriptor. Lily is a redhead with green eyes and, you know somewhere under a lot of artfully-applied concealer, a faceful of freckles, and Cass is a blue-eyed blonde, both of them drop-dead gorgeous. Both are, of course, dressed similarly to you, and have even followed suit to the point of both wearing braids... Lily's is just a simple one that hangs forward over her shoulder while the rest of her long hair is left loose, but Cass has actually gone with a pair of braids. You can't help but wonder in amusement if they're both going to start dressing down when you move away from silks and designer labels... you already notice them fidgeting and occasionally reaching towards their faces with their much darker, more stand-out makeup.\n\n"But is it really true that you dumped Mitch, Sandy?" Cass asks, eyes a little wide.\n\n"And in public, too," Lily adds slightly primly, in the sort of deliberate tones that speak of vocal coaching. You wonder if she knows how phony that 'mid-atlantic' accent sounds on her.\n\n"In public wouldn't have been my first choice," you answer with a slight shake of your head. "But he decided to make a scene and I'd finally had enough."\n\n"Well, good for you, really," Lily replies with just a hint of 'pip pip, jolly good' to the words. You... are going to have to have a talk with her about that. Sometime.\n\n"<i>I</i> heard Mitch is getting transferred to Alaskan military school," Cass adds in a rather smug tone. Then she purses her lips. "But is it true that you dumped him for that Kevin guy?"\n\n"Kevin? The one in my math class?" Lily's dark red eyebrows lift.\n\n"I mean he's cute and all, Sandy, but he's kinda, y'know..." Cass flips a hand, as if not finding the proper descriptor for 'not rich enough' without it being too blatant. "I mean, his dad owns a store, I think? Mitch's dad owns an entire shipping company. It's kinda a... step down."\n\n"Mitch's dad could own Congress and he'd still be a jerk," you reply with a rather dark tone, picking up your iced chocolate and sipping at it, to which both the other girls make agreeable noises.\n\n"He was a jerk, t' be su-... most certainly," Lily answers, coughing a little to cover up her near slip. "But a loaded jerk. There must be something about this Kevin fellow that made you drop such a match for him."\n\nHm. How to put this so that these two will understand...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Praise Kevin's personality.|QOSandra]]\n\n[[Praise Kevin's body.|QOSandra]]

"Wait, Roberta... you're out," you note, staring at her.\n\n"Yup!"\n\n"... And Tanya doesn't notice me talking to you."\n\n"Correct."\n\n"So..." You glance back and forth between the massive, monstrous Tanya and Roberta. "So we're not inside Sandra's Shell anymore, we're in her regular mindscape."\n\n"Right."\n\n"... Which you can edit like you edited my mom's."\n\n"Exactly!"\n\nYou put a hand to your face. You really <i>were</i> afraid for nothing. Apparently while Sandra's actual self and her more closely-held views and beliefs are protected by the Shell, Tanya's not quite such a core aspect of her identity that you need to access that part to get to her. "Could you just... make her like, know who I am and be positively-disposed towards me?"\n\n"Sure!" Roberta chirps, immediately flying upward towards the Scorpion Queen's head and poking out a finger... inserting it right through the cognition's skull. The monstrous representation of Tanya actually jumps a little, eyes widening as if she might really see and acknowledge Roberta for a second, before they go dull. Then they clear back up, and the cognition takes on a slightly more familiar, if still haughty, position in the throne as she eyes you. "So, Jamie, what do you need?"\n\n"Wow, it really worked," you murmur to Roberta as she floats back down to join you. Then you regard Tanya, considering. ... Actually, might this be enough on its own? If Sandra thinks Tanya likes you, and she's so terrified of Tanya, that in itself might be enough to protect... well, not everyone, but at least you. It's a place to start anyway. You guess you could call it a good first day's work at least, and maybe figure out how to make other changes without having to go through Sandra's Shell. \n\nOf course the more you change Sandra's perception of how Tanya views you, the more impact the change will have, you figure. Or you could just go with your original idea to have Tanya help you destroy Sandra's Shell, just now with Cognitive Tanya's full obedience...\n\n<hr>\n[[Call it good.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[Alter Cognitive Tanya's perception of you more.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[Have Tanya help you destroy Sandra's Shell.|QOMeta]]

"An enemy?" Roberta echoes, then nods. "Actually that might work. The Shell is mostly centered around the area of Sandra's greatest influence, but it probably does include everything that dominates her thoughts... which would include anyone that's a potential threat to her power, like a teacher or parent."\n\nYou shake your head. "Sandra wouldn't be afraid of those... she's connected enough and has good grades, the teachers don't really care what she does, and I bet her parents don't either. It'd have to be someone that's, well, like her. Except I think all the girl bullies at school have a sort of non-aggression pact or something, I never hear about them infighting." You frown a bit deeper, then blink. "Maybe though... a girl bully who's way more powerful than she is, even if she's not at Deviville High anymore."\n\n"Oho, now that you're thinking of her, I know exactly who you mean... and yeah, it feels like there's definitely a cognitive version of her in the Shell." Roberta grins at you as she adds, "Y'know, if <i>Sandra</i> thinks you-know-who is scary, she's gonna be completely terrifying in this world. And you're already scared of the real thing."\n\nThat makes you swallow hard, but you just square your shoulders. "... She's not the real thing though, so we'll give it a try. ... Let's just be ready to run, okay?"\n\n"Heh, 'kay. Lemme whip up some transport." Roberta turns towards the street and thrusts out her hands, and you blink as a long white car appears in a puff of smoke. It's a weird blending of curvy-futuristic and antique looking, complete with whitewall tires, old-style headlights, and spare tires on the sides of the hood.\n\n<img src="images/Phantom.jpg">\n\n"What is that?"\n\n"It's called a 'Phantom'. Seemed appropriate, so I pulled it out of the collective consciousness." Roberta floats over to the driver's door and right through it to settle into the seat. "C'mon, get in!"\n\nShaking your head, you get into the passenger's seat in more traditional fashion and settle in as Roberta takes off. It's weird watching the town passing by outside... way faster than it feels like you're really moving, and sort of blurry and indistinct in a way that says it has nothing to do with speed. Though things slow down as you approach your destination... Deviville College. Except it's some huge black castle surrounded by roiling thunderclouds, with a spiked gate around it decorated with human skulls. Yeesh, Sandra's either afraid of the bigger pond that is extended school life or she is <i>really</i> terrified of the version of her nemesis that, well, essentially runs the campus. Roberta pulls up to the front gate, the two of you getting out, as you try not to stare at what are apparently the guards... a pair of pretty but cruel-looking college age girls wearing nothing but shiny black thigh-boots and shoulder-high gloves, both of them wielding barbed whips with bladed tips.\n\n"Who dares approach the realm of the Mistress of Destruction?!" one of them cries imperiously, cracking her whip in your vague direction and almost making you pee yourself.\n\n"Uh, um, uh, er," you stammer at first, before swallowing hard and reminding yourself that none of this is real. You can handle this, it's all in... well, in Sandra's head, really. "We're here to see the..." Yikes. "Mistress of Destruction about someone who wants to threaten her power."\n\nThe mostly-naked guards exchange a glance at that, before looking back at you. "Very well, scum! We shall take you to the Mistress... but it's your own fault if you wind up skewered and devoured!"\n\nYeah you kind of feel like it will be. You try not to look as on the verge of fainting as you are while you and Roberta follow the two of them through the gate... you also try not to stare at their asses. You don't know if staring would piss the cognitions off or if that's the entire point of their effectively going naked, but either way you just don't feel like you have the strength. You're led into the intimidating monolith that is the campus's main building, which is essentially just one huge room inside... well, Sandra probably hasn't actually been here, after all. The throne room is far more massive and far more terrifying than Sandra's, and seems to double as a torture chamber, people on racks or X-frames shrieking as they're abused by more girls like the gate guards... and more than a bit of lewd moaning as well. Sitting on a throne of skulls with bleeding eye sockets is a twelve-foot tall cognition with utterly massive breasts and twelve-pack abs, its arms and legs covered in glossy, shiny insect chitin, fingers tipped with claws so sharp they're almost painful to look at, toes similarly deadly-looking. As she sits up on her throne, her long, segmented black scorpion tail slides through the air, the sharp tip of it deftly brushing back some of the short blonde hair over her ear.\n\n"And just who is it that dares to enter the realm of the Mistress of Destruction?" the cognitive Tanya sneers, lips parting to show every single one of her many, many teeth is as sharp as a knife.\n\n... Yeah okay you're pretty sure you just stopped thinking entirely for a little bit there due to sheer terror. Your friend Kevin's sister, possibly the most infamous popular girl in the history of the Deviville school system (and consistently rumored to be an <i>actual</i> low-level crime boss now that she's in college). Maybe your brain just takes refuge in stupidity because you turn your head to Roberta and say rather blankly, "How come she doesn't recognize me? She usually says 'hey scrub' or something like that."\n\n"Remember, this is Sandra's Shell version of Tanya... she's probably not aware that the real-world Tanya knows you, so this version doesn't."\n\n"Well?" the Scorpion Queen demands, tail raising into a more threatening position that makes you fight the urge to outright cower. "The only reason I haven't killed you already is that my guards told me you arrived in a really bitchin' car, so I assume you might be someone of some tiny value. So spill it, why are you here?"\n\n<hr>\n[[To team up.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[To offer her something.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[To... hey wait a second.|QOMeta1x11]]

*<b>Main:</b> Jamie has a [[new magic key|QOKeys1x2]].\n*<b>Main:</b> He can now recognize that the sex demon he asked for from his journal is [[his mom|QODJ1x2]].\n-Update 2-\n* More of Jamie and his succumom.\n*<b>Main</b>: Jamie has a [[new dream|QODJStart]] in the dream journal.

You decide to take a look at this 'Jungle Trees' place. Tapping the sign, you follow the lit markers towards the area. <<set $jungletreesvisited to true>>\n\nSoon you arrive at... well, it's sort of exactly what it says. It's an area of tall trees that looks like they're right out of a jungle. Tall, with thin trunks and wide, flat leaves, vines draped all over things, that sort of thing. You can hear tropical bird calls too, so it's really as if there's just a section of jungle plopped down right here in the midst of the adventure area. Of course, it is a game, so most likely the biome stretches on as long as it needs to.\n\n<<set $random to either(1, 2, 3)>><<if $random is 1>>As you're taking a look around, you spot a large bush that has a bunch of... clams? stuck to it. ... Oh, no, those must be oysterberries. You walk over and take a look. It looks like all but <<set $random2 to either(1,2)>><<if $random is 1>>one<<set $oberry += 1>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>>two<<set $oberry += 2>><<endif>> of the oberries have either opened naturally and dropped to the ground to rot, or been opened and eaten by the locals. You take what you can and leave the rest.<<set $energy -= 1>><<endif>><<if $random is 2>>As you're looking around, you spot the barest flicker of motion in the trees above. <<if $mgaavisited>>You bring up your MonComm and aim it in the general direction you saw, clicking on the scanner app. A moment later you get a screen reading 'Little Brown Elf', with a picture of a slender, white-haired, brown-skinned elf girl wearing nothing but what looks like a bikini made out of green leaves. Not that she has a lot to cover, since she looks a few years younger than you. 'Little Brown Elves are a subspecies of elf that never develops past a certain point, no matter how old they are. They prefer hot, jungle-like environments and are generally solitary, but it is possible to cultivate a relationship through various methods. Typically they will avoid humans unless the human ventures sufficiently far into their territory.'<<set $lbescanned to true>> Huh, sounds like it's up to you if you want to [[approach|LBEFirst]] or leave.<<else>>You couldn't really get a close look, but it looked like a slender, not very well-endowed female form. A monster girl that is (or at least looks) younger than you? Hm... well, you could [[get closer and see|LBEFirst]], but she doesn't seem to be inclined to approach if you just want to leave, either.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 3>>You hear something go sliding through the underbrush, and then see a few branches bend here and there above. Bwuh? ... Something went from the ground to the trees, you guess. <<if $mgaavisited>>You pull out your MonComm and aim it in the direction where you saw movement and activate the scanner. A second later a screen reading 'Junglamia' pops up, along with a picture of a caramel-skinned woman with deep brown hair, pale eyes, and with her body transitioning to that of a snake around and below the hips. 'Junglamias are a type of Lamia that live in jungles. They are somewhat more dominant and controlling than more standard lamias, preferring to have greater power over their partner. There are several subspecies, but it is virtually impossible to differentiate them on sight or a simple scan.' Huh. So, snake girls. ... Dommy snake girls? You guess you could [[go see|JunglamiaFirst]]...<<set $junglamiascanned to true>><<else>>You're not sure what it was, but it seemed kind of... snake-y. Well, you guess lamias are a pretty standard (and popular) monster girl these days, you could [[go check it out|JunglamiaFirst]]...<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\nHead [[back to the starting area|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

Professor Oak is "kind" enough to let you use his shower... of course, once you emerge, he's wiping himself off, while his television shows a view of the empty shower stall. ... Geez. Blushing and with your shoulders hunched, you follow him back out into the main room once he's dressed, where he presses a few buttons on one of the consoles, a circle on the floor sliding away and a column with a Pokeball atop it, marked by a lightning bolt and what looks sort of like a rounded W with two dots inside the curves, rising up. Professor Oak picks up the Pokeball and presses some part of it, and it cracks open, a flicker of red light shooting out and resolving into a humanoid figure.\n\nIt... definitely doesn't line up with your image. She looks like she might be about your age, maybe a little younger or a little older... it's hard to tell since she's built quite slenderly. She's covered in a light coat of yellow fur from head to toe, with just a bit thicker atop her head, enough to give her shaggy bangs. Her face has a slight muzzle-ish shape to it with a soft black nose, and she twitches her long ears, a little buzz of electricity running up between them once as if it were a Jacob's Ladder. The only thing she's wearing is a simple black band across her A-cup (at best) breasts and plain bikini-style panties hugging her trim hips and rear. She looks back and forth with dark eyes. "Pika?"\n\n"Well, here you go, Jamie!" Oak chirps, tossing you the Pokeball. "Your very own F-class Pikachu!"\n\n"Uh... hi," you greet, raising one hand.\n\nPikachu eyes you for a few moments, then turns her head away with a little 'hmph' motion. "Pika!"\n\nOh. Right. Didn't the anime start off like this too? You sigh a little and rub the back of your neck, then head for the door. Perhaps for lack of anything better to do as much as anything else, Pikachu follows after you, arms folded over her chest and an annoyed look on her face.\n\nOnce you get outside, you turn back to face her. "Um... look, I know you... probably don't like me too much. I'm not sure what I could do to make you like me better, but... well, I hope we can be friends?" you offer, holding out one hand.\n\nShe peeks an eye open and turns it towards the hand... then sticks one finger out and sends a little arc of electricity to zap your palm. You yelp and shake out your hand, wincing. Yeah, definitely not off to an auspicious start.\n\n<hr>\nEnd old content

Probably best to stick to your own entertainment right now, you need to settle your brain after all the recent... ... everything. You'll start with the space photography book. ... Does this count as like a travel brochure now?\n\nAnd so that's how you pass most of the first day in space. The food slot at least seems to have been programmed with some Earth stuff, which you stick closely too even if it's slightly weird. (The fries are actually sort of more like cheetos somehow? And every burger has cheese <i>in</i> it? ... Oh well.) You sleep sprawled out on one of the benches, which while not the most comfortable thing ever is still better than some sleeps in the car you've had.\n\nThe next day you're in the middle of one of the light novels you brought with you when you hear what could only be an alarm blaring from the cockpit area. Blinking, you look up just in time to feel a slight but steady shift in... something. It's like a sort of pressure you'd barely noticed before going in one direction, but now it's definitely increased and is sort of shifting around back and forth. You look out the window and spot, for the first time, another ship out there, though it's still too distant and dark to make out much of what it is. ... Uh-oh.\n\nPutting your book aside and walking over to the cockpit door, but careful to stay outside since you're really hoping this isn't an emergency, you ask, "Um, hey, what's going on?"\n\n"Juuust some space pirates, kid," Mac answers without looking over at you, apparently intent on whatever maneuvers she's doing by flicking switches and turning the wheel rather more intently than before. "Generic-ass raiders by the look of them. Nothing to freak out about, I noticed them in plenty of time, so just keep calm and we'll outrun them just fine."\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh, uh, okay."|QOGH1x5]]\n\n[["OH MY GOD SPACE PIRATES WE'RE GONNA DIE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"|QOGH]]

"H-hey! Hello?!" you call, even as you hunch in on yourself a bit more due to embarrassment at being naked.\n\nThere's no reply, but the light does round the corner and come into view. You think it's... a guy about your age? Though as he gets closer, your face goes even more red as you start to be able to make out details. He has dark tan skin, which is smudged and dirty in a lot of places... which you can see because he's barely wearing anything. What he <i>is</i> wearing is a pair of frilly pink panties, one white stocking with lace trim around the top like it's bridal lingerie, and one blue and white striped stocking, both with rather dirty soles. He's also got long, rather messy dark hair hanging well past his shoulders, with a couple of little mismatched hair barettes keeping it out of his eyes.\n\nYou shrink back behind one of the piles of mattresses a little as he comes closer, and he stops to roll his eyes. "Better get over it, new kid, you're gonna be spending a lot of time naked down here."\n\n"W-what's that supposed to mean?!" you blurt. "Where even is 'down here'?!"\n\n"Iuoh," he answers blandly, shrugging his bare shoulders. "It's definitely not some guy's basement for real, though, I'll tell you that. It basically goes on forever and it's freaky and got like... magic and stuff. All the doors have weird, nutso stuff behind 'em. But you basically gotta keep tryin' 'em 'cause it's the only place to get food and water and stuff, and the hallways just go on forever without ending so the doors might be the only things where maybe there's an exit. I've never found one though, and I've got no idea how long I've been down here."\n\nYou're left just standing there absorbing that for a moment, when he shrugs, the camp lantern in his hand wobbling a little. "Look you can either come with me and we can stick together for a while, or you can strike out on your own. Some new kids don't trust anyone they meet and wanna go it alone, and we'll probably get separated eventually anyway, but it's your call. Either way hurry it up, I haven't found anywhere decent to eat or sleep in a while, so I gotta try at least one door today."\n\n<hr>\n[[Go with him.|QOBas1x2]]\n\n[[Go it alone.|QOBas]]

Well, you have been feeling a bit less-than-Christmassy, considering. Maybe drinking a big hearty eggnog shake every day from a supplement tub bedecked with pine boughs and Christmas lights will help? It can't be particularly <i>good</i> eggnog flavor, you muse wryly as you take the little tub down and head for the counter... among other things it advertises itself as sugar free, so besides being packed with nutritional supplements it's gotta have that fake-y taste, but well, better than nothing?\n\nYou set the tub down on the counter, the employee looking at it... then giving a little snorting giggle, the corners of her mouth twitching. What? What? What did you do? you think in despair as she ducks down beneath the counter to rummage with the <i>tok, thwunk</i> of empty plastic cups knocking together. Oh god, is eggnog some sort of forbidden flavor? Do only the lowest geeks and nerds drink eggnog-flavored supplement?! What have you done?!?!?!?!?\n\nThen all becomes clear as, with a smug expression, she plunks down a translucent plastic cup with a green and red cap on it. Whoever works in the art department at Ultra Quick Start making their cup designs is clearly a gigantic furry. On one side of the cup is a very fit-looking but also rather boobtacular female anthro reindeer with a leather band dotted with jingle bells going across her chest for a top and a rather tiny pair of fur-trimmed bikini bottoms. On the other side is an even more buff male anthro reindeer flexing, with jingle-bell straps around his massive biceps, and a noticeable (but not overly detailed) bulge in his own little fuzzy-trimmed bottoms.\n\nNooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.\n\nRendered completely speechless and numb by this, you can't even feel embarrassed as you hold up the card for the free tub. The girl is clearly too busy repressing her laughter to consider whether the two promotions go together, instead just taking it and tucking it under the cash tray before ringing you up. Putting receipt, tub, and cup into a bag, she holds it out to you and, with a voice quivering with barely-contained merriment, says, "Merry Yiffmas."\n\nMaking a quiet choking sound, you nod feebly and accept the bag, hanging your head and slumping out of the store in disgrace. You twitch a bit as you hear her finally break into laughter behind you, and put both hands to your face... then blink a bit and raise your head. Hey wait, how did she know what 'yiff' was? <i>You</i> only know because you know a furry artist by one degree of separation!\n\n... Meh. The way of hot girls is not yours to question.\n\nAnyway, you luckily manage to meet back up with Aunt Freya without too much of a wait, and she doesn't so much as twitch an eyelid when you gingerly take out the cup and tub back at her place... maybe she's used to these sorts of embarrassing sexualized promotions, since apparently she's a regular at that store. You dump a scoop of the stuff into the cup, fill the rest up with cold water, and shake vigorously as directed. It definitely turns a sort of... yellowy, creamy, kinda almost looks like it's got a bit of cinnamon floating in it too? You pop open the sealing cap and brace yourself for being hit by that overwhelming 'artificial sweetener' taste and...\n\n... it's good?\n\nIt's like, really good?\n\n'Huh,' you think, blinking and holding the cup away to look at it. It tastes at <i>least</i> as good as the various sorts of eggnog they have for sale in the store. Maybe not the hoity-toity glass jar kinds but the ones that come in the little plastic individual-size things, it's at least that good. 'Wild,' you muse as you gulp down the rest of it. Maybe they put extra effort into it or something to drive people crazy about buying it in the months where it's available?\n\nEither way, it really does help you get in the Christmas spirit as you begin your new workout regimine. Aunt Freya encourages you to experiment with different workouts, and you find that you really like a couple... specifically "pulling" weights and running, for the most part. You still do a fair bit of the other stuff, standard weight-lifting, crunches, all that, but your favorites turn out to be those. At Aunt Freya's suggestion later in the week you even try some cross-country running with a weighted pack and somehow that just feels <i>fantastic</i>, like you could do it for days straight if you needed to. The cold doesn't really particularly seem to bother you, either, especially as the week goes on. Must be the exertion or the new layer of muscle or something.\n\nYour dreams are kind of weird too, which you can't help but attribute to guzzling what's essentially a large cold eggnog shake just before bed each night. They're like a weird combination of dreams about flying but also you're running, and there's lots of Christmas lights and sometimes Christmas carols. \nAnd sometimes you're pressed in close with a lot of other big furry bodies... other times you're being rubbed down and cooed over by soft hands and stiff-bristled brushes. You always wake up from those dreams with an absolutely raging hardon, having to quickly rub one out while moaning softly in the quiet December darkness of your guest room, blushing and hoping Aunt Freya doesn't notice how much tissue is getting used.\n\nAs the week draws to a close, you remember that you're supposed to take a double-dose of the stuff on the seventh night, according to what Aunt Freya told you. You idly stand in front of the mirror in just your sleeping pants, flexing a bit... does seem like you've already put on some muscle, huh? At the very least you don't look so scrawny. Maybe kind of... thin-fit, is that a thing? Well, either way, you're not sure you even need the stuff anymore anyway... as good as it tastes, you are just a <i>tad</i> tired of it after a week. (Oddly enough more than anything lately you've been craving lots of veggies and fruits... carrots, apples, stuff like that.) So maybe you should skip any further doses, or at least just take the regular one. You're mildly worried that if you take the double dose it might take it over the tip from "good" to "gross" since eggnog already sort of teeters on that line anyway, but you guess maybe you should...?\n\nOr you could just go whole hog and finish off the whole thing, you think wryly as you add the tub. There's about half left... hey, maybe you could even be extra bold and post it on social media, call it the "Eggsupp Challenge" or something. (You'd normally never risk becoming internet famous, but you do feel less shy and retiring overall these days.)\n\n<hr>\n[[Don't take any.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Take the usual one dose.|QOFreya4x2]]\n\n[[Take two doses.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Finish the tub.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Finish the tub (while livestreaming it).|QOFreya]]

"Uh, s-sorry, I'm, I can't be late for geography, I have like, this thing due!" you stammer, before flitting off towards the entrance, tail poofed out behind you.\n\n"Um, is he like, okay?" you can hear Carli asking behind you.\n\n"I think bro's actually shy," Gabriel's voice carries to you as you open the door.\n\n"Wow, there are shy people?" you can just barely hear the cheetah-girl saying as the door closes behind you, your tail yanking out of the way of it at the last moment. ... Phew.\n\nYou do, in fact, have a thing to turn in for geography, so that wasn't really a lie. The next period after is literature, which you have with Maya, but you feel a little too embarrassed to approach her or say anything, or really even look at her. Oddly enough the few times you steal glances at her, she seems to be acting the same, distracted and squirmy and avoiding your gaze. Even though the two of you make your way to the last class of the day together, you never say anything or really look at each other, let alone say anything. At least until the last bell, when Maya rubs the back of her neck and manages, "So, um, let's head to my place and, y'know... d-discuss."\n\n"... Right," you murmur, fighting a blush and mostly failing. You really think she might have heard something, but you try not to say anything as you follow her the few blocks over to her house. The two of you still don't speak until you're in her room and she's closed the door, and made her way to sit on the bed. The silence stretches on, both of your tails flicking nervously behind you as you sit on the floor.\n\n"So, um... any... any big things happen on your first day?" she asks, head turning to look out the window.\n\nYou're really not sure if she heard about your little tryst at the burger stand or not, and squirm uncomfortably on the floor. "Um, well, not... not really, maybe," you murmur, ears laying low.\n\n"Y-yeah, I mean, pretty normal day here too," she answers, rubbing her hands across her thighs.\n\n"..."\n\n"..."\n\nYou both stay silent, looking away from each other. You can actually hear a clock ticking somewhere else in the house. Finally, unable to take it anymore, you manage to blurt... and yet whisper at the same time, "I-I kinda had like this... lunch sex-date with Gabriel, I-I guess."\n\nMaya turns her head and stares at you... then glances down and rubs the back of her neck. "I spent all lunch hour having sex with my friend Lilith under a tree, right in front of everyone else. Just... laying mostly-naked side-by-side, fingering each others' pussies and kissing."\n\n"O-oh," you acknowledge faintly. Okay, that explains a few things.\n\n"Y-... yeah." Maya laughs nervously. "So I mean... how... how was it?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Well you're pretty sure you like guys.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Well you're pretty sure you like it in the ass.|QOBook]]

Swallowing hard, you take a deep breath, then plunge downward. It's... thicker than water, but you can still manage to push down through it, even as it encloses around your head, encasing your entire body in semisolid slime. As you much expected, you feel a pressure at your lips, and they're soon forced apart by a pseudopod that starts stuffing itself down your throat, wriggling and squirming all the while. The slime fucking your throat, ass, and cock finally pushes you over the edge and you start cumming, your load passing through the pseudopod stuffed down your dickhole like a straw and spreading out to be absorbed by the slime itself.\n\nStill, you manage to grab the little item at the bottom after a few gropes for it, and push yourself back up to the surface. Your head comes clear, but a long tentacle of good continues sloppily thrusting into your mouth even as you turn and begin making your way back to shore. You mmmf and gulp around it, belly swelling out even more as you make your way back, until your head is apparently far enough above the surface that it finally pulls out and collapses back into the rest of the goo pond. It continues fondling your cock and balls and pumping into your ass almost until you're out of it up to your knees, before finally dropping away as you stagger into ankle-depth. You twist and collapse onto the ground, panting and shuddering. Your scalemail loincloth lays askew, goo-streaked cock jutting upward, balls heavy and overfull.\n\n"Ah! Jamie!" Mallory squeaks, dropping to his knees beside you. He looks you over, then tsks. "Well... gotta get this out." He reaches over and wraps his hand around your cock, starting to pump it quickly, making you gasp and arch your hips up as the leather on his palm and his hot, smooth fingers rub across you. With all the stimulation you've been given, it's not long before you're jutting your hips and cumming... a long fountain of green slime, spattering it all over the place, twitching and spasming as Mallory also gently pushes on your belly and sends the rest of the built-up slime gushing out of your ass. "Feel better?" he asks cheerfully.\n\n"I... need a shower," you groan, sitting up slowly. You look down at your hand, finding a strangely immaculate bracelet of shiny, delicate silver links joining multiple diamond-studded nine-pointed stars to make a bracelet. You let out a relieved breath... you got it!\n\nSoon the two of you have found a little rock outcropping and Mallory summons a miniature raincloud to give you your shower. It's a bit strange to be standing naked out in the middle of open country, but then what about this isn't strange? Heck, the open country is cracked, reddish dried soil and a hand of weirdly-curling dead trees. You stroke your hands along your body, clearing off the slime, shivering at your skin feeling sensitive and a little goosebumpy after being submerged in the stuff... your hand falls to your stiff cock and starts stroking it. Well... got to make sure Mallory got <i>all</i> the slime out, after all!\n\nOnce you've spent a load across the rocks and finished rinsing off, you step away from the cloud, drying almost instantly in the hot air. You step around the rock, and Mallory helps you get dressed back in your scalemail bikini and swordbelt... and clips the bracelet around your wrist. "Much as I'd like to take a rest and fuck you for a little while, I'm still really nervous about having you out here while you're a human. We'd better continue on to the next item, the Coat of Passage."\n\n"Alright," you reply with a tired nod, taking his hand again as the two of you set off.\n\nIt seems like more hours of walking, but eventually the two of you approach a large rock face rising out of the otherwise featureless plain. "There," Mallory says, pointing at a cave. "The Coat of Passage is supposed to be in the-"\n\nBoth of you jump as there's a sound like thunder... repeatedly overlapping. And then an immense figure comes to stand in the mouth of the cave... easily two or even three times the height of you both, it looks like a cross between a human and a ram, his body covered in shaggy hair, his face pushed out into a muzzle, curling horns at the sides of his head, and hooved feet. And an absolutely, ridiculously immense set of hanging furry balls and a large sheath above them. Most of him is colored a brownish cream, but there's a large black star design on his chest. "What? You come seeking the Coat of Passage?"\n\n"Yes!" Mallory manages after a moment. "I'm descended from the line of Magoria! I have the knowledge of the vault, and the right to ask for the Coat of Passage!"\n\n"Very well then. I am a Scion of Astaroth, imbued with the Coat of Passage." He smirks a bit, reaching down and rubbing a massive hand over his balls.\n\n"Is... is he saying that the Coat of Passage is his <i>cum</i>?" you whisper to Mallory with a tilt of the head, eyes wide.\n\n"... Ram Demons are some of the most sexually potent creatures on the lower planes. One this big and old, his cum would be a super-addictive aphrodisiac," Mallory whispers back, looking dubious. "He might be trying to trick us into becoming his cum-addled slaves."\n\n"Yeah, but Mallory, look," you add, raising your wrist to show the bracelet, giving it a little jingle to emphasize the nine-pointed stars that look just like the fur pattern on the ram's chest.\n\n"... Right. So he could really be a Scion of Astaroth, and if so he's bound to give us the Coat of Passage and let us go unaltered. I'm... not sure. Jamie, what do you think?"\n\n<hr>\n[[He's a Scion.|QOInc2x9]]\n\n[[He's not.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Question him.|QOInc]]

"Your information didn't lead us wrong when it sent us to the slime puddle," you say after a moment. "If it says the Coat of Passage is here, and he's got the mark, I think we've got to take the chance."\n\n"Yeah, guess you're right." Mallory clears his throat, then calls over, "Alright, Scion! We'll accept the Coat!"\n\n"I thought you might," he rumbles, his hooves shaking the ground with every step as he descends from the cave. He moves over to a vaguely throne-like clump of stones near the bottom and settles onto it, chin on one fist, legs spread wide. The 'throne' is rather low, low enough to let his massive balls drape until they almost brush the ground. "Come and get it, then," he rumbles, with a low chuckle like a distant rockslide.\n\nYou exchange a glance with Mallory, and after a moment you both shrug. Why would you have expected anything else? Both of you move over to the Scion and settle to your knees in front of his sack... the whole demon is enormous and his balls are huge even in comparison to the rest of him... the one in front of you is almost as big as your whole torso! You lean forward and begin rubbing your hands over it as Mallory does the same, both of you stroking and caressing. Mallory leans in and begins nuzzling around the large sheath and after a moment you follow his example, even giving a few licks against the surprisingly soft fur. As you lean in the smell hits you... deep and rich and musky and somehow almost sweet. \n\nThe smell is quite literally intoxicating, wrapping around your brain and quickly eroding what was left of your reticence about your task. You and Mallory both begin giving soft, cooing moans as you press in closer to those big, furry balls, rubbing yourselves against them and rubbing your faces against the base of the sack and that sheath. Your cock has grown stiff and lifted your loincloth, and without a second thought you undo it and your swordbelt and toss both aside so you can press your cock up against the Scion's sack, rubbing yourself against it. Mallory's long, thick shaft is jutting out of his panties, which are left cupping his large balls as he too writhes against one of the bigger demon's testicle.\n\nGradually that thick-furred sheath swells, and then begins to slip out its glistening red package, the Scion's inhuman cock slowly emerging and jutting out over both of your heads. 'Person-sized' seems one of the only really fitting adjectives for it... you can't even imagine that thing inside you, but you find yourself wanting it inside you all the same. You and Mallory both rise up to your feet and begin stroking your hands along it almost worshipfully, leaning in to lick it, caress it with your tongues, kiss it. Mallory wraps his leather-sheathed arms around it and begins stroking it back and forth while you move to kiss and lick closer to where it emerges from the sheath, your eyes rolled up to look up at the Scion through your lashes. You both rub your bodies against the slick length, moaning and gasping, occasional little gasps of "It's so big!" and "I want it, I wish it was in me" escaping one or the other of you.\n\nFinally the Scion gives a low grunt and thumps a hoof against the ground, enough to send you both stumbling to collapse on the ground in front of him, sprawled braced back on your hands with your legs spread and cocks jutting up in front of you. He reaches down and gives his huge cock a single stroke before it begins going off like an actual geyser, streamers made of what must each be a gallon of cum splashing across you and Mallory, splatting heavily and coating your bodies. Both of you squeal loudly, jerking your hips frantically in need as you're gradually covered in a thick layer of cum, enough to obscure your features and turn you both into gooey white messes.\n\nMallory lurches towards you and bends you forward, his cum-coated body splurching against yours, his cock making a squelching noise as it plunges into your ass. You gurgle happily through the layer of demon jizz covering your mouth as your lover begins pounding away at you frantically, your seed-glazed dick dripping on the dirt and adding some o your own cum to that already coating you. After several minutes Mallory topples back and you quickly wheel around, pressing gooily atop him and thrusting into his ass in turn. The Scion watches you both mindlessly fucking each other, almost idly stroking his own cock as he observes, occasionally sending a few more bucketfuls of potent demonic cum out to keep both of you completely covered.\n\nYou're don't remember passing out, but you're waking up all of a sudden, blinking and looking around blearily... there's no sign of the Scion of Astaroth, even his cave seems to be gone. You look down at yourself... you're still wearing just your scalemail bikini top, but otherwise you seem to be clean. You turn to the equally immaculate Mallory and give his shoulder a shake. "Mallory! Mallory!"\n\n"Mmmf." He sits up and rubs at his eyes a bit, yawning, then blinking repeatedly. He does much the same look around that you did, then hunhs. "Well... I guess the Coat of Passage wasn't so much a magic item as... a spell contained in the Scion's cum." He clambers to his feet, looking at his hands. "I can sort of sense it... it's become a part of our auras. It might have overwhelmed just a normal demon, but since my aura was bonded to yours while we fucked..."\n\nYou get up as well, moving over to where you set aside your loincloth and swordbelt. "It's a lot easier to breathe, too, and I don't feel so... wrong," you add. "I think it helped adapt me to this place a little." As you're in the midst of bending to retrieve your things, you gasp a little as you feel Mallory press up behind you, the sound turning into a moan as he pushes his cock into your ass.\n\n"Jamiiiiie," he practically whines as he begins thrusting slowly, his pace quickly growing faster though as he moans in your ear. "That cock was sooooo biiiiiig!"\n\n"Oh, oh fuck, it was," you groan back, reaching between your legs to seize your own and start stroking it, bracing your other hand against a rock. "It was so big, I think it was bigger than me, fuuuuck!"\n\n"I want a cock that big in me," Mallory gasps out as he desperately fucks your ass. "I want a cock that big stuffed inside me while I fuck your pussy, Jamie, I love you, I love cocks!"\n\n"I love you and I love cocks too!" Well, you guess that's probably pretty romantic for a sex-crazed race of demons.\n\n<hr>\n[[On to the vault.|QOInc2x10]]

Hm... if she just did what you told her when you told her, that would probably make it a lot easier to cover up than some big change, but you wouldn't have to use the app every time.\n\n"Mom, from now on, you'll find it natural to do whatever I ask you to do. You'll still think and react as normal, especially around other people, but you'll just be unable to resist thinking you need to do everything I tell you to."\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\nYou hesitate briefly, then add, "Put your clothes back on." You're planning on having her remove at least some of them here in a minute again anyway, but you sort of want to set the scene.\n\nOnce she's pulled her sleep clothes back on, you say, "When I count to three and say 'wake up', you'll wake up. You won't remember being hypnotized or why you came in here, but you'll still obey all the orders I gave you while you were under. One, two, three, wake up."\n\nYour mother blinks several times as her eyes clear, and she glances back and forth, before giving a nervous laugh. "Oh dear, I think I had a 'senior moment'! I completely forgot why I came in here, Jamie!"\n\n"It's fine," you say. You lick your lips, but decide to take the risk, lifting your ass off the bed and sliding your pants down, your stiff cock springing free. Your mother's eyes widen in shock at the sight, which makes you a little nervous, but nevertheless you sit back some and spread your legs. "Suck me off, Mom."\n\n"Oh, um, well... alright," she answers, her face going red... but all the same she immediately steps forward and kneels down in front of you, murmuring a soft 'oh dear' before sliding her mouth over your cockhead and starting to bob her head up and down, her tongue rolling around your sensitive tip.\n\nYou gasp out loudly, shivering at the pleasure. Holy crap, it really worked! Obviously she's super embarrassed to be sucking her own son's cock even as she does it, peeking up at you sheepishly as she works more and more of your shaft past her lips, but she's doing it anyway because you ordered her to. Biting your lower lip, you stroke a hand over her hair before murmuring, "L-... lick my balls."\n\n"Yes, dear," she murmurs back as she raises her head, cheeks still red as she ducks down and starts working her tongue over your sack instead. Her tongue rolls and lolls over your balls, her lips occasionally pressing so she can give them a suck or a kiss... apparently despite being embarrassed and a bit humiliated to be ordered to suck her own son's cock, the affection still comes through. \n\nYou start panting as she works you up more and more. "P-pay some attention to my cock too," you order almost absently, letting out a moan as she obeys without verbal acknowledgement this time, moving up to start giving little sucks and long licks along your shaft, alternating between that and tongue-washing your balls. It's not long before you feel yourself getting close, and in a sudden flash of lewd inspiration you murmur, "Jerk me off on your face, Mom."\n\n"O-okay," she acknowledges, flushing anew as she wraps a hand around your shaft and starts pumping quickly. It doesn't take long before you moan and start firing long ropes of cum all over her face, your mother letting out a little squeak at the first splatter, but then simply closing her eyes and continuing to stroke you off, urging you to spill the rest of your load all over her pretty, mature face.\n\n"Ah... wow," you murmur, shivering. Though her hand has stopped, your cock is still nice and stiff in it. Swallowing, you look down at her and say, "Take off your pants and get on all fours on the bed, Mom."\n\n"W-well, if you say so, darling," your mother says, even as she stands and hooks her thumbs into the pants, slipping them down over her hips and once more letting them drop on the floor. "B-but, I really don't think you should... f-fuck me," she adds, blushing brighter even as she gets up onto the bed and obediently lifts her ass in the air a bit. "It's... not a safe day," she adds in a murmur.\n\n<hr>\n[[Dammit. Later then.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Other hole!|QOSJ]]\n\n[[... Different alternative!|QOSJ]]\n\n[[....... That's fine!|QOSJ]]

"Y-yeah," you admit, raising a hand to point. "I tried to make you feel like scratching your belly... then touch your ear."\n\nMaya blinks, then yanks her hand down from her ear as if burned. "Wait, seriously?"\n\n"Yeah, seriously, I'm not making it up."\n\nShe stares at you for a moment, then says, "Okay, try it again. This time try to make it something I'd notice doing."\n\n"... Okay."\n\nShe stares at you expectantly, and when nothing happens after a moment huffs. "Nothing. Okay, I think I'm gonna go get a coke, you want a grape soda?" she asks, setting the book aside as she stands up and heads out the door. You hear her footsteps padding lightly down the hall... then pausing... and then a mad scramble back, where she practically slams against the doorframe leaning in. "Wait, did you do that?!"\n\nAt your sheepish nod, she just stares, then puts both hands to her head. "Oh wow. I was sitting there <i>looking</i> for it and I didn't even notice."\n\n"S-sorry."\n\n"No, it's okay! Jamie, this... this actually works!" she says excitedly, grabbing the book and flipping back to the page with the spell. "Who knows if the others do, but this one does! Jamie, we could change the world with this ability!"\n\n"Maya, I dunno..."\n\n"But it's foolproof, if other people don't know it exists, they won't even question why they're doing things, they'll just do them! Businesspeople, politicians, <i>world leaders</i>! Think of all the good we could do! ... Or at least changes we could make," she adds in a slightly more thoughtful tone. She considers for a moment, then shoves the book at you. "Here, cast it on me!"\n\n"Maya!" you yelp at having the book foisted into your hands.\n\n"Come on, Jamie! With the two of us using this power, we can do so much! Cast it on me!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Cast it.|QOBook]]\n\n[[That's a bad idea.|QOBook]]

"No it didn't work," you say, rolling your eyes. "Did you really expect it to?"\n\n"I mean I guess there was a tiny bit of hope. Itsy," Maya admits with a grin, holding up her thumb and forefinger barely apart. Then she clambers to her feet, heading for the door.\n\n"Huh? Where are you going?" you ask with a blink.\n\n"To get the Two Towers bluray. You were gonna ask to watch it, right?"\n\n"... yeah."\n\nWell obviously if you had your way you'd want to watch the full trilogy but 9+ hours at one go is a little much even for the summer. You brood a little over Maya being able to predict you so accurately, but eventually get over it... she is your childhood friend, after all, you guess that's to be expected. After the movie's over you chat a bit more before heading home, with vague plans to text and see each other again soon.\n\nReturning home, you exchange brief pleasantries with your mother on the way through the house to your room. (For some reason she's started asking "So did you and Maya talk about anything <i>interesting</i> today?" lately. No clue what that's about. Maybe she's checking to see if Maya's offering you drugs or something.) You stop in front of your mirror, then snort a bit as you remember the spellbook. "Oooo, yeah, I'll turn into stuff if I believe this," you declare in a slightly mocking voice, lifting your hands to the side of your head and wiggling them a bit. "Like a complete jackass!"\n\nThe change happens exceedingly rapidly, and yet you can feel every bit of it. Your face elongating, nose bulging and merging into your new muzzle, ears lengthening and coming to points, fur sprouting all over your body. Your belly and middle bulging and rounding, tearing apart your shirt and jeans, your underwear torn to shreds as your balls expand and your cock thickens and lengthens, the head flaring even as it's pulled inside its new sheath. You're dropping forward onto your hands as they near-instantly become hooves, your feet doing the same and tearing your shoes a bit in the process, your new tail flicking above your now large, grey-brown-furred rear as your bared asshole thickens and turns black.\n\nIt all happens in about a second, and you're left staring at an actual donkey in the mirror, jaw sagged open and a few scraps of clothing still draped along it here and there.\n\n"Jamie! What are you doing up there?! Sounds like you brought a horse home!" your mother calls up.\n\n"Uh, nothing!" you call back without thinking, your voice thicker and heavier, but there nevertheless. "I, uh, dropped something, sorry!"\n\n"... Honey are you alright?" your mother asks after a brief pause. "You sound really congested, did Maya have a cold or something?"\n\n"No, no! Uh, probably just allergies!" you answer, still in shock watching the donkey in the mirror's lips move with the words.\n\n"Well take something after dinner then, hon."\n\nYou stand there staring for a moment, then almost desperately try to turn back into yourself. With the same rapidity that nevertheless lets you feel all the changes, you wheel back upright, almost staggering and finding your same, normal self looking back from the mirror, albeit naked (and sort of half-wearing one sneaker now). "Wait... seriously?" you breathe aloud, patting yourself down. "It worked?"\n\nAfter a few moments you decide to try again, albeit with something less, uh, noisy. You stand in front of the mirror and will yourself to turn into a cat... and just like that, you're instantly sprouting fur, once again growing a muzzle, fingers curling into paws, your cock pulling back into a sheath above furry balls, etc. etc. You turn back and forth in front of the mirror, swishing your tail... you can move easily and naturally like you'd always been a cat. Although... what kind of cat are you? You kind of have the same hair color you had as a human, but otherwise you just look like... a cat. You actually make an effort to think of more specific kinds of cat, and find you can become a Tuxedo, a Persian, and even a Calico (no problems with rarity there). Although that does beg another question...\n\nTurning back into yourself, you hesitate for just a moment before willing yourself to turn into a girl. And just as fast you can feel yourself shifting, hips and shoulders changing their curves, cheeks and chin doing the same, your cock shrinking away and disappearing and the area between your legs plumping and parting. Yup, you think, stunned again... you look like, well, you, but a girl. Changing back into a guy, you try a few smaller changes, blushing as you make your cock bigger, then actually giving yourself the cock you had as a donkey, with heavy furred balls and a long, flare-headed shaft draping out of a sheath. While intensely ego-boosting, it's also a bit strange, and you quickly turn back to normal.\n\n'So it's not just turning wholly into other things, I can change my body pretty much however I want,' you think, staring at your currently 'regular' naked self in the mirror. '... Well, I guess "myself but with a donkey dick" counts as changing into something else, technically? ... I wonder if it only works for living things?'\n\nYou're a little scared to try this, because what if it works too well and you can't change back? But considering you could talk as a donkey, you have the feeling the magic on this is pretty far-reaching. Glancing around, you spot a Kirito figma on your shelf. Deciding that makes as good a test as anything, you will yourself to become a copy of it. The change is just as fast as before but definitely stranger and more intense... you can actually feel your insides turning solid and plastic, your skin hardening as it pushes outward and assumes the look of the Black Swordsman's outfit, your face turning into a molded thing with painted-on eyes. You stand there on the floor, tiny and immobile for a moment, before trying to move. Ah... yup, you can move all the Figma joints, thank goodness they're so articulated. Actually it looks like you can move the parts of you that aren't designed to bend too, like some of your fingers, just that they do so in kind of a weird, stretchy way. After some more thought, you turn back into yourself, then try turning into something more solid.\n\nChanging into a simple solid plastic cube is even stranger than changing into an action figure was. You can feel yourself being pulled in, turning smooth and solid again, but this time without anything like a face or eyes your perceptions change a lot. You can sort of 'see' all around yourself, from every angle of your outer planes, even the one on the floor, except it's not like seeing is normally. Probably better to say you 'perceive'. There's the sense of feeling the floor, but also <i>tasting</i> it, which should be kind of gross but since it's all blended into a single sense of perception you find it really doesn't bother you. You also find you can move a bit if you try, but it's difficult... it involves a lot of shaking and wiggling, and can basically just barely manage, with a lot of effort, to turn yourself over onto another face. After that you change back to yourself and sit down on the bed, just taking it all in.\n\nThe spell worked. The spell worked and now you've got completely OP shapeshifting powers. Holy crap. You're a shapeshifter! You can do... whatever you want!\n\n... Y'know, as long as your parents don't find out. Because you're pretty sure that would be something that would not be fun at all but instead awkward and uncomfortable. In fact you can't help but want to keep this entirely to yourself for the time being, at least until you've done <i>some</i>thing interesting with it.\n\nSo what interesting thing to do, is the question?\n\n<hr>\n[[Explore on your own a bit.|QOBook25x1]]\n\n[[Do something involving another person.|QOBook24x2]]

The next day is even quieter than usual... in fact things go so smoothly you have to wonder if there was a bit of manipulation there, where everything is just seeming particularly normal because the incubus couldn't drum up the concentration to twist it into perversity. You reflect that spring break is drawing to its end as you pass the time (today deciding to wear your panties under your jeans), and wonder how this odd little relationship(?) will continue or change when you're having to get up and go to school the next day. You suppose it doesn't have to, but it feels very weird to think of going to high school classes in the day after spending the night getting fucked by a (really kind of adorable) demon.\n\nAs is the usual now, you get dressed in the rest of your lingerie that night, carefully checking that the door is closed and dimming the lights. When you turn around, you're surprised to see that Mal is already standing there... and wearing some lingerie of his own. It's deep black of course, a babydoll top with a lacy part that hugs his chest and a translucent drape around the sides, and satin-fronted, black rose lace-topped panties hugging up against the bulge of his cock. His stockings look more like leather, though, hugging his legs a bit more like boots, though they leave his heels and toes bare. He's got black lace shoulder-high gloves on as well, his fingers left bare. He's even got on a lacy black choker, and as you watch his tail lashes nervously through the air behind him and he rubs a toe against the floor, fingering the edge of the babydoll's drape as he glances aside. "... Hi." Apparently noticing he's fiddling with his babydoll, he drops it quickly... then begins swirling a piece of his long black hair around his finger instead.\n\n"Hi Mal," you greet, trying not to smile too much since he seems so nervous.\n\n"Well. Y'know. Since you went and wasted your wish on a stupid kiss, like an idiot, I felt sort of dumb about it too, so I thought I'd... at least dress up for you some," he mutters, squirming in place.\n\n"It's really pretty," you reply, letting your smile grow as you look him up and down, unable to help your eyes lingering briefly on the bulge in his panties, but the rest is just as adorable. "Thank you for doing this for me, since you didn't have to, it's... well, it's sweet."\n\nHis head jerks up some, the red of his cheeks intensifying and his tail briefly sticking out straight. "It didn't exactly take a ton of effort!" he huffs, then looks up at you through his lashes, adding in a sulky mutter, "And, um... and I thought... if you wanted... y'know... since you didn't get much mileage out of your wish... that... you could... just for tonight..." He trails off into muttering, hunching his shoulders and looking down.\n\n"Huh?" You blink some, stepping closer and leaning in, hands tucking behind your back. "Sorry, I couldn't hear you."\n\n"Nnnnnh." He presses his lips together and clenches his fists so tight his whole body trembles, before he points at you and blurts, "You... you can be on top tonight!"\n\n... Oh!\n\n<hr>\n[[Accept.|QOInc2x3]]\n\n[[Bottom again.|QOInc]]

"Um. Wow." You blush brightly yourself, your cock hardening further inside your panties as you start doing some of your own squirming. "Well, I... I guess I'd kind of like that. I mean, it will be something different, and... and I want to try new things with you, so..."\n\n"Oh geeeez," Mal groans, rubbing his face with both hands, then huffing and stepping forward. "Just shut up, you idiot," he mutters before kissing you again. You mmf a bit in surprise, then close your eyes and slide your arm around him. His tongue slides into your mouth again, and you can feel it shift as he moans from your hands stroking over his back and then sliding down to squeeze his ass. He returns the favor, hands stroking over your butt and then around, fondling your balls and stiff cock through the material of your panties, making you whimper softly.\n\nAfter a few minutes of making out, Mallory pulls away... to sink down to his knees, visibly biting his lower lip as he pulls down the front of your panties and lets your cock spring free. He leans in and drags his dark, purplish tongue along it, making you shiver at the extremely hot and very wet feel of it on your sensitive prick. He ducks his head a bit further forward, nuzzling at your balls and then stroking his tongue along them, before it darkens further, turning truly black as it thins and lengthens. It's a little startling, almost making you jump, but you're quickly distracted by the way it begins curling around your balls, occasionally wrapping at the base and squeezing them, making you gasp.\n\nOnce he's played with your balls for awhile, he draws back and slides his lengthened, fork-tipped tongue up the length of your cock, his red eyes rolled up to watch your face as he does. Getting to the tip, he slides his mouth back down over it so smoothly that it may as well be him saying 'What the hell is a gag reflex?', leaving you trembling at the feel of his throat around your cock. Of course once he coils that long tongue in a spiral and gives your prick a squeeze with it, you can't hold back and longer and give a long moan as you start spilling your load down his throat. He gulps it down easily enough, but obviously isn't done with you. He begins bobbing his head smoothly, cheeks hollowing a little as he sucks, that tongue squeezing and stroking up and down along your shaft, those glowing red eyes watching your face all the while.\n\nWith that combination of a really expert blowjob and (what feels like) a really expert handjob, it's not surprising that over the next handful of minutes he wrings two more orgasms out of you, each time swallowing a little harder and faster as your cum spurts into his mouth. After that he pulls away, mouth drawing off of you first and then tongue uncoiling, pulling back into his mouth and presumably resuming its default shape. He stands up, hesitates briefly as if considering his next move, then makes his way to the bed. You turn to watch as he clambers up onto it on his knees, then bites his lower lip as he slides his panties down and around his knees. Leaning forward to rest on his chest, he reaches back with one hand to spread his asscheek, showing off his red pucker to you. "W-well, c'mon! Don't you wanna fuck my pu-..." He squirms in embarrassment, then glances aside, pooching his lips out again as he mutters, "... Fuck my pussy."\n\nGiggling, which only makes him give another little huff, you climb up onto the bed behind him. You nudge his hand away to stroke your own hands over his ass, squeezing and working it, watching his tail squirm and lash in response. You lean forward over him and kiss one of the points of his ears (actually making him whimper) before you shift and finally nudge your cock up against his asshole. You slowly start pushing inside, both of you gasping almost in unison, you from the feeling of finally knowing what it's like to penetrate instead of be penetrated. You keep going forward slowly, taking your time and enjoying how hot and tight he is, your hands sliding up and down his belly and then pushing up the top of his babydoll, toying with his nipples gently.\n\n"Ohyes, oh fuck," Mallory whimpers as you start working your hips, the demon gradually abandoning himself like you once did as your merely mortal and rather more modest cock thrusts into his ass. "J-Jamie, you feel really good in my pussy, oh, oh, your fingers, ah!" he gasps out as you lightly tweak the stiff nubs of his nipples, then swirl your fingertips around the surprisingly puffy areola surrounding them. He whimpers loudly as you gradually pick up the pace, until he cries out and splashes one of his typical thick, voluminous loads against your sheets, his asshole tightening and trembling around you, setting you off with your own cry as you fill him with cum. You pull out and, taking the lead for the first time, push him over onto his back, determined to take him like he's taken you so many times... with one little difference of course. As you slide between his legs and push into his ass to start fucking him like a girl, you lean forward and kiss him deeply again, the two of you moaning and gasping in rather feminine tones as you fuck him, his big demon cock rubbing against your belly until it finally goes off and smears the both of you with his seed, you painting his own ass again shortly after.\n\n<hr>\n[[And thusly for several hours.|QOInc2x4]]

Maya would definitely never expect you to be able to shapeshift into something that's not even alive! Heck, you were shocked to find you could do it even once you found out the spell had worked, and she doesn't even know that.\n\nOkay, think think think. Alright, there's two ways to approach this... either sending her a new item (which would be you) and getting her to take it and, hopefully, use it, or getting inside her house and replacing something that's already there.\n\n<hr>\n[[Gift yourself to her.|QOBook24x6]]\n\n[[Replace something of hers.|QOBook]]

"Um, well," you start slowly, sinking down to sit on the edge of the bed, your cheeks coloring. "I think I'd like... a kiss?"\n\n"... Eh?" The demon blinks, turning his head a bit to look at you, confusion written all over his face. He turns towards you. "Ah, no girl, I don't think you get it, I'm offering you all sorts of things that can be done with magic, just about anything your little mortal mind can imagine."\n\n"No, I got that," you say in embarrassment, ducking your head a little. "But, um... I just want you to kiss me."\n\n"... Why?" he says blankly. Wait, is his face a bit redder than before? ... Is he blushing?\n\n"Well... I guess I've just really enjoyed all of the stuff we've done, even if I didn't admit it at first, and I want to keep doing it," you murmur, your own face turning fairly red as well. "But, um, you've never actually kissed me, and I'd kind of like you to, is all."\n\n"..." The incubus stares at you for a moment more, then looks away, pooching his lips out a bit and tapping his index fingers together. "No one's ever asked for a kiss before," he says in an almost sulky tone.\n\n"Really? Um... sorry, if you can't do it..."\n\n"O-of course I can do it!" he snaps back, wheeling around to face you and pointing. "It's just a ki-kiss, right?! Anyone can do that! S-stop saying I can't do stuff, mortal!"\n\n"Okay," you reply with a little blink. This seems a little familiar somehow. Maybe one of your Japanese animes...?\n\n"S-so fine, a kiss!" The demon trots over and plops himself down on the bed beside you, then promptly sits there and squirms. You notice he's reverted his cock to the shape and size it was the first night, too... maybe he needs to concentrate at least a little to keep the horse shape, and you do seem to have rattled him pretty good. He stares down at his lap, wriggling around, his tail lashing as he makes little 'nnh' noises, obviously having to work up to it despite all his big talk. He lifts his head and starts to lean in, then pauses and draws back, tapping his index fingertips together again. "Um. ... M-my name's Malorinimaxira. ... Just 'Mal' or 'Mallory' is okay."\n\n"Oh." You blink at that, then smile. "Okay, great. It's nice to know your name."\n\n"W-well it just seems weird to kiss someone without telling them your name so don't think too much of it!" the incubus huffs, looking away and pooching out his lips briefly again. Then he takes a deep breath and turns back to you, swiftly moving in and pressing his lips against yours. You almost jump at the suddenness of it after all that waffling, but quickly close your eyes and lean in, raising a hand up to brush along one of his arms where his hands are pressing into his lap. Gradually the kiss deepens, your tongue touching against his and sliding in a slow circle-\n\nUntil the incubus suddenly shoves you down onto your back, giving a little yowl of frustration as he pounces on top of you. "HNYAAAA! You fucking weird human!" he cries as he yanks aside the crotch of your panties and slams his cock into you, making you cry out in pleasure as he starts fucking away at you almost frantically, pounding away at your ass and driving you into the bed as he chants "You weird fucking human you weird fucking human you weird fucking human!" over and over again. \n\nThe night proceeds much like the previous ones have, except instead of the usual smug, collected verbal abuse it mostly seems to be huffy, flustered variants on calling you a weirdo. ... Apparently that does it for you too, though, as you cum over and over again, your cock spurting into your panties or against your belly or onto the sheets as the incubus pounds away at you. Except somewhere in the middle there he kisses you again, muffling your gasps and cries of pleasure as his tongue works your mouth, his thrusts taking on an even more desperate edge before he finally cums inside you. As you're laying there twitching and moaning, he sits up from the kiss, eyes heavy-lidded and lips parted, giving a satisfied little huff... then squealing almost in dismay and clutching at this cheeks, before vanishing in a sudden puff of black smoke.\n\n... Well fuck, he's really cute isn't he?\n\n<hr>\n[[The next night...|QOInc2x2]]

"It sounds like the Regalia of Astaroth would be better," you decide after a few moments' thought, then give him a smile. "Besides, unless you intend to get another human boyfriend, this might be your only chance to get it."\n\n"Aaaa, Jamie you're the best!" Mallory squeals, tucking his fists under his chin while wiggling delightedly. He leaps to his feet and grabs your hands, tugging you up. "C'mon, let's go!"\n\n"Right now?" you squeak.\n\nHe pauses, then drops his hands and starts squirming nervously. "Right. I guess you'd need to say goodbye, or whatever. I... just got excited."\n\nYou consider again. If you told your family and friends you were leaving, they'd try to stop you... if you said why and with who, they'd probably lock you in a psychiatric hospital. You doubt that could stop Mallory from coming to get you, but it seems like a lot of unnecessary heartache on everyone's parts for no real gain. And spending another day with them knowing it would be the last without actually saying it... you slowly shake your head. "No... I guess now's best. Can you... can you make it so they don't remember me, so they won't be sad?"\n\n"Sure!" Mallory chirps, leaning forward to kiss your cheek, obviously not quite getting why you'd want that but happy enough to do it for you.\n\n"So should I pack, or...?"\n\nHe shakes his head. "Most mortal stuff can't survive the transition from here to the lower planes, it gets burned up. You won't because your soul protects you, but I doubt any of your clothes or anything would make the trip. I'll give you something to wear when we get there."\n\nWell, fair enough. After a moment you strip off the pretty lingerie you bought for Mallory... the thought that you can't take it with you as a memento is sad, but it would be even sadder for it to get burned up. Laying it on the bed and stepping over to Mallory's side naked, you reach out to take his hand. "Okay, I'm ready."\n\n"Let's goooo!" he chirps happily, pointing ahead, a swirling portal of fire opening in front of him. You yelp a bit as he leaps forward into it and hauls you with him, and okay maybe you scream a little as you go tumbling and wheeling down a long tunnel of flames.\n\nFinally the fiery passage ends and you thud into the ground, rolling a bit with a loud 'oof'. Wincing, you shift your muscles enough to realize that it was more jarring than painful, and slowly get to your feet, feeling your hair brush around your shoulders and past. Geez, did Mallory make it longer again? You turn your head to try and catch a glimpse, then notice your own body. You look down and find that you're wearing some sort of... scalemail bikini. You give a yelp of indignation at the sight of the little scalemail triangles covering your chest and the front flap of a loincloth of them covering your crotch, trying to both cover yourself and turn around, the sword at your belt thumping against the side of your half-bare butt. "Mallory what did you put me in?!"\n\n"Ahahahahaha!" You look over and spot your incubus lover, standing with feet apart and hands on his girly hips. He's changed his clothing too, still with the same open-heeled-and-toed leather stockings, but the gloves have been made black leather to match, and he's wearing a hip-riding pair of black leather panties that hug his significant bulge and a sleeveless, midriff-baring black leather top in addition to a black leather choker. "What's the matter? I think it looks good!" he says with a smirk, red eyes twinkling.\n\n"... It'll chafe!" you blurt, glaring at him with a red face and stomping your booted foot. At least the boots are pretty normal, although topped by fur. And it feels like you might be wearing a collar too. This demon you swear.\n\n"Eh? It shouldn't," he says with a blink, tilting his head. "Does it?"\n\nYou pause, then wiggle. Honestly, it feels sort of like silk... ... cool, smooth silk. No chafing that you can tell. Sighing, you lower your hands slowly. "Okay, okay. As long as you're happy. So what now?"\n\n"I put us down not too far from our first destination. The legend of the Regalia says 'One leads to Two accesses Three'. What that means is that if you have the knowledge of Astaroth's vault, you know about the two magic items that will allow you to get in safely and get the Regalia. Both the items and the vault are guarded by things that would be disaster for a demon... but a human doing it of their own free will should be able to manage. Let's go!" he adds, pointing in one direction and setting off, with you falling in behind him.\n\n"Mmf. It's hard to breathe here," you murmur, coughing just a little as you try your best to keep up with him, the scent of smoke heavy in your nose and mouth.\n\n"I know, m'sorry," Mallory replies as he falls back a bit and takes your hand again, kissing your cheek. "I put as many protection spells on you as I could. At least you should be able to keep going, even if you feel tired."\n\nIndeed you feel quite tired and sweaty by the time you arrive at your apparent destination, coming to stand on the edge of a large pond that looks like it's filled with... green jello? It's sort of clear and constantly wobbling... actually you can see the surface shift some. "What the heck...?"\n\n"Well, it looks just like a bunch of green slimes merged together, but they're actually enchanted to be much, well, moreso... any demon going in there would get their energy totally absorbed pretty quick," he explains, glaring at the surface. Then he grins. "But to you it'll just be like a normal green slime, pretty harmless! All you have to do is wade out and get that," he continues, pointing towards something glinting at the center of the pond at the bottom. "The Bracelet of Silver Stars. That's what will let the first guardian know that we're okay to let past."\n\n"So what's... a normal green slime do?" you ask dubiously.\n\n"Well. It'll definitely molest you a bunch," Mallory says after a moment's consideration. "Like probably a bunch. A whole bunch. But that should be it! Just don't start flailing around and upset them... if they get agitated there's definitely enough of them that it could be really dangerous, okay?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Nope, no way.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Well. Okay.|QOInc2x7]]

After a moment, you give a little huff and nod. "If it's the only way."\n\n"It'll be fine! Just keep it slow and steady, don't let it freak you out, grab the bracelet and walk back out. I promise it'll all be okay!"\n\nNodding, you slowly step forward and into the wobbling green pond. Instantly you can feel it starting to rub and squeeze, almost caress at your feet and ankles. Shuddering a little at the sensation, a strange mixture of pleasant and intensely creepy, you continue walking forward. It's a bit like walking through mud, but doesn't seem to give you as many problems with raising your feet to put them back in, making wet slurping and glopping noises as you walk forward but otherwise letting you move. "W-what's it doing?" you squeak as some of the green goo starts venturing higher up your legs as you get in up to your knees.\n\n"It's just absorbing your sweat! Don't worry!" Mallory calls back, hands cupped around his mouth despite you not being that far away.\n\nYou make a bit of a face, but continue on forward, trying your best to ignore the feeling of the gooey substance stroking and rubbing along your thighs. Of course the moment you're in deep enough it practically cups your balls, making you squeak again and fight the urge to jump... you're not supposed to agitate it, after all. You do your best to keep going forward calmly, even as the good fondling your sack has your cock stiffening and lifting the scalemail loincloth's front flap upward.\n\nAnd then you get in a few inches deeper, and the green slime slurps around your cock, enveloping completely and starting to suck and rub all around it, making you cry out... and then again as a wobbling, semisolid gush of the stuff starts pushing itself past your pucker, even as it squirms and rubs around your buttocks. "I-it's fucking me!" you gasp out, stopping still and shuddering for a moment, gasping as the slime pushes its jelly-like pseudopod deeper inside you.\n\n"Yeah they do that!" comes the call back.\n\nGritting your teeth, you force yourself to keep walking steadily forward, even as you get up to the waist in the goo that's now rubbing and stroking your entire lower body, that slimey tentacle pumping away inside your ass. You almost topple forward as you feel a strange new violation... it's pushing another tendril down the tip of your dick. You whimper as the slime starts fucking your urethra similarly to how it's fucking your ass, getting deeper and deeper inside you as you slowly walk forward. You can feel both giving occasional spurts inside you, too, your belly starting to gradually round out some from the slime gushing inside you. But eventually you arrive in front of the bracelet, the slime almost up to your chest, lapping at your stiff nipples beneath the scalemail bikini top... and you come to a shiver-inducing conclusion. "I... I'd have to go under to get it!"\n\n"You'll be okay! I put a breathing spell on you!" Mallory shouts. "You'll be fine, promise! Just get it!"\n\nOh man... you love him, but do you <i>trust</i> him? He's apparently wanted the Regalia of Astaroth for quite awhile... what if all this is a ploy to get you to get it for him? As much a question of the fear you feel at the thought of plunging completely into this rape-slime is the question... do you believe in Mallory?\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOInc2x8]]\n\n[[No.|QOInc3x1]]

After several more rounds you flop out to take a brief rest, closing your eyes and letting a contented smile curl your lips... only to be distracted by a sound. ... Crying? You blink your eyes open and sit up some, looking at Mallory who's sitting on the side of the bed, face in his hands as his shoulders shake. Hurrying to sit up, you scoot over beside him, putting your arms around him. "Mallory, what's wrong?"\n\nThat only seems to make it worse for a moment, his bawling increasing in intensity even as his tail wraps around him. Then he yanks his hands down and thumps them against his lap. "Y-you idiot!" he gasps through his tears. "You jerk! You made me fall in love with you!"\n\nThe confession stuns you, leaving you frozen in place for the moment. That's the first time anyone who wasn't a family member has ever said they love you, let alone that they're in love with you. Then you smile brightly, squeezing your arms around him tighter. "Mallory, I love you too!"\n\n"Oh noooooooooooooooo!" he wails, clutching the sides of his head, his tail squeezing around you and wriggling as if in happiness despite his apparent despair. "That just makes it <i>worse</i>!"\n\n"Why?" You rest your head on his shoulder, peering at him through your lashes, mouth taking on a worried set. "What's wrong? Why is that a bad thing?"\n\nHe sniffles, wiping a hand across his face. "Demons aren't supposed to fall in love. Especially not with mortals. If some other demon knew, it would give them a way to strike at me."\n\n"By threatening me?"\n\n"No... well, yes, that too." He winces, as if that hadn't even occurred to him, the thought obviously making him draw further in on himself. "But it's a magic thing too... the fact that we don't have those feelings, normally, provides us with a kind of shield from some enchantments. It's like having a big hole in your armor to be in love."\n\n"You're saying demons never fall in love?" you ask, voice quiet and sad.\n\n"Well obviously we <i>do</i>, idiot," he grumps, even as he drapes his arms around you and hugs you closer to him. "Just that it's like counting down to doom if anyone finds out about it. And if I keep coming here from my plane, someone will find out about it, and that's pretty much it for me, I'll wind up dead or someone's thrall or even worse."\n\nA shiver of fear runs through you at the thought of something happening to Mallory, and you squeeze him more tightly as well. "What can we do?"\n\n"Dunno... just dunno," he sniffles, leaning his head on yours.\n\n<hr>\n[[He should become human.|QOInc]]\n\n[[You should become a demon.|QOInc2x5]]\n\n[[You'll have to never see each other again.|QOInc]]

A thought begins to dawn on you. Slowly, still working it out, you ask, "Mallory... does that mean demons never have relationships?"\n\n"No, we have those all the time," he replies, shaking his head a bit. "Usually if the demons have something to offer each other. We can form attachments and even be affectionate with each other, just not actually fall in love."\n\n"How do they tell the difference?"\n\n"Well... you can't, really," he admits. "Most demons just assume that any relationship with each other is affection at best because falling in love is so rare." He blinks and sits up a little. "Why?"\n\n"So... if I was a demon, no one would think you were actually in love with me and you'd be safe," you say quietly, sitting up and looking into his eyes, watching them widen a little.\n\n"I... y-yeah, that'd work, that... but Jamie, you'd have to give up your normal life, and it's dangerous in the Hell-planes... you'd live forever and have powers, yeah, but you could wind up at the mercy of more powerful demons, or even angels or demon hunters. And it's not exactly great down there, there's a reason we like to come up as often as we can!"\n\n"And I'll do all that for you," you say simply as you lean forward and peck his lips.\n\nThat seems to leave him flabbergasted as he stares at you in shock for a moment. Then he springs forward and wraps his arms around you again, nuzzling his face against your shoulder and crying. "Waaaah! Jamie, I love you I love you I love you!"\n\n"I love you too, Mallory," you whisper, smiling and patting his back.\n\nOnce he's gotten that out of his system, he sits up and sniffles again before shaking his head. "It'll be tough, though. A demon can turn a mortal into a demon too, but only a demon less powerful than themselves. And I'm... not really that powerful, honestly. You'd probably wind up an imp."\n\n"An imp?"\n\n"They're smaller and... kinda dumb," he admits, wincing. "Some of them are basically just meat puppets for their masters' will. Obviously I wouldn't try to take yours, but... you might lose a lot in the transformation. Like, of yourself. I might be able to get you up to full demon form pretty quickly, but the stuff that got lost... I don't think you'd get it back."\n\n"Oh." You blink slowly. You have to admit that's a lot more intimidating than just the thought of becoming a demon period.\n\n"Yeah I don't like it either." Mallory sighs, resting his hands on the side of the bed and glowering at the floor, obviously thinking. Then his expression turns more hopeful. "There might be a way. An ancient set of demonic artifacts, the Regalia of Astaroth."\n\n"The Regalia of Astaroth? What are they?"\n\n"Three items of power that were created by one of the greatest demon lords in all the Hell-planes... the legends say that one day she just got tired of it all and moved to Earth, which isn't exactly as simple as it sounds, and should tell you how powerful she was. But she left her magic items in a secret place, waiting for some other demon to come along and make use of them if he could find them and make proper use of their power. But they've got more demonic energy in each of them than most modern demon lords have accumulated in thousands of years... they could easily transform you right from a human to a full demon!"\n\n"That sounds <i>way</i> better!" you have to agree, nodding enthusiastically. Then it dampens somewhat. "But if it's a lost secret..."\n\n"That's the thing, I know where they are," he says, his glowing red eyes glittering as he smiles. "It's a secret passed down in my line, but none of us have ever been able to go get it... because it requires the willing cooperation of a human!" Then he hesitates, worry coming over his face again. "... That's not to say it's not dangerous. It's really dangerous... going down to the Hell-planes as a human is near-suicidal. But... it might be our best chance to be together with you as, y'know... you."\n\n<hr>\n[[Become an imp.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Seek out the Regalia of Astaroth.|QOInc2x6]]

"Let's get right to it," Maya declares as the game unfreezes, again with that slightly wry expression saying that she was saying what the game prompted her to.\n\n"Good, good, let us not delay," High Elf Warrior says in a pleased tone.\n\nThe group heads down along the staircase, passing right by large arches that have '1' and '2' painted above them. Apparently the exposition cutscene is triggered, since Lizardkin Sorcerer says, "The upper floors that have been thoroughly explored have easy access from this central stair... it is only the deeper levels, or special branches, that cannot be accessed from it. This new opening may be such a special branch, even though it is only on the third floor."\n\n"Ah, though I would love the honor of exploring a special branch for myself, that is reserved for the proven adventurers," Warrior says a bit sadly. "Perhaps one day!"\n\n"Personally I'm fine with not exploring it myself," Halfling Healer pipes up in her cute voice, giving a soft huff. "There's apparently a special area on the fifth level that's suitable only for level <i>twenty</i> adventurers. For all we know, this one could be even worse!"\n\nLizardkin Sorcerer lets out a laugh. "Fret not, little friend, we won't be going in there in any event. We need only approach it, that apparently triggers the goblins to appear!"\n\nMaya raises her eyebrow and gives the camera a glance, and you shrug at her even though you know she can't see. Listening to characters talk about the world they live in with RPG mechanics is probably even weirder when you're hearing it from the inside like she is, you have to figure. "So we approach the entrance, kill the goblins, and get paid. Simple enough," she says, in a slightly 'yeah right' tone."\n\n"Indeed!" Warrior says as they walk through the arch labeled 'Three' and enter a large set of caverns that somehow looks a bit more like rocky outdoor terrain, complete with bushes and even a few trees growing here or there. A few times a couple of wobbling blue near-spheres of slime hop out and... well, wiggle threateningly... but all of them are taken care of by a few swings of Warrior's or Rog-, er, Maya's swords. \n\nThen Sorcerer points ahead. "Look, there is the opening into the special area."\n\n"Whoa," Maya says, starting to look really legitimately impressed. The 'special area' is a massive rent in the wall of the third-floor cavern, tinged with glowing blue ore veins that give off a steady, unearthly light and tinge the almost metallic-seeming, rough-textured walls leading inside. There are a number of rocks and bushes around it, though the closer they get to the opening the darker and more ominous they look, as if even the stones and plants were higher level near it.\n\n"And just as we were told, here come the goblins!" High Elf Warrior cries as skinny-limbed, potbellied green creatures wearing leather loincloths and shorts, wielding crude-looking spears and clubs, start springing from behind practically every possible hiding place and rushing towards them. The blonde woman raises her shield and points her sword at the oncoming rush. "To battle, friends!"\n\nYou have to admit, if this were an anime it would be a pretty good battle, albeit for low-level characters. High Elf Warrior really wades into them, laying about her with her sword, expertly parrying swings of clubs and thrown spears. Lizardkin Sorcerer flings around bolts of various colors, either setting goblins on fire or melting holes right through them, even freezing a few of them solid. Halfing Healer, as you might expect, hangs back, occasionally sending a little golden ball of light towards one of the others if they get struck or cut, and at one point swinging her staff at a goblin that gets too close, although she gives a particularly girly shriek as she does. Maya seems to be doing almost as good as any of them too, you notice, though she does seem a bit more awkward and pressed... you're not certain if it's because of her lower level, that her class isn't necessarily a forward-line one, that the game's not necessarily helping her all that much in this part, or a combination of all three. Either way, they seem to be doing pretty good!\n\nUntil the fight goes on for several long minutes. It starts to become obvious that the waves of goblins aren't actually stopping. Any time the adventurers defeat a fresh rush of them, there's at most a few seconds of breathing room before another, just as numerous wave rushes out from hiding. And you can't help but notice that every time, the goblins' weapons are starting to get better, they're starting to get accessories of primitive jewelry, and Maya's party members are starting to look more tired.\n\n"This isn't what goblins on the third level are supposed to be like!" Halfing Healer wails.\n\n"<i>Treachery?! Or mere bad luck?!</i>" the bombastic narrator booms, suddenly reappearing along with a fresh wave of goblins. "<i>Whichever it is, the party is sure to be overwhelmed by these goblins if it goes on like this! But what will happen?!</i>"\n\n<hr>\n[[THEY BREAK AND SCATTER!|QODigi]]\n\n[[THEY FLEE INTO THE SPECIAL ZONE!|QODigi]]\n\n[[THEY'RE SAVED BY HIGHER LEVEL ADVENTURERS!|QODigi]]\n\n[[THEY STAND AND FIGHT!|QODigi]]

Probably best to give her the party, yeah? You click on that option and the windows disappear, the screen undimming and everyone freezing. Almost instantly, Maya's approached by a group of three people... what looks like a young brown-haired girl in fairly modest white robes with a hood, although you do notice that the sides of the robe are slit to show her coltish legs, and a tall, lean man with a blunt, squarish muzzle and green scales all over, wearing purple robes that drape open in front to show that he's wearing a thong with a fairly bulging front. The two of them are led by a blonde elf wearing what could only be called a battle bikini, red armor plates on her shoulders and legs, and a pair of oblong ones on the fronts of her full breasts that are held on by blue straps of cloth... that somehow don't go across the middle. And of course there's a red armor plate decorated with a little gold flourish on the front of it to match the one on her round shield.\n\n<img src="images/HighElfWarrior.png">\n\n"Greetings, friend!" the elf calls. "I am High Elf Warrior. These are my party members, Halfling Healer and Lizardkin Sorcerer. Would you perhaps be thinking about taking the third floor goblin extermination quest?"\n\n"Ah, yeah, I was. I'm Human Rogue," Maya replies, then blinks, looking just a bit put-out. You're guessing she tried to say 'Maya' but the game made her give her race and class instead.\n\n"Oh good, we were hoping to pick up someone with your skills, just in case we run across any traps. There's not supposed to be anything <i>too</i> dangerous on the first three floors, but it's always best to be prepared, yes?" Warrior says cheerfully. "Would you care to join our party and carry out the quest with us?"\n\n"Yes, certainly," Maya answers, again looking just a little perplexed about her own words. She glances towards the 'camera' a bit, but doesn't seem overly bothered... it's probably just weird to have the game prompting her responses like that, you guess.\n\n"Very well then, welcome to the party!" As High Elf Warrior says the words, green namecards with their... well, their names... pop up above their heads, showing their levels and what you guess are their health bars as well. High Elf Warrior is level two, Halfling Healer is level three, and Lizardkin Sorcerer is level four. Aaand just for a nice sense of... symmetry? counter-y?... Maya, AKA Human Rogue, is level one. "We should get going, don't want someone else cleaning out all the goblins before we get there, eh?"\n\n"Riiiight," Maya says a bit dryly, but nevertheless follows after the trio as they head for the door, either of her own accord or by the game's urging.\n\nThe four of them leave the tavern, or guild, or whatever it is, and out into the street. You guess you shouldn't be surprised that what you assume is the dungeon is visible right away, a wide, round tower several stories tall, almost stereotypically styled as a classic fantasy castle. "So that's the dungeon, huh?" Maya says as they walk towards it. \n\n"Oh, is this your first time going?" High Elf Warrior asks.\n\n"That's actually the Dungeon Administration Building," Halfling Healer speaks up. "It's where the Dungeon Monitors watch over the dungeon and issue quests to the guild from. And where a lot of shops are."\n\n"Do you need to visit the shops before we descend, Rogue?" Lizardkin Sorcerer says in a slightly sibilant boom of a voice as they enter the tower, the base floor an almost entirely open area filled with stalls and stands kind of like an indoor farmer's market, or maybe some sort of swap meet, all of it surrounding a wide spiral staircase leading down. "There will be none below, since we are only going to the third floor."\n\nAgain the game goes dim and freezes, options popping up.\n\n<hr>\n[[SHOP FIRST.|QODigi]]\n\n[[DESCEND.|QODigi5x3]]

... You kinda think you see where this one's gonna go already. But Maya's being <i>so</i> insistent that she can handle whatever you choose that you're kind of wanting to see at what point she'll give and want to call it quits. Which, of course, means you'd immediately pull her out of the program before anything really bad happens.\n\nProbably.\n\nYou select the program, and the dungeon room shifts and changes, becoming something that looks more like the interior of a medieval tavern, albeit with part of the bar set up more like a hotel desk. Maya gives a surprised squeak as her nudity is suddenly covered up, albeit not by that much in some cases, since up top she gains a sleeveless, midriff-baring leather bit of "armor" with small metal pauldrons on the shoulders, what looks an awful lot like a matching leather thong, and high fingerless gloves and tall leather boots. At least a belt with a short sword also appears at her waist so she's not just, y'know... bait.\n\n"<i>GOBURIN EXTAMINATIOOOOON!</i>" booms a hot-blooded male voice in very heavy Engrish.\n\nMaya blinks at that, then gives a soft 'eep'. "I kinda think I see where this is going. Uh... okay, I am still <i>totally</i> on board with letting you pick whatever, but uh... safeword is 'pineapple', okay?"\n\n"Gotcha," you say into the microphone, admittedly a little pleased that you finally got her to see at least <i>some</i> sense. \n\n"<i>In the adventurer's guild of Otarascu, a city built around the opening of its greatest attraction... a dungeon!</i>" the narrator continues bombastically. "<i>A strange phenomenon that grows in the ground and generates monsters, magical items, and many things of great use that replenish themselves endlessly!</i>"\n\n"Oh, this sounds kind of more like Danmachi or Dungeon Meshi," Maya says, looking visibly relieved as she settles her hands on her hips... then blushing as that reminds her of how scantily-dressed she is in a public place, since there are now other adventurers moving around. "Maybe it's not as big a deal after all. Hey, did you pick something safe on purpose?"\n\nYou make a face, but before you can respond, the narrator continues. "<i>A new and unexplored branch of the dungeon has opened on the third floor... where it goes is uncertain! But the high level adventurers that will be sent to explore it do not wish to waste their time on mere third floor monsters as they travel to the new opening! 'Send our trash mobs to clean up their trash mobs!' cry the Gold Ranks! And so, enter newly-minted Copper Rank adventurer, Maya the Human Rogue!</i>"\n\n"... Hey," Maya mutters with a bit of a pout.\n\n"<i>A quest to clear out the low-level monsters on the third level... goblins! Nothing but swinging practice for anyone with a few levels under their belt! Still, they can be dangerous in large numbers... will brave young Maya arrogantly venture into the dungeon alone, so sure of her prowess?! Will she find a similar band of upstarts?!</i>"\n\n"This guy's really starting to get on my nerves," Maya mutters.\n\n"<i>Or will she even beg the help of an experienced adventurer, someone to mentor her, but who shall surely demand recompense for their time?! We! Shall! See!</i>" the narrator booms, before the scene dims, Maya and the other characters freezing in place as a trio of popups themed sort of like dungeon walls appears.\n\n<hr>\n[[GO IN ALONE.|QODigi]]\n\n[[FORM A PARTY.|QODigi5x2]]\n\n[[SEEK A MENTOR.|QODigi]]

You head down into the furnished basement of your farmhouse. Wow, it seems a lot bigger now that it's had proper lighting put in, there's a lot of space here! The cement of the floor has been polished up and sealed, and a handful of rugs have been put down here and there to make it more comfy and not so cavernous. Some furniture has been put in, a sofa and a couple of chairs. There's also an <<set $comefromdaybasement to false>>[[arcade cabinet|FGWLeisArcadeGame]] (wow, pretty good for what you paid for the refurnishing, really) and a ping-pong table. You guess that is sort of mandatory for a furnished basement, huh? And there's definitely plenty of room for it down here.<<if $labkitdiscovered is true>><br><br>The lab equipment from one of the boxes has been taken out and set up on a nice new metal table up against one wall. There are actually a lot more bottles, vials, and bits of equipment than you thought there'd be, and it looks like it's been set up so there's always something perpetually bubbling away. ... Presumably for the ambiance. You suppose you could [[mess with it|LabKitExperiment]] if you wanted. <<if $tentawaifu is true>>Or, well, Tentara will probably be there messing with it shortly, you could just [[wait for her|TentaraExperiment]]*...<<endif>><<endif>><<if $spiderdoordiscovered is true>><br><br>The odd little door off in one corner has been repaired and painted in bright, slightly childish colors, and now looks rather cheerful if slightly odd amidst the otherwise fairly plain cement floor and walls.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[day basement|BasementFurnishedDay]]<<endif>>

[[Men's locker room.|QODigiMayaMensLockerRoom]]

You suddenly have a mental image of some pretty, big-boobed woman with Pikachu ears and a tail. Shivering a little at the thought, you blush brightly, then cough into your hand. "Um... I think... I think I'd like an F-type Pikachu, please."\n\n"Well, alright, if you insist! But first, please come back here with me," Professor Oak says, turning and heading towards a doorway, beckoning for you to follow him. You follow him through, jumping just a little when the door slides closed behind you, then look around. This must be his bedroom... or at least you assume so since it has his bed in it. Then you stare as he shrugs out of his labcoat, pulls off his tie, and starts unbuttoning his shirt.\n\n"Uh... what are you doing?!" you squeak, taking a half-step back and almost bumping into the door, which remains closed. \n\n"I told you, didn't I? These are very valuable specimens, if I'm giving one up you're going to have to give me something in return." Oak undoes his pants and drops them, a surprisingly large cock springing free as he does. He reaches over to snag you by the arm and pulls you along with him as he moves to sit on the edge of the bed. He spreads his legs and pushes you to kneel between them, idly flipping your hat off your head as he does.\n\n"B-but I don't like guys!" you blurt, turning your head away from the pillar of manmeat practically thrust up against your face.\n\n"Sounds like a personal problem," Professor Oak says with a smirk, putting his hand on the back of your head and pushing you forward and down, pressing your face against his large, wrinkled sack. "Now, go on, get to licking. The sooner I spill a few loads, the sooner you'll have your Pikachu."\n\nConsidering the locked door, you're pretty sure just saying 'I changed my mind, I'll take a Charmander' won't exactly work here anyway. Hesitantly you stick your tongue out and touch it to the old man's balls, mmfing just a little in initial response at the salty taste. Still, you have to, so you have to, and you start licking at his sack, stroking your tongue awkwardly over his balls. You're not sure which is worse... closing your eyes so that you wind up concentrating on the taste, looking straight ahead and right at that cock resting practically on your face, or looking up at <i>his</i> face grinning down at you.\n\nHe tugs you up after several minutes of licking his balls, guiding your mouth towards the tip of his prick. For just a moment you squirm and resist, before he pushes you down and the cockhead slides into your mouth. You immediately gag a little at having a dick in your mouth, but have little time for fretting about that. "Go on, use your tongue, boy!" he orders, and you begin halfheartedly tonguing the underside of his cockhead, rubbing and working it back and forth. At his further urging, you roll your tongue around it in circles, making a face as that urges some pre out that smears all over your tongue.\n\nOak's hand pushes on the back of your head again, this time pressing you down. You resist a little, pressing your hands against his thighs, but it's more a token than anything else as he forces more of his cock past your lips every time. You gag again as his cock nudges the back of your throat. "Oh, come on, I know you can do better than that!" he enthuses, right before giving you a firm, steady push until his prick pushes open your throat and just keeps sliding it down, bulging it up on the outside until your nose is pressed against his crotch. You shudder, feeling a grown man's cock filling your throat, before he begins urging you to move again, lightly working his hips up to thrust into your mouth and throat. At least it's not too much longer before he pulls you back and strokes himself off with his other hand, though you wince and close one eye as he starts spurting his load all over your face.\n\nOak stands up and leans down, grabbing your hips and hauling you up to bend you over the bed, getting you to brace your hands on it. You bite back a complaint since you know what's coming by now, as he undoes your jeans and yanks them and your boxers down around your ankles, your limp cock falling free and dangling between your legs. You tense up as Oak's cockhead presses against your pucker, then grit your teeth as the saliva-slick length pushes your asshole open and starts sliding inside. You clench your fingers in the sheets and bear with it as he grips your hips and starts pumping away at you, working his cock deeper into your ass with every thrust, making your soft shaft wobble and sway under you until his large balls start smacking against your smaller sack. \n\nOak fucks your ass for a long time, apparently having spilt his strongest need all over your face. You alternately stare at the wall, bedspread, or even glance over your shoulder occasionally, trying your best to ignore the feeling of the long, thick cock stroking in and out of your ass, or his hands squeezing at your butt or hips. But finally he gives a long, low groan and thrusts forward, and you shiver at the feel of something hot and wet spreading deep inside your ass. You make a little 'nnf' noise as he pulls out and you can feel his cum dribbling down your taint and balls.\n\nMan, the games and anime never covered <i>this</i>.\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|oldQOPoke1x4]]

It's a fairly large one, the sort of wide all-one-level kind rather than being more compact and having multiple trays. As you pick it up you can hear clinking and sliding around inside... there's stuff in it? Curious, you set it down atop your dresser and then turn the simple, antique-looking key, which has a thin silver ring on it, until you hear a click and the top of the box opens just slightly. Swinging it open, you find...\n\n... a lot more keys. \n\nA bunch of different styles and kinds, ranging from what looks like the kind of house key you could go down to the hardware store and buy right now, to something that could go in an ancient dungeon door, although they're all sized about the same. You notice that underneath them are a couple of slightly tattered pieces of paper, and you brush away the keys to fish them out.\n\n'Best I can tell the keys will respawn randomly every time you close and lock the box. Sometimes some are familiar but mostly they're different. If you find one you wanna keep you've gotta put it on the key ring, but it will only hold two, try to put on more than that and they'll all get lost.\n\n<u>Make sure</u> you never lose the main key! That's the only way to get home if you go through a door. Damn thing likes to get a bit slippery though.\n\ncan use the keys on boxes or drawers instead, seems like you'll get something random from the world its from and usually that's safer but not always\n\nexperimenting is actually kind of addictive you really get the urge\n\ncareful\n\ngonna try this o'\n\nThe last of the little notes just has that last line written on it with a bit of a scribble trailing off. Uh... okay, kind of ominous. ... That couldn't possibly really work, could it? It was just someone, like, roleplaying with a big assortment of keys or something, right?\n\n... Well.\n\nCuriosity wins again because you head out to the garage, digging around for one of your dad's old toolboxes that has a lock on it. Carrying it back to your room, you set it down beside the jewelry box and pick up one of the keys at random... an antique-style, black, pointy thing with a pentagram topper. (At least when this doesn't work you can give it to your friend Maya as like a pendant, she'd probably love it.) It doesn't look like it will even fit as you bring it to the tool box's lock, but you're surprised when it slips into the hole smoothly, and without really thinking you turn it. There's a loud click of a lock being undone... even though the tool box was already unlocked and the sound was slightly too loud for it anyway. Slowly, you open the lid.\n\nThe trays and boxes inside the tool box have vanished, leaving it just an open square of metal inside. And resting in the bottom of it is a knife just as edgy and ultra-goth as the key was. It's one of those with the split blade, a twisted handle, and a fanged demon head for the base, rendered all in sleek black metal. Absolutely something that would be on sale for like fifty bucks at a store in the mall. Although... looking at it definitely gives you a slightly ominous feeling. But maybe that's just because it came from friggin' nowhere because you put a key in a lock.\n\nHoly crap it's true. The keys really are like... magic, or something!\n\nYou have to take a few breaths to calm down, briefly feeling light-headed. You're not even sure how you wound up with these keys, entirely, but it does look like they work like the notes said. ... You have to try them out. Even as cautious as you are, and despite the warning of the note, it's just way too exciting not to try them out.\n\n<hr>\n[[Close the toolbox.|QOKeys1x2]]\n\n[[Take the knife first.|QOKryz1x1]]

"Hey, what about Pikachu?" you ask, looking up from the Pokedex.\n\n"Pikachu?" Oak asks with a blink.\n\nAdmittedly, it's not like you ever played the old "gray brick" Gameboy Pokemon game, and getting Pikachu as a starter is something you're pretty sure they just invented for the anime, but with Selassa seeming so enamored of things, and obviously able to access more information about the franchise than just the game you gave her, you're sort of surprised. "I mean... do you just happen to have a Pikachu? Out of curiosity. I guess."\n\n"Well, actually, I do in fact have a Pikachu of each type," Professor Oak admits, rubbing the back of his neck. "I was hoping to use them in my research, but I suppose I could let you have one of them if you really wanted. They're not usually the most obedient sorts, though."\n\n"That's okay, I'll do my best to make friends with it," you answer. You admit you're a bit of a softy and always loved the 'true friends' aspect of Ash and Pikachu. Maybe Selassa's right and you should try to enjoy this, since she's apparently not letting you out of it any time soon.\n\n"Well. In each case, I'll have to ask you for something in return, since they are such valuable specimens. Which sort of Pikachu did you want...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[F-class.|oldQOPoke1x3]]

Despite the general societal bias against ever actually using the FAQ, you tap the highlighter green-yellow button. Immediately a long block of text pops up that, even as you start to read it, makes your eyes glaze over a little. It's kind of wordy and a little pretentious... can't they just give you a simple overview? Then you notice that there's another button that says 'Initiate helper genie?'\n\nGenie? ... Oh riiiight, you've seen that on some reeeally old programs, sometimes it would have a 'Helper genie' that would pop up text boxes telling you how to do things or doing certain stuff for you, or sometimes it was an 'Installer genie'. Anything other than popping up a text document when a button was clicked must have seemed like magic to someone for whom a taskbar was a new and wondrous thing... although you guess they still kind of do that and just call it the 'Setup wizard' now. Eh, sometimes you find stuff like that, some older programmer still clinging to ancient computer slang from the nineties. Well, whatever, as long as it initiates a tutorial or something, you think as you click the button.\n\nYou yelp as a roiling cloud of gray smoke and flashes of green-yellow light immediately pour out of your phone screen, whirling through the air and quickly solidifying into a human shape floating in the middle of your room. Well, humanoid. She's all in shades of grey and white, except for that same highlighter-ish green-yellow used as accents here and there... like her eyes. And the lines on her upswept horns. And the insides of the little pointy wings attached to her lower back. Her skin is shock white, her hair long and dark grey, and she's wearing a short-sleeved black hoodie with black sleeve-gloves that have white sparkles over them, as well as tight black running pants with white stripes down the side and a similar sparkly effect along the shins, as well as fancy-looking white high-top sneakers with more of those green-yellow accents. As you're staring at her slack-jawed, she nonchalantly blows a bubble with the gum she's chewing (which is the same highlighter color).\n\n<img src="images/Shoru.jpg">\n\n"You know, I think you might actually be the first person in the history of this program to actually use that button," she announces in a bland tone, pulling the popped bubble back in and resuming lightly chewing.\n\n"Buh... wuh... er... gah..."\n\nThe strange girl(?) just watches as your brain struggles to reboot, eventually drawing her hands out of the front pocket of her hoodies and pushing up the baggy part of her sleeve-glove, glancing at a smartwatch. "I have eternity, but still, today would be good."\n\n"Wh-... what are you?!" you finally manage to squeak out.\n\n"I'm the helper genie. Well, specifically, I'm the genie embedded in the app that makes it work. Name's Shoru. It's actually kind of weird to tell someone that, usually people don't communicate with me at all, I just do whatever they type in."\n\n"S-seriously? You're a genie?" You give your head a quick shake, then resume staring at her. "You're here to grant me three wishes because I rubbed my phone screen?!"\n\n"Ugh, no. First of all you didn't even rub the screen you tapped it," she says with a sigh, rolling her glowing, grey-scleraed eyes. "Second, I don't even know where that 'three wishes' thing came from, we grant as many as our master wants until he or she inevitably wrecks themselves. Third, I can't do all-encompassing wishes... I can only make changes to living things. Well, and stuff that's closely and currently attached to living things, like implants and clothes. Be kinda shitty if I couldn't get rid of a pacemaker if you asked me to make someone's bad heart healthy again, I guess."\n\n"Oh. Uh. Huh." You blink a few more times. "Um, well... nice to meet you, Shoru, I'm Jamie?" you try, for lack of anything better to say.\n\n"... 'Kay, nice to meet you." She pulls a hand out of her pocket again and leans down to offer it, the two of you shaking briefly.\n\n"Er, so, are you enslaved and held in this app somehow?" you ask after a moment, recalling another point of order you've heard about genies and djinns.\n\n"Nah. I mean that happens to us sometimes, but I actually volunteered. I enjoy changing the bodies and minds of mortals," she says, seeming proud... in a very subdued way. "My only problem is that the people who control me are usually really boring about it. It's just endless bigger tits and utter devotion, it's all really repetitive."\n\n"Huh. Sorry?"\n\n"Eh. Every so often someone at least mixes it up a little bit. But anyway, I've got a job to do, and it's carrying out your orders. Tell me what changes you'd like to make and I'll do it."\n\n"Uh... seriously? Any change at all, to anybody I can name?"\n\n"Yup," Shoru answers, pausing briefly to blow another bubble before continuing. "I mean I can even take direction by you pointing or just kind of generally describing someone, since you let me out... the app needs either a name or for you to be close by enough to use the 'Scan' feature, but since we're talking directly I can just work it out myself. But yeah, you, people you know, people you just know the name of, and I can do pretty much anything as long as it's related to changing a living person. Most masters go one of two ways, they either do a lot of careful testing and building up, or they go right for the main course. The latter tend to wreck out a little faster but the former can peter out before ever getting to have any real fun with it, just in case you were curious."\n\n<hr>\n[[Try changing yourself.|QONile]]\n\n[[Try changing someone close by.|QONile]]\n\n[[Try changing someone you know.|QONile]]\n\n[[Go for the big time.|QONile]]\n\n[[Play around with Shoru.|QONile]]

Somehow the allure of limited downloads is too much to resist... you have to be the last one to get this thing before it disappears forever, whatever the hell it is! You click buy, blinking a little as your phone quickly dings to indicate a download. Wow, that was fast. Especially since you're fairly certain you never gave it your account info for your phone... eh, you did input your phone number, it must have just used that.\n\nYou find that it's already added the app icon in a prominent place in the center of your screen... kinda presumptuous, but whatever. You tap it, and the screen immediately comes up with something... mostly blank. A light gray with only three things across the top, a search bar, a button saying 'Scan', and a little green circle with a question mark inside. Huh. Seems... really low-end considering what they were charging for it without your gift card.\n\n<hr>\n[[Try to figure it out on your own.|QOMPC1x1]]\n\n[[Hit the question mark.|QONile4x2]]

"I'm, um... the sampler thing is probably fine," you say after a moment, clearing your throat. "... Maybe like <i>some</i> of the other stuff?"\n\nTanya lets out a snort for that, standing up and thunking a hand atop your head to make you wobble it around. "There might <i>almost</i> be hope for you yet. You know what in that vein, scrub, I think I'll pick you up and take you to the party in style, instead of having Brandi pick the stuff up. That'll give you a nice little extra boost, yeah?"\n\n"Um. Thanks? I mean don't you have your own party to-"\n\n"I'm just gonna drop you off for fuck's sake. Besides, the benefit of being in charge is doing what you want, why else bother being in charge? Now geddoudahere."\n\nYou just almost ask 'in charge of what' but decide you <i>really</i> don't want to know and it's probably safer for you if you don't. Instead you, well, geddoudathere. Scurrying into the hall, you do a double-take as you almost bump into Kevin. "Whoa, dude!" he blurts, then blinks. "Uh, hey, did you come over to talk to... my sister?"\n\n"... Long story," you say, in your best long-suffering voice (which admittedly is really good since it's you). Apparently it works because Kevin immediately nods solemnly and pats you sympathetically on the shoulder.\n\n"Oh, yeah, anyway it's good you're here, because I've got some good news for you!" Kevin grins and gives you a double thumbs-up. "I got us invited to a party being held by some of the most popular guys in school! They're saying they've even got college guys coming too!"\n\nWait, this sounds familiar. Although part of what you were thinking earlier surfaces and asks, "Soooo why is it good that college guys are coming?"\n\n"Um, because they bring college <i>girls</i> with them? Duh? ... I mean, probably," Kevin says, frowning. "Or maybe it's because they bring like other stuff? Or because they'll tell everyone back at college we're cool? ... Look it's just important that they're coming, okay? So what, are you in?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You guess?|QOHookup]]\n\n[[Not really.|QOHookup6x4]]\n\n[[Well...|QOHookup]]

You suppose you count as a "youngster" according to marketing jargon, right? That'd probably be the right clothing for you. You select that option, filling out the information such as your address and sizes. The moment you click 'Send' you jump at an abrupt knock on the front door. Blinking at the coincidence, you stand and head out the door of your room and down the stairs.\n\n"JAM-, oh, hey, package for you," your mother says, proffering you a white cardboard box. "Did you order something?"\n\n"Um." You glance at the logo. 'AppAssure Industries'. "I... no, I took a product tester job, it's supposed to be some new clothes."\n\n"Oh, that's nice dear. Make sure to fill out whatever form they have, don't just keep the clothes."\n\n"Okay, Mom."\n\nYou head back upstairs, setting the box down. It doesn't look big enough to have an entire wardrobe in it, you think as you start to open it. Only once you've peeled the top flaps open do you remember that there was some mention of possibly sending out the wrong boxes. (Which you'd think would happen easily, considering how fast they sent it!) You duck your head a bit, reading the side of the box, which says-\n\n<hr>\n"[[Little Miss|QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Young Lady|QOHPT]]"\n\n"[[Party Girl|QOHPT]]"

Well, the general store is obviously a place you're going to visit at some point, may as well go ahead. You tap its entry on the map, and... find yourself sitting in a cart?\n<<set $hopitavisited to true>>\n"Hey, you. You're finally going to the shop, eh?" the beardy guy also riding in the back of the cart says, leaning forward.\n\nYour expression goes flat. "Seriously? This reference again?"\n\n"Don't be ridiculous, you'll notice a distinct lack of that thief over there," the beardy guy says solemnly, gesturing to the fact that it's only the two of you in the cart. \n\nYou hope this cart ride isn't as <i>long</i> as the one it oh-so-clearly isn't referencing, glancing around. Admittedly the scenery's a lot warmer and greener, with lots of rolling hills and... uh, a naked lamia girl who raises up on her tail to wave at the passing cart, her large bare breasts wobbling with her motions.\n\n"You're going into town to the general store, right?" the beardy guy prompts again, though at least he waits until the lamia's out of sight.\n\n"Oh, uh, yeah, yeah I am," you agree, your face hot as you nod.\n\n"Good, good, Hopita will be glad to meet you, she'll get you all taken care of." He glances around as if to check if anyone's listening... actually no one seems to be driving the cart, which is a bit weird, but... then leans forward and stage-whispers. "Don't forget to ask her about her 'secret stock', eh?"\n\n"... I won't?" you answer a bit dubiously.\n\nThe cart ride lasts another couple of minutes, with another couple of cute naked monster girls waving cheerfully as you pass. ... Certainly better than the typical loading screen, you think as the cart pulls up to a small town that seems like someone scaled up a kid's playset and made it out of actual wood and stone. But the cart's pulled up right in front of a pink and white building with a hanging sign on a jutting-out beam reading 'General Store', so you guess here you are. You head inside to find that it's slightly dim, but a bit more modern than you might expect... it's got light bulbs and what looks like a computerized cash register, among other things, even if the light bulbs are those kind of weirdly-shaped clear ones with elaborate filaments that hipster restaurants seem to like to use. There's a lot of shelves with displayed items, but you can't help but feel like most of them are kind of 'filler clutter'. A few seconds after you've walked in, a door from the back opens and someone strolls out to lean an arm on the counter. "Oh, you must be the new guy that took over the farm Amooya lives at."\n\n"Oh, you're... a monster girl," you say in a bit of surprise. Which you wonder why you are, games like this do that, right? Specifically, she seems to be some sort of bunny girl, with tall rabbit ears sticking up from her head, covered in fur the same white-with-a-hint-of-pink color as her long hair. She's on the pale side, with big dark pink eyes and a slender face and figure. The base layer of her outfit is a black one-piece like a swimsuit that looks painted-on tight, hugging her large-ish breasts (not as big as Amooya's certainly), with a T-shirt so short it doesn't cover the bottoms of them and a pair of white shorts worn over it, along with a white jacket she's allowed to slip off of her shoulders. Her legs are sheathed in black stockings, with white sneakers on her feet.\n\n<img src="images/Hopita.png">\n\n"Yeah, I'm a Bune. I took over this shop after its old owner... and mine... decided to move on. It's a living! Oh, here," she adds, holding out the black device held in one hand. "To welcome you to the area, and encourage you to be a customer, have your very own MonComm!"\n\n"Oh nice, a cell phone," you murmur without really thinking as you accept it.\n\n"Yeah but don't call it that, you'll break immersion," she notes.\n\nYou glance at her curiously, but instead decide to ask, "A Bune, huh? So, um, how many types of monster girl are there?"\n\n"Waaay too many to keep track of. We speciate like crazy, so there's a ton of different variations. Don't sweat it and just kind of roll with it. Now, your MonComm will be super useful in keeping track of things. It'll show your balance of FP," she notes, pointing at the top of the screen where you do indeed see '<<print $fd>> FD'. "And allow you to return to your farm when you're ready. It's also how you'll access your various MGAAs."<<set $MGAAbought to false>><<set $HouseUpgradeMenuVisited to false>>\n\n"What's that?"\n\n"'Monster Girl Appeal Apps'. They're apps you can use to make your interactions with wild monster girls go more smoothly... or more profitably. The MonComm's pretty powerful so don't be surprised at how much it can change things. 'Interacting' with monster girls," she says, holding her hands up and making airquotes. "Tends to produce valuable items. Bring them back here and I'll buy them from you. Same for if you decide to buy or tame monster girls for your barn, or grow things in your garden you don't want to use yourself. And I've got stuff for your house, too... just tell me what you want to buy, and then call up Amooya, she'll come and pick up the stuff and do the upgrade overnight."\n\nYup, pretty clear for this type of game... though it's obviously a lewd one, too, so you wonder exactly what sort of things she might sell and... ... well, she is implying that you'll get stuff off of having sex with monster girls. Plus that guy in the cart mentioned something about a 'secret menu', should you ask her about that?\n<hr>\n[[MGAAs.|FGWLeisShopMGAAFirst]]\n\n[[House upgrades.|FGWLeisShopHUFirst]]\n\n[[Secret menu.|FGWLeisShopSecretFirst]]\n\n[[Sell items.|FGWLeisShopSell]]\n\n[[Ask about other ways to make money.|FGWLeisStreetCornerUnlock]]

"I... well, I guess it's kind of hard to say just off the top of my head, thinking about it for just a minute, but... I guess I feel like I'd really only be interested in guys now?" you answer. "Like... that all felt really good and natural and when I think about a girl, I... think I'd rather do this, so..."\n\n"Hey, I getcha. No need to rush to making any labels or anything, but yeah, sounds like you're probably more into guys either way." Gideon grins wider as he says, "Hey though, in that case, why don't we have a sort of... get-together tomorrow night for Halloween?"\n\n"Get-together?" you echo, blinking.\n\n"Yeah! I know... let's say, a decent number of guys in our age range who also prefer guys, put it like that. I'm not talking like 'fire code violation' numbers but enough to qualify as a real party. Tops, bottoms, switches, all sorts! Definitely plenty of dudes to satisfy any desires you might have. Basically I figure we invite 'em over, have a nice casual party with nice casual fucking... aaaand you've gone all glaze-eyed."\n\n"Uh. Just. ... We just finished my first time and now we're planning a gay sex party..."\n\n"Life comes at you fast!" Gideon snickers. "Just saying, it's kiiiinda what I would have done if I hadn't decided to hang out with you instead, probably? Well either that or get dressed up and go out looking for random hookups."\n\n"... I dunno..." you hedge.\n\n"Well, it's up to you! We don't have to if you'd just rather hang out just us. I mean we now have an extra fun activity to spend the long weekend doing," he adds with a smirk, making you blush again. "But like I said, I don't usually top... soooo if you do wanna get fucked some more, as well as fuck some other really hot and cute guys, that's probably the best way."\n\n<hr>\n[[Too much, too fast.|QOGid]]\n\n[[... Well when you put it that way.|QOGid]]

"I actually kind of already got invited to a party," you say after a moment.\n\nKevin's expression goes flat. "Jamie, watching cartoon specials all night with your parents and answering the door for trick-or-treaters isn't a party."\n\nYou splutter. "It's not that!" Okay that's probably what it would have been if you hadn't had all this happen but he's not supposed to <i>say</i> it. "I got invited to a party by a girl." While Kevin's still looking like his mind has fractured from the shock, you add, "Her name's Brandi... I guess?" You watch as he crumples to the floor, just deciding to let him work through that on his own.\n\nEventually he gets up and says, "Uh, dude that's... okay, that's completely understandable. Seriously? Brandi's party? I mean I heard she throws... but... she... you?"\n\n"Haaaa," you say flatly.\n\n"I mean, no, I mean, there must be some reason. ... I can't think of a single one right now but... uh, sorry man, no, I mean, good for you. Yeah you should definitely go to that party, and have lots of fun. I mean, you'll probably be one of the only guys there too," he notes with a snort. "So like your chances of... well, something... are super good!" he adds supportively. Kind of.\n\n<hr>\n[["You wanna come?"|QOHookup]]\n\n[["Yeah I'll have fun."|QOHookup6x5]]

"I guess if I'm gonna start earning money by encountering monster girls, I'd better look into the MGAAs," you answer.<<set $mgaavisited to true>>\n\n"Alright, sure. Here, let me load you up your first basic one for free," she says, picking up a nearby tablet and tapping a few times. You hear a 'ding' from your MonComm as Hopita adds, "That's your Monster Girl Scanner, it'll default to activating with a double click of the power button. Any time you encounter a new monster girl, just give her a scan and it will tell you what species she is. After you've 'interacted' with one, it will provide more information too, like what methods it reacts best to, and it will unlock using the other MGAAs with them in the future. Oh, and by the way, there's a way to make money with the MGS," she adds.\n\nYou blink. "Make money with it?"\n\n"Yeah, if you encounter a monster <i>guy</i> with it and scan him, you'll get a bounty. Monster guys are super rare, so even confirming one's existence is valuable. And as you can imagine, the items they drop from 'interactions' are really rare and valuable too."\n\n... O-oh. So... there actually are monster guys and you can... um... <i>interact</i> with them too. And it's actually profitable to do so. While you're still blushing, Hopita taps at her tablet again, then turns it to show you the menu. "Alright, let me give you a rundown of the MGAAs we've got right now. There's 'Powerslam', which just lets you physically overpower most monster girls and really give them a pounding, that one's 500 FD. There's 'Get Milk?', which just straight-up extracts some milk from the monster girl, but it's less efficient than getting it other ways, that one's 100 FP. There's 'Whirlaswirl', which will temporarily make a monster girl compliant, that one's 500. And there's 'Adapt and Overcome', that one's 900."\n\nYou blink. "Wow, how come that one's so expensive?"\n\n"'Adapt and Overcome' will change you into as close as it can get to the monster girl's ideal partner. Because the monster girl gets her ideal partner, her item output will be higher. It's expensive because it'll earn you money quicker, basically." She shrugs and grins. "And some guys find it a lot of fun too. Anyway, any of these look good?"\n\nYou do a quick check on your MonComm to see that you have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $powerslambought is false>>Powerslam - <<if $fd > 499>>[[500 FD|FGWLeisBuyPowerslam]]<<else>>500 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Powerslam</strike><<endif>>\n\n<<if $getmilkbought is false>>Get Milk? - <<if $fd > 99>>[[100 FD|FGWLeisBuyGetMilk]]<<else>>100 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Get Milk?</strike><<endif>>\n\n<<if $whirlaswirlbought is false>>Whirlaswirl - <<if $fd > 499>>[[500 FD|FGWLeisBuyWhirlaswirl]]<<else>>500 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Whirlaswirl</strike><<endif>>\n\n<<if $adaptbought is false>>Adapt and Overcome - <<if $fd > 899>>[[900 FD|FGWLeisBuyAdapt]]<<else>>900 FD<<endif>><<else>><strike>Adapt and Overcome</strike><<endif>>\n\n[[Nothing right now, you guess.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

It just feels a little too weird to make one of the first things you do in a stranger's house masturbating. Like, that just feels wrong somehow, maybe it's just you. So, as is often necessary for a teenage boy, you do your best to ignore the lower half of your body trying to get your attention and concentrate on getting clean. Turning the water cold for a minute at the end of the shower helps with that, anyway, and by the time you're dressed you've managed to calm down a little. \n\nOnce you're done with your shower, you pad around the relatively few rooms you're apparently allowed in. The bedroom is a bit larger than yours at home, but has that 'devoid of any authentic personal touches' feel that guest bedrooms and hotel rooms tend to have; the bed, at least, is a pretty decent size and has a cushy-feeling mattress by your test push on it. The living room is, as you saw when you came in, very tasteful and well-done, and a bit stuffy and formal. The kitchen is a mixture of dated and modern, obviously having had some newer appliances and tile put in, but nothing having been done to update the rather antique layout that lends it a slightly cramped feeling. Out back you can see a largeish sitting area surrounded by hedges, with a few benches and pieces of rich-people patio furniture.\n\nAnd nowhere in any of these rooms do you find a TV. And a glance at your phone reveals no wireless internet either. Bleh. Oh well, you brought several books and have some movies and anime episodes on your laptop. You'll manage. Still, with that said, you've now exhausted your ability to explore within the bounds of your restrictions. Guess it's already time to crack open one of those books. Hm, where to read it, though? The living room actually isn't particularly inviting, all the chairs are stiff-backed and thin-cushioned it looks like, so the choices are more the bedroom, or outside on the patio.\n\n<hr>\n[[Bedroom.|QOHS]]\n\n[[Patio.|QOHS]]

Of course you're going to shower in the guest bathroom. It's you, why would the very first thing you do be disobedience? For all you know Mr. Aubergine turned off the water to the other bathrooms just to make sure you wouldn't use them, he seems like that sort.\n\nBesides, once you get a fresh shirt and underwear out of your bag and head into the ground-floor bathroom, it's not exactly some cut-rate thing. There's a large, long shower with a sliding glass door and an oversized shower head, a nice sink and countertop, and a large mirror. Setting the clean things on the countertop, you undress, adding your jeans to the countertop and putting everything else in a pile to take everything back into the guest bedroom later.\n\nThe water heats up to an acceptable level and you step in, using a bit of liquid soap from the marked dispensor to lather up. Of course, you are a teenage guy, naked and rubbing his body, and with the added stimulation of being in a new place... it doesn't take long before your cock decides it's go time. You mmf a little as you realize you've gone almost achingly stiff... sigh. Spring.\n\n<hr>\n[[Jerk off.|QOHS]]\n\n[[Resist the urge.|QOHS1x2]]

Yeah, doing something that involves you directly really appeals, since this whole thing is because she just randomly decided she hated you. From there, you see three possible, well, levels of it.\n\n[[Mild|QOBook]] - The easiest thing to do, requiring the least amount of preparation, and offering the least amount of leverage, but should be enough to keep her in line.\n\n[[Heavy|QOBook]] - Requiring some preparation, but you should be able to manage it by tomorrow. This would give you the best chance of really lording it over her, and providing a nice level of humiliation if she challenges you.\n\n[[Extreme|QOBook]] - This wouldn't just change her life... it would change yours. You're pretty sure that you could manage to weather it and come through to the other side the better for it, but it would take pretty much all week to prepare it, and you probably wouldn't even see payoff until a month or two from now. Still... man it could be satisfying.

Sandra has to pay for her plans to persecute you... preferably in a way that would render her powerless to carry out those plans.\n\nScowling with her own lips, you settle down in one of her annoyingly comfy chairs to plot your current host's downfall. Bolstered by the fact that almost nothing you do in this body will ever be connected to <i>you</i>, just the girl you've already decided to punish, your mind runs freely a into dark and perverse areas that it never would have before. The sheer cruelty you discovered in Sandra's mind seems like it demands an equally cruel response, after all. After awhile, you come up with a variety of ideas that fit generally into three categories.\n\nThe first is [[personal vengeance|QOBook7x3]]... something that involves you specifically, and probably involves your body as well. This is something that, if used right, could give you anywhere from a little leverage over her to incredible amounts of it, essentially blackmail material. There's also the fact that it would be incredibly satisfying to defuse her irrational hatred of you by involving that 'scrawny stupid' body of yours, as she puts it.\n\nThe second would be [[humiliation|QOBook8x1]]. You could do something that would utterly destroy her reputation amongst the school populace, or town. It wouldn't be as personal, but it would certainly be satisfying, and without her popularity to use to rally other people against you, you'd certainly be safe from her plot.\n\nThe third would be to [[completely fuck up her life|QOBook9x1]]. Kind of on the extreme scale, but, well, you're pissed off. A scorched earth policy, as it were, introduce such a fucked-up aspect to her life that she'd never be able to recover from it.

Hm. How about that girl, Sandra, from your grade? She's hot, popular, <i>and</i> rich. You can just imagine the sort of fun you could have being her, even for a day! You think you have a pretty good idea where she lives too. Setting off, you head for the upper class part of town.\n\nIt takes looking in a few windows, but you finally find her. Sandra is a strawberry blonde with her hair in a long, thick braid down her back, and today she's wearing a white blouse and a black pleated skirt, with deep blue thigh-highs like the ones that are popular with local fashionista girls. Grinning, you focus on her, and gasp a little as you're suddenly inside her body. You lift her hands to look at them, examining the perfectly and expensively manicured nails, then gripping her chest and giving it a squeeze, moaning softly at the feel of her padded bra pressing into your skin. They're about as big as Maya's anyway, you think, you're not sure why she bothers to pad... ah, it's because obviously she has to be bigger than a lesser tier sort of girl like a goth, her memory provides.\n\nCurious, before you start doing anything else you dig around in her memories a little, curious as to what a person like this knows and thinks... and for that matter, if she's ever thought of you! Whatever tiny, subconscious hopes you might have of her having a secret crush are pretty much dashed immediately. She not only doesn't like you, she <i>dis</i>likes you, although for no actual reason... she just thinks you're "weird scum", and occasionally badmouths you to her friends whenever you come to her attention. In fact, she's been intending to start getting people to bully you when school starts! This... this utter bitch! You've never done anything to her!\n\nWell. Too bad for her, you're in pretty much the perfect spot to take some revenge!\n\n<hr>\n[[Yeah, revenge!|QOBook7x2]]\n\n[[... Eh. Skip it.|QOBook10x1]]

This is... pretty interesting. And so far nothing seems scary or dangerous (other than the WTFery of seeing furry versions of all the actors and characters you know). May as well see a bit more what this dimension's about.\n\nNot really noticing that the closet door's closed behind you, you start looking around. Everything is pretty much exactly the same as it is in your room, although you notice a few little changes, like all the pants and underwear having an open-sided circular hole in the back with a strap going over the open side and fastening with either velcro or a clasp or something. ... Huh, for a tail, you guess. The tablet also has a slightly different feel to the screen... you're betting it's <i>actually</i> scratch resistant as opposed to your version, since people here probably have claws.\n\nHm, what to look at next?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go outside.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Look through the computer.|QOKeys1x6]]

You can't, you just can't take this much on faith, it's too much! Feeling panic fill you, you whip around and start trying to scramble back towards the shore, yanking your legs up and kicking out as if you could force the slime away from you. You can feel the stuff starting to thicken around you, grasping at your hands and body more tightly, the surface rippling and splashing more furiously around you.\n\n"Jamie! Jamie, stop, you're getting them agitated! Jamie!"\n\nYou're too panicked to really pay attention to the shouts, smacking your hands at the surface of the slime as if you could drive it away from you. Instead it slings pseudopods up and wraps around your wrists, dragging them down and below the surface. More green tendrils fling themselves up, wrapping around your head, one stuffing itself and down your throat, muffling your cries of fear. It shoves deeper and deeper aggressively as you're gradually drawn downward into the stuff, the pace of the slimes fucking your ass and dick increasing almost angrily as your face slides below the surface. You're being pulled under! It's going to absorb you or something!\n\nYou're dragged down almost to the bottom, the slime thumping against your whole body, squeezing you, pressing in, feeling like it's starting to push into your ears and nose. This is it, you're going to be gooed to death. Then you feel a hand wrapping around your wrist and yanking hard, hauling you upward through the thickened slime towards the surface. You break free of the slime and are hurled through the air, thudding to the ground and rolling. Coughing out some of the goo, you roll back up onto your knees, looking back.\n\nMallory still has his arms extended from where he tossed you out, being in the slime up to his chest himself. But the outline of his body beneath the surface is fuzzing and disappearing. Even as you watch, green spreads up his chest, his arms dropping to the surface and sort of spreading out into it, all of him slowly sinking further downwards. He gives you a sad smile, and manages to mouth 'goodbye' before his mouth turns to green goo and he dissipates into the pond. You stare for long moments, not wanting to believe what you just saw... then give a wail of loss, collapsing on the ground and starting to sob. Mallory's gone... because you didn't trust him.\n\n"Well well well then. Wossis?"\n\nYou're crying too hard to really care about who's behind you, even as a meaty hand grabs you by the back of the neck and lifts you up, leaving you dangling like a scruffed cat.\n\n"Bonafide human, thissis! My lucky day! 'Ey, bring the cart 'round!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Game over.|QOInc3xEnd]]

"I guess Doctor Kal would be best, since he's the one who knows what decontamination I need?" you ask, glancing around.\n\n"That probably would be best," he agrees evenly, putting a hand on your shoulder and urging you to hop down from the table. "Come along then, James."\n\n"... It's Jameson, actually, if you've just gotta fullname me," you mutter, ducking your head a bit sheepishly as he guides you to the door.\n\nDoctor Kal chuckles. "Very well then, come along, Jameson." The door slides open and the two of you step into a rectangular room that looks to be almost half made up of a shower, with no real sign of a door or curtain, just a lip at the edge of it to step over, multiple circular heads mounted in the ceiling above. There's not much else in the room other than a pair of short benches bolted to the floor and some heavy-looking octagonal chests on shelves, along with what looks sort of like a futuristic wall-mounted vending machine to one side of the door. "Now, go ahead and undress," he says as he lifts down one of the boxes, which makes a soft <i>whm</i> noises as he takes it off the shelf. At your obvious hesitation, he chuckles a bit and says, "No need to worry, Jameson, remember that I am after all a doctor."\n\n"R-right," you murmur, your face nevertheless red as you start undressing, pulling off your shirt first, handing it to him when he holds out a hand. You still hedge a bit by sitting down to take off your shoes and socks and hand those over as well. You definitely hesitate about taking off your jeans... it's not just modesty in this case, you can't help but glance at the chain you've got your key home attached to. What if it decides to slip off and disappear while it's separated, or the container gets lost?\n\nIn the end though it's a combination of an authoritative adult look and an authoritative doctorly 'ahem' that has you undoing your jeans, your face red as you push both them and your underwear down and step out of them, handing them over to the jackalman, who calmly sets them in the container and closes its lid, a light on the front glowing red. It's even more embarrassing since, despite the rather cool air of the room, apparently being naked in a strange place and in front of someone has caused enough excitement somewhere in your brain that you've gotten a little bit hard.\n\nLuckily Doctor Kal either doesn't notice or is too professional to comment, since he simply says, "Now step into the shower, please." Once you've stepped over the lip and moved beneath one of the heads, he spends a moment tapping at the little computer interface on the wall. You give a bit of a yip of surprise as something green and a bit slimy starts spraying down on you from the showerhead. The consistency is a bit thinner than, say, body gel, meaning that it's slippery and gooey but still drips mostly like water. "Do your best to rub it everywhere," the doctor notes evenly, prompting you to start working the stuff over your body.\n\n'At least it's not cold,' you think. Actually, it's pleasantly warm... which means you can't help but compare it, a bit, to another slightly slimy, warm substance you're familiar with of your own. That thought makes you squirm a bit, feeling rather more embarrassed and just a bit humiliated, especially making that connection while Doctor Kal is still watching you with placid golden eyes. Despite yourself, you find your cock getting steadily harder and harder, and simply do your best to ignore it as much as he seems to be.\n\n"Hm, I think I'll prescribe you some Vita-Supplements," he speaks up suddenly, making you jump a little. (Luckily the texture of the metal floor keeps you from slipping, despite the decontamination goo.) "Your body could do with the assistance in developing properly."\n\n"Uh... thanks, I guess?" you murmur, squirming a little more.\n\n"Now, I'll set the shower to 'rinse' in a moment," he says eventually, turning off the streams of thin goo. "But first, if you'd step over here to the side, without actually getting out?"\n\n"Um. Okay," you murmur, doing just that. Then your eyes go wide as he wraps a hand around your stiff prick, starting to stroke it gently, the decontamination goo squelching softly with his movements. Then you let out a loud gasp as his other hand cups your rear, two fingers gently probing into your ass using the gel as lube, his clearly practiced motions letting him slip inside smoothly. "W-what are you-?!"\n\n"These are very important areas, Jameson, we have to make sure that they're thoroughly decontaminated," Doctor Kal answers, although he has a rather smug grin on his muzzle. A shiver runs through your body as he begins gently twisting amidst the strokes of his hand over your cock, as well as curling and turning his fingers inside your ass. "Plus, after all, I handled your contaminated clothing. I <i>do</i> nead to decontaminate my hands, after that, and this accomplishes both things. Very convenient, wouldn't you say?" he practically purrs as he leans in.\n\nPart of your brain really, really thinks you should argue, and protest such excuses for him to do lewd things to you. But the rest is fogged by pleasure, your body shuddering and your hips twitching. It's <i>very</i> obvious that the good doctor knows how to pleasure both a hard cock and a slippery hole, and you find your hips are starting to move almost of their own accord, thrusting-\n\n<hr>\n[[-forward against his hand.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[-back against his fingers.|QOKeys3x10]]

"Look, there's nothing bad about being normal, okay?" you say, shifting around onto your knees to look up at her. "I mean... sure, if you were just a normal girl, I think things might be kind of easier. I mean... we could be... together," you murmur, blushing and fidgeting. "And do all the normal things people do."\n\n"... You really want that?" she whispers, looking away across the fields again.\n\n"I mean... yeah, I guess so," you answer, rubbing the back of your head.\n\n"... Okay." She turns and makes her way over to you, settling down with her knees almost touching yours. She closes her eyes, settling her hands on her thighs. "I guess it's the way it has to be."\n\n"Mary, what are you-" Your own eyes widen as you watch her pointed ears slowly round out, the point disappearing, the little bonelike armor covering the upper arc of it separating, turning into multiple silver piercings around the arc of her ear. More than that something... dulls around her, like the light gets a little less bright. You jolt a little as after a moment she opens her eyes, and they're a somewhat duller shade of blue. "Mary, what did you <i>do</i>?!"\n\n"I gave it all up." She smiles sadly, tilting her head a little. "My powers. My nature. My connection to you. I'm just a human now. Eheh... I guess a human without any money, or parents, or now any abilities that let her stay somewhere for free, huh?" The smile widens some, even as tears start slipping down her cheeks. "But if Ma-... if you want a normal girl, Jamie, that's who I want to be."\n\n"Mary... I didn't mean for you to... I..." You swallow hard, then lean forward and wrap your arms around her.\n\n"I'll go to school, and get a job, and go to work every day, and get up and do that for most of my life, until I'm too old, and then I guess that's when I get to be with you all the time, huh?" Though she's still smiling, Mary's voice cracks as she presses her face to your shoulder, her body starting to shake. "I'll be a normal girl, but I'll be your normal girl!"\n\n"Yeah," you whisper, rubbing her back gently. "Yeah, you will be."\n\n<hr>\n[[Game over.|QOSuc4xEnd]]

"So how does 'Powerslam' work?" you ask curiously, albeit slightly afraid of the answer.\n\n"Pretty simple, you just make sure you've targeted the monster girl you wanna use it on, select it, and it'll automatically put you in a dominant position!"\n\n"Wow, just like that?" you ask with a blink.\n\n"Well, there are a few caveats. Some monster girls don't react well to it and won't give you as many items if you use it, but those are in the database and it'll warn you. Same for the monster girls that are too strong for it to work on. But I hear they're working on an upgraded version, it should be out eventually. But for a lot of monster girls it works well and is a good way to just slam-ba'am-thankya-ma'am your way to some good items and a fun time."\n\nHuh, well, you guess if it warns you when it won't work at least. Sounds like a pretty good deal. You tap the button to buy it, and hear a ding from your MonComm almost immediately.<<set $mgaabought to true>><<set $powerslambought to true>><<set $fd -= 500>> You check it to see the app is there, and that you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have purchased the "Powerslam" MGAA!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

You pop an oysterberry in your mouth and chew. At least it doesn't taste like oysters, you muse, more like... honey? Slightly salty honey?<<set $oberry -= 1>><<set $energy += 4>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $oberry is 0>>That was your last one, they're all gone.<<else>>You have <<print $oberry>> left, [[eat another one?|FGWLeisEatOberry]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $comefromexplore is true>>[[You can explore some more|FGWLeisExplore]] or [[head back to the farm|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>><<if $comefromzone is true>>[[You can return to the adventure zone|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]] or [[head back to the farm|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<else>>[[You're energized again, get back to it!|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>\n\n<<set $comefromexplore to false>><<set $comefromzone to false>>

"You can complain some or say what you want... er, except being mean to me. You can't yell at me or call me nasty names or, y'know... hate me or anything like that. No matter what I tell you to do. But you still have to obey, especially if I say 'that's an order'," you add. \n\n"Yes, Master."\n\nYou consider for a moment, then shrug. May as well add one more thing. "You'll always see me as your best friend, no matter what I make you do." Honestly you've felt like that once or twice, when he talked you into going somewhere with big crowds or where you'd have more visibility than you wanted, why not make sure he has to experience the same thing?\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\nYou take a minute to think, but can't really come up with anything else, so finally say, "Alright, when I count to three and say 'wake up', you'll come out of your trance. One, two, three, wake up."\n\nKevin blinks a few times, each time his eyes clearing more and posture getting a little bit back towards normal. Then he glances at you curiously. "So were you gonna show me that app, or...?"\n\n"Nah, it's not that big of a deal after all," you assure him, trying not to grin too much. "Hey, Kevin, give me your copy of Doom Eternal."\n\n"Huh? Oh, c'mon, that's my favorite game, Jamie," Kevin complains. You notice that the moment you said it he sort of twitched towards his game shelf, like he was already about to go grab it and had to resist the urge long enough to voice his complaint.\n\n"C'mon, it's an order," you urge.\n\n"Fiiine," he says with a sigh, walking over and sliding the case down, then returning and presenting it to you with a small shrug. "I guess if you really want it, bud."\n\nYou accept the game, not particularly paying attention to it... you didn't really want it, you just wanted to make sure that he'd actually do it. "Nah, on second thought, you can keep it."\n\n"Oh, cool, thanks," Kevin replies, looking relieved as you hand him the game back and he tosses it over onto his bed.\n\nIt definitely seems to have worked... he put up a token protest about giving away one of his favorite possessions, but obeyed the second you gave the trigger phrase and didn't seem to really resent it. He also didn't seem to think that it was at all weird that he was willing to do it. So you can definitely make him do pretty much anything you want to do now, your mind racing as you try to figure out... well, exactly what you want him to do!\n\n<hr>\n[["Call Tanya."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["Tell me about your girlfriend."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["... Strip naked."|QOSJ6x5]]

You're not quite sure why the thought comes to mind, but when it hits you the thrill it sends through your body actually makes you a little hard almost instantly. Maybe it's just the realization of the sheer power you now hold over your previously dominant friend, but you find yourself saying, "Get naked."\n\n"Wha?" Kevin's cheeks color. "Dude, why?"\n\n"Just do it, that's an order."\n\n"F-fine," Kevin murmurs, pulling his shirt off and dropping it aside. He hesitates just a little before undoing his pants and pushing them and his underwear down, peeling out of his socks as he does before straightening up. He's a little more toned than you are, but other than that there's not a lot of difference between you... well, his dick might be a little bigger, darnit, though it's pretty much completely soft right now. "What's the big deal, anyway?"\n\nYou're definitely going on a full-on power trip now, because you settle down on the end of his bed and open up your own pants. Kevin's eyes go wide as you free your own fully stiff cock and stroke it, and even moreso when you say, "Get on your knees and suck my dick. And yeah, that's an order."\n\n"Oh for... come on, man," Kevin whines, even as he's moving forward and sinking to his knees in front of you. But the commands you gave him earlier apparently won't let him do more than hesitate briefly, as if hoping for you to say you're joking, before he leans in and slides his mouth over the head of your cock. You let out a little 'mmf' as he closes his mouth on it and starts sucking, bobbing his head up and down to gradually work more of you in. You can't exactly say it's particularly enthusiastic or skillful (not that you have much to compare it to), but he's definitely obeying your order to suck your dick. Still, since you <i>don't</i> have a lot to compare it to, it's plenty for you. You bite your lower lip lightly, looking down at him, catching it as his eyes flick upward and give you an embarrassed look, clearly rather humiliated to be sucking off another guy... the fact that he's doing it anyway, that he's powerless <i>not</i> to do it just because you told him to, makes your dick throb against his lips.\n\nYou rest a hand on the back of his head and even thrust up a bit with your hips as he goes down, Kevin making half-surprised half-embarrassed noises as you nudge at his throat. Satisfied that you've indicated you expect him to go all the way, you slide your hand away as he continues pushing himself further down... and use it to slide your cell phone out of your pocket. Opening the camera, you make sure Kevin's head and as much of his face are framed well, with about half of your stiff cock in his mouth, before pressing the button. The shutter sound makes Kevin blink and look up, and he quickly pulls his mouth up and off, coughing just a little before saying, "Dude, c'mon!"\n\n"It's fine, just get back to what you were doing," you murmur a little breathlessly, even as you snap a picture of his face with his lips all wet and your dick visible in the lower portion. "... But keep your head tilted back some and your eyes up."\n\nHe's already been informed it's an actual order, so Kevin provides no real further resistance, sliding his mouth back down over you, but this time keeping his head a bit up and his eyes on you as you snap more photos, this time with his face entirely visible, showing a clear view of his lips wrapped around your shaft. As he starts getting lower, making little 'hk' noises as your tip nudges at his throat, you switch over to video, trying to keep your own soft moans inaudible as he gets further down... and then actually nudges you into his throat. You can't help but let out a rush of breath at the feel of pleasure from that tightness sliding around and squeezing your dick, and after only a few bobs of his head you quickly stop the recording for a moment to say, "Up, up, raise your head and hold your mouth open!" Then you switch back as Kevin obeys, sliding your cock out of his mouth and holding his mouth open, unable to stop as you stroke yourself the last few times needed to bring yourself over the edge. He flinches a little as the first long rope of cum splatters across his face, laying along his cheek and the bridge of his nose, and squirms as you spill the rest of your load all over his face, on his lips, and even over his tongue. "Swallow," you murmur as you stop the recording, Kevin closing his mouth and obeying before he even realized he was, to judge by the look on his face.\n\n"Oh, ew, man!" Grumpily, he grabs a nearby towel and brings it up, wiping and dabbing at his face. "I dunno what's gotten into you, but man, why'd you have to go and have me do something like that?"\n\nYou're not done with him yet, though...\n\n<hr>\n[["Get that mouth back to work."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["Bend over the bed."|QOSJ6x6]]\n\n[["Lay down on your back."|QOSJ]]

"Bend over the bed," you order him, feeling a shuddery thrill go through you at the thought of what's about to happen.\n\n"What? Wh-" Kevin starts to ask, before his eyes widen and his face goes red again. "D-dude, seriously?"\n\n"Yeah. Bend over the bed so I can fuck you," you command him, surprised by how strong and imperious your voice comes out. "It's an order, Kevin."\n\n"Aw maaan," he groans, squirming for a moment more before shifting over to the side and bending forward over the end of the bed, lifted off his knees just a bit by its height but otherwise presenting himself to you, his balls and limp cock dangling down between his thighs.\n\nYou stand and shuck your own pants and underwear, leaving your shirt on mostly out of self-conscious habit, and glance around. Let's see, if you were a teenage boy (and luckily you are) and this was your room, you'd hide the masturbation station... right there, his bedside table even has a cabinet door on it. You head over to check, and find that Kevin's actually pretty flagrant... not only are the obvious necessities here, he's got a few dirty magazines and a bag of what's probably not oregano. He must be really confident his parents respect his privacy, you'd never have the guts to barely hide stuff like this. You grab the bottle of lotion and squirt a probably overgenerous amount into your hand, slathering it all over your still stiff shaft as you move back over to the end of the bed, kneeling down behind Kevin. Biting your lower lip in a brief moment of wondering if you really want to go this far, you look over his lean body bent over the bed, his ass jutted up invitingly to you despite his obvious nervousness and distaste. Once more reminded how thoroughly in charge you are, you scoot in, using a hand to press yourself up against your friend's virgin pucker, the lotion-lubed tip almost slipping off briefly before you can push it inside and start spreading him open.\n\n"Mmmf! F-fuck dude, you're seriously doing this?" he groans, not sounding pained per-se but obviously squirming as you keep pushing your cock into his ass bit by bit. You don't bother to answer this time, instead just laying your arms against the bed and leaning forward, using just your hips now to keep pushing inside him, feeling his tight, smooth, straight asshole swallow up more and more of your dick. You continue lightly pressing on your lower lip with your teeth, almost overwhelmed both by the physical sensation and the constant reminder of your power over your friend as he lets out a long, low moan that's part embarrassed and part... something, not quite pleasured and not quite pained. As you bottom out inside him and begin rocking your hips, he continues to make those soft 'unh' noises with almost every thrust, squirming underneath you as you fuck him, your balls slapping lightly against his as you put more strength into the pumping of your hips.\n\nYou try not to go too fast... this is your first time fucking someone, after all, and it's basically yours to enjoy as long as you want. You keep your thrusts slow for a little while, gradually ramping back up to quicker, harder thrusts that make Kevin grunt underneath you, before making yourself slow back down, returning to long, smooth strokes that have Kevin huffing softly low in his throat as you use his ass like a masturbation aid. After a few minutes you reach down, using your lotion-slick hand to wrap around his own cock, finding it still soft and limp... even stroking it and tugging gently on it with your wet fingers gets only the faintest of stirrings out of it, as if his body were stubbornly refusing to become truly aroused while getting fucked by another guy. Well, that's fine, this isn't for his benefit anyway~! Now actually grinning, you grab your phone instead, straightening up and doing your best to take a few photos of his full body, doing your best to get his head in so that it's obvious who's getting fucked. "Hey, Kev, smile for me."\n\n"H-huh?" Apparently having been too distracted by the feel of a dick stroking into his asshole to notice the camera shutter soundfiles, Kevin glances over his shoulder, then yelps a bit as you instantly snap a picture. "Dude, s-seriously?!"\n\n"Yup~!" you almost singsong. Man this is doing great things for your self-esteem! You snap a few closeups of your cock at various stages of sliding into his ass, before finally tossing the phone aside and deciding to just go to town, grabbing Kevin's hips and pounding away at him. He yips loudly, gripping the sheets with both hands, then giving low "Nh-nh-nh-nh-nh!" noises in time with your thrusts. Then you let out a long groan as you bury yourself inside him, actually feeling your balls lift some with the strength of your orgasm when you dump your load into him, an extra thrill of pleasure passing through your body at seeing the visible shudder that runs through Kevin's body at feeling your hot, gooey jizz spreading deep inside his tight hole.\n\nSlowly you pull out, panting and looking at Kevin's slightly spread and pink pucker, the glisten of the lotion helping make it look quite lewd... especially as a dribble of white seeps out and runs down his taint, drawing the eye to his balls and still-limp dick. You snag your phone and take a few more pictures before flopping on your back, huffing softly. Whew... this worked out way better than you ever thought, besides you learning something new about yourself!\n\n"Are you done?" Kevin mutters a little sulkily, unconsciously giving his hips a rather seductive wiggle as he pushes himself up a little on his arms.\n\nJust for that you kind of want to fuck him again... maybe make him lay on his back and take it like a girl. But a glance at the clock shows that it's well past the time you'd usually eat, and the growl of your stomach says that it's definitely time to focus on fooding rather than fucking. "Yeah, let's go ahead and order the pizza. I'm picking the toppings."\n\n"Fine," Kevin huffs as he stands up. "You order it then, I'm gonna go wash your gunk off. Seriously dude, you're a perv," he says in a slightly grumpy tone, but no worse than that as he heads for the bathroom. \n\nHeh... you made him blow you and give up his anal virginity to you, and the worst you got was a mildly sulky 'you're a perv'. The programming worked just the way you hoped it would! You open the local pizza place's app on your phone and order your favorite toppings (Kevin likes nothing but sausage and mushroom, and usually insists on just ordering an extra large one of those... but you'll be magnanimous and order a medium one and a medium triple pepperoni for yourself). While he's showering and you're cleaning up just with the wet wipes from his masturbation station, you consider staying the night since he did say his parents wouldn't be home... you could make your mom okay with it with one text, after all. But you eventually decide against it... there's school tomorrow, after all, it might be a little weird. Besides, you decide there's a slightly better option.\n\nOnce Kevin emerges and redresses (not bothering to shoo you out of the room at your suggestion) and you've put your pants back on, the two of you head downstairs to meet the pizza delivery. Kevin seems completely normal, not even faintly grumpy anymore, as over being ordered to bend over and let you fuck him as you usually are after a day or two of cooldown from being pressured into participating in one of his schemes. Foregoing the movie since it's getting late and you're heading home soon, as the two of you are eating you say, "By the way, next time your parents go out of town all weekend, we definitely need to have a long sleepover."\n\n"Oh yeah, dude, that's a done," he agrees easily enough, since it's not like the two of you haven't done that plenty anyway. After all it's usually you hedging because you're not sure your parents will let you, but now you've got your secret weapon. "This is usually the time of year they take a warm weather cruise or something anyway, it'll probably only be a week or two."\n\n"Cool, cool. Oh, also," you add, grinning. "I want you to send me a lewd photo of your ass every night."\n\n"Huh?" he huhs in response, stopping with a pizza slice halfway to his mouth.\n\n"Yeah, y'know, something camwhorish that you think I'd like," you practically chirp.\n\n"Oh c'mon, man," Kevin groans, slumping his head.\n\n"That's an order."\n\n"... Fiiine," he huffs, shaking his head.\n\nYou're grinning ear to ear almost all the way home, basically greeting your parents in passing before heading up to your room and flopping down on your bed, considering the vast possibilities open to you now. Kevin's basically... well, he's basically your bitch. Far more than you were ever his... just thinking about it makes you start getting hard again, and after a few moments you fish out your stiff prick and start stroking it, despite it being well before bedtime and your room lights still being on... something you'd never have been bold enough to do before. (Well, it helps that you've got your phone in hand, and if your parents catch you it's as simple as a triple-click to make them forget they saw anything.) As you lightly stroke yourself, you flip through the pictures you took, unable to help once again reveling in the rather annoyed look on Kevin's lips even when they're wrapped around your dick. Before you've gotten more than halfway to getting yourself off, there's the tone of a new text message that causes you to click over... to the sight of a brand-new pic of Kevin's ass, one of his hands pulling his buttock aside so that he can take the photo with the other, giving you a glimpse of his asshole. 'There, this okay, perv?'\n\nJust the fact that he actually obeyed and sent you a picture of his asshole is enough to have you getting off after another minute or so of quickened stroking, and you pant softly, not even bothering to clean up the splatters of jizz on your belly before texting back 'Yeah, that's good, keep it up.'\n\nOver the next few weeks you keep it pretty normal... Kevin certainly acts like his usual self, the two of you's friendship largely unchanged. Well, except for every night you get a lewd picture of him showing off his butt. He's getting better and lewder at it too, probably just from repetition, plus you did order him to send stuff you liked. Other than that, you've only had him blow you a few more times while over at his place (and once while he was over at yours, the fact that your parents were downstairs at the time providing a strange mixture of excitement and terror). You're just taking a few moments to enjoy last night's picture, Kevin holding the backs of both his knees up with one arm and showing off the end of a marker jutting out of his pucker, when you get a new text from him.\n\n'parents going out of town friday morning wont be back until the monday after next'\n\nWhoa, seriously, a whole week? Hm... but that's a lot of school days. Well, easy enough to convince your parents to get you out of it. Actually, come to think of it, you could probably do the same to his parents. 'Cool lemme come over today after school.'\n\n'sure'\n\nThat afternoon you and Kevin head to his place, though you feel a little shiver of dread when you see a particular black Lexus with a faint purple sheen below the low black shine of its custom paint job. Tanya's here. The fear almost makes you decide to just go home and blow the whole thing off instead, but you remind yourself that you've got a secret weapon now... you shouldn't be scared of her! ... Even if she used to have the nickname 'The Pretty Capone of Deviville High'. But Tanya and her parents are all in the living room as you and Kevin come in, Tanya giving a derisive snort and a greeting of "Dragging mangy kittens home with you again, squirt?"\n\nHer parents just act like they didn't hear that, both of them giving you relatively warm greetings. You take a moment to judge everyone's angle... you've never actually tried to get multiple people before. But you figure worst comes to worst, you can just sweep it back and forth, it seems to work pretty fast. "Oh nothing, just this," you answer Tanya, triple-clicking your phone's power button and bringing it up.\n\n"The fuck is that, some stupid... lightshow... app," Tanya murmurs, trailing off as her eyes go glassy and she slumps in her chair, Kevin's parents' doing the same where they're sitting on the sofa.\n\n"Buh? Dude, what did you just do, what's that thing?" Kevin demands, frowning as he looks at you.\n\n"Kevin, go to your room this instant and wait for me, and forget you ever saw this, that's an order," you reply.\n\n"Okie-doke," he replies, the 'this instant' and 'that's an order' overriding any other complaints or questions and sending him trotting up the stairs without hesitation.\n\nYou turn back to the three hypnotized people. Wow... you've got friggin' <i>Tanya</i> under your control! Still, best not to get carried away... just now. For now, some fairly basic instructions should do. "Alright, when the three of you wake up, you'll all answer any questions I ask you completely and honestly, and you won't think twice about it."\n\n"Yes, Master," daughter and parents drone back in near-unison. ... That's somewhere between sexy and creepy.\n\nYou consider for another moment... then giggle to yourself at a thought. "Any time I wave my right hand and use an airy tone of voice, you'll do what I tell you. Ah, yeah, again without thinking twice, it'll just come completely natural to you, like it was your own idea. Oh, and none of you will notice me giving orders to the others."\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\n"Okay, when I count to three and say 'wake up', you'll come out of your trance. One, two, three..." You hesitate just a bit and glance at Tanya, unable to help thinking that the first thing she'll do when she comes out of hypnosis is slug you, but you trust the app at this point. "Wake up." All three come around almost instantly, looking at you slightly expectantly. "So hey, you're going out of town for a whole week and trusting Kevin to not skip?" you ask breezily, looking at Kevin's mom.\n\n"We're fairly certain he'd go, but just in case, Tanya's going to be here at least part of the time," she answers just as casually, smiling.\n\n"Yeah, not much going on with my classes anyway," Tanya adds, shrugging a little. "Watching the squirt isn't exactly my idea of a fun time, but whatever, as long as he goes to school."\n\nYou look at Kevin's parents, then slowly pass your right hand through the air, using a slight monotone as you say, "Kevin doesn't need to go to school while you're gone."\n\n"Then again, I guess it's not a big deal if Kevin cuts school while we're not here," his father speaks up, as if it weren't a 180 from what he'd been saying earlier.\n\n"You'll call in on the Friday morning before you leave and say that a family emergency came up, so he's excused from class," you continue in the same method, Tanya just watching placidly as you apparently Jedi Mind Trick her parents.\n\n"You know what, I think he deserves a vacation too, I'll just call the school office when we're about to leave and get him excused," his mother pipes up. \n\nYou turn to Tanya, suppressing your conditioned fear of her eating your soul or something to use the technique on her.\n\n<hr>\n[["You'll go somewhere else for the week."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["You need more programming."|QOSJ]]

"So, uh..." you murmur, feeling yourself starting to get hard in your jeans. "So. You're, uh... are you thinking-"\n\n"Yeah I kind of think I am," furry Jamie says rather sheepishly, squirming in place, his own jeans starting to visibly bulge a bit in front. "I-I mean, it's not like it's actually gay if it's <i>yourself</i>, right? I mean we'd basically just be... masturbating. Just, y'know, with two people. Except we're basically the same person... mostly... so..."\n\n"Y-yeah. ... You wanna do it?"\n\n"... Yeah."\n\nThere's just a moment's hesitation before the two of you start hurriedly stripping off your clothes, tossing them negligently to the floor in your excitement. Then both of you straighten up and take a moment to look at the other. Your builds are identical, as you expected... you were sort of bracing for it, considering, but you still have to resist pouting at realizing the other Jamie's dick is bigger than yours. Like, not by a huge amount, just... noticeably. It's shaped largely the same, just a soft pink color, with a furry white sheath around the very base of it and his balls similarly covered in snowy white fur. He seems almost as curious about your smooth body, but after a moment both of you reach out, hands mirroring each other as they hesitate a little, before wrapping around the other's cock, both of you letting out stereo gasps.\n\n"Mmmf... your hand feels different," you say in unison, then blush a bit. The sync of your motions starts to fall off though as you begin actually stroking each other, the other Jamie turning towards you and reaching over to gently fondle your balls, with you doing the same after a moment. "G-geez, they're soft," you can't help but blurt.\n\n"H-hey, don't say stuff like that, it's embarrassing," the other Jamie replies, the pink of a blush actually showing through the white fur on his cheeks. \n\n"Right, uh, sorry." Blushing even more yourself now, you squirm a little as you continue stroking your alternate's cock, the both of you squirming in place with a mixture of nervousness and pleasure, with your fuzzy other self's tail flicking back and forth excitedly as well. After a few seconds you murmur, "You wanna... you wanna just do this or...?"\n\n"I mean... I really only like girls," the other Jamie says, before adding, "But... I mean, like we said, it's just ourselves, so..."\n\n"R-right." ... Actually you have some questions about his preferences, but you too only like girls. But. As he said... it's just each other so...\n\nSoon he's laying on his back on the bed and you've moved up on top of him, wrapping a hand around the base of his cock and feeling that soft sheath fur on your palm, as he does the same. There's another bit of hesitation before both of you move in, starting to lick at the other's cockhead. 'I mean it's basically just like sucking your own dick without bending,' you think, knowing he's probably thinking it as well, the two of you starting to bob your heads as you work more and more of each other's... your own... cocks into your mouth, tongues growing more confident. Bit by bit your motions become more smooth, both of you getting more comfortable with giving the other pleasure in return for the pleasure they're giving. Though your movements aren't perfectly synced, it's still at the same moment that your cocks nudge the back of each other's throats, and after a bit of noises and effort, both of you push down, accepting each other's pricks into that tight embrace. Soon your lips are nudging the furry sheath at the base of the other Jamie's cock, and you can feel the slight pad of his nose rubbing against your balls as he bobs up to them. \n\nOf course, with both of you dedicated to giving your all in return for getting it, it's not long before you're brought to the edge. You don't really need a warning... by now you're pretty sure he's about to cum because you're about to cum, and syncing up again the two of you draw back upwards, at nearly the exact same moment starting to flood each other's mouths with cum. It's thick and hot and you're having difficulty putting a real taste to it... it's like the times you've tried yours in curiosity and, well, not. \n\nAfter collecting yourselves a moment, you roll off of the other Jamie, and the two of you sit up on the side of the bed, bashful and nervous. He leans across you to open the drawer, pulling from the secret stock of tissues you have, passing you one before taking one himself, both of you spitting out the loads of cum in your mouth into them. Apparently you both decided that would be a step too far for, ahem, masturbation. Once the tissues have been tossed, you clear your throat. "Wow, that was..."\n\n"N-nice, yeah," the other Jamie admits, both of you blushing.\n\n"... So do you wanna maybe do some m-"\n\n"Bigger cock tops!" he blurts out. Then, blushing even brighter and fidgeting, he murmurs, "First. Tops... first. ... Seems fair, right?"\n\n"... Dammit," you mutter, because that does seem fair. \n\nPart of you thinks maybe the two of you are taking this way too far, but the other part is thinking of how good it's going to feel getting your turn. Still, it's extremely embarrassing to get into position on the bed on all fours, your face red as you try not to fixate on the furry Jamie using some of the same stuff you use to masturbate sometimes to lube up. He climbs up behind you, pressing the tip of that pretty pink cock into place at your pucker. He hesitates, either at the fact that whatever the two of you said he clearly is about to fuck a guy, or to ask you if you're really sure you want to go through with it. You're not 100%, but he must have decided that he would be in your place because he starts pushing forward slowly, his cock pressing your ass open and starting to slide inside.\n\n"Mmf!" you grunt out, shivering at feeling the heat of him pushing inside.\n\n"S-sorry, does it hurt?" furry Jamie asks, pausing.\n\n"N-not quite, but it's weird," you admit, your shoulders squirming.\n\n"O-okay. Well, I mean, it's your turn next," he murmurs, biting his lower lip and adding a quieter, "And it feels <i>really good</i>," as he starts pushing in again.\n\nYour own cock goes about half-soft as you process the strange sensations of being penetrated, fighting the urge to squirm more since moving your hips just makes him work around inside of you and that feels even more strange. Still, to the other you's credit, he takes his time pushing in despite his obvious eagerness, until finally you feel him settle fully inside you, his furry balls resting on your smooth ones. Then he begins thrusting, slowly at first, clearly getting used to it, though from the soft panting noises he's making it's obvious he'd like to speed up the strokes of his throbbing straight cock into your previously virgin straight ass. Somehow it's even more embarrassing as he grips your hips as he starts to thrust, and it's hard to deny that your other self is actually fucking you now, his balls lightly slapping against yours with the depth of each impact, some admittedly really cute mewling noises escaping from low in his throat.\n\n"Mmf, mmf, mmf, mmf," you grunt softly with each thrust, your half-hard dick shaking and wobbling between your thighs. It... definitely feels really weird getting fucked... and...\n\n<hr>\n[[... you're looking forward to your turn.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[... it's actually starting to feel really good.|QOKeys]]

Alright, uh, you can do this, right? Like you've changed out parts in your computer and hooked up a bunch of electronics for your parents before, right? How much harder could this be, huh? Heh. Eheh. Eheheheheheh. ... Ohgod.\n\nAnd you find out that the answer turns out to be: 'Not much.'\n\nRapidly identifying all the obviously damaged cables and chips, you go rummaging in the bin for their replacements and quickly find that they're pretty much all color-coded. Just by unplugging one end of a cable at a time and plugging in its replacement the right way, you pretty quickly get all the cables replaced the right way, doing your best not to freak out as the ship keeps shaking and more warning bleeps keep going off. You're worried the chips will be harder, but turns out also no, they're all set so they only fit in particular slots in particular ways so it's mostly a case of making sure you got the right color-coded ones and actually getting them in there.\n\n... This ship feels at least 90% idiot-proof.\n\nAs you slot in the last chip, the whole panel hums and blinks to life. A couple of the lights on it are orange or yellow but most of them are green, and you're just going to take that as an encouraging sign. Then you let out a loud squeak as Kowsumi rushes over, all four of her boobs pressing up against the back of your head and neck as she looks the panel over.\n\n"Holy me you did it! You skipped a few steps and it's nowhere near optimized but you got us up and running!" She practically smooshes you between the wall and her chest as she leans forward and presses a button. "Bossbun, we're back up, all systems are go! Sorta!"\n\n"<i>Then let's get out of here,</i>" the pilot's voice says from the obvious speaker above the button. "<i>Everyone brace for emergency jump!</i>"\n\n"Wait brace for wh-" you start to say.\n\nThere's a weird stretching sensation, like you and everything else around you are being pulled like a rubber band and then given a little twist before being shot forward. You're not even sure what happens, but when you come back to yourself you find that you and Kowsumi are on the other side of the engine room, completely unhurt, except that she's now sprawled on her back and you're flopped on top of her in a rather compromising position, your crotches pressed together and your face directly in the center of all four boobs, your hands flopped atop her hips. You'd feel more embarrassed about it and probably flail if you felt like you could actually move or speak coherently at the moment.\n\n"Wheeeew, that was indeed a 'just barely all systems go' jump!" Kowsumi declares cheerfully, apparently unbothered as she snags you by the back of the shirt and lifts you up as she stands, still holding you dangled for a moment. "You okay, kid?"\n\n"... Everything tastes like blueberry," you reply, your head wobbling around a bit as you dangle limply from her grip.\n\n"... Crap, you're right, everything does taste like blueberry. Hokay, off to the doc's office we go!"\n\n"Hmmmm. Yup... got a dose of greenglow radiation, alright. Looks like you forgot to put down the engine compartment cover completely before we jumped, Kowsumi."\n\n"We were kind of in a hurry!" she huffs, thumping her hands down on her large hips, bovine tail flicking back and forth.\n\nYou're currently sitting on some sort of scanner bed in what's obviously the ship's medbay or whatever they call it, currently having a little sci-fi doodad with plenty of blinking lights waved at you by a tall, lean jackal-man with little gold spectactles perched atop his muzzle. He seems slightly more animal-like than the others, but still with largely humanized features. He's wearing a tight black bodysuit with gold markings on it underneath a white lab coat, which you guess is the universal symbol for doctor. \n\n"... So how long do I have?" you ask morosely.\n\nThe doctor blinks, then chuckles, tucking the scanner back into its little slot on the wall. "You'll be fine, the exposure isn't that bad. You'll need a decontamination shower and all your belongings will have to go into a shielded box for a few weeks, but other than that, no treatment necessary."\n\nThen he and Kowsumi turn as the door slides open, Splayza and the pilot walking in. You blush a little and try not to stare as seeing the rabbit-like woman full on from the front for the first time reveals a rather obvious bulge in the front of the crotch of her tight red suit as well as her fully-displayed breasts.\n\n"Everyone fit and firm, Doc?" she asks.\n\n"Fit enough after some precautions, firm I didn't bother asking," he answers cheerfully, adjusting his spectacles as your face goes entirely red.\n\n"Well then! I guess it's time for introductions, then explanations! Alright, kiddo, I'm Hara McBuck, captain of the <i>Justified Fury</i>. This is my first officer Splayza," she continues, gesturing at the four-armed woman who's just eyeing you critically, her upper arms folded under her large chest and her lower hands resting on her hips. "You've met our engineer Kowsumi, obviously, and this Doctor Nubi Kal. Our computer officer's a bit shy, so nevermind them. And you are?"\n\n"Uh, Jamie. From Earth," you explain.\n\n"Never heard of it. Human planet?" Splayza asks a bit suspiciously.\n\n"... Yeah pretty much."\n\n"Alright, Jamie, so care to explain how you got aboard my ship in the middle of a space battle with Sneks?" Hara prompts.\n\nYou start to spill everything, but hesitate just a bit. Should you tell them about the keys? They seem alright, but what if they take your key home away from you? ... What if they're actually the bad guys and decide to use it to invade Earth or something? Maybe you should be a little cautious.\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell them about the key.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Don't tell them.|QOKeys3x7]]

You have to admit, the thought of having power over Kevin is kind of... exciting. It's not like he pushes you around or bullies you at all, more like... well, it's just completely obvious he's the dominant one in the friendship. You know it, he knows it, probably everyone who's aware that the two of you are friends knows it. It's not vindictiveness that makes you want to turn the tables exactly. More like... you want to turn the tables just to know what it feels like for once, maybe.\n\nThe next day at school, you catch Kevin between classes and ask if he wants to hang out after school. "Yeah, sure, I was gonna suggest the same thing if I saw you today," he says with a grin. "My parents went out of town for the night and left plenty of pizza money, may as well have dinner at my place if your folks are okay with it."\n\nEven better! Trying not to seem too eager (or too nervous), you agree, texting your mother just before the next class starts. (Luckily you thought a situation like this might come up, so this morning you took a second to catch her and use the app to make it so that any time you made a request over text and included the apple emoji, she'd agree with whatever you said in it. Truly smartphones are a path to a better life in many ways.) So you head over to Kevin's to spend at least until dinner with full permission.\n\nOnce the two of you are up in his room, Kevin turns to you. "So I was figuring we'd play some Smash just to start off with, then we'd order the pizza and watch a movie."\n\nYeah, figures he'd have had it all planned out. That does kind of make what you're about to do even better. "Ah, first, take a look at this cool new app I found for my phone, it's pretty awesome," you tell him as you triple-click the power button.\n\n"Oh yeah? What's it... do..." he murmurs, trailing off as his eyes go glassy and his shoulders slump, the projected colors playing over his face.\n\nSo it definitely works on... well, guys, you guess. You don't know why you'd think it wouldn't, other than that the only person you've been able to test it on was a woman. Maybe some of the, ahem, literature you'd perused on the subject being heavily slanted towards girls being hypnotized had made you subconsciously wonder if it would even work on a boy. "Kevin, can you hear me?"\n\n"Yes, Master," he drones back, eyes fixed straight ahead even after you click the screen off and lower your phone.\n\n"Raise your left arm," you command, once again just wanting to test things out.\n\n"Yes, Master." Kevin obediently swings his left arm upwards, hand dangling somewhat limply in the air.\n\n"Okay, put it down." Hm, now to try something he'd be more disinclined to do if he weren't faking it. "... Give me twenty dollars."\n\n"Yes, Master," he murmurs, fishing his wallet out, presenting the amusing picture of a rather zombie-like person opening their wallet and fishing out a bill to proffer it.\n\nYoink. Yeah he didn't miss a beat on that one, no hesitation at all. Even Kevin's allowance isn't big enough that he wouldn't flinch at giving you twenty bucks without question. He's definitely under and definitely obedient... now it's just a question of what to do!\n\n<hr>\n[[Make some personality changes.|QOSJ6x2]]\n\n[[Ask him to do something specific.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Enslave him.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[... Fuck him.|QOSJ]]

You're pretty certain that since the whole 'apple emoji' thing worked, just about any command you give will take, even if it's broad and long-lasting. So you could actually make some changes that would go against Kevin's nature... well, his current nature... and he'd obey. The question is, what change to make?\n\n<hr>\n[[Make him obedient.|QOSJ6x3]]\n\n[[Make him gay.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Make him femmy and submissive.|QOSJ]]

It seems like every time you hang out with Kevin, you always wind up doing what he wants to do. Maybe it's time that the two of you did what <i>you</i> want to do... all the time. Every time.\n\nTaking a deep breath before you start, you start slowly, "Alright, Kevin, from now on... when I give you an order, you have to follow it. You won't tell anyone else about what I tell you to do, either, unless I specifically tell you that it's alright to. And you'll do it-"\n\n<hr>\n[["-casually."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["-normally."|QOSJ6x4]]

The screen thingies say that a Magoblin gets extra powers and abilities based on their titles, and you've got more of those than anyone you've ever heard of. Seems like a natural choice to you!\n\nThe moment you think it everything goes dark again. A moment later you sit up, and just almost scrape your new horns on the ceiling. (The sleeping cavern <i>is</i> pretty low, both because Juvenile Goblins aren't very big and because, well, they're treated like crap.) You duck your head down and turn, crawling out until you can stand up. You're on the slightly tall side for an adult Goblin, but of course still quite short compared to a Human. Just from what you can see, your body looks exactly like what you saw in your dream(?), though your old loincloth is just barely hanging on and even more just barely covering you.\n\n"Wha? You evolved already? And into a reader at that?"\n\nYou turn your head and see... oh, hey, it's the old goblin that was outside the hatching cave. Well, you think it is... old goblins especially tend to start looking all alike, even to other goblins. Either way he's looking you up and down, and then shakes his head.\n\n"What a thing. Well, you better go up and talk to old Hailbones, boy, he's the head of the readers. Be hell to pay if he thinks you're ducking him because you wanna challenge his position."\n\nOh right, Hailbones, the strongest of the very few magic-users this goblin colony has, a shaman who lives a little further up on the outside of the mountain. The other couple of Magoblins all answer to him, since he's the oldest and, well, say it, the cruelest. Yeah, even for a goblin. Hailbones may not be the chief, but he's for sure the one everyone's even more afraid of. ... Hrm, the old goblin's right, if you don't go to Hailbones and basically pledge loyalty, he might take you as a challenger for his position.\n\nOn the other hand, ugh... you just evolved, faster than any other goblin you've ever heard of, and into a Magoblin at that. You were dirt yesterday, but today you're a magic-slinger and a Defiler of Elves, and having to kneel and grovel before some old wrinkly green asshole sticks in your throat.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go pledge loyalty to Hailbones.|QOGob2x3]]\n\n[[Leave.|QOGob]]\n\n[[Challenge Hailbones.|QOGob]]

Oof. You suddenly realize you're really tired. Guess you used up all your stamina, huh?\n\n<<if $oberry is 0>>You have no oysterberries to eat to replenish your stamina, either. Tch.<<else>>You check your inventory on your MonComm and see that it says 'Oysterberries: (<<print $oberry>>)'<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $oberry is 0>>Can't use oysterberries, obviously.<<else>>[[Eat an oysterberry.|FGWLeisEatOberry]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Call it a day.|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]

You swallow hard, unable to deny the thrill running through your veins, your pounding heart, or your cock going stiff in your pants. You continue to stare as your brother is sucked off by a very, very pretty boy in girl's clothing. And soon it's not just that anymore.\n\nAki stands up and peels off the T-shirt, revealing what is indeed a very slender and very flat chest. Next to go are the panties, dropped to the ground and stepped out of at the same time she toes out of her sneakers. Now in nothing but cute socks and a skirt, Aki crawls onto the bed and turns to face away from Will, letting him aim his cock, the Asian boy moaning as he shifts and then slides himself down on it. He leans back to brace his hands on the bed, letting the skirt fall to pile against his flat belly, that stiff prick... quite possibly just as long as Will's, but more slender, smoother, more, well, you could almost call it "girly"... jutting out in the air. As he braces his sock-clad feet on the bed and starts to ride your brother's prick, you can see that slender dick bouncing eagerly, and faintly hear the sound of their balls slapping together, Aki moaning and gasping girlishly as he tosses his head, hair swaying across Will's chest.\n\n"Mmm, yeah, you like that big fat cock in your girly little ass, don't you, bitch?" Will half-coos, half-growls, his hands running up and down Aki's back and sides before grabbing his waist and hauling him down even harder, urging him to ride faster.\n\n"Yes, fuck, I fucking love your cock, yes," Aki gasps out, voice still all girl even as little strings of pre are sent flitting through the air by the bouncing of his prick.\n\nThat's too much for you, and you finally have to carefully shift around in the closet enough to undo your jeans and free your own hardon. You start stroking yourself as you keep your eyes glued to the scene in front of you, Aki tossing his head and moaning in that sweet, feminine voice, as well as letting out a loud gasp as Will grabs a fistful of that long black hair and yanks on it, making his legs quiver and cock spurt long streamers of white through the air to splatter on the floor. But even though Aki's apparently just cum, he seems to have no intention of stopping, continuing to bounce on Will's prick even as cum continues to dribble down his own still-stiff one.\n\nA few minutes later, Will lifts Aki off of him and spins him around, thumping the feminine boy face-down onto the bed and then moving behind him. You still have a fairly decent view as your brother hauls on the other man's hips to make him raise his ass into the air, jizz-dripping dick dangling down between those slender, girly thighs, framed by the fall of the pink skirt. Will raises up some, then slides back into that already well-fucked ass... this time you have a clear view of his heavy, masculine sack slapping against Aki's smooth, pretty one as the crossdresser moans whorishly. You shudder, biting down on your lower lip as the combination of the view and those moans pushes you over, and you start cumming, feeling your load dribbling down over your fingers (and probably smearing on your jeans). You're left breathing hard and staring, still lightly stroking yourself, as Will fucks Aki for several long minutes until pulling out and jerking himself to completion all over that pert, feminine ass, dribbles of his cum sliding down and over Aki's slightly gaping pucker and sleek balls.\n\nWhat they do after that you're not sure, as you find yourself sinking into sleep, overwhelmed by the earlier stress and then the illicit experience in front of you. When you wake up, it's even deeper into the night, and it's silent and dark in the apartment, the window curtains pulled, just barely allowing you to make out the mound of a sleeping body (or two?) under the covers in the bed. Fumbling to put yourself away, you carefully stand and then slide the door open more carefully than you've ever done in your life, slipping out of the room. From what you've seen on TV you'd expect the apartment to be trashed, but it's actually... pretty much like it was earlier, albeit dark, and with several trash bags piled in a corner. Looks like Will has pretty conscientious party guests... in fact, when you go back into your room, it looks like the sheets have been changed (thankfully). Barely having the will and awakeness to strip out of your jeans and sticky underwear, you change them for sleeping pants and flop into the bed, quickly falling back to sleep.\n\nWhen you wake again, the clock next to your bed says it's 8:45. You venture cautiously out of your room to find Will sitting at the kitchen table wearing his own sleeping pants, a bowl of cereal in front of him and reading what you assume is the news on his tablet. You're a little more surprised to see Aki, wearing what looks like a hockey shirt that's not quite long enough to completely cover her hips and ass, the back of his pink and purple thong pressed up between those pert cheeks. He's spreading peanut butter on a piece of toast and humming to himself cheerfully, neither of them apparently bothered by your presence. Will glances up, casually saying, "Hey, morning bro."\n\n"Ohayo~, Jamie~," Aki chirps, turning and leaning against the counter, similarly seeming unconcerned that the shirt isn't quite long enough to cover the obvious bulge in his panties. Instead he just beams at you and starts munching on the toast as you slowly walk over to sit down at the table.\n\n"Um. Hi," you answer lamely, bobbing your head in greeting.\n\nAki polishes off the toast surprisingly fast, licking his girlish fingers clean of any lingering crumbs and peanut butter before sashaying past the table, ruffling Will's hair in passing. "I'mma shower," he says cheerfully before disappearing into Will's room.\n\nYou sit there staring after him for a moment, barely parsing that Will's talking to you. "So you want some eggs or something? Cereal? Toast? ... Bro? Hey, Earth to Jamie, something up?"\n\n<hr>\n[["N-no!"|QOBro]]\n\n[["Uh..."|QOBro1x9]]

"So, uh, like... are you and Katrina broken up or... breaking up, or...?" you ask, feeling a bit lost.\n\n"Hm? No, of course not, why would you ask that?" Will replies, looking honestly confused.\n\n"... Are you gay...?"\n\n"No, I have no interest in men," he answers just as easily, brow furrowing a little. He really, honestly seems to not see where you're going with this.\n\n"Uh, well, I mean... Aki's... here this morning, and... uh... well... Isawyoutwolastnight," you blurt in a rush, squirming in place.\n\n"Oh. Oh, I get why you'd think that, then." Will sets aside his tablet and picks up his coffee cup, sipping at it as he apparently considers his reply. Then he shrugs. "To be honest, it's the perversity of it."\n\n"... Buh?" you ask, blinking in incomprehension.\n\n"I guess you could just say I'm a pervert," your brother muses aloud, his tone philosophical rather than ashamed. You're starting to wonder if there's a large gap between you in ways other than popularity, looks, and talent. "Cheating on your girlfriend is perverse. Cheating on your girlfriend with another man even moreso. The appeal of the perversity factor is enough to overcome my sexual preferences, you could say... though certainly it helps that Aki's probably the second girliest male I've ever seen, and likes to dress it and regularly take it up the ass."\n\n"... Oh," you acknowledge a little faintly.\n\n"So you saw us, hm?" Will continues, still sounding thoughtful as he eyes you. His lips slowly curl in a grin. "Turned you on, huh?" Apparently you going beet red is enough answer for him and he chuckles lightly, sipping from his cup again before setting it down. "I see. So what part turned you on, exactly...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Watching.|QOBro]]\n\n[[The thought of fucking a cute boy in girl's clothes.|QOBro1x10]]\n\n[[The thought of fucking as a cute boy in girl's clothes.|QOBro]]

"That's right, you'll be my weak, submissive little-dicked cock addict," you practically purr, leaning forward again and grabbing your father's waist, starting to actively fuck him again. Your cock throbs all the harder as you hear him whimper and moan with your renewed pounding, his voice sounding a bit higher than before.\n\nAs you fuck him, you watch him start to change... this is no subtle growth like your mother's tits, so you're sure it's happening this time. But you're too lost in how good fucking him, dominating him, <i>changing</i> him feels to be shocked. You watch as his shoulders and hips gradually narrow, his muscles becoming less defined, his whole body slowly shrinking. Even his ass feels like it's getting tighter around your cock! His lightly toned ass loses its tone and rounds out some, and though you don't have a good angle to see it, somehow you can just <i>feel</i> his cock shrinking, getting shorter and thinner by the moment, the thick growth of hair at the base of it slowly disappearing and leaving his smaller sack smooth and hairless as your own slaps against it.\n\nYou run your hands up and down his back, feeling the muscles shrink and shift, feeling his whole body lose years and tone. In a matter of minutes, your father looks like a boy maybe a little younger than yourself, albeit a fair bit more feminine-looking. His voice is even a youthful, almost girlish whimper as he begs, "Fuck me, please fuck me, I need your cock, master!"\n\nHe moans piteously as you pull out of him, before you flop onto your back and pull him to straddle you. He eagerly mounts up, reaching back to angle your thick, throbbing cock back to his already well-fucked boypussy, and then slides himself back onto you, laying delicate hands on your chest as he rides your cock. You run your hands up and down his slender hips as you watch his cute little four inch cock, pathetically small for a boy of even his apparent age, bounce as he eagerly works himself atop you. You nudge him back and he shifts his hands to rest on your legs, letting you watch his sleek little chest and belly arch, a bit of a bulge in his stomach from the size of your cock as he bounces on you.\n\nYour deaged father gives a long, girlish moan as you finally spill your load into his ass, your hands gripping his hips and hauling him down hard, grinding him against you. You hiss as you fill his teenage butt with thick gushes of your cum, feeling his boypussy squeeze all around you. Then you feel a wave of dizziness wash over you, as if the orgasm had been so intense it had caused a headrush. You give your head a little shake, but the odd, foggy feeling won't go away. You lay as you are, barely aware of it as your father dismounts and instead moves to take your cock into his mouth, lips spread wide as he gulps your cock down. Your mother crowds in beside him, her enlarged tits wobbling as she leans down to suckle at your balls, suck at the side of your shaft, and play her tongue over your cockhead along with your deaged father.\n\nThe pleasure combines with the dizzy feeling to leave you in a sort of hazy, pleasure-fogged daze. You're not sure how long the two of them work you over, both of them worshipping your cock and balls with their mouths... it could be fifteen minutes or two hours. Eventually you grunt and let loose with a fresh torrent of cum, both of them moaning happily as it splashes on their faces or falls on their jutting tongues. Giving a grunt, you look at your mother. "Take... take this cockslut..." You lightly slap your now slightly flagging cock against your father's cheek. "And get some more appropriate clothes." You last until they've both nodded happily and left the room before finally passing out as if exhausted.\n\nYou have a fitful sleep, tossing and turning. Your body aches and throbs, which you're aware of in a vague, half-dreaming way. It's like growing pains, but in every single inch of your body. You can even feel a tight, near-painful pressure along your gums, in your fingers and toes, in your forehead, down at the base of your back. When you awake, your entire body is slick with sweat, and you grown lowly as you sit up and put a hand to your head... then give a little 'ow' as you almost stab yourself. You look at your hand... then stare at it. It's a light red color, for one thing. Your nails are shiny black, long, and come to sharp points for another. You quickly leap out of bed and scramble to look in the mirror.\n\nIt looks like you kicked or pulled off your clothes at some point, because you find a naked reflection staring back at you. A reflection that definitely doesn't look like it used to. You're tall, for one thing, and your body is all lean, sleek muscle. You're also a lot more handsome than you were... or is it beautiful? It's kind of a little of both, you think in shock. Your cock's still quite long, even if it's soft right now... actually, you think it might be a bit longer than before, dangling well down your thighs, though there's not a scrap of hair there, or anywhere on your body below your neck that you can see. But even all of that isn't the strangest thing... you're red. A sort of pale red, like a bad sunburn, except it's obviously not that because it doesn't hurt (though you do feel warmer than before, come to think of it). Your fingernails and toenails have turned into black talons a half inch long, and you have a pair of short, pointed horns jutting up from your forehead. The sclera of your eyes have turned black, and your irises red. You even seem to have a tail... a stereotypical spade-tipped one, flicking back and forth behind you.\n\n"Not bad. It certainly could have been worse, I suppose."\n\nYou whip around at the sound of the familiar voice, then stare at the woman in your bedroom. It's Errana... but, well. She, too, is bright red, with a tail and horns... though her horns start behind and above her ears and curve forward. She also has wings, black ones, and her eyes glow a solid white. She looks you up and down, the shiny black bikini top she's wearing doing nothing to restrain the jiggling of her breasts as she moves her arms to rest one hand on her chin.\n\n"After all, your friend's still just fucking away at every girl he can get his hands on. At this rate he'll wind up turning into a semi-mindless lesser incubus and getting put down by the first upstart demon hunter to come along. You, on the other hand, seem to have metamorphosed into a Demon Prince... a very, very early, practically powerless one, but it's certainly a start."\n\n"Demon... Prince?" you repeat numbly, looking down at yourself.\n\n"Correct. Demon Princes are sex demons that are focused on both transformation and domination... they fuck mortals, men and women alike, and change them into forms more suitable to being submissive, slutty little generators of sexual energy." She smiles as she stalks forward, lightly running her fingertips along the newly defined muscles of your stomach, making you give a low 'mmf', your cock stirring slightly. "And here I was going to turn you and the other one into imps. What a loss that would have been. This could be much nicer... if you'll pay the price for me to teach you to harness your new powers, of course." Before you can ask, she smiles wickedly and says, "A soul."\n\n"My soul?" You almost expect the words to come out in a squeak, but they come out calmly and smoothly, if a bit worried. Huh... even your voice is sexier and more in control now, you suppose.\n\n"Well, if you want. You don't really need it in your current state anyway, it will eventually pop out on its own. I keep mine next to my bed... sentimental value, I suppose." She shrugs, making her barely-covered tits wobble again. "Or you could give me the soul of someone you've already dominated. Your mother or your father... you wicked thing you," she coos, reaching down to grip your shaft and squeeze. \n\nYou give a low 'mmf' again as she starts slowly stroking you, your cock thickening and hardening in her hand until it's standing fully. Still, you find it surprisingly easy to focus as you look at her suspiciously. "Just what will happen to the person whose soul I give you?"\n\n"If it's yours, you won't change at all. You're a demon now... you're not even using it, and as I said, you'll eventually reject it anyway. If it's a mortal, they won't die or anything." She shrugs, with more jiggling, though the motion of her arm as she slowly jerks your cock is already causing a fair bit. "But they will lose their personality. They'll still be capable of generating energy you can use just fine, but they'll be rather blank and unresponsive, so I suggest giving me the soul of the one you're less interested in." Then her wicked smile returns in full force. "But that's all I ask. Just one soul as a token of your willingness to proceed, and I'll teach you everything... how to change your own form, how to better control the forms you give others, how to use the souls you take, and many, many other things about being a demon. Now, what do you say...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Give her your soul.|QODPPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Give her your mother's soul.|QODPPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Give her your father's soul.|QODPPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Offer her Kevin's soul.|QODPPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QODPPlaceholder]]

Yeah, this is just too much, you've gotta duck out. Setting down the can you were holding, you try not to be too obvious about making a beeline for the room your brother had designated as yours for your visit, hoping to close the door and possibly retreat into your headphones and the internet to take your mind off the mass of people lurking just outside.\n\nUnfortunately, once you arrive, you find it's not to be. Opening the door finds that 'your' room is already in use. Specifically, a man and a woman are sprawled on the bed, kissing noisily. Your eyes widen and your face goes red as you realize the extent of their making out... specifically, that her shirt is pushed up and one side of her bra pulled down, her bare breast being kneaded and toyed with, while his pants are open, the woman's hand stroking and squeezing at his stiff cock. Both seem thoroughly engrossed in what they're doing, and either don't notice or don't care that you've opened the door and are staring at them.\n\n<hr>\n[[Try to shoo them out.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Hide in your brother's room instead.|QOBro1x6]]

Yeah, you're just... not... going to get involved, here. Quickly closing the door, you scuttle away over to your brother's room instead. Of course, it looks like <i>his</i> privacy gets respected, since no one's in here. (Of course that room you're using is probably usually vacant. ... Well, whatever.) Not wanting to be found out, you leave the lights off, since the light from the window is enough to see by decently anyway.\n\nThe room's pretty big and classy... you wonder if Katrina or Will was the one to decorate it? Probably did it together, all cool mature wealthy people style. 'Understated and functional, but classic and elegant'. Or whatnot. Mostly in dark colors, which you can't pick out all that well with the lights off. Well, whatever. Deciding to be as unobtrusive as possible, you settle into a chair in the corner and pull out your phone, pulling up one of your mobile games.\n\nYou're not entirely sure how long you've been playing when you hear the doorknob turning and the door opening. Your head snaps up, and a combination of your earlier stress from the party and fear of getting griped at over being in your brother's room without asking him hits you like a baseball bat. Practically panicking, you scramble into the nearby open walk-in closet and pull the door closed after yourself, turning on your phone and peering out through the slats.\n\nA pair of people does indeed seem to be coming in and making their way towards the bed... but rather than some strangers, one of them is your brother. Your eyes widen some as you realize the other is... definitely not his girlfriend. Actually, it looks more like-\n\n<hr>\n[[Sandy.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Lil.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Aki.|QOBro1x7]]\n\n[[Kira.|QOBro]]

It would be hard to mistake Aki for anyone else, with all that pink and purple. You watch with wide eyes as Will tugs her along with him as he crosses to the bed, your brother flopping to sit on the edge of it, and nonchalantly undoes his pants and pulls out his stiff cock. Without a word or hesitation, Aki immediately settles to her knees between your brother's legs, pausing only to brush her hair back over her shoulders before leaning forward. One slender, elegant hand wraps around his shaft and starts stroking as she slides her mouth over the head of it. You can't see too many details of what she's doing, other than the occasional tiny glimpse of her tongue poking past her lips, but it's pretty obvious that that she's doing a good job from his soft moans and the way he's stroking a hand over her hair. Holy crap... your brother, your practically married brother, is getting a blowjob from a girl that's definitely not his girlfriend, right in front of you!\n\nIt's still mostly shock that has you staring at the scene in front of you, as Aki leans back and unzips her hoodie to shrug out of it, revealing a black T-shirt with cute, colorful mascot animals on the front (you think, you can't see that too well and only get a glimpse), while Will shoves his pants down and off. Then Aki leans back in, and this time you can see her tongue and lips going to work on your brother's sack, her eyes rolled up towards his face as she tonguebathes his balls. She does that for several minutes before replacing her mouth with one hand, fondling his balls with her delicate fingers as she slides her mouth back over his cock, but this time begins bobbing her head, a few strands of raven hair slipping back over her shoulders and drifting around her face. Her other hand slides lower, and drawn by the motion your eyes follow it. What you see almost makes you squeak loudly enough to be overheard.\n\nThere's a distinct tent in the front of Aki's skirt. At a flick of those fingers, the skirt is moved back, showing purple-trimmed pink panties stretched over a long, stiff prick. Aki flips the panties down to free it, leaving them to hug up against her... his... balls as he starts stroking himself smoothly with one hand, the other still fondling your brother's balls while he gulps down his dick eagerly. You're pretty sure that from the angle he's at, your brother would be able to notice what Aki's doing... but he doesn't seem to care at all, if anything stroking Aki's raven hair more enthusiastically to urge him on.\n\nThis is...\n\n<hr>\n[[... disgusting!|QOBro4x1]]\n\n[[... actually kind of hot...|QOBro1x8]]

You decide to take your brother up on the offer to spend a few days with him. Maybe this will be a good opportunity to finally connect with him.\n\nWhich sounds like a weird thing to say, but, well, you're a good handful of years apart in age, and... different. Like, really different. Will is outgoing, does great in class, plays sports casually but well, and is good-looking. He's basically you if you'd won every combined genetic and personality lottery from your parents' DNA. You were actually extremely lucky not to get anything too negative about it... your parents never praised him to your exclusion, you never had people trying to suck up to you to get to him or bullying you because they couldn't get to him, but heck, maybe that was because he was almost always one school ahead of you and no one would believe the two of you were related, even with the physical resemblance. But then, maybe that was it... there was nothing that someone like him, who excelled at everything, and someone like you, who's just average and wants to get by without any trouble, had in common. You might have lived in the same house for thirteen years but really you were living in two different worlds.\n\nWell, you don't want to grow up and have him turn into a stranger you see every other Christmas, that's the sort of stuff people cry about on their deathbeds. (You probably think about your deathbed a little too often. You need more cheerful hobbies or something.) Anyway, once you've accepted your offer, your brother shows up a few hours later in his rather nice car to drive you over to his place. Unfortunately it's off to a bit of a quiet start... he asks how school has been going, how your friends are, and you find yourself giving the same noncommital answers you give your parents. Oh well, maybe it'll be better once you've settled in, you think as you pull up to the old warehouse. \n\nWill lives in perhaps the most hippy-esque living arrangements imaginable... an old multi-story warehouse converted into apartments. Except these are really big, really nice apartments, meaning that Will even has a guest bedroom for you to stay in. The two of you step into the old elevator and he pulls the grate down before pressing the thankfully updated button. You glance aside at him nervously a few times... yup, there he is all tall, and toned, and handsome, with his perfect hair and great jaw. Like you but handsome. Heck, the two of you are even dressed mostly the same, except that his jeans and T-shirt somehow manage to make him look like the star of an action film who's about to be plunged into danger in the midst of morning coffee, or a romantic comedy lead about to have his meet-cute, or something. Man you hope this weekend picks up... so far all you're getting is a major case of the inadequates.\n\nEventually the slow, rumbling elevator shudders to a stop, and Will hauls the gate up again, the two of you stepping out. This is the first time you've really been in his apartment, so you take a long look around. Most of it's wide open, an effectively huge area that's had a couple of 'clusters' of furniture set up to make a couple of different areas to sit and talk or watch the wall-mounted TV. There's a long counter with stools separating the main area and the kitchen area, which is fairly small but looks like it has some upper-end restaurant level stuff installed. Even just the entry/living area is huge, but then, you figure that's probably just a preview of the rest of Will's life. He's already consulting for various financial firms as a freelancer even though he's still in college, which is half of what pays for this place. The other half being his roommate/girlfriend, Katrina.\n\nYou glance over at the wall, where a bunch of photos have been hung up of Will hanging out with his friends, but mostly his drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend. Tall with milky skin and platinum blonde hair and amazing blue eyes, Katrina's basically like some ancient Russian princess reincarnated. (She also has a really amazing chest but your brain rejects trying to acknowledge that because she's basically your brother's fiancee.) You're not sure what brought her to Deviville U specifically for her studies, but she immediately hit it off with Will and they've been dating since essentially the second day they knew each other. Your parents, at the very least, have stopped treating it as a question of if, but exactly how many hours after graduation, they'll get married. Oh well, takes the pressure of providing grandkids off of you, at least. You take a glance around the room, not seeing her, nor really any sign of a female inhabitant of this particular abode. \n\nWell, you do need to try and talk to your brother more, might as well get comfortable with asking simple questions.\n\n<hr>\n[["So is Katrina not here?"|QOBro1x2]]\n\n[["So when does Katrina get here?"|QOBro]]

"Nope, Katrina finished up her classes early and went home for the summer," Will replies, lifting your bag off your shoulder without asking, but since he does it so easily and naturally you can't really make a fuss as he carries it over and sets it inside the doorway of what's apparently your room. "Had some family things she needed to take care of, but she'll be back before the start of the next semester."\n\n"Oh." You nod, glancing around and tugging at the collar of your shirt. "Um, does that have anything to do with why it's so warm in here...?"\n\n"Ha! Yeah, I admit, Kat likes to keep it pretty frigid in here, guess I'm taking the opportunity to overcompensate a little. I've gotten to like it hot when I can get that," he answers, sauntering back over and ruffling your hair. "Don't worry, you'll survive."\n\nYou frown a little, considering that it feels like you're already starting to sweat a little, but you don't think it would get this visit off to a good start if one of the first things you did was start nagging him over the climate control... especially if that's something his <i>girlfriend</i> usually does. Feeling a little awkward again, you follow him over to the main grouping of furniture, the one aimed in the general direction of the TV, and settle down on the couch. Will diverts into the kitchen, raising his voice so you can hear him as he rummages in the fridge. "So I was thinking tonight we'd probably just order a pizza, watch some movies, maybe play a few rounds of a shooter or fighter. Sound good?"\n\nThat makes you relax considerably. All of that is easily within your wheelhouse, you were kind of starting to worry he might want to play basketball or watch the news or something. "Yeah, that'd be great," you call back sincerely.\n\n"Cool," your brother announces as he walks back over, proffering you a can. "Here y'go."\n\n"Thanks, I-" You take the can pretty much on reflex, assuming it to be a soda, then blink at the logo that's staring back at you. "... ah..."\n\n"Hey, relax little brother, that's pretty much one of the weakest beers on the market," he answers with a laugh, settling in at the other end of the couch and popping open his own can, which looks to be a different kind. At your leery look, he gives you a charming wink. "Relax, Mom's not gonna materialize and start crying or something, and I also promise not to let you go on a mad, single-beer-fueled bender that completely destroys your life."\n\n"I wasn't thinking that!" you blurt, blushing red. You might have been thinking that a little.\n\n"Just sip it slowly and don't try to gulp it, even you probably won't get more than a minor buzz."\n\nMaybe it's the 'even you' that gets your goat a little... you don't think he meant it that way, but it does arouse something of a stubborn readiness to rise to the challenge. Popping open the beer, you take a... very small gulp. It's... not that great, but it's not that bad either. You sip at it again after a moment. Maybe you make a face, because Will chuckles. "Maybe I should've picked up some Zimas instead, since they're making those again?"\n\nYou know just enough about Zima's reputation for that to make you flush again, and mutter, "This is fine," before pointedly taking another drink. \n\n"Aw, c'mon, don't get upset," he soothes, apparently sincerely as he reaches over to pat your shoulder a few times. "I'm just trying to figure out a good way to talk to you, seems like we never did back when I was at home." You do settle a little at that, nodding, since that was on your mind too. "So don't take my ribbing the wrong way or anything, I don't mean anything by it."\n\nYou nod again, continuing to sip at the beer. "Yeah, well... I hope we figure out how to hang out together right too," you finally declare.\n\nThat makes him grin again. "Alright! So hey, why don't you decide what we should do, eh?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Have that pizza and games. ... And maybe more beer.|QOBro1x3]]\n\n[[Watch a movie.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Something to get cool.|QOBro2x1]]

"I dunno, I liked the sound of getting a pizza and the movie and other stuff," you speak up. Then you flush a little as you add, "And maybe a little more beer."\n\n"Hey, sounds good." Will laughs at that, then glances at his watch. "Hm. Still a little early. Tell you what, why don't you go kill about an hour getting squared away in your room while I check up on some reports and the market, then we'll order?"\n\nSeems reasonable, so you get up and head in to take a look in your room. You're surprised by how big the bed is, and that there's even a desk with a decent chair in here... maybe one or both of them use it as an office sometimes? There's not a ton of room for much besides those two things and a dresser, but there's enough for it not to feel cramped. You get your laptop set up and log into the wifi connection, and spend a little while checking your email, bopping around your usual sites, and maybe just carefully poking about a tiny bit to make sure Will doesn't have certain sites blocked. (He doesn't, not that you really expected him to, but then he does have a really hot girlfriend and who knows how she feels about... ... certain sites.) \n\nA little over an hour later you wander back out, Will glancing over his shoulder at you and then leaning forward to close his own laptop. "Hey, yeah, right on time. Okay, I'll go order. Pepperoni, right?" At your nod, he pulls out his cellphone and dials a number he obviously knows well, wandering in the general direction of the kitchen as he speaks. "Hey, Amos, this is Will, I need a... oh, they are? Yeah, sure, that'd be cool."\n\nYou blink. That doesn't sound like any time you've ever ordered pizza. Well, it started right out with him knowing the guy on the other end's name (how much does he eat there? or is it just part of his social skill superpowers?), but now it sounds like he's actually being handed off to someone else.\n\n"Hey, what's up, how's it going?" he says brightly as he wanders back and forth a little in front of the counter. "Yeah? Who else? Oh really? Hm. ... Hm, well, lemme check." He taps the mute button on his phone and looks at you. "Hey, Jamie, turns out a few of my friends are already at the pizza place and they were just about to order. Think it'd be alright to invite them over? I'd love to introduce you around, and they're a ton of fun to hang out with!"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Sure?|QOBro1x4]]\n\n[[... God no?|QOBro]]

Eh... unlike you, Kevin and Maya both have lots of other friends at school, and other activities and stuff they're involved in. They probably wouldn't want to ditch all that to go to some other school in another country, while you have... considerably fewer attachments. Finishing up the form, you close it out and halfway forget about it.\n\nUntil, of course, the next day when the doorbell rings in the mid-morning. You glance towards your own door curiously, then shrug and continue messing with your current game, figuring it's probably a package delivery. Until a few minutes later you hear your mother calling in a rather aggravated tone, "Jamie. Could you come downstairs, please?"\n\n'Uh-oh. What did I... <i>uh-oh</i>.' Wincing, you nevertheless get up and head downstairs, since you're pretty sure taking a header out the window isn't really a viable option.\n\nWaiting in the living room are your mother, her arms folded over her chest and her face a bit of a thundercloud, and a woman sitting on the couch, looking quite calm and composed despite that. The woman on the couch is about your mother's age, maybe a little younger, with fairly shorte black hair, dark eyes, and olive skin. She's a little on the leaner side, though that might be the cut of her black suit jacket and skirt, and dark black hose.\n\n"Jamie. Ms. Smith is apparently here to talk to us about the <i>study abroad</i> program you signed up for. Without telling us," your mother adds rather acidly.\n\n"Um... yeah," you murmur sheepishly, rubbing your upper arm. "I kinda did it on a whim, sorry Mom. And then I guess it just kinda slipped my mind. ... Sorry."\n\n"These things happen," Ms. Smith interjects smoothly before your mother can say anything, lifting her hands in a bit of a shrug. "Now, Mrs. Kinsington, I know you might be a bit upset at the thought of Jamie being away for most of four years-"\n\n"FOUR years?!" both you and your mother blurt.\n\n"... Mm. I guess you neglected to read that you were signing up for the full four year graduation course at High School." Ms. Smith sighs a little, then continues. "But please understand, this program is actually very important to the government, and Jamie was put on a short list of very desirable students."\n\n"I was?" you say with a shocked blink.\n\n"He was?" your mother says with a shocked blink, before giving you an apologetic look.\n\n"Yes, he's apparently considered very ideal for this particular cultural and scholastic exchange program. Now, not to put too fine a point on things, but since this program is considered important enough to the government's desire to strengthen relations with those running it, we're willing to offer some additional incentives on top of those the program itself offers to smooth over any objections to his admission."\n\n"Look, if you think there's anything that would convince me to send my son off to some foreign school for <i>four years</i>-!"\n\n"Such as automatic admission to any college of his choosing on the planet, with a full-ride scholarship that will include extended education such as a doctorate."\n\n"Will he need bedding? Do the dorm beds come with sheets or do we need to buy him sheets?"\n\nSo uh... yeah, that pretty much takes care of it. Ms. Smith leaves her contact information and says she'll be back to collect you closer to the end of the summer, and that really all you need to bring is enough clothes for a couple of days because you're expected to wear the uniform most of the time and you can buy more clothes when you get there if you need. Your father is similarly convinced by the same argument so... yeah, looks like you're going. You didn't realize you were signing up for a whole four year course, but they did say you should be able to come home on holidays, so there's that. Eventually you get around to telling your friends, and while Kevin is encouraging (and has several rather lewd ideas about your potential success with foreign girls he shares with you in slightly uncomfortable detail), Maya seems rather distressed by it, rushing to apply for the program and sulking when she doesn't get in due to it apparently having filled up. Dang, you had no idea she'd be so into the idea of going to high school in another country.\n\nIn any event, the summer eventually draws to a close and, at least feeling like you can't talk yourself out of it since apparently an authentic government agent is involved, you pack a backpack, bid goodbye to everyone, and get in the car and then a private(!) plane to Florida, which is apparently where you'll be setting out for your next destination. Honestly it's pretty exciting, getting to skip all the airport security, sit in a rather ritzy seat, have... well, it's basically the same soda and snacks as a regular airplane but they put them in actual glass cups and little bowls so that's cool. When the plane arrives, you get off it with Ms. Smith and into a black SUV that looks exactly like the one in Deviville, and it sets off. You're expecting it to take you to another airport, but instead after awhile you say, "Uh, is that... NASA?"\n\n"Yes," Ms. Smith answers absently, apparently absorbed in something on her tablet.\n\n"Are we... going to take a tour before my flight?"\n\n"Something to that effect, yes."\n\nOh, well. That's also cool! An overly excited young man in a white coat greets you at the front of the building, and does give you a (rather hurried?) look around the facility, including giving you several freebies from the gift shop so that's nice too. You admit your eyes light up as you see that the next stop is apparently mission control... though you're a little shocked when you walk inside and it's bustling with activity, all the stations manned, even though there's not a shuttle on the pad. 'Huh, is it just like this all the time?' you think with a glance around.\n\n"Is the ride here yet?" Ms. Smith asks, resting her hands on her hips. \n\n"It's just passed inside the moon's orbit," someone at one of the stations answers. "We're expecting atmospheric entry in approximately seven minutes."\n\nWait, what? You lean over to look at that person's screen, and your jaw drops. There's a slightly grainy but still very distinct image of something long, its general shape roughly reminding you of a shoe if it was symmetrically curved on both sides, similarly tapering upward into a shallow dome, with a more squarish rise atop that towards the back, and breaks in the sort of "trim" around the edges both in the indents at the sides and towards the tip. It's painted black and yellow in a pattern, and one of the views shows what looks like glowing text scrolling along a black bar on the side. "... uh..." you say, rather faintly.\n\n"A little late, but I suppose we wound up mildly late too," Ms. Smith says in a philosophical tone as she checks her watch. "Well, Jamie, let's get you out on the tarmac, no need to make an elaborate show of this, the pilot is apparently a third party and not particularly interested in theatrics."\n\n"W-w-wait wait wait wait!" you blurt, hopping back and hugging the book of space photos you were given against your chest like a shield. "Are you telling me that's an alien space ship, and it's here to pick <i>me</i> up?!"\n\n"Yes. You're going to Universe High," Ms. Smith says firmly, obviously taking a bit of a commanding tone as she snags you by the arm and starts urging you back into the hall.\n\nAnd, well, it's you, so you let her. But you continue to freak out a bit as she does. "No one told me I was gonna go to high school for <i>aliens</i>!"\n\n"Yes well you seemed rather timid and I was afraid you'd rabbit on me if I clarified, since it's pretty obvious that the intergalactic exchange people didn't understand they had to make 'you'll be going to high school for aliens' explicit. But let's make something clear, Jameson," she adds in a slightly more severe tone as she jabs a button in the elevator, then turns and leans down to look you in the eye. "You already signed a contract with these people for four years of your time. Which means that you can either spend those four years as a Universe High student, or they can make use of them as they like. Either way, you are getting on that ship."\n\n"But... but... but..." You struggle for anything to say to that, before trying, "But can I even legally agree to a contract like that? I'm a minor!"\n\n"On their end, they have different age requirements for being able to sign a contract. On our end..." She quirks an eyebrow as she straightens up. "Jamie, we're the government. Laws may be unyielding truths for you, but to us they're just suggestions. Now, hold still so I can inject you with translator microbes," she murmurs, starting to rummage in her pockets as the elevator doors slide open.\n\n<hr>\n[["... Okay."|QOGH1x2]]\n\n[[... Zoink.|QOGH]]

Perhaps it's the sudden realization that you've become not just a complete slut for cock, but a really cute, really sexy little slut for cock. Wouldn't being a naughty brat-boi be a lot of fun? And what's brattier and naughtier than doing lewd things with Daddy?\n\nGrinning, you drop your hands down and wiggle back and forth. "Wellllll... okay, Daddy, I'll tell you what's going on. But you have to promise to help me out with it, okay?"\n\n"Of course," he says immediately, looking serious as he closes the paper and sets it aside. "I'll absolutely help out with whatever you need."\n\n"Oh good!" Grinning, you do a deft little motion of your hands to undo your button and zipper a bit. You've always worn your jeans a bit baggy anyway, so that's all it really takes to allow them to drop to the floor. Your father's eyes widen as you lift the hem of your hoodie, swaying your hips back and forth as you show off the hot pink thong you're wearing. "See, the thing is, I've gotten totally thirsty for cock. I love sucking it and I love getting fucked, and honestly it's hit a point where I'm gonna get pretty shameless about it."\n\n"Uh... uh, I... uh..." Well that seems to have caused Dad.exe to crash pretty hard. Your father just stares at you, trying to process that, clearly, or what he's supposed to do with you showing off your hips, made all the more girly in shape by the lines of the thong, along the little soft bulge in the front of the fabric. "J-Jamie, I... I appreciate that you want to... to come out... but I'm not sure if doing it this way is appropriate..."\n\nYou've completely rendered your father flat-footed. And in a burst of realization that almost literally sends a shiver of pleasure through you, you understand that <i>you have all the power here</i>. You've taken him so completely off his game and out of what he was expecting that you've become the one in charge of this entire scenario. It's like in that instant, Submissive Sissy Jamie gets burned away and leaves a reforged Top-From-The-Bottom Brat Jamie in his place.\n\nSmirking, you sink to your knees and forward onto your hands, making sure to display your ass with the strap of the thong disappearing into the round curves of your buttocks swaying in the air below the line of your hoodie as you move. "Hmmmm? If it's inappropriate, whyyyy is <i>this</i> so hard?" you practically purr, your father jumping a little as you raise a hand to run it along his inner thigh, slowly moving it towards the obvious bulge restrained by the fly of his pants.\n\n"That's... th-that's, Jamie, please, you can't," he insists weakly, and yet does nothing to stop you as you move both hands to start undoing his fly, the button popping open and zipper sliding down to reveal the bulge straining at snug white fabric.\n\n"Ooooo," you coo softly as you pull the underwear down to let his shaft spring free, giving a light extra tug to pull them down below the level of his balls and let those spill out too. "You're bigger than my boyfriend, Daddy," you assure him, gazing up at him adoringly, watching the shock and shame and lust roil in his eyes as you gently wrap your fingers around the lower part of his shaft and give it a few strokes. "I'm gonna have soooo much fun sucking this. I mean..." You grin impishly up at him, eyes twinkling as you add, "If you reeeeally don't want me to, you can just say 'no'."\n\n"Jamie, nNNH!" he gasps loudly, clearly interrupted as you drag your tongue up the half of his cock that you're not stroking, every motion brushing your hoodie sleeve against his shaft and balls. You keep him off-guard with several little sucking kisses around the base of the head, before sliding your mouth over the tip. The whole time you keep your eyes on his face, just daring him to rally and actually say no even as you slide your mouth further and further down, bobbing your head gently here and there. But by the time you've got half of him down, it's clear he's not going to say 'no'... instead he just moans and rests a hand on your head, gently pushing you further downward.\n\n"Mmmn... mmm... mmm!" you moan softly around him as you bob and suck, making it abundantly clear just how much you're loving having your father's cock in your mouth to him, as if the wiggling of your ass and the eagerness of your sucking wasn't enough. Despite him indeed being bigger than Joshua, your trained, slutty throat has no problem taking it in, even as he bulges up the slender lines of it as you lower your head. But eventually you slide your hand away and kiss your lips to the root of his prick, his balls pressing against your chin as you wiggle your head and look up at him. The look of awe and pleasure on his face just further empowers you... you wonder if your mother never managed to entirely deepthroat him, or if your throat game's just better. Either way his hand's guiding you eagerly enough in bobbing your head now, his resistance gone, face slightly slack and eyes heavy-lidded as he looks down at you, apparently almost literally entranced by the feel of you sucking him and the sounds of you moaning sweetly in pleasure as you do. You slowly draw your head up after a few long bobs, dragging your tongue up more firmly before popping him out, and giving the underside a kittenish lick before saying, "Hey Daddy, since I said I'd ask before getting any more piercings, could I get a tongue piercing?" in a near-musical tone.\n\n"Nnnh... ah, fuck," he moans as you press your lips to the side of his shaft and slide your head up and down, swirling your tongue around as you go. "Yes... fuck yes, get your tongue pierced, you little slut..."\n\nYou giggle at that... as if the answer to you getting what you wanted was in question in even the slightest anymore. Speaking of which, you lean back and pull off your hoodie, baring your puffy, perky pink nipples, before leaning back in and giving a hefty spit on your father's shaft, smearing the saliva over it with your hands. "Speaking of 'piercing'... ♪"\n\nSoon you've got your feet braced on the sides of the chair cushion beside your father's thighs, his hands gripping firmly on your waist as you bounce atop him, the back of your panties pulled aside to allow his stiff, spit-lubed prick access to your soft, eager pucker. "Oh fuck, oh fuck Daddy, Daddy your cock's so big, your cock feels so big in my slutty little pussy," you moan shamelessly as his dick throbs inside your ass, his hips jerking up towards you with less and less restraint with every stroke. You shake your hips eagerly, working him like the cock-addicted little whore you are, leaning back further so you can jut out your tongue and have him suck on it as you work yourself on his prick. After all you've worked him up, it's not surprising that it doesn't take too long before he's spilling himself inside you, moaning against your mouth as he fills you up, your own sweet, girly moans meeting his as you assgasm from the feeling of your own father's cock twitching and shuddering inside you as he floods you with his cum.\n\n"Mmmn.... so I can have a credit card to pay for the piercing, right, Daddy?" you murmur sweetly to him as he lays back, panting and gasping from the intensity of his orgasm, while you just smirk and give his cheek a kiss. "And anything else I need?"\n\n"... yes," he murmurs, moaning lowly, some of that shame creeping back into his voice. But you can also feel his cock give a hard throb and another splurt inside you... he's hooked.♥\n\nOf course after that you have to gather up your clothes and hurry back upstairs to shower... your mother might be home any time, after all! But after dinner you sit in your room, wearing a cute pair of blue panties and a matching nightie top and painting your nails... you feel way too confident with your newfound power to bother keeping it low-key anymore. You do keep it to just a slightly pink gloss coat, though, more from personal taste than not wanting to look girly... "understated" and "on the down-low" aren't the same thing at all. You turn off the lights and snuggle in under the covers, laying on your belly about the time your father usually goes to bed. As expected, this time he hesitates a good long while outside your room, then slips carefully inside and hesitates even longer beside your bed. You keep yourself still, enjoying his wrestling with his shame... and enjoying it all the more when he inevitably gives in and pulls the covers back, a soft moan escaping his throat at the sight of what you're wearing. You look up at him with sparkling eyes and an impish grin, and he shudders softly before dropping his sleeping pants and climbing onto the bed, pulling the back of your panties down and pressing himself into your already lubed boy-pussy, trying to keep his thrusts slow and light so as not to make your bed squeak, with you giving soft, breathy, feminine moans in time with his cock pumping into you.\n\nThere's a chirp from your bedside table as a text message comes in, and you snag it and pull it over, redirecting your attention to it even as your father continues to thrust gently and slowly into your ass. The text message is, as you might expect, from Joshua. <i>Hey, babe, let's get together tomorrow and fuck.</i> Mm, the mingling of the thought of Joshua's cock, and the fact that he's giving you a booty call while completely unknown to him your booty is already getting filled by another man, sends an even more pleasurable thrill through you... and apparently makes your hot, soft, tight hole do fun things around your father's cock from the animalistic grunt he gives in response. Ah... which just puts you in a quandry! Should you indeed hook up with Joshua, and show him that he's not necessarily in charge anymore? Or should you stay home for some quality time with Daddy, since your mother will be going out to visit friends not long after breakfast? Or... should you revel in your newfound freedom and confidence by heading out on the town to hunt some fresh partners?\n\n<hr>\n[[Hookup with Joshua.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Day with Daddy.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Go on the prowl.|QOBully]]

You return to the adventure area's entrance, with its odd little sampling of biome aesthetics.\n\nThe signpost currently reads 'ADVENTURE ZONE - Explore<<if $puckplantdiscover>> - Pucker Plant Patch<<endif>><<if $mustangplainsdiscover>> - Mustang Plains<<endif>><<if $jungletreesdiscover>> - Jungle Trees<<endif>><<if $abandondragongrottodiscover>> - Abandoned Dragon Grotto<<endif>><<if $dessertdesertdiscover>> - Dessert Desert<<endif>><<if $bitchbeachdiscover>> - Bitch Beach<<endif>>'\n\n<<if $energy < 0>><<set $energy to 0>><<endif>>You do a check of your MonComm and find you have <<print $energy>> stamina.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy is 0>><<set $comefromzone to true>>You could try to continue, [[but...|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]\n\n[[Call it a day.|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]<<else>>[[Explore.|FGWLeisExplore]]<<if $puckplantdiscover and not $puckplantvisited>><br><br>[[Pucker Plant Patch.|PuckerPlantFirst]]<<endif>><<if $puckplantdiscover and $puckplantvisited>><br><br>[[Pucker Plant Patch.|PuckerPlantRepeat]]<<endif>><<if $mustangplainsdiscover and not $mustangplainsvisited>><br><br>[[Mustang Plains.|MustangPlainsFirst]]<</if>><<if $mustangplainsdiscover and $mustangplainsvisited>><br><br>[[Mustang Plains.|MustangPlainsRepeat]]<</if>><<if $jungletreesdiscover and not $jungletreesvisited>><br><br>[[Jungle Trees.|JungleTreesFirst]]<<endif>><<if $jungletreesdiscover and $jungletreesvisited>><br><br>[[Jungle Trees.|JungleTreesRepeat]]<<endif>><<if $abandondragongrottodiscover and not $abandondragongrottovisited>><br><br>[[Abandoned Dragon Grotto.|ADGFirst]]<<endif>><<if $abandondragongrottodiscover and $abandondragongrottovisited>><br><br>[[Abandoned Dragon Grotto.|ADGRepeat]]<<endif>><<if $dessertdesertdiscover and not $dessertdesertvisit>><br><br>[[Dessert Desert.|DDFirst]]<<endif>><<if $dessertdesertdiscover and $dessertdesertvisit>><br><br>[[Dessert Desert.|DDRepeat]]*<<endif>><<if $bitchbeachdiscover and not $bitchbeachvisit>><br><br>[[Bitch Beach.|BBFirst]]<<endif>><<if $bitchbeachdiscover and $bitchbeachvisit>><br><br>[[Bitch Beach.|BBRepeat]]*<<endif>>\n\n[[Head back to the farm.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

You decide to lounge around in your bedroom for awhile, now that it's been refurbished. After all, it has a nice view of the farm, and at least some of its own activities to do.\n\nThere's a comfy bed, the covers a deep blue and the mattress soft and pliant. You guess if you wanted, you could just [[jerk off and take a nap|FGWLeisBetterBedroomJerkoffEve]]*. Sort of boring, but then also nice to know you won't get caught. ... Or if you do it's by no one that will mind.\n\nThere's also a nice armchair settled facing the dresser, on top of which is a [[television|FGWLeisTVWatchEve]]. <<if $dvrbought is true>>Attached to it is the little black box of the [[DVR|FGWLeisDVREve]], which you assume has been collecting and recording shows since it was installed. <<endif>>TV in this setting is sure to be... interesting!<<if $wardrobebought is true>><br><br>There's also the [[wardrobe|FGWWardrobeEve]]* that you bought, full of different outfits. You guess you could try a few of them on? Depending on what you try, that could be... ahem.<<endif>>\n\nThere's a pair of binoculars resting on the windowsill, too. You're not entirely sure who put them there. Sadly you're not likely to be able to see anything with them right now, since it's so dark out here.\n\nOr you could just [[go back outside|FGWLeisFarmDay]].\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[day bedroom|FGWBetterBedroomDay]]<<endif>>

"Sure," you answer, setting your backpack back down.\n\n"Thank you, if you would pick up those books I passed out earlier?" she asks with a smile, before turning back to her desk.\n\n<hr>\n[[Concentrate on cleaning up.|QOSchool1x3]]\n\n[[Concentrate on trying to sneak peeks at Ms. Lorne.|QOSchool8x1]]

Best to keep your mind on what you've been asked to do instead of getting in trouble. So, you spend awhile gathering things up, sweeping up some trash, and adjusting a few desks. It takes a little while, but eventually Ms. Lorne bids you good afternoon, though she seems a little distracted or something when you leave. Oh well.\n\nDeciding that since you're already a little late leaving, you may as well wait a little longer before heading home. To that end you you head towards the library, finding an out-of-the-way table to park yourself at and pulling out your first probably-shouldn't-be-reading-in-class-but-eh book of the year out of your bag and resuming your reading.\n\nWhen you finally look up, you realize that at least an hour has passed, and it's getting well into the afternoon, and probably towards a time where your mother will be huffing at you about where you've been. (Jeez, Mom, you're sixteen now, can't a wild and crazy sixteen-year-old sit in a library reading a book for an hour when the devil-may-care mood strikes him?)\n\nHm, actually on that account, you're kind of enjoying this nice little nerdy time to yourself without the potential of really being interrupted. Should you stay and finish your book, or go ahead and head home?\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay and read.|QOSchool3x1]]\n\n[[Head home.|QOSchool1x4]]

Oh yeah, you know her, that's-\n\n<hr>\n[[-Sandra, a bully girl from school.|QONile]]\n\n[[-Maya, your childhood friend.|QONile7x6]]\n\n[[-Tanya, your friend's terrifying older sister.|QONile]]

Nah, best to stick with what's worked for you so far. Fly under the radar, don't buck the system, etc. You lay out your neutral, unremarkable shirt with some equally unremarkable jeans and socks, and... look, you get the idea.\n\nIn the morning you get dressed, eat the eggs and bacon breakfast your mother's made for a 'special' day and then get driven to school. You join the milling masses heading for the doors while maintaining as much distance as you can from other people. You attain the zen of becoming one with your environment, becoming just a bit of background noise of the school experience. You pass various people you know to various degrees, mostly just giving nods of acknowledgement, but otherwise you head for your first class of the day without anything in the way of socializing or standing out.\n\nYour school day is as unremarkable as you're trying to be, for the most part... at least until you get to the last class of the day. While most of the teachers today have been fairly new-ish to you, the last one of the day, Ms. Lorne, is clearly new to the school. She's quite the, well, the hot teacher... she's young, with lovely brown hair pulled back but with several artful falls escaping to drift around her pretty face accented by glasses. She's also got on a white shirt that leaves a fair amount of cleavage visible beneath the jacket of her grey skirt-suit, lovely legs enhanced by sleek pantyhose and tasteful pumps. Her pleasant voice and friendly demeanor come off as actually sincere, and most of the class seems utterly charmed by her by the end of the period.\n\nStill not charmed enough that when the last bell rings that they don't all grab their stuff and file out as fast as possible though. Though as usual you linger a bit to avoid getting into the press, which is long enough for Ms. Lorne to call, "Oh, Jamie? Would you mind helping me clean up the classroom a bit?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Sure.|QOSchool1x2]]\n\n[[Sorry, gotta go.|QOSchool]]

"I mean, I wasn't really thinking of being rewarded or anything, if you feel like you just have to, maybe like... a gift card or something?" you suggest with a little shrug.\n\n"A gift card? That's... hm." The woman puts a fingertip to her lower lip and taps a few times, before she smiles again. "Actually, come to think of it, I have just the thing!" She turns back to the car and heads for the passenger side, opening the door and leaning in for her purse... and making you hurriedly glance away as her dress rides up to flash a hint of lacey red panties at you (and pink... they're crotchless). When she stands up and turns towards you, she's holding out a shiny silver and gold card. "Here you go! I just so happened to have one in my purse. Now this is a very exclusive site, but the card's still good for any one item on the site, so feel free to get absolutely anything you want!"\n\n"Oh, um, cool, thanks," you answer, taking the card. "Ah, I better get home now. Will you be okay and everything?"\n\n"Yes, I'll call someone, thank you very much again, young man!"\n\nWaving, you turn and make your way back home. As you walk in the door, your mother pokes her head out of the kitchen. "Oh, hello dear, you're home a bit late! Did anything happen?"\n\n"Nah," you reply distractedly, toeing out of your shoes before heading up to your room. Once you've flopped in your computer chair, you finally take the card out and actually look at it. 'What's this text, "Nile.secret"? ... Hm. Maybe it's... a web address?' Waking your computer up, you pull up a browser window and type it into the address bar, half surprised when it works and resolves into a website that somehow both looks a lot like the Amazon landing page and also like someone spent Amazon's entire operating budget for a decade on the web design. You've never seen a font that looks like it cost as much as a supercar to design and yet somehow you know you have now. The page has barely finished loading when a popup appears.\n\n'Hello, and welcome to Nile! This seems to be your first time visiting our site. Nile is an extremely exclusive high-end online storefront, relying entirely on select word of mouth. If someone told you about our storefront, they must believe you have the necessary funds to shop here... or have been very generous with a gift! Please keep in mind that we take our exclusivity seriously, and you should never tell anyone about our site unless you believe they are a potential serious customer or you wish to give them gift access. Now, let's set up your account!'\n\nHow... hoity-toity. Still, this seems pretty awesome... did the woman you saved really mean that you could buy anything on the site you wanted? Surely it's not <i>that</i> ritzy if so. In fact, once you've gone through the process of setting up your account, you start to think maybe your reward for saving a life has been to get made fun of... some of the stuff displayed as 'hot buys' on the front page is kind of ridiculous. Cars? Planes? <i>Magic potions</i>? C'mon now, this has to be a joke. Still, when you input the code from the card, the bar at the top of the page does display 'Credit: Any one item'... although the fact that it guarantees delivery within an hour is kind of ridiculous too. \n\n... No harm in browsing through and picking something out, you guess though. You've already given them your name and address, any harm if it's there has been done. So... let's browse through and see what you might like to buy, even just as a fanciful idea.\n\n<hr>\n[[Look at the vehicles.|QOSchool1x7]]\n\n[[Browse through the high-tech gizmos.|QONile5x1]]\n\n[[Check out the app store.|QONile2x1]]\n\n[[Peruse the... magic items.|QONile7x1]]\n\n[[Oh an Android storefront! ... They... do not mean phones.|QONile1x7]]

Well, you did just turn sixteen, even if you don't have your license quite yet it would be kind of cool if you could actually, legitimately get a car or something. And this site does seem to have a lot of them, ranging from high-end current model supercars to famous cars used by TV shows, movies, and historical figures. (You're not sure why you'd want to buy the hearse used to transport Chairman Mao's body but apparently you can if you want to.)\n\nOf course since you're being tempted, your focus wanders towards some of the more out there and amazing promises that you're still rather dubious that even a site like this could deliver. Maybe it's just that you're still in denial about the Nile (heh) being on the up-and-up and that you're really going to get any of these, so you may as well dream big, huh?\n\n[[Genius Car|QOGCStart]] - 'Makes a smart car look like it needs remedial classes.' Heh, catchy. But apparently it's a fully self-driving car with a truly impressive list of features including fusion fuel cell, holographic windshield HUD, leather seats with heating, cooling, and massage functions, and an 'adaptive need-fulfilling system', whatever that means. Huh... self-driving and no gas money, kind of sounds like a must already.\n\n[[The Shag Wagon|QOShagStart]] - It's one of those old panel vans, painted a kind of atrocious pink-purple color and with one of those super gaudy wizard-barbarian-and-hot-chick-posing murals on the side, complete with the hot chick riding a unicorn while only being covered by the rainbows streaming from its horn. And apparently it's got an interior completely designed for fucking in, complete with a disco ball, thick carpeting, and a condom dispenser. Oof, how embarrassing. And yet, it is emphatic that it <i>guarantees</i> that the sight of it will begin stirring carnal desires in anyone who sees it, and a glimpse of the interior will "seal the deal" no matter what. It even promises a money-back guarantee, so you guess if it doesn't work you could actually make money off of this.\n\n[[The 88|QOTimeStart]] - A kind of old-looking car, but it claims it will "Always get you there in time, guaranteed", and much like the Shag Wagon pledges to give you your money back if you're ever late for anything. You guess turning up a bit tardy to class one morning would be an easy way to convert the gift card into, again, a really surprising amount of cash.\n\n[[Mobile Airborne Fortress|QOSVStart]] - ... Oh, c'mon, seriously? But yes, apparently it's claiming to actually sell a giant hovercraft at least the size of an aircraft carrier. Comes "fully-armed" and with a fleet of "Dethjetz" or something, as well as a full staff of crew and personnel. For life? Oh come on, how does that even work? Still, it's the most ridiculously over-the-top thing here, and you kind of want to order it just to see what happens.

Eh, you don't wanna wind up getting shooed by a teacher and potentially lectured or something, either when getting shooed or getting home, so probably best to head home now. Putting your book away, you heft your bag onto your shoulder and head out of the library and then the school, following the path to the sidewalk and heading towards home.\n\nIt's not an overly long walk, but long enough to take you past plenty of other streets and neighborhoods. As you pass near one of the more upper class neighborhoods, you spot a very expensive luxury car pulled somewhat haphazardly up to the curb, its hazard blinkers on. You pause briefly to watch as the driver's door opens and an absolutely gorgeous woman with long, wavy blonde hair and wearing a rather scant little red dress gets out, pausing to put her hands on her luscious hips and scowl at the car as if that could get it running again.\n\nApparently, her annoyance with her vehicle distracts her so that she doesn't see another car come speeding along the road, slowly veering more over the line to the point that it's clear it's going to hit the woman's car... or, just as likely, her!\n\n<hr>\n[[Shout to warn her.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[Pull her to safety.|QOSchool1x5]]

You're not entirely sure what comes over you... you just know that you're suddenly racing right towards the woman, sprinting forward the short distance. She yelps loudly as you grab her arm and yank her backwards, starting to struggle a little and raising a hand as if to smack you as you haul her towards the sidewalk. The sound of the other car impacting the door of hers and slamming it into place, metal scraping on metal at high speed and rubber screeching on the road as it careens back and forth lightly before getting back on track and continuing to speed off out of sight.\n\n"Oh! Oh my, that... that could have killed me!" the woman gasps out, putting a hand to her half-covered chest which is heaving noticeably. She gives her head a shake, then turns towards you, eyes sparkling. "Thank you so much, you saved my life!"\n\n"Uh, you're welcome, I guess," you murmur bashfully, rubbing the back of your head.\n\n"I have to repay you! Just say what you want, anything at all, and it's yours!" she declares enthusiastically, grabbing one of your hands and clutching it in both of hers.\n\n"Oh, er, geez, I dunno." It feels sort of weird to be offered a reward for saving someone's life, even if that's the sort of thing you might have thought about a few times.\n\n"No, I insist! Ask for absolutely anything, I don't care what it is, sky's the limit!" she insists. "Absolutely anything in the world you want, I'll give it to you!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Money?|QOSchool]]\n\n[[Like... a gift card?|QOSchool1x6]]\n\n[[... Sex?|QOSchool]]\n\n[[Whatever she thinks is best.|QOSchool2x1]]\n\n[[You just wanted to be a hero.|QOSchool]]

You start babbling out everything. In fact, you wind up starting from when you and Kevin were walking around downtown, which is far more detail than necessary and yet you find yourself suddenly absolutely terrified of telling this woman anything less than everything she could possibly want to know. She straightens up and watches you, seeming more and more deeply amused as you go along, until finally you end with "and I walked in the door and I didn't know what to look like and then you asked" and she lets out a short laugh.\n\n"Okay, Jamie. C'mere," she says, putting a hand on your shoulder and guiding you back towards the counter.\n\nYou slump your head, sure you're going to be taken into an office and asked for your parents' phone number after all. You're not too reassured even though the room she leads you into looks more like a small break room, with a low table with two little sort of curved semi-couches around it, and a suspiciously familiar black loveseat over in one corner, as well as the more typical kitchenette. You drop to sit on one of the couches as she nudges you, watching her as she strides to the kitchen... and blink as she takes down a decanter and a pair of glasses from one of the cabinets and returns, settling all three on the table as she sits down.\n\n"What, you're bold enough to try and buy a butt toy, but not bold enough for a few sips of booze?" she says dryly at the shocked look on your face as she pours a small amount into both glasses.\n\n... Honestly yes that seems like exactly the sort of person you are at this moment but it sounds stupid when she <i>says</i> it, so you just sort of pick up the glass and hold it for now. You have to admit it smells very good... primarily apples and maybe a bit of honey, along with that faint burning sensation in your nostrils that says it's fairly potent. "So, er... I'm not in trouble?"\n\n"That's more a question of perspective, but if you mean am I gonna snitch on you, then no," she replies with a snort, gently rolling the amber liquid around in her own glass. "My name's Aerin."\n\n"... Jamie."\n\n"Yeah you mentioned that, right before giving me the story of the last month or so of your life."\n\n"... R-right. Sorry."\n\n"Oh no, it was very illuminating," she notes, lifting her eyebrows a bit. "Let's just say, even if you had got in trouble, it wouldn't be the end of your attempts to get more stuff to play with your butt with," she continues, even as you go solid red from the shoulders up. "From the sound of things, let's just say I think you'll find yourself... <i>compelled</i>."\n\nYou frown a little, but... that also sort of sounds right? Even now, in this strange situation where you've already been caught out, part of you is still thinking about how you could get out there and get ahold of one of those toys and how quickly you could have it inside yourself. "Wait... what's that mean? And how do you know?"\n\n"Eh don't sweat that stuff when it doesn't necessarily matter yet," Aerin replies breezily, waving off your questions. "We can always get around to that when it's relevant. The thing to focus on is, you want toys, yes?"\n\n"I... y-yeah," you murmur, ducking your head bashfully.\n\n"Well I certainly don't mind selling them to you, since you've been honest and you're, shall we say, somewhat initiated. But here's the thing," she says, quickly moving past yet another cryptic statement. "It's an expensive collecting hobby, yeah? Especially if you want to get really good ones, and get new ones often, which you will, trust me. Did you even bring any money today?"\n\n"S-... some, yeah," you reply, managing not to say it's your birthday money.\n\n"But no job or anything?" At you shaking your head slowly, she grins. "Well we could fix that. Get you a nice little income stream to spend on toys with plenty left over for other stuff."\n\n"Oh. Um, okay?" You blink a few times, wondering how you got on the subject of employment. "What kind of job?"\n\n"There are several possibilities, most of them with friends of mine. One of them owns a shop... pretty normal place, wouldn't really have to worry about telling your friends and family about it, though it gets weird after hours. Then there's a, shall we say, underground club?" She grins at the shocked look in your eyes. "I'm not saying you'd be a performer... not to start, at least... but they do need people to do perfectly normal chores. The pay's good and by the night, the side bennies are lovely, and it's a good chance for, shall we say, networking. But now... speaking of performers," she says thoughtfully, eyeing you more closely.\n\n"Um?" you squeak.\n\n"Well you are pretty cute. Here, stand up," she says, making a flicking motion upward with one hand. You set down the glass and get to your feet, then blush as she gestures you to turn around. Then you let out a much louder squeak as right after you hear her glass hit the tabletop her hands deftly undo your jeans and shove them and your underwear down, your cock instantly going stiff as she slides her fingertips along one buttock. "Yeah you got a cute butt... could be cuter with a little help~, but plenty cute enough. There's a lot of people that would love to watch as you stuffed toys in here, sweet cheeks... online, obviously."\n\n"S-... streaming?" you stammer, feeling practically frozen in place, unable to move... save for the twitch of your cock as she settles her very warm hand on your hip.\n\n"Mhmm. My friend owns a building of rooms set up for streaming, though officially it's an office rental and share business... he'll provide you everything you need for a cover story saying you're doing data entry or social media posting for some upstart startup. Of course what you'll <i>really</i> be doing is playing with your ass on camera for donations," she coos in your ear, making you whimper softly and a little bead of pre well up at the tip of your prick. "In fact I'll even give you regular freebies if you promote them and say my store is where you got them... plenty of horny bastards online would love to buy toys just because they saw a cute femboy streamer stuffing it in his ass."\n\n"Fem... boy?" you say faintly, shivering.\n\n"Well there's not a lot of call for particularly <i>masculine</i> boys sticking stuff in their butt, but then I'm not a true connoseiur of the genre," she says with a snicker. Then you let out a loud gasp as her voice lowers, and her hand wraps gently around your stiff prick, not quite squeezing, just barely even touching. "Or how about... you become my slave?" she practically purrs. "Just forget all about the rest of it, including your old life, your family, and become my little... <i>butt slut</i>... forever," she whispers, your whole body shaking with the words.\n\n<hr>\n[[Work at the shop.|QODil]]\n\n[[Work in the club.|QODil]]\n\n[[Become an underground streamer.|QODil1x8]]\n\n[[Absolutely become her butt slut slave holy fuck yes.|QODil]]

The more you think about it, the more it makes sense to take the housesitting job. After all, looking after a dog kind of provides a lot of opportunities to screw up, and being anxious by nature you could kind of do with cutting down on that sort of thing. It sounds like this job will basically involve sitting around in an empty house for awhile, making sure no one robs the place and that you clean up after yourself, and you're pretty sure you can handle that without much stress.\n\nYou call up to offer your services, and though it takes a little convincing, Mr. Aubergine eventually seems to agree that you'll be acceptable. From the somewhat grudging nature of his agreement you get the sense that he probably didn't get that many other applicants and the others may have come off way worse than a teenage kid with no experience. Your parents take a bit of convincing, but since they know you and apparently find it unlikely you'll be throwing any wild parties in someone else's house, they eventually agree as well.\n\nOn the day you're due to show up, you finish packing up your bag and decide to walk over to Mr. Aubergine's house. Your mother offers to drive you, but it just feels awkward to be dropped off at your first job by your mom. The unfortunate side effect of this is that you arrive at the house a bit sweaty from the warm spring day. Eventually you arrive, spotting a house that's... mildly ominous enough that you seriously consider turning around and going home. Made of dark red brick, with an odd design involving turrets and chimneys, it looks a bit more like someone cast a spell to turn an old brick home into a castle than anything else.\n\n<img src=https://i.imgur.com/GuEeHTg.jpg>\n\nStill, maybe that's part of it... you know that there are some kids in town whose approach to any house that looks "weird" or "haunted" is to throw bricks through the window. (You're not sure what you could do to stop that, other than maybe put a tarp over the window and call the cops afterward, but you guess the owner thinks that's better than having a broken window for the entire time he's gone.) You knock at the door, and it's almost immediately answered by what you figure must be Mr. Aubergine. He's middle-aged, smooth-scalped, and stout... not really <i>fat</i>, from the look of him, but definitely broad and wide-bellied. He's wearing a three-piece suit, and looks you up and down a bit dubiously, and won't even fully open the door until you've shown him your ID.\n\n"Alright, boy, here's the rules," he says as he shows you into a living room furnished in simple, tasteful furniture in dark woods and deep red fabrics. "Unless you're required by some damage done to the house, you are not to go into any other rooms besides this one, the guest bedroom and bathroom downstairs, and the kitchen. Restrain yourself to those rooms and those rooms alone. You may go out in the backyard during the day, but be inside before nightfall, and do not go anywhere near my garden or pond at any time. In the event of a tornado warning, you may go into the basement, but <i>only</i> if there is a tornado warning. A woman of my acquaintance might stop by as well... black-haired, well-dressed, nice eyes, you don't need to know any more about her than that, including her name. Simply tell her that I'm not in and she should come back later. You will repeat all of this back to me to assure me that you understand."\n\n"U-um, right," you stammer, trying not to be intimidated. "I shouldn't go anywhere but this room, the bedroom and bathroom down here, and the kitchen. Only go in the back yard if it's daytime and even then stay away from the garden and pond. If I hear a tornado warning I should go to the basement but not otherwise. If your friend stops by I should just tell her you're away and to come back later."\n\nHe stares at you for a moment, then nods slowly. "Obviously, should you make a mess or leave the house in a wretched state, you can consider your payment forfeit. As well, if you break anything or misuse anything, I <i>will</i> see that I am repaid." He glowers for a moment, but apparently pleased that you seem properly intimidated, nods and hands you a key. "Very well. I will return on the agreed-upon date, and promptly. The house had best be in the same state I left it." And without so much as a 'goodbye', he turns and marches off and out the door. \n\nWow, nice guy, huh? You let out a shuddery breath, having to admit that you were pretty intimidated. In fact... you notice a distinct "whiffiness" to yourself. Between walking sweat and stress sweat, you think the first thing you need to do on the job is take a shower.\n\n<hr>\n[[Shower in the guest bathroom.|QOHS1x1]]\n\n[[Shower in the master bathroom.|QOHS]]

"Uh, I really have to," you say, hefting the bag and sort of tilting your head down the street, the best you can manage in the way of saying that you have to keep going and selling bars.\n\n"Hm? Well, okay then," he says, immediately stepping back and closing the door.\n\nYou stand there blinking for a moment, trying to process how quickly that came to an end, and feeling weirdly hurt at the instant dismissal. Then you give your head a shake and turn to leave. By the time you've gotten back to the sidewalk, you've pretty much forgotten it.\n\nYou head to the next house, which you note with trepidation has an RV in the driveway with several sports team logos on the back window. Oh no... a jock. (Actually you've not been particularly picked on by jocks, at least not out of proportion to having been picked on by the entire rest of the school population really, but still, all entertainment media has conditioned you to fear and tremble before their kind.) You seriously consider passing on and moving to the next house, but you're already halfway up the front walk... you'd feel like an extra weirdo if someone had seen you get that far and then suddenly reverse for no apparent reason. So, brave you must be, at least inasfar as somehow the potential unrealized embarrassment of possibly being seen being weird and arbitrary by potentially multiple people is scarier than facing down one adult jock.\n\nYou ring the bell, and are admittedly surprised when it's neither a huge buff dude or a beer gutted middle-aged guy who answers, but a tall, tan, but still very toned woman in sweatshorts and a black sports bra, about your mom's age. You have to fight to keep your jaw from going slack, and still wind up convulsively swallowing. Uh, she's... pretty. She's got a strong, attractive face beneath her shortish, shaggy mane of pale blonde hair, very richly-colored blue eyes, abs that look like someone (not just a lame little squirt like you) could break a knuckle trying to punch, and really, really big and almost perfectly round tits that she clearly picked out the sports bra to show off.\n\n"Yeah, hey, what's up?" she asks breezily, eyeing you up and down.\n\n"Oh, uh, I'm selling choc-" you try to start.\n\n"Hey, you look familiar," she suddenly interrupts, raising a hand to her chin and cupping it. "What's your name, kiddo?"\n\n"Uh... Jamie?" you reply, flummoxed.\n\n"Jamie, huh. Would that be... Jamie Kinsington?"\n\nWha...? How does she know your actual name?! You're a little freaked out, not gonna lie. On the other hand it's not like she's acting threatening or anything, more just curious. Should you tell the truth?\n\n<hr>\n[["Yeah, that's me."|QOFreya1x1]]\n\n[["Nope."|QOKira]]\n\n[["No, and that's weird, don't ask people stuff like that."|QOKira]]

"I should probably keep going," you say, social anxiety kicking in again. "Um, got a lot more to sell."\n\n"Okay, that's cool," he answers breezily, handing you the money and accepting the bars. "Well, seeya around!"\n\nAs before you make the slightly circuitous route of walking back to the sidewalk just to go over a bit and back up the front walk to the next house over. You notice that this one's immaculately taken care of, even moreso than the others... it looks like one of those houses where someone trims the yard and bushes every couple of days, is constantly working in the trim beds, and all that other stuff. 'Neat freak or just rich?' you wonder, hesitating a bit before pressing the bell. If it's a neat freak, you feel like you're going to get chased off for just existing and being a teenage boy.\n\n'Not a neat freak,' you think a few moments later as the door opens, seeing the tattered jeans and broken-in black and purple shirt. His dark hair is also rumpled as if he rolled out of bed, his slightly oddly-shaded blue eyes sort of lazily half-lidded. Despite his being dressed for wasting the day lounging around he's not only very handsome but just sort of oozes confidence and low-burning sex appeal... one of those guys who literally cannot stop being hot if they tried. You're busy quietly simmering with jealousy when you're a bit startled by him just giving you an easy, friendly smile. "Hey, selling chocolate?"\n\n"Oh, uh, yeah," you nod, quickly rummaging in your bag for one of the bars to hold up in demonstration.\n\n"That's cool. I was just thinking I wanted a snack," he says with a grin and a glitter in his eyes that makes your stomach do a weird little flip-flop for some reason. "Say, why don't you come in for a bit? Gimme time to munch on one of those bars and see if I want to stock up or something."\n\nYou almost immediately say 'yes' for some reason, before you catch yourself. Geez, his manner is just really... all that confidence makes you feel like he's completely and totally in control of the situation. You have to struggle a bit to think of any answer <i>but</i> yes, especially since it's you.\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOMaster1x1]]\n\n[[Decline.|QOKevScheme10x5]]

"Ah, sorry, I really have to, y'know," you murmur, hefting your bag to imply the need to resume your supposed fundraising activities, since you ran out of steam on the ability to lie almost immediately.\n\n"Oh, sure sure," he says, accepting the chocolate bar you're holding and proffering a five dollar bill. You realize as you're taking it you didn't actually say what you were charging, but five bucks feels like an appropriate upcharge for what you're vaguely aware Kevin paid for them, so you just do your best to nod pleasantly before turning and heading back to the sidewalk.\n\nYou head on over to the next house, feeling both a little silly for going all the way back to the sidewalk just to walk over to it, but also like that was probably the absolutely only polite thing to do, and ring the doorbell. It's not long before it opens up, and you're simultaneously both relieved that it's someone who's closer to your own age, albeit only in the sense of being somewhere in her early-mid twenties, and more nervous because she's pretty... not, like, drop-dead gorgeous, but pretty and very nice-looking, with a sort of average build and brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, which in some ways hits harder because your brain doesn't immediately reject the very concept of her noticing you're alive as anything other than an annoyance. The fact that she's wearing an obviously broken-in Evangelion T-shirt and rather snug, quite short denim cutoffs only really digs in on all of that. "Hi!" she greets cheerfully enough.\n\n"Um, hi, sorry to bother you," you murmur, before clearing your throat and trying to speak up normally. "Um, I'm selling chocolate bars, and, ah... w-would you like one?"\n\n"Oh, I've seen those before!" she says as you lamely hold up one of the wrapped bars. "They're from that place in the shopping district that makes them in-house, huh? I've kinda been wanting to try those... oh, lemme see if my husband wants one. Hey Wolf!" she adds, turning and calling further into the house. "There's a scout here selling chocolate bars for a fundraiser, do you want any?!"\n\nRather than shouting back, after a few moments 'Wolf' emerges from the hallway and walks up to the door as well. He's a similar 'handsome but not super standout' look, with short, rumpled dark hair, wearing a Demon Slayer t-shirt and lounge pants. "What sort of chocolate bars? Oh hey, those were the ones you were wanting to try, huh Kit?"\n\n"Yeah!"\n\n"Yeah I'll get one too. I was just thinking I wanted a break anyway," he says as he turns around to pick up a zip bag off the table nearby, opening it up and starting to take out some bills, then pausing and looking back at you. "Oh, actually, you wanna come in and get out of the heat for awhile, dude? We were probably gonna have some snacks and watch an episode of something."\n\nOh, that sounds... pretty good? Besides, these two definitely don't exactly set off "stranger danger" alarms... but then what if Kevin somehow finds out you were taking a break and watching anime while he was out shilling chocolate?\n\n<hr>\n[[Accept.|QOKW1x1]]\n\n[[Decline.|QOKevScheme10x4]]

"We can split up, that's fine," you say after a moment.\n\n"Cool! I'll come find you when I run out of chocolate bars to sell," Kevin declares, with just enough smugness in his voice to imply that he's then going to sell the rest of yours as he walks off.\n\nYou puff out your cheeks in aggravation a bit... but, well, whatever. He's probably right. Anyway, now you can just try one or two houses and even if you don't sell anything, call it good and give up. Let Kevin think he's better at selling chocolate bars than you are, this was his stupid idea anyway.\n\nYou turn and head for the nearest house. You almost hesitate seeing that the gate to the back yard is chain link and there's a rather big dog, some mixed breed that looks predominately Husky, but he just wags his tail and gives a friendly-sounding 'boof' as you approach. ... Well, that's super charming, now you kind of hope maybe you'll be invited to pet him or something. Encouraged by this idea, you approach the door and ring the bell.\n\nA few moments later the door opens, revealing an extremely average-looking guy about your father's age. Like, if you just thought of 'average guy' this is probably what you'd pick, with short brown hair, brown eyes, a simple red henley shirt and jeans. "Heeey there, selling cookies?" he asks cheerfully enough, which at least makes you relax a little since he doesn't seem clueless why a teenager in a silly uniform would be on his doorstep carrying a bag.\n\n"Ah, no sir, um, chocolate bars," you manage to say without stammering too badly or whispering, holding one up.\n\n"Oh heeey, I recognize those, good stuff," he says, still cheerfully. "Sure, I'll take one! Although actually, it's good you're here, I need someone with a youthful understanding of technology," he says drolly. "I just got a new sound system and media player for my living room and I'm having the worst time figuring out where all the cables actually go. But I bet it'd only take you a minute or two. Whattaya say? I'll buy a bunch more of those bars in return," he adds with a grin.\n\nYou start to immediately refuse, on the bounds of numerous stranger danger warnings, but hesitate. He seems pretty normal, and could a bad guy really have such a friendly dog? Besides, if you sold a good number of the bars, you could quit now but without Kevin teasing you so bad. Plus, y'know, if you refuse you feel kind of worried that he'd shout 'A <i>real</i> Scout would be helpful!' and then you'd get in trouble and your parents would ground you for life. All that and your general difficulty saying 'no' really kind of has you leaning towards going in...\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree to help.|QOMarc1x1]]\n\n[[Decline.|QOKevScheme10x3]]

"That mansion makes me really nervous for some reason," you mutter.\n\n"Okay, sure. Still a pretty well-off neighborhood so I bet we can make plenty," Kevin chirps. "Hey, think we should stick together or split up?" he adds as the two of you head in that direction.\n\n"Uh?"\n\n"I mean we can cover more ground if we split up, get these sold a lot faster. Plus I bet they're a lot less likely to be bitchy if it's just one of us on their doorstep instead of two, feels less like they're getting ganged up on, y'know?"\n\nYou really don't want to deal with people on your own, especially since you're... real life cold-calling them, or whatever you'd call it. ... On the other hand if you're on your own maybe you can just try to sell a bar or two and then call it quits, go sit down somewhere, whereas if you're with Kevin you <i>know</i> he's going to make you spend all day on this.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stick together.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[Split up.|QOKevScheme10x2]]

Celebrating a birthday with your mom won't be so bad. After all she's likely to spoil you considering her mood lately, and what kid doesn't like at least some occasional spoiling? You arrive home from school that Friday, looking forward to both your birthday and the start of break all on the same day tomorrow. (Pretty lucky already, you like your chances.)\n\nYour mother comes out of the kitchen, beaming brightly. You've always thought she's kind of the definitive 'Mom type', not just because she's your mother but because she's just got that sweet, kind face, her hair is brown and pulled into a ponytail that drapes forward over her shoulder (you kind of hate that one meme about that hairstyle you've seen on the internet), and it's not at all unusual to see her with a tray of cookies... like she has right now, in fact. She's wearing a plain faded yellow t-shirt under an apron, as well as snug 'mom jeans'... she's pretty busty and generous in the hips and rear too, though obviously you don't think of that often and get kind of annoyed when Kevin points it out almost dreamily.\n\n"Hi honey! I was actually just about to get started on your cake, but I thought I'd give the oven a little 'test drive' first," she says cheerfully, carrying the tray over to you. "They should be just cool enough to eat now, so go ahead."\n\n"Thanks Mom,' you answer with a smile, taking one of the cookies and biting into it. Fresh-baked mom-cookies, it really is like this is the best moment in time ever.\n\n"So I've got some plans for tomorrow," she says, raising her voice a bit to be heard as she heads back into the kitchen. "Did you want to talk them over, or do you want it to be a surprise...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Talk about it.|QOFam5x1]]\n\n[[You want to be surprised.|QOFam1x2]]\n\n[[You can take a guess.|QOFam3x2]]

"I... I want you to turn me into a girl," you manage after a few moments, squirming in place as you say it. "You know... an actual girl."\n\n"Ohh? And why do you want that, pet?" the incubus asks with a soft giggle.\n\n"W-well, you're always calling me a girl, and talking about... about fucking me in the pussy... I... I want to really be one. I want you to... to actually fuck me in... in the pussy." You continue squirming, nibbling your lower lip. "... Can you do that?"\n\n"Of course I can! I'm just so pleased, a cute little slut like you using her request to do something that's going to make her master happy too." He grins wickedly at you, then raises a hand and snaps his fingers.\n\nYou gasp loudly as a shuddery, tingling pleasurable sensation races across your entire body. You arch your back as more of it concentrates in your chest as it swells up, pressing out against the previously empty cups of your babydoll, your nipples stiffening and lengthening further and areola turning puffy and rising against the fabric. You feel a tightness in your waist and a pressure in your hips and rear, but mostly you can feel the sensation intensifying in your cock and between your legs. The stiff length of your cock and your aching balls steadily start to shrink, getting smaller and smaller, until they withdraw within your body and disappear completely. Even as they vanish you can feel a burst of the pleasure between your legs, a feeling of heat and wetness and an entirely different ache than before. The tingling continues in your arms and legs and across your body for a few moments more, even infusing your scalp, before it finally disappers and leaves you panting.\n\n"Mmm, very nice, let's take a look," the incubus purrs, slipping forward and grabbing the babydoll, yanking it off over your head, the feeling of it getting caught in your long hair confusing you for a moment. But then he tosses it aside, and both you and he can look down, taking in your bare, perky B-cup tits. The incubus makes a pleased noise, grabbing both of your tits and squeezing them, making you gasp and jerk your hips as your new pussy twitches in response. Giggling, the incubus pushes you back and starts licking and sucking at your puffy nipples, making you writhe and moan, your voice higher and sweeter than before as he licks and slurps at you.\n\nAfter several minutes he grabs the panties and yanks them off as well, leaving you in just the stockings, that newly-created pussy bare and dripping in the moonlight. He rubs the blunt head of his horsecock against it, then dives forward, spearing into you while you scream in orgasm, your whole body bucking in eagerness. You don't bother to hold back your noises, knowing he'll take care of that by now, just wrapping your stocking-sheathed legs around him and bucking your hips eagerly towards his thrusts, urging him to go balls-deep in your needy cunt now that you have one. His slender chest rubs against your tits as he pumps into you, the spade tip of his tail slipping down to tease at your asshole as he fucks your pussy, making you writhe and buck. Oh yes, this is just what you wanted! It's almost a shame you didn't ask him to knock you up too, comes a fleeting thought through your brain.\n\nEventually he pumps a load into you, making you roll your eyes and smile brainlessly at the now familiar intense pleasure his cum induces. This time he rolls onto his side and makes a few gestures, and you eagerly roll on top of him, straddling his face and leaning down, working the base of his cock with a hand while sucking the rest of it. But this time he returns the favor, licking and slurping at your new and newly-defiled hole, his tongue slurping over the puffy outer lips before diving into you, impossibly long and agile as it churns up your insides, making you buck and writhe on top of him and moan whorishly around his thick demon horsedick.\n\nHe fucks you through the rest of the night as usual, though this time he takes care to fuck all three holes. He seems to almost prefer doggy style now, probably because 'bitch' is more literal and he can toy with your tits as he pumps into your ass or pussy from behind. But eventually you're left laying sprawled in a twitching, contented mess, and he straightens up. "Well! You make quite the wonderful, slutty literal girl, my little bitch. I'll tell you what... I'll be back in a few days. If you continue to please me by being a lewd little whore, I'll give a choice of presents. Bye for now!" And he disappears between blinks, leaving you sighing and regretting the lack of him for a few days as you slip into sleep.\n\nYou wake up, and immediately look down at yourself... still naked save for your purple stockings, and yup, still a girl. You wonder how you're going to explain that one. You sigh and stand up, slipping out of the stockings and pulling on your sleep pants and a t-shirt, heading to the bathroom for a shower and to take a look at yourself. Once in front of the mirror and naked again, you turn back and forth. You're actually... pretty hot. Still slender, but with sleek curves that are very pleasing. Perky B-cups, nice pert butt, sleek legs, smattering of freckles across the chest. It's no drop-dead stunner body, but you look really good for a teenage girl. Your hair is also now down past your shoulderblades, a slightly more lustrous brown than it used to be. And... you seem to be lacking any hair at all below your eyebrows. You run a hand along your arms, legs, and a shivery touch across the smooth front of your crotch... nothing, not even stubble. It seems the incubus has decided to shave you the trouble of ever needing to shave.\n\nYou shower, enjoying playing with your new body a bit before inevitably drying off and heading back to your room. You blink as you pull open your underwear drawer... it's full of panties. Mostly boring white cotton ones, but panties nevertheless. You pull out a pair and step into it, pulling it up and wiggling them into place... perfect fit. You open your t-shirt drawer and find it half full of mostly equally plain bras. You select a sports-type one, a little too weirded-out to try and discover if you now know the proper way of donning the other type. You pull on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans... both fit your new body just fine, with the jeans being a bit more snug and showing off your body more than you're used to doing, but still fitting all the same. Shaking your head, you head downstairs.\n\n"Morning, dear," your mother says without batting an eye, glancing over and giving you a smile.\n\n"Mm," your father adds, dressed for work and reading his paper.\n\n"... Hi," you answer, glancing back and forth, then shrugging. Magic and shit ain't gotta be explained, you guess.\n\nAs you're digging into your breakfast, your father lowers the paper and glances aside. "Honey, my secretary's going to be out today, so I thought Jamie could step in for the day and help out. Unless you have other plans?" he asks with a glance towards you. But the heat in his blue eyes behind his glasses says he's got other things planned for you for the day, if you leave the house with him. Your throat goes a little dry and you swallow, nipples stiffening under your bra and pussy starting to moisten.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go with him.|QOInc1x11]]\n\n[[Make an excuse.|QOInc]]

"I... guess that's all I can think of, at the moment," you murmur, rubbing the back of your head. "I mean, other than, how do I... y'know, not look like this? Since obviously you can hide it..."\n\n"It's not difficult, dear, I'll teach you how here in a minute. Oh, there's definitely one important thing though," she adds, holding up an index finger.\n\nYou blink. "Yeah?"\n\n"Unfortunately due to the way your incubus abilities work as you're growing, you'd lose control of them in certain situations. Until you're done maturing as an incubus, if you had sex with a mortal girl, your turbocharged young incubus aura would give her so much pleasure that it would... well... break her," she says, making a bit of a face.\n\n"B-break her?"\n\n"Destroy her mind, essentially. With orgasms."\n\nYou pale a little. "S-seriously?"\n\n"Yes, so until then, which happens usually between eighteen and twenty, you can't really have actual sex with a human girl. Ah, oral is fine," she adds, holding up a finger again and smiling as you start blushing once more. "Though girls that suck you off will tend to become infatuated with you, and moreso the more they do it, until they turn into... well, 'thrall' is the word some use, basically someone that's completely and totally devoted to you to the point of doing whatever you say. They're practically addicted to not just your cum, but attention and acknowledgement from you. So definitely be careful how often and how close together you allow girls to suck you off." She nods firmly as, "You're going to notice that your libido is much, much higher than it ever was before, too, so it's important to exercise self-control."\n\n"What about boys?" you find yourself blurting, before turning redder than ever. Where did that come from?!\n\n"Oh, you can fuck boys without worrying about breaking their minds!" your mother answers cheerfully and without pause, smiling brightly. "It will of course turn them completely and totally gay, if they weren't already, because of the pleasure. Also because of a combination of that 'alpha male' impression and the pleasure, they'll tend to become more feminine the more you fuck them in the ass. ... Demons are a little pornographic, I guess," she muses, putting a fingertip to her lips and glancing up.\n\n"... You think?" You sigh a little bit and shake your head. "So you're telling me that I have a superlibido, tons of stamina, nearly superhuman charisma... and I can't actually have sex with girls?"\n\n"Mortal girls. Human girls," your mother qualifies.\n\n"... So I guess I can have sex with girls that are part demon? But I don't know any......" You trail off, staring as your mother just smiles brightly at you.\n\n"Well of course I'd be happy to take care of that for you, dear!" she chirps, putting a hand to her expanded chest. "I'll admit that's definitely one of the upsides to this for me, I'd love that sort of relationship with you! ... Ah, that's not a normal mother thing to say, is it?" she adds with a bit of a sigh, bringing her hand up to her cheek. "But when you're part demon you do tend to look at things a little differently. I promise any sort of sense of shame or worry about it you have will disappear fairly quickly, and it's not as if I'll force you to if you really don't want to..."\n\nYou're brooding just a bit over the fact that you don't seem to have many other options when your mother speaks up again. "But if it's really bothering you, this whole 'potential to destroy someone's mind' thing, there's always 'Camp Cross'."\n\n"Um. ... Not sure how bible camp is gonna help with this..."\n\nYour mother snickers. "No, though that does make a convenient cover, doesn't it? No dear, it's a reference to 'crossbreed'. It's a sort of combination summer camp and summer school for humans who have discovered they have partially nonhuman ancestry that's manifested, like yours. Your grandmother didn't know about it when I manifested, or I likely would have gone, but it's quite likely they could teach you the necessary control and techniques to be able to use your abilities without... unfortunate side effects. Of course, there's no reason that you couldn't just spend the entire summer break home with me doing lewd things instead," she adds in a cheerful tone.\n\n<hr>\n[["... okay..."|QOFam1x4]]\n\n[[You'll take care of it yourself.|QOFam2x1]]\n\n[[... Summer camp, huh?|QOCC1x1]]

"I think a surprise would be good," you answer with a nod.\n\n"Alright, hon. Well it's pizza for dinner tonight, just let me know when you're ready to order it!"\n\nAnd so a great night of pizza and cookies and watching pretty much whatever you want on TV is had, and you eventually retire to bed, pulling on a pair of sleeping pants and a tanktop to flop and go to sleep.\n\nWhen you wake up it's to a sense of discomfort below, leaving you rolling on your back and squirming a little. It feels like your pants have become uncomfortably tight, and not in the typical 'morning boner' way. You toss the covers aside, then stare down at yourself in shock. You have a hardon alright... but it's huge! It's straining tightly against your pajama pants, until the fabric looks like it wants to tear, the shaft having slipped down one of your pants legs and straining to pull it upwards. It's over a foot long... <i>easily</i> over a foot long!\n\nMore in complete shock than anything else you yelp and leap up out of bed, staring down at it, then whirling to look in the mirror, some fevered part of your brain wanting to see if it's actually in your reflection or just some weird fever dream. But no, it's there alright... as are a pair of short little horns jutting from your forehead. You stare at them, reaching up to poke at them with your fingers, which is when you realize your eyes have changed too, becoming an almost glowing purple. What the heck?!\n\nThen you're whirling around as you hear the door opening, eyes going wide as your mother steps in, wearing a pale blue shirt and jeans today, her face cheerful as she says, "Jamie, I-" She cuts off at the sight of you, her own eyes widening just slightly... then closing as she sighs, bringing a hand up to her cheek. "Oh dear, I thought this might happen."\n\n"Wh-wha?!" you squeak. Then for some reason your brain spits out, "Mom, <i>knock</i>!"\n\n"I'm sorry, honey, I was just excited. And now, well, I guess I have some explaining to do," she answers, smiling sheepishly and clasping her hands in front of herself. \n\n"You mean... you know what's going on?!" you stammer, looking over your shoulder at the mirror. \n\n"I do. I'll go downstairs and make breakfast, why don't you come down after you've calmed down a little? Oh," she adds, glancing downwards. (Is it your imagination or does her tongue flick over her lips?) "You're probably going to need to deliberately have that go down."\n\n"I, uh..." Your almost automatic reaction is 'I've never been able to do that before' but you wind up just blushing and going silent.\n\n"Yes, dear, I know how that can be, but you'll find it a lot easier to control your body now. Just take a deep breath, close your eyes, focus on it, and will it to go limp." You follow her instructions, and are surprised when the steely hardon quickly subsides... though your cock doesn't seem to lose that much length or girth from it, still visibly thick under your pants. Still, your mother gives a few light claps and beams. "There you go! Alright, come on down here in a few," she adds, turning and making her way back out.\n\nYou stare after her, then spend a few moments staring in the mirror again. Still, it is a little easier to calm down now that you don't have an aching, throbbing hardon, and after a minute you turn to go downstairs as well... then blush and quickly strip out of the stretched (and slightly damp in one spot) pajama pants. You do take a moment to just look at your now immense prick in the mirror... it's thick and long and sways heavily with your movements, looking all the larger for hanging off your relatively scrawny body. (Actually, you notice you're not quite as scrawny as before. Lifting up the front of your shirt, you notice that your chest has very defined muscles now, including a light but identifiable six-pack.)\n\nPulling on your sweatpants, which at least make your enlarged dick less obvious, you head downstairs. Your mother is just sliding some pancakes onto a plate sitting next to a massive pile of bacon, eggs, sausage, and what looks like a T-bone steak? She grins a little sheepishly again. "I'd gone a little overboard, I guess in the back of my mind I thought this was a possibility. You're probably famished, right?"\n\nYou suddenly realize that you are, the shock having worn off enough for the feeling of your empty stomach to settle in. You sit down and start tearing through the breakfast with far more vigor than usual, while your mother just calmly makes more pancakes. Finally, though, you sit back and stare at her. "Okay, so... what's going on?"\n\n"Oh dear, well. You see, Jamie," she begins, and as she speaks her body... changes. A pair of horns sprout from just in front of her ears, curling over them and curving back to point forward, while her own eyes turn bright, glowing purple. Her breasts also expand, pushing out her t-shirt and lifting it along her midriff until it's stretched over them, going from the large D-cups they were to what's quite probably a G or GG, her hips and rear expanding much more slightly in the tight confines of her pants. There's also a flicking motion as a long, thin, spade-tipped pink tail appears behind her, curling back and forth through the air. "Our family actually has some demon blood in it. An incubus to be precise. I never told you because sometimes it skips a generation... it skipped your brother so I was a bit hopeful that it would pass you by too, so then all I'd have to worry about is looking out for it in the grandchildren, or great-grandchildren."\n\nYou stare with your jaw slack, not just at the revelations, but at your mother's altered appearance... which is causing your cock to stir a bit again. Swallowing and focusing on it to force it to be limp again, you stammer out, "But... this... you-"\n\n"I understand you must have a lot of questions. I'll try to answer all of them as well as I can," your mother says with a sigh, closing her eyes.\n\n<hr>\n(These are not branch options. Only the bottom selection moves the story ahead, the others will let you come back to this screen.)\n\n[[How are we descended from a demon?!|QOFam1x2a]]\n\n[[What does this mean for me?!|QOFam1x2b]]\n\n[[Wait does that mean we're evil or take souls?!|QOFam1x2c]]\n\n[[Does Dad know?!|QOFam1x2d]]\n\n[[Guess that's all I can think of.|QOFam1x3]]

Once you and your mother have cleaned up (and fucked a few more times while you're at it), she takes you on a brief shopping trip considering that pretty much all of your pants don't fit properly anymore. You get quite a few looks and stares, even having shifted back to 'normal'... you're not sure whether it's that incubus aura your mother mentioned earlier, or if it's the very noticeable bulge in the crotch of your jeans. You definitely notice that the girls working in the store seem positively eager to wait on you, and look disappointed when your mother politely dismisses them.\n\nThe two of you are wrapping up your excursion when your phone bings several times in quick succession in your pocket. Pulling it out, you check your text messages... looks like all your friends (both of them) have texted you. Maya and Kevin have both offered to have you come over for a few hours while their parents are out so they can give you your birthday gift and hang out. \n\n"Hm? Someone message you, dear?" your mother asks as she unlocks the car.\n\n"Yeah. Kevin and Maya, they both asked if I wanted to come over for a little while."\n\n"Well I don't mind if you go see your friends, dear, we'll have a few days yet before your father comes home," she notes cheerfully as she tosses the bags in the back seat. "Of course, you could also ask them to come over to our place instead." As the two of you get into the car, she glances over and smiles. "You could always turn it into a proper birthday celebration, complete with birthday suits."\n\n"Er." Your face heats, then you shake your head. "Um. Even if I was gonna do that, I thought you said-"\n\n"If multiple people are involved, and I'm one of them, it should be fine. With at least four, the effects of your aura will be spread out enough and I can regulate it enough that you should be able to fuck either or both of them without ill effect," she chirps. "Just lots and lots of orgasms, and them maybe becoming hooked on sex in the more traditional fashion. Up to you, dear."\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to Kevin's.|QOFam1x6]]\n\n[[Go to Maya's.|QOFam7x1]]\n\n[[Have Kevin and Maya over for a normal party.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Have Kevin and Maya over for a foursome.|QOFam4x1]]

"Oh, good!" Your mother claps her hands together a few times, setting off some jiggles in those massive tits... right before she pulls the stretched tight T-shirt up and off, lifting the huge globes up and then letting them drop to jiggle and sway heavily as she pulls it the rest of the way off. You watch with wide eyes as she unbuttons her jeans and starts wiggling her hips a bit as she tries to work them over her curvaceous hips and ass, setting off yet more shaking in the large perfect orbs. Unnoticed, you slowly shift back to your own somewhat demonic form as you watch, in close sync with your cock stiffening and sliding visibly down the pants leg of your sweats as it grows back to its incubus-style proportions.\n\nStepping out of her jeans, your mom kneels in front of you and grabs at the sweats, hauling them down as you lift your hips up a little numbly. She coos softly as your immense prick springs free, wobbling in the air with a pea-sized bead of pre welling up at the tip. She reaches out to wrap a hand around the length, slowly stroking up and down, her other hand running along your inner thigh as you shudder at the guilty pleasure. You look down at her and your cock twitches at the sight of your purple-eyed, horned mother looking up at you with a strange and yet utterly intoxicating mixture of motherly affection and wanton lust as she strokes your prick.\n\n"Mmmm... I've been wanting to fuck you for years, Jamie," she coos, making you suck in a breath hard through your teeth. "Ever since I smelled that first hint of sweet pubescent cum on you and my nipples got all hard and my pussy got wet, I've been wishing I could yank your pants down and suck you off. A couple of times when I could hear and smell you jerking off, it was all I could not do to just burst into the room and throw myself on you. And now... now you've got this big, long, fat demon prick for Mommy to suck, and it's going to be soooo much better!"\n\nSo saying, she leans forward and slides her mouth over the head of your enlarged prick, making you whimper as she starts suckling it and running her tongue around it, her eyes still rolled up to watch your face all the while. Still pumping your shaft with one hand, she slides the other up to fondle your large sack. With all the buildup you had earlier, it's not long before you're moaning and unloading those balls into her mouth, gushing out more cum than you've ever managed to put out in a few days all at once into her mouth, your mother's throat working visibly as she swallows every drop.\n\nDespite stroking you until you've been milked dry, your mother doesn't stop. Instead she starts sliding her lips down your still fully hard, still lightly throbbing prick. She keeps up a slow, steady pace, not changing it even as your cockhead bumps the back of her throat, or as her throat stretches around your fat incubi prick, and in fact doesn't stop until her lips are pressed around the root of your shaft. Rubbing your belly with one hand and fondling your balls with the other, she begins working her head up and down in long, smooth strokes, her tongue working you over everywhere, expertly teasing you and bringing you right back to the brink, then holding you there as she sucks you into her throat again and again, not letting you spill your next load for at least twenty minutes.\n\nEven then, she's not done. Leaning up, she wraps those massive tits around you... so soft, and yet firm enough to enclose you completely and rub every bit of your cock as she starts pumping them up and down. You're feeling almost dizzy, letting your head loll back... and yet a moment later you find your focus growing tighter, able to pick out all the delicate little sensations of your mother's tits kneading around your prick. You look back down to enjoy the show, watching her smile at you, listening to her giggle as her spade-tipped tail flicks back and forth. "Don't worry, you can go as long as you want to! The lovely thing about being part human and part sex demon is that you're something of your own food supply... the demon part feeds on the human part, and the human part is bolstered by the demon part. Sort of a... sexual perpetual motion machine," she adds, right before leaning her head down to suck on the tip of your prick again.\n\nYour mother milks two more loads out of you with her tits, before finally standing and bending over the table, shaking her generous ass at you and making it wobble a bit. You quickly scramble to your feet, peeling off your shirt before moving up behind her. Resting one hand on her ass (and watching your fingers practically sink into it), you use the other to aim your massive pole to her dripping pussy. "Just shove it in me, babyyyyyy!" she squeals, since you do just that before she's able to finish speaking. Grabbing her waist with both hands, you begin pounding away at her, staring down at her ass shaking with impact tremors and her tits pressing against the surface of the table a bit more with every thrust. At the feeling of her hot, wet, surprisingly tight cunt surrounding you, squeezing you, practically sucking you in better than her mouth did, you completely abandon all pretense of shame or technique. You begin thrusting and pumping with wild abandon, letting your eyes roll up and your tongue loll out, foregoing dignity for the sake of fucking your mother as hard and fast as you can.\n\nYou don't stop wildly fucking your moaning, gasping, begging-for-more mother after you dump the first load in her pussy, nor the second. It's not until the fifth one that you pull your prick out her creamy, sloppy, gushing cunt... and instead shove it into her ass and begin fucking her with the same near-frenzied pace. Feeling her even tighter, sleeker hole and hearing how she yowls in orgasm means that you're cumming before your third thrust, but again, you just keep slamming into her, putting your whole young and newly toned body into your thrusts.\n\nBy the time you come to yourself enough to realize you should be tired, you've lost track of the number of times you've cum. Backing up and slumping into a chair, you stare at the view of your mother's completely cum-covered and thoroughly fucked pussy and ass, at least until she stands up and turns around to face you. Her oversized melons wobble as she leans down to ruffle your hair and kiss your cheek. "I'm so proud of yoooou," she coos, right before going in for another kiss, her tongue sliding into your mouth and swirling around your own.\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOFam1x5]]

"I think..." You begin, then hesitate briefly before firming your resolve and standing up. "I mean, I'm going to just go tell Tanya that she should leave us alone."\n\nKevin's jaw actually drops. He's not nearly as intimidated by his sister as most people are, but he does maintain a healthy fear of her, and he knows you have a probably more than healthy one. The combination of anyone announcing that they're going to tell Tanya to do anything and the fact that it's <i>you</i> apparently has him rather flabbergasted. "Er... I... wait, I don't think I heard you right, man, you-"\n\n"I'm just gonna tell Tanya that we're planning on doing stuff because it's my birthday and she should stay out of our way," you repeat, squaring your shoulders up a bit. "... Y'know, politely," you add. Because it is still you.\n\nWhatever else he thinks, it's clear Kevin is a little impressed, your attractive blonde friend looking up at you with something like admiration. "Uh... shit then, good luck. I mean... you sure you don't want me to come with you?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Take him along.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Go alone.|QOFam1x8]]

"I think I'll just go see Kevin," you finally decide. "He usually gives pretty good presents, anyway, and I think I need some, like... normal guy time after all this, no offense Mom."\n\n"No, no dear, I quite understand. This has been a lot to take in and it's actually probably quite a good idea to anchor yourself," your mom replies, smiling over at you briefly. "I'll drop you off. Just remember everything I told you, and that it's probably not a good idea to tell anyone about you-know-what."\n\n"I mean... it's not like Kevin's likely to... send me to a lab or something," you point out.\n\n"No, but he might tell other people. Or he might become far too tempted by being able to use your abilities vicariously, as it were. You should decide for yourself what you do with them."\n\nA few minutes later she drops you off, and you head up the driveway to knock. Kevin answers quickly enough, grinning at you, then blinking a little. "Hey, dude, what's up? You get... a haircut or something?" He glances you up and down. "You seem different."\n\n"Uh." Shifting a bit nervously, you shrug and give him a sheepish grin. "Maybe it's 'cause I'm a year older?"\n\n"Heh, maybe that's it. Well come on in, man!" Kevin lets you head in and closes the door behind you, falling into step behind you. "Can I get you anything? Like, a soda, or make you a sandwich, or...?" he adds, trailing off with an almost hopeful tone.\n\nYou blink a few times. It's not like Kevin's usually a negligent host, but he does seem kind of... eager to please today versus the usual. Maybe it's what your mom said about that 'alpha male' impression you give off. "Um, a soda maybe?"\n\n"Cool, go on up to my room, I'll grab it for you."\n\nUpstairs, you flop to sit on Kevin's bed, waiting until he comes back with a grape soda and a present. Once you've unwrapped it and made happy comments over the new game (with Kevin seeming somewhat more pleased than usual by the praise), he sits down as well. "So, like, what do you wanna do? We can do whatever you want. Watch a movie in the theater room, you pick, or we can go out somewhere, my treat, you just decide, man."\n\nAgain, Kevin's being more generous than usual even for your birthday... but not by a ridiculous amount. It is starting to give you a bit of a swelled head, though, so you don't feel too rushed as you sip your soda and ponder. Then Kevin makes a face.\n\n"Oh, right. Tanya's here right now. I guess we might wanna stay in here until she decides to leave or something, but I think she's got plans with friends in like half an hour."\n\nAh, right, Kevin's older sister... bossy, strong, and overall kind of scary. If she suddenly decided she wanted to use whatever room you and Kevin were, or made issue of you going out somewhere, she could be... well, scary. She's at least as frightening as she is hot, and is popular enough both with her parents and around town to get away with murder. Well, not literally. ... Probably not literally.\n\nAlthough. Things are different now, aren't they? You saw the way girls were reacting to you at the mall, and even Kevin's changed how he's behaving. What if... what if you actually have the power to stand up to Tanya now? Maybe even more than that?\n\n<hr>\n[[Wait for Tanya to leave.|QOFam9x1]]\n\n[[Stand up to Tanya.|QOFam1x7]]

"So anyway, you're gonna give me a present, right?" you chirp, now feeling positively giddy.\n\n"Er... present... right..." Tanya shifts in place, glancing around as if actually embarrassed. "Uh, I didn't really... I mean, uh... sure, it's your birthday and all." She coughs into one hand, then manages one of her usual smug grins... somewhat ruined by the fact that she's still blushing and obviously fighting the urge to squirm a little. "I mean, what would you want?"\n\n<hr>\n[[A naked picture of her.|QOFam1x10]]\n\n[[Money.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Pot.|QOFam]]\n\n[[A blowjob.|QOFam]]

"Don't worry about it, I'll handle it myself," you assert firmly, nodding just to assure yourself that you believe it.\n\n"Okay then. Uh... I guess I'll stay here and listen for... trouble," he answers, with you assuming that 'trouble' is a standin for you being thrown down the stairs.\n\nKeeping your spirit high, you march out of the room and down the hall to Tanya's closed door. You do hesitate for just a second when your hand comes up, but give a good, quick knock. When there's no answer from inside, you knock again. This time the door's quickly yanked open, Tanya showing a lot of her perfectly tan skin with her tanktop and tiny cutoffs, full breasts actually jiggling a little with the motion of the door as she leans forward. "What the hell do you-?!"\n\nShe jerks a little as if actually taken by surprise... you guess it could be that it's you daring to knock on her door, but she seems more shocked than that. She opens and closes her mouth a few times, then frowns as if having forgotten something she was going to say. Folding her arms, she leans her shoulder up against the door. "Hey, Schlu-... Jamie. What is it?"\n\nThe fact that she corrected herself and used your name emboldens you. "Hey. Could I come in for a moment?"\n\n"You... wanna come in my room?" She stares at you, then you notice a faint flush to her bronze cheeks, her nipples stiffening visibly under the tanktop. She clears her throat and shrugs, obviously trying to downplay both feeling flustered and her confusion over why she's feeling flustered. "Yeah, sure, whatever." She turns and saunters back into her room, the denim covering about as much of her firm ass as the average bikini bottom.\n\nYou follow her in, glancing around the largely tidy room decorated by jars full of candies, beads, and what you're pretty sure isn't cilantro. You close the door after yourself, noticing Tanya give a slight twitch at the sound of the door closing and an increase in her breathing. Somehow you have a sense that a lot of lewd thoughts involving what the two of you might do in her room with the door closed are flitting through her head, probably confusing the heck out of her. She turns around to face you, putting her tough face on as she rests her hands on her hips. "So, what is it?"\n\n"I came over to hang out with Kevin because it's my birthday," you inform her, feeling more confident all the time, actually grinning at her now.\n\n"Oh, uh... it's your birthday? I mean, happy birthday. I guess," she adds, rubbing the back of her neck and glancing around. It's almost hilarious just how off her usual game she is, just by seeing you and having you in her room. Is this what it's going to be like with everyone who ever intimidated you?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Ask her for a present.|QOFam1x9]]\n\n[[Seduce her.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Punish her.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Dominate her.|QOInc13x1]]

Where does Gideon get off seducing your dad?! ... Wait, no, that's... no, rephrase that. How dare Gideon seduce your dad?! That is clearly what happened here! You're going to have to take him to task!\n\n... Later.\n\nBecause, let's be honest, it's you. So after waiting a bit and then loudly opening and closing the door again to announce yourself, you greet Gideon and your father (both dressed and acting normally enough when you see them) and force yourself to act normal for the rest of the day. Gideon does seem to notice something off, though, and that it's related to him, because it's not long before he begs off and heads home, though the two of you do go ahead and make plans for later.\n\nYou spend the next week basically psyching yourself up, and when the day rolls around and you head over to Gideon's house, you... continue to act normally at first. Okay, a little more psyching up, the two of you are in his room, he's looking through the Switch games, and-\n\n"I saw," you finally manage to blurt.\n\n"You saw... what you wanna play?" Gideon says, turning his head to look at you curiously.\n\n"... Yeah, Mariokart. I mean, no!" You shake your head firmly, forcing yourself not to back down, and hating that you can feel yourself pouting. "I mean, I saw you and my dad."\n\n"... Oh." Gideon's face goes red. He hesitates, but apparently decides there's no denying it after that reaction, so just clears his throat and says, "Uh, sorry, we thought you wouldn't be home for awhile, you uh, weren't supposed to see."\n\n"You really think that's the problem here?" you say flatly, for a moment overcoming your natural hesitancy.\n\n"Iiiii see your point and that's valid," Gideon replies as he turns and shoots you a double fingergun briefly. "... Look, man, I admit, I was thinking with my... ... man, girls are lucky getting to say 'I was thinking with my pussy', it sounds completely different if you say 'I was thinking with my asshole'," he murmurs, cupping his chin and glancing down. "Um, but in my defense, your dad has just like... the most amazing cock ever. I think even a straight boy would get off from it."\n\n"DUDE!"\n\n"Hey, hey, I'm just saying." Gideon holds up both hands, then hesitates briefly before adding, "I mean, I could prove it. Probably not the way you're thinking," he adds as he heads over to his closet. As you stare at him, he tosses aside what's obviously a diversionary stack of clothes to snag a plastic box, opening it up as he walks over, then holding up a large black dildo. "Tada!"\n\n"... is that...?"\n\n"Yup! Apparently he had it made for your mom, but I said so many nice things about the real thing he gave it to me instead," Gideon says smugly, before clearing his throat and moving on quickly as you glare at him. "But I swear to God this cock could make anyone cum just from their ass. ... C'mon, try it."\n\n"Are you crazy?!"\n\n"No, I'm serious dude, try it." Gideon pauses again, then grins. "Tell you what, if you go the full experience with this, and it doesn't make you cum hands-free, I will make up for fucking your dad however you want. Money, games, my car, I'll fess up to your mom, whatever you say."\n\n<hr>\n[["That's stupid!"|QOGid]]\n\n[["... Whatever I say?"|QOGid]]\n\n[["... It's so big..."|QOGid]]

Hm... so you wonder if these partners are other players or, like, game support NPCs? ... Eh, even if they are other players, you find you don't really mind the idea so much anymore. A small part of you whines that what if someone sees you playing this positively lewd character and thinks you're some sort of pervert, but you promptly pick that part of you up and shove it in a locker. So what if they do? They can suck your cock if they don't like it! (Oooo, maybe literally!)\n\nYou select the option to choose a partner, and the screen switches to one reading:\n\n'Partners of the following types are available\n\n[[Shinobi|QONA2x4]]\n\n[[Whisper|QONA]]\n\n[[Mentalist (Alchemist)|QONA]]\n\n[[Mentalist (Psion)|QONA]]'

<<if $tentapot > 0 or $apepot > 0 or $volpot > 0>>"Ah... h-hey, Jamie, that smell," Tentara murmurs, looming over you in a slightly troublesome way. "Do you maybe have... some stuff on you?"\n\n... Oh, right, you made something at the lab. "Yeah, I was messing around earlier and made something."\n\n"Ahhh! H-hey, c'mon, gimme!" Tentara squeals, reaching out with grabby hands, her tentacles rising up towards you. She quickly shrinks back when you flinch away. "S-sorry! I just got excited! Um, c'mon, if you've got something, I'll trade you what I've got on me for it! Or, y'know, if you want to ask me for... s-something else," she adds, her corpse white cheeks actually coloring a bit before she gives a "kyu-hu-hu~!"\n\n<hr>\n<<if $volpot > 0>><<if $volpotid is true>>Sell her a [[Volume Enhancer Potion|TentaraSellVolPot]].<<else>>Sell her a [[white concoction|TentaraSellVolPot]]<<endif>><<endif>><<if $apepot > 0>><<if $volpot >= 1>><br><br><<endif>><<if $apepotid is true>>Sell her a [[Going Ape mutagen|TentaraSellApePot]].<<else>>Sell her a [[green concoction|TentaraSellApePot]].<<endif>><<endif>><<if $tentapot > 0>><<if $volpot >= 1 or $apepot >= 1>><br><br><<endif>><<if $tentapotid is true>>Sell her a [[Tentadraft|TentaraSellTentadraft]].<<else>>Sell her a [[purple concoction|TentaraSellTentadraft]].<<endif>><<endif>><<else>>Actually come to think of it, you don't think you have anything Tentara would be interested in.\n\nYou could either consider inviting her to stay with you again, or probably just bid her goodnight and head inside to enjoy the amenities.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $basement is "furnished" and $housepaintblack is true>>[[Ask Tentara to stay.|TentaraWaifuAccept]]*<<endif>><<if $basement is "furnished" and not $housepaintblack>>You think you'd need to make the house more to her aesthetic before she'll stay.<<endif>><<if $basement is "empty" and $housepaintblack is true>>She likes the house color, but you'll need to make the basement presentable before you can ask her to stay.<<endif>><<if $basement is "empty" and not $housepaintblack>>You'd need to fix up the basement, and you're pretty sure she'd prefer a different color on the house before she'll stay.<<endif>>\n\nSay goodbye and go enjoy [[the amenities|FGWLeisHomeEveningAmenities]] instead.<<endif>>

You stare at her for a long moment, then unbutton your cutoffs and shove them down, working them over your sneakers as you step out of them. "Yeah, I'm gonna rape you now."\n\n"Eh?" she says, her smile sort of freezing in place as a somewhat blank, confused look fills her eyes, clearly not thinking she could have possibly heard you right. "EHHHHHHHHHHHH?!" she adds, her eyes going wide as you push down the front of your panties, your stiff shaft springing free and wagging in her direction.\n\nSeconds later you have her legs-in-the-air on your futon, the crotch of her shorts pulled aside and her hoodie having fallen up to bare her tits, her cute voice raised in loud squeals as you pound down into her, your balls slapping against her pert butt. "J-J-J-J-Jami-s-s-s-s-san!" she stutters out between squeals, her voice shaking with the impact of your hips against her as you try to drive her through the futon like a hammer pounding in a nail. "I d-d-d-d-don't think thi-i-i-i-i-is is proper-r-r-r-r-r!"\n\n"No no this is definitely proper," you grunt back to her as you mostly concentrate on slamming her pussy like a new superhero movie. "I'm gonna give you a super proper fucking and permanently reshape your cute little cunt to my cock!"\n\nThat makes her squeal even louder, her legs twitching briefly in the air amidst their usual shaking, making you think her toes are probably curling inside her pink sneakers. You squeeze your hands around your wrists where you're pinning them above her head, enjoying the feel of her mostly reflexive struggles, feeling her pussy indeed start to squeeze and yield to you more and more, which just encourages you to urge her to an angle where she's lifted and you can thrust even deeper.\n\n"A-a-a-a-a-a-aaaaa!" Ginne squeals, her eyes starting to roll and soft pink tongue poking out. "J-J-Jami-s-s-s-san, p-p-please rape me a l-l-littl-l-l-le more gently-y-y-y-y-y-y! You're g-g-gonna get me pregna-a-a-a-aaaaant!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh, fine.|QONA5x1]]\n\n[[... UNF.|QONA2x6]]

You pause for the space of about two heartbeats before starting to fuck her even harder and faster, Ginne squealing even louder and arching underneath you.\n\n"That's right you cute li'l slut! Get pregnant! Get pregnant get pregnant get pregnant!" you demand, your balls making a loud, almost overlapping <i>plap-plap-plap-plap</i> against her still shorts-clad ass even as her pussy starts thoroughly soaking the fabric of them as well as the pink leopard print of your panties.\n\n"Aaa-aaa-aaa-aaaaa!" Ginne yowls, in an absolutely adorable mixture of protest, pleading, and pleasure, her pussy starting to gush so much from cumming repeatedly that it spatters all over her firm tits and her cute face, her dual-toned hair flouncing around, drool running down her cheek and against her ear from her lolled tongue. \n\n"Fucking innocent little adorable whore I'll teach you to be so fuckin' cute have my quintessential quintuplets you quim!" you continue to compliment-bully her as you love-rape her, squeezing tight around her wrists. "Get pregnant get pregnant get superrrr pregnaaaaaant!" you shout as you shove down into her hard, your balls trembling as you start emptying them inside her, a low <i>splut</i> audible as some creamy white wells up around where you're sheathed inside her with a little splatter.\n\n"Nooooooooo!" she squeals even as her legs wrap tightly around you and hug you in, holding you in tightly against her to make absolutely sure she gets knocked up like she doesn't want to be.\n\nAfter a few moments she flops limply on your futon, looking mostly insensate from having cum so hard. You pull out of her and let her lower half flop as well, her pussy slightly gaped and very thoroughly messed, dripping cum down to soak into her shorts and the futon covering as her hips give little spasming twitches.\n\nYou stand up, just taking a moment to appreciate your sweaty, cum-smeared, blank-eyed work. Then you give a squawk of surprise as a hand fastens around the back of your neck and you're lifted up off your feet like you weighed nothing, turned a bit to face the one holding you. She looks like she might be in her early twenties, long dark hair bound low down near her tailbone, red eyes narrowed at you in annoyance. Her lower face is covered by a mask that similarly covers her neck, along with a long-sleeved black top that doesn't quite cover the undersides of her large breasts, and a fairly skimpy pair of panties with thigh-highs and shoulder-height gloves.\n\n"Well you just completely lost control, didn't you?" she says in a flat tone that immediately screams 'teacher'. As if just for illustration, she turns you back towards the flopped, thoroughly-fucked Ginne in a 'look what you did' manner, before moving you back to face her.\n\n"Er..." you try to lift your hand in a protesting motion, but your arm just sort of wobbles a little. "... it's not what it looks like?"\n\n"It looks like you were overcome by how cute your new partner is, pounced her and raped her silly, and did your absolute best to knock her up."\n\n"..." You manage to lift your shoulders slightly in a shrug. "... okay I guess it's exactly what it looks like."\n\nThe teacher closes her eyes and bows her head a bit, letting out a long-suffering sigh, before giving you an annoyed look and a little shake that makes your limp body (geeze even your dick's gone limp!) wobble. "You know if you'd at least pulled back a little bit and just settled for dominating her and using her roughly, I could have given you a bit of correction and scolding, but as it is, knocking her up on purpose is really too much."\n\n"... Wait that's the problem?"\n\nShe rolls her eyes. "Of <i>course</i> that's the problem! Obviously we expect the Strikers to rape the other students, especially the Shinobi! I mean, look how cute they are!" she huffs, thrusting a hand in Ginne's direction, the other student's hips giving another fucking-motion twitch as if knowing she's being talked about. "But you're supposed to be at least a little circumspect about it! Preferably wait until you've left the school grounds! And at the very least use Rubba no Jutsu so that they're not taken off duties for the next nine months!"\n\n"Erm." You give her a sheepish look. "L-live and learn, I guess?"\n\n"Something like that," she says, turning and leaving the dorm room, still carrying you like a cat who's seized a disobedient kitten she's had enough of.\n\nYou can feel all that confidence and brashness that had filled you earlier starting to fade, replaced by a growing worry. M-maybe you should log out, you've had enough of this game, probably! You summon up your game menu with a thought... but you can't move your arm to touch the logout button! You keep struggling to reach for it, the teacher not seeming to even notice as she carries you through a door and down a long, stone staircase rather ominously lit by torches.\n\nAt first you think you're going to be thrown into a cell, as she emerges into what's obviously a dungeon. But she walks past all the cell doors and down another, winding staircase, emerging into an even dimmer, darker-stoned hallway, walking towards a door with an eerie purple glow emerging from the underside. "U-um, hey-" you speak up as she approaches it.\n\n"Oh it's too late for any further protests now. You've already sealed your fate... the same fate as every other Striker who reveals that they can't resist the influence of Yang no Jutsu," she says coolly as she reaches out and makes a few gestures at the door, which swings open ahead of her.\n\nYour eyes widen as she steps inside. While the floor and ceiling are still made of stone, the walls are covered with something fleshy that's constantly writhing and pulsating, and emitting that faint purple glow you saw under the door. Around the room there are various slight depressions in the fleshy surface, each holding a restrained futanari, her arms and legs sheathed in the stuff and her body arched out and forward. A fleshy, pulsating mask covers each of them's face, a tube running from the center of it back to the fleshwall behind them, their throats convulsing as if near-constantly forced to swallow. All of them have huge breasts, similar fleshy growths with tubes fastened to the front of them, though the nature of the tubes pulsating says that they're being milked constantly instead. Their bellies twitch and writhe in steady motions that say something particularly large and not very human-shaped must be fucking both of their holes from behind, and here and there you can indeed see tentacles thrusting into them from the back of the alcove.\n\nBut the most attention-grabbing thing about them is their crotches. Not the shafts, despite how trembling, juttingly hard all of them are... they're big there, but most of them aren't any bigger than your own cock. Just below the head of each there's a black band capped by a green-blue stone. Here and there you can see the stone pulsing and glowing with light as one of the captives' pricks jerks and shudders particularly hard. But all of them have absolutely <i>immense</i> balls! The smallest one has testicles that each look bigger than your head, and the largest one's sack is resting firmly on the floor and spreading out a bit beneath her.\n\n"This is where the Black Stones used in the ceremony to use Yang no Jutsu longterm or permanently come from," the teacher says calmly as you stare in horror. "So it's something quite literally productive for the punished to do. The Denial Bands make sure that they can't actually cum without permission, and the combination of them and the tamed demon walls make sure that it all stays stored up and retained. Usually once every couple of years we collect from one of these cum cows, so you might get to actually orgasm every three years or so. Unless of course you evolve into an even more potent cum cow," she says, angling you at the captive futa with the biggest balls... you notice that her Yang-symbol is much larger than the others, her tits nearly twice the size of any of them as well, and that her throat is bulged up much more. Her belly is full and rounded out, but by the quivering in it and the motion behind her, it looks like at least six tentacles are frantically fucking her. "Since enough of their loads can produce a much more valuable Deep Midnight Stone, they only get to cum about once a decade. You probably don't want to wind up as one of those," she notes philosophically as she turns and carries you towards a blank spot.\n\nYour eyes widen further as the wall trembles and a quartet of openings appear in it, tentacles reaching out of the center of them and starting to writhe in the air. More growths appear, rapidly turning into a smaller version of one of the facemasks, the breast-suckers, and a pair of tentacles, one with numerous little writhing cilia ringing the end of it rather like a toilet brush, the other with bulges that start small and turn much larger the further it goes down.\n\n<hr>\n[["No, wait!"|QONA]]\n\n[["Please, I'll do anything!"|QONA]]

<<if $random is 1>>You go walking into the trees towards where you heard the sound... and almost jump as the Junglamia you met the first time just comes sliding out from around some trees, her boobs swaying almost hypnotically with the motions of her tail slithering her across theg round.\n\n"Well hello there, darling, nicse to ssee you again," she coos, smiling and cupping her chin as she looks at you.\n\n"Uh, yeah, hi," you murmur, ducking your head a bit and shading your eyes.\n\n"Oh now don't be ssilly," she says with a light laugh, leaning down towards you at an angle, her large breasts drooping right in front of your face. When your head inevitably reflexively raises to stare at them, she tucks two fingertips under your chin and tilts your head up, guiding your eyes to meet hers... which start swirling with color as she smiles. "You wouldn't have come back if you didn't want to sstare into my eyess and feel all relaxsed and happy again, would you?"\n\nYou... you... yes, you definitely wanted to come back, you think with a smile as you stare into her eyes, feeling all your cares, all your worries, all your thoughts just drift away. You're just happy, happy to be here, happy to stare into her eyes, happy to hear her giggle as she starts pulling your clothes off and wrapping her lower body around you.\n\n"Ahhh, you're ssuch a cute mancub," she coos as she coils her lower body around your naked one, angling herself in to hug her own coils so that her tits press around your head from the back. You can feel your cock being pressed between two layers of her coils, her smooth, sleek scales sliding different ways over the top and bottom of it as she squeezes you, your balls pressed against your tightly-hugged thighs. "Momma jusst lovess when you vissit, sso sshe can give you thesse nicse cuddless~!"\n\n'Cuddless~,' echoes in your empty head, your smiling face poking out from between her big, soft, enveloping tits as she squeezes and flexes her body around you, one of her hands stroking your hair, the other circling a fingertip gently around your lips. You drift in a haze of complete mindless contentment and pleasure as she squeezes and flexes around you again and again, her coils stroking your cock where it's pressed between them. You can feel the coils enveloping your body shift a little, and then you can feel something brushing against the entrance of your asshole. Not actually pushing aside, more playfully tickling, the tip of her tail teasing you and urging you to give a wordless, happy moan as you start cumming, thick white cream splurting out from between her coils and dribbling down over the dark brown splotches and pale yellow of her scales.\n\n"There'ss a good mancub, besst to have empty ballss and an empty head, yess?" the Junglamia coos, sliding her finger into your mouth and gently stroking it in and out. "Let'ss make ssure, though, and thiss time you can sspill it in Momma'ss pussssy," she adds, her coils shifting around you, loosening briefly before snugging tight again, this time with your cock once more enveloped in a tight wet passage that squeezes and constricts not unlike her coils.\n\n'Momma'ss pussssssy,' your empty mind echoes dreamily, your body completely limp and yielding in her coils, your head mindless between her tits. 'Empty head good, empty ballss good.'<<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $mgmilk += 2>><<set $snakeoil += 1>>\n\nOnce more you come to completely and utterly dazed, for a long moment not really knowing anything, as if you'd only been created that moment. But gradually your mind puts itself back together and you sit up, shaking your head. ... Yeah, it could get... dangerous... to get hooked on that, you think, because it's really good to just stop... being sentient... and just feel held and cuddled and have your balls drained and... ahem. You go to find your clothes, and in the process find two monster girl milk bottles and a vial of snake oil.\n\nA bit lightheaded, you get dressed and [[return to the adventure area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>You go walking towards the trees where you heard the sound, looking around trying to spot the Junglamia before she spots you. You jerk backwards a little as someone drops down from one of the branches, hanging upside-down right in front of you. <<if not $futalamiafucked>>But not the Junglamia before. This is obviously a different one, with pale skin and a blue and purple tail, and pale, almost silvery blonde hair. Her boobs are just as big, though, and her smile is just as sultry.<<else>>You quickly recognize the pale skin and hair and blue-purple tail of the <i>other</i> Junglamia.<<endif>>\n\n"Well well well, it'ss the mancub," she practically purrs, swaying back and forth a bit where she's hanging from the branch, making her tits start to sway heavily back and forth.\n\n<<if $futalamiafucked>>"Ah, h-hi again," you murmur, biting your lower lip, but finding your gaze drawn to those large, white globes and the puffy pale pink nipples capping them, already finding it hard to tear your eyes away.<<else>>"Er... you've heard of me?" you stammer, getting quickly distracted by the motion of her boobs, finding your eyes almost magnetically locked onto following the path of her puffy, pale pink nipples and the heavy orbs swaying.\n\n"Oh, csertainly, word getss around," she assures you, mismatched blue and purple eyes twinkling.<<endif>>\n\nShe suddenly easily and smoothly reverses her position, tail descending further from the branch as she gets herself upright and leans in, those huge white boobs pressing right against your chest, her mismatched purple and blue eyes staring into yours as she smiles. "You already know how much fun it iss to let your mind get all empty," she coos at you, eyes starting to swirl with different colors on each side. "Jusst sstop thinking, get all hard, get all happy."\n\nYou try to turn your head away or squint your eyes closed, but between attracting your attention with her chest and getting right up in your face, there's no chance. You can feel your mind going blank, your lips curling up in a relaxed, easy smile as you stare into her eyes. "Okay," you reply dreamily, leaning more firmly against the pressure of her breasts.\n\n"Now, get out of thosse clothess for me," she urges, stroking a hand briefly over your hair, before sliding it down to give your ass a squeeze. <<if $futalamiafucked>>"Time to fuck that cute little mancub boypussssy," she adds with a giggle.<<else>>"I've got ssomething real nicse for you that my friend doessn't have," she adds with a giggle.<<endif>>\n\n"Okay," you repeat happily, stepping back and starting to shed your clothes.\n\nOnce you've finished dropping the last of your clothing to the ground, the Junglamia giggles and curls around behind you, sliding herself between your legs and around, lifting you up so that you're straddling her tail as she brings you up into the tree branches with her. More of her tail wraps around your upper body, pinning your arms to your sides as she strokes your stiff prick a few times. "Cute little mancub dick," she practically purrs, before giggling again. "Little. Here, let'ss sshow you what a real dick iss, hmmm?"\n\nYou can feel something sliding up against you from where you're straddling her coils, but of course you don't think or care, everything is good, everything is wonderful. You just stare happily into her eyes as her long, slick pink cock slides smoothly into your relaxed asshole, pushing in deep even as a second one brushes across your balls and juts from beneath your own stiff prick.<<set $assfucked to true>><<set $futaencountered to true>><<set $fuckedbyfuta to true>>\n\n"There'ss a nicse tight little mancub boypussssy," the Junglamia murmurs, stroking and rubbing your jaw and neck as she gives her coils a little ripple, working one cock slightly in and out of you and letting the other rub along your cock and balls. Then she starts up a steady, almost wave-like motion of rippling her tail, the end of it lifting you up and down as well, both working you up and down on her prick like an onahole and bouncing you gently atop it. You can see her squeezing and kneading her own tits, moaning softly in pleasure, even bringing one up to suck at one puffy pink nipple as she fucks you. But your eyes are still all for her eyes, your lazy, satisfied smile in place, your bare feet swaying limply as your body is worked over her, one of her long smooth cocks pumping away inside your ass, the other rubbing along your balls and prick.\n\n"Doessn't it feel good to be nothing but my ssex toy, mancub?" she purrs, squeezing her tits and sending thin streams of milk out to splash over your vacant, smiling face. "Empty brain, ssoon empty ballss, but your boypussssy full of my cock?"\n\n'Ssex toy,' your thoughtless mind echoes as your head bobbles a bit with the waving motion of riding her coils. 'Empty brain. Empty ballss. Boypussssy full of cock.' The words rattle around in your brain without really being thoughts, just acknowledgements of her words, her control, her power, her truth, your cock twitching as it spurts cum all over her second cock and her scales, your ass squeezing firmly around the other one.\n\nYou continue on in a haze of mindless pleasure, nothing more than her plaything, not needing to think, just needing to feel the pleasure of her fucking you, squeezing you, emptying your mind and your balls over and over again. Until finally she lets out a pleased moan and thrusts up against you, her coils lifting you up as the cock buried in your ass starts pumping thick, hot cream deep inside you, the other coating your cock and balls with her jizz as if claiming them for her own.<<set $futalamiafucked to true>><<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $mgmilk += 2>><<set $snakeoil += 1>>\n\nEventually you come to lying on the jungle floor, blinking repeatedly as your brain slowly turns back on and starts booting up programs like self_awareness.exe and name.exe and math.exe. Shaking your head, you sit up, wobbling a little. You have... faint memories, almost more impressions of what happened. Your face goes red at recalling some of it... especially the fact that you can still feel her cum smeared inside your ass... but not a lot else you can do now. Doing your best to get cleaned up, you find your clothes and get redressed. In the process, you find two bottles of monster girl milk and a vial of snake oil.\n\nA bit lightheaded, you get dressed and [[return to the adventure area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<endif>>

Hm, didn't Mom say that Roma was staying up all night anyway? So she'll be awake right now! You can say hi! You scuttle out of bed, carefully and quietly opening and closing the door of your room... don't want to disturb anyone else... and then rounding the corner and padding down the shorter hallway towards Roma's room. You can see that though the light's not on, there's still some flickering lights... looks like she's watching TV in the dark. (You've heard that's really bad for your eyes, you're pretty sure neither of your moms would let you do that.) As you get closer, though, you notice a lot of really weird noises coming from behind the door. Lots of... moaning?\n\nHuh... sounds like some of those moans are Roma. Is she okay?\n\n<hr>\n[[Knock.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Peek.|QODJSum1x6]]

"Let's just look around in the woods, at least a little," you suggest. "I know you're probably bored of them, but not everyone has what's practically an entire forest behind their house."\n\n"I guess," Kevin sighs, with a long-suffering tone that says he's purely humoring your not-forest-having self. "If that's what you really wanna do, man."\n\nThe next morning after breakfast, the two of you load various things into your messenger bag and Kevin's backpack and head off into the wooded area behind the house. You know you're probably a little old to get excited about just walking around amongst some trees, but man it's hard to get over the fact that you can just wander around in nature like this. Kevin looks bored at first, but soon perks up as the two of you yammer about this and that spot where you've had fun before.\n\nEventually the two of you come to a small stream, about five feet across and maybe a foot deep, burbling along over a slightly rocky bed. Kevin blinks down at it. "Huh. I don't remember this being here before."\n\n"Me either," you agree, looking around. "Maybe we came further than we thought?"\n\n"Maybe," he allows, though he doesn't sound like he believes it.\n\nYou eye the stream. That would be pretty weird, if it just suddenly appeared there. What to do...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go tell someone.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Follow it to its source.|QOKevWoods1x1]]\n\n[[Just cross it and keep going.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]

<<if $mgaavisited and not $puckerscanned>><<set $puckerscanned to true>><<endif>>This time you decide to go ahead and take your pants off ahead of time, leaving them at the edge of the patch before making your way in. You pick one of the plants at random, walking over to it.<<set $random to either(1,2,3)>>\n\nYou approach one of the plants with glossy <<if $random is 1>>red<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>purple<<endif>><<if $random is 3>>white<<endif>> lips, your cock already hardening as you can't help but think about what these things can do. The plant twists and fixes on you as you approach, and just as before it leans in and places an exaggerated, audible kiss on the tip of your prick, making you blush.\n\nThis time though it ducks and twists downward, the long, thin stem holding its bulb of a head bending as it nudges between your legs. You gasp loudly as it closes those almost cartoonish <<if $random is 1>>red<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>purple<<endif>><<if $random is 3>>white<<endif>> lips around your entire sack, enclosing your balls in its large, slightly sticky mouth and starting to suck them, working them over with quick swirls and licks of that big, enthusiastic tongue.\n\nYou shudder all over, letting out more moans as it works. You're not sure if it's just in your head because of the incredible suckjob it's giving your balls, or if it's something in its sap-saliva, but it's like you can actually feel them getting heavier and more full, your cock twitching in front of you and letting out steady trickles of thin, clear pre.\n\nAfter several minutes the pucker plant pulls away from your sack, and instead smoothly engulfs your cock, its loud sucking and smacking noises coinciding with those big waxy <<if $random is 1>>red<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>purple<<endif>><<if $random is 3>>white<<endif>> lips working along your shaft. That thin, clear, slightly sticky saplike stuff drips from your heavy balls and along your shaft as it works, tongue going wild all over your cock.\n\nSoon you let out a loud moan and spill your load into the lewd plant's eager, sucking mouth, more slurps and gulps audible from it, little bulges traveling down the length of its stem to disappear into its base, even as gushes of pseudo-milk spurt out of the thick nipples capping its melons. Only once it's sucked you dry does it draw back, giving the tip of your cock another loud, smackery kiss before it settles into place, seeming sated. You notice that once again, a pair of bottles has appeared in front of it, and you pick them both up, causing them to disappear.\n<<set $energy -= 1>><<set $mgmilk += 2>>\nA bit lightheaded, you head back to retrieve your pants and [[return to the adventure area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

Yeah... a twin sister, exactly you own age to within minutes of each other. Someone that could really understand you and be close to you, unlike Will. Someone to share your interests and-\n\n"Jamie. Now Jamie, it's way past time you were up!"\n\n"Buh," you respond, blinking blearily and lifting your head, not really conscious enough to see anything other than a blur.\n\n"I don't know how late you've been staying up playing video games, young man, but it stops now," your mother huffs as she gradually comes into focus when you look at her, her hands resting on her hips. "You slept through both dinner <i>and</i> breakfast and it's lunchtime! If you can't haul your butt out of bed at the crack of noon, maybe I need to take away the Nintendo!"\n\nPanic at having all your consoles (your mom is the sort that uses 'Nintendo' for video games sort of like most people use 'Kleenex' for tissues, and thinks it can be plural) taken away, you blurt, "I'm up, I'm up!" and scramble upright. "I, I haven't been staying up late, honest, I just... got really tired!"\n\nYour mother eyes you dubiously for a moment... then her expression softens and she ruffles your hair a bit. "Well, you're a growing boy, I suppose things like that happen. But now you must be starving, so come have lunch, hm?"\n\nOh. Yes. In fact you actually are starving. Getting up, you yank on the same clothes you were wearing yesterday (hey you only wore them for half a day which means they're good for the other half of another day, right?) and brush your hair a bit before heading downstairs. "Just hot dogs and chips today," your mother notes airily. "Although speaking of special meals, with you two's birthday coming up you still haven't said where you want to go to eat."\n\n"We keep forgetting to talk about it," your sister admits as she pops a chip in her mouth and chews lazily as you settle down into a chair across from her. "It's not like there'll be a crowd."\n\n"And we'd hate it if there was," you add in a mutter, then shoot Jane a sheepish look that she just grins a bit at. \n\n"You can still ask a friend or two each," your mother says in an almost scolding tone, turning and clicking the tongs she's using in the two of you's direction. "And if you want to go somewhere like Knight of Glory we need to know how many reservations we should make. So decide today!"\n\n"Okay, okay," you and Jane say in near-sync, giving simultaneous weary sighs.\n\nAs you pour some chips out of the bag for yourself, you glance over at your sister. Your twin, which yeah most people peg you as pretty much instantly. Not your truly identical twin for <i>obvious</i> reasons but probably about as close as it gets otherwise, since she looks like a girl version of you. (Which she used to protest when you said it, trying to claim you looked like a boy version of her, but once you pointed out that you were born four minutes earlier than her that it was simple logistics, she had to admit it.) Her hair's down to her shoulders and a little past, since like you it's getting a bit shaggy and in need of a trim, and she shares your preference for simple, not-stand-out clothes. In fact you're both wearing the same faded blue t-shirt today, just that she's wearing a black skirt instead of black jeans. Otherwise she's... she's...\n\n... Wait, isn't there something weird here?\n\nYou blink a few times, barely noticing as your mother sets a hot dog on the plate in front of you. Something just seems... really off... about everything. Or... maybe not everything? Maybe... specifically...\n\nJane blinks a few times as she notices you staring at her, looking at you with eyes that match yours almost exactly. "What?"\n\n<hr>\n[["... Nothing."|QOSis]]\n\n[["... Who are you?"|QOSis1x2]]

"I think I'd like to be assigned to the base on the coast. Sir," you add quickly.\n\n"Hm, suppose I can't blame you, less than a fourwatch out from surviving a Warp Storm," he muses, glancing at you and then at the computer. "Well, if you do decide to focus on advancing your career in the future, hopefully this will set you up with some possibilities. Now let me just... yes, there we go, posting confirmed. Now, if you'll head down the hall," he says, a door sliding open to reveal a pair of uniformed guards standing there looking vaguely statue-like. "They should be waiting for you in the imprint room to give you your skill training and bonuses."\n\n"Thank you, sir," you say, standing up. You feel like you ought to salute, but you don't know if they even do that and he hasn't yet, so you just sort of nod awkwardly before setting off down the hall.\n\nIt's not long before you see an open door and peek into the room. It's not particularly large, with a long bank of consoles along some of the walls, and in the center there's sort of what looks like a dentist's chair without arms but a thick, soft pad. There are two mostly human-looking people in the room, both of them practically screaming 'nerd', wearing white lab coats over what you have to figure are the local equivalent of anime/cartoon shirts, the guy wearing what look a lot like jeans and the girl in a skirt.\n\n"Hm? Oh hey, you're Ensign Kinsington, right?" the guy says as he turns towards you, running a hand through his extremely messy scarlet hair and then adjusting his glasses a bit. "Destined for Sepanis IV?"\n\n"Yeah, that's me. I guess," you say as you fully step in the room. "This is where I'm supposed to go for the, er, skill thing?"\n\n"Yup!" the woman says, turning her office chair towards you. She's similarly bespectacled and messy-haired, save that hers is long and green, and she has little glittery ridges above her eyes instead of eyebrows. "This is it! We'll get you all taken care of! Oh, hey, Boky, why don't you let me take care of this? It's pretty simple stuff, I can handle it on my own."\n\n"Yeah, bet you can handle it," 'Boky' says dryly, adjusting his glasses again as he gives you a dry look. He stands up and gives you a pat on the shoulder in passing, adding "Good luck!" as he goes, the door sliding shut behind him.\n\n'Wut?' you think in confusion, glancing after him, then looking at the woman who's just smiling pleasantly at you. \n\n"I just figured you'd be less embarrassed if there's only one of us, most people are," she says as she gives her hand a wag in the air. "You can call me Ryoka, by the way! Go ahead and strip."\n\n"Ah, I'm Jamie, though I guess you already... um, what?" you squeak, your brain catching up to what she actually said.\n\n"Oh, did he not tell you? Part of your bonus package is some physical enhancement to go with your skills!" Ryoka chirps. "You'll get some nice muscles and stuff to go with the bonus martial arts and combat tactics package! Buuut can't do it with your clothes on, sooo," she says, getting up and walking over, holding out her hands in apparent offer to take your clothes.\n\nYou go completely red, and spend several moments wrestling with the desire to just turn and bolt out of the room. But after a few moments you resolve yourself and shrug out of your messenger bag's strap, handing her that first partly as a delaying tactic. Then you nervously peel off your shirt and hand that over too... admittedly it does demonstrate that martial arts knowledge might not do that much for you on its own considering you're on the scrawny side. You again delay by messing with your shoes and socks, before finally taking a deep breath and undoing your pants. Deciding to go with a 'rip the bandaid off' approach you shove both your jeans and underwear down and stand up, then straighten up to hand them over, feeling deeply embarrassed and somehow worried about the fact that you're sporting a very obvious hardon from undressing in front of a cute girl.\n\nRyoka's smirk definitely as she rather brazenly eyes your naked body heightens the embarrassment and shifts the worry some, but all she does is chirp, "Lay down on the chair, please!" You settle in, doing your best to pretend your erection just isn't there despite it jutting up over your belly. Ryoka apparently takes her time about packing up your stuff into a box, and even getting out what looks like a uniform and laying it nearby, before she ever goes over to sit down at her chair again. She spends a few minutes typing while you're just laying there naked behind her, before she announces, "Okay, now I'm gonna turn on the immobilization field. It'll keep you still enough for the biofield to do its work, so don't worry if you feel like you can't move, that's normal."\n\nIndeed a second later you feel your arms being nudged in further towards your sides and your legs pushed together, a gentle all-over pressure pushing you down into the pad of the chair a bit. Unable to help testing it, you try to lift your arms or turn over, but a tiny bit of wiggling is really all you can do. \n\n"Okay! We're about ready to begin. You ready over there? ... You can still talk," Ryoka adds as she glances over at you with an amused expression.\n\n"Oh! Um, yeah, I guess," you allow.\n\n"You're scheduled for the 'Silver' physical enhancement package... buuuut they won't notice if I bump you up to Gold," she adds in a chirp as she types. "Mm, well, I guess I'm assuming you just want to enhance your current body, right?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You guess, yeah.|QOSC2x3]]\n\n[[... Well if you're offering...|QOSC]]

Specifically, it seems to be a statue of a-\n\n<hr>\n[[-dragon.|BullyIse]]\n\n[[-succubus.|BullyIse]]\n\n[[-cow.|BullyIse]]\n\n[[-female adventurer.|BullyIse]]\n\n[[-futanari?!|BullyIse1x12]]

You eye both of them for a few moments, then reach out and pluck the goblin key from Josh's grasp; he looks like he'd like to complain but can't think of a good place to start. Then he looks more interested as you turn the kobold key over and fit the goblin key into the depression; you can feel a slight pull before they <i>click</i> together like they had a bunch of strategically-placed magnets in them.\n\n"So it was one key after all!" Josh declares smugly, as if he'd been the one to suggest it in the first place.\n\n"Guess so. Sima did do this to make us work together, after all, makes sense she'd throw in a couple of instances of blatant symbolism," you reply dryly, which causes Josh to make a face.\n\nHeading over to the wall, you fit the goblin side of the key against the depression, which seems to have adjusted itself so that it fits perfectly, the raised edge of the kobold half of the key settling right up against the stone. There's instantly a loud grinding noise that makes both you and Josh jump, which turns into a rumbling that sends heavy shudders through the stone floor as the curved wall to either side of the keyhole slides backward, sort of just retracting into the walls of the tunnel and leaving a strip of curved stone almost the exact width of the keyhole in place right in the middle.\n\nThe interior is lit by torches (everburning ones, you're assuming), and appears to be a not particularly large room as you and Josh step past the separating stone strip on different sides, looking around. There's a clutter of what looks like possibly useful adventuring implements for lowbies such as yourself scattered around across some stone furniture, what looks like a better staff (more slender, more runes carved on it, more polished wood) propped against the wall, and a scattering of silver, gold, and white coins around. Not an absolute treasure trove by any means, but definitely enough to make a difference in how well you do in the near future.\n\nHowever, at the same time you catch a particular glimmer of something larger and golden shining off to one side you hear and "Oooooo!" from Josh and turn to see him racing towards a squarish short pillar to one side of the room. He's already in front of it, his back blocking your view of whatever it is, and it's clear from the way his hands are moving his treasure-lust has overcome his fear of curses. Before you can remind him he's obviously picked up whatever it is and turned it side-to-side a bit to check it out. Then he turns towards you. "Dude, check this out!" he calls, showing off a-\n\n<hr>\n[[-statue.|BullyIse1x11]]\n\n[[-sword.|BullyIse]]\n\n[[-crown.|BullyIse]]

Helpless to stop yourself, you bend your knees and lower yourself down, gradually bringing your asshole closer and closer to that now completely lube-covered golden cock. You shiver as the still-oozing tip touches against your pucker, then cry out as it starts sliding inside you. It's warmer than you expected, though... you guess you're feeling the warmth of Josh's ass inside yours now, a fresh deviance that nevertheless sends a weird shudder of humiliated excitement through you.\n\nThe slick golden head pushes your virgin hole wider and wider, then pops inside as you reach the shaft and start pushing down it as well. Then you feel the bump of the top two gems pressing against your slightly stretched pucker before they pop inside as well... they're not too big, but you're definitely aware of them pressing against you and then inside you, further stimulating you against your will. One by one the pairs of gemstones slip inside you, each probably marking an inch of the statue's six, as if subtly letting you know just how much solid gold dildo you had inside you as well as forcing further stimulation on you.\n\nYou soon settle fully down on it, sitting on the hefty, immobile statue, your hips forced to give a slow shake to work yourself around on the immobile gold cock, before you find yourself beginning to ride on it almost exactly like Josh was. Of course in your case your own stiff prick is slapping against the golden tits from the start, smearing in the cum your bully-partner left all over them. Luckily you're not moving fast or hard enough for the slaps to hurt, instead it's just further stimulating you as you rape yourself on the cursed item's curved cock. You feel your tongue going slack and your tongue lolling out a bit as you fix your gaze forward, trying not to look at the results of Josh's own ride, even as you gradually build towards those same results yourself. \n\nThe fact that you can't stop yourself, the fact that it feels good even if you don't want it to, all of it sort of blends together until you're almost in a trance, giving up on not moaning softly as you fuck yourself on the cursed idol's jewel-encrusted prick, barely even noticing you're doing it as you just surrender to the motions, the thrust of the glittering golden rod into your ass, the light slap of your balls against its idealized tummy, the thump of your cock against its tits.\n\nYour orgasm practically takes you by surprise when it starts, making you drop fully onto the statue and sit hard, your cock starting to twitch and your ass starting to squeeze hard around the intruder at the same time. But the tightening of your hole seems to press the curved metal pole against something inside you, and you let out a yowl as the starting orgasm turns into an explosion of pleasure in your brain. Your first shot of cum fires out just as far and as hard as Josh's did, and just like him you keep cumming, your cock jerking hard and firing those long ropes of seed through the air, your ass squeezing around the gold dildo.\n\nYou dry-fire several times and are left sitting there atop the statue trembling, panting and trying to catch your breath. It takes you a minute or two to realize that you're in control of your body again, and like Josh you force your jelly-like legs to move, managing to lift yourself off the statue's dick and sort of stumble-crawl away a bit to collapse onto your side, passing out from a mixture of exhaustion, overstimulation, and embarrassment.\n\nYou awake to the nudge of a foot against your shoulder and lurch a bit in place, your brain briefly going full panic-mode and making you skitter to the side a bit before consciousness really returns. You look up to see Josh, now fully dressed, his face sort of blank. He doesn't say anything, just gives a sort of implicative grunt and nods his head towards your clothes before turning away.\n\nBlushing, you get to your feet a bit shakily and get dressed... after trying to be as casual as possible about finding a clean cloth in your stuff and cleaning yourself up on both sides a bit. Once you're dressed you give a fairly meek little grunt of your own and Josh turns back to you.\n\n"So probably you should check the rest for curses," he says flatly.\n\n"... Yeah," you mutter, turning to the rest of the room's contents. You could point out that the whole incident was his fault, but you're already feeling a bit grateful he didn't just ditch you when he came around first. You don't want to see at what point his embarrassment overcomes any better sense and he decides he will leave... or at least beat the crap out of you.\n\nNothing else turns out to be cursed... it's just a bunch of standard stuff like extra weapons, some other adventuring gear like healing potions and bottles of acid and different sorts of enchanted rations, and a handful of jewelry and coins. The two of you silently distribute it between you, readying yourselves to leave.\n\nThen, as one, both of you turn your heads and eye the statue out of the corner of your eyes. It's completely clean and untouched-looking, no hint of the lube it leaked or the cum it was spattered with, as if mocking you with its pristine state.\n\n"We should leave that damn thing here," he grumbles. "Or better yet destroy it, if you've got a spell for that."\n\n<hr>\n[["Destroying it sounds good."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["Let's leave it."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["We should take it with us."|BullyIse1x14]]

"I'll go ahead and go to bed, Amooya."\n\n"Okay, Master! Sweet dreams! I'm just going to go... um... do stuff," Amooya adds in an embarrassed murmur, before hurrying out of the room.\n\nYou take a look around. <<if $bedroom is "base">>There's not really a lot in here other than the bed and a nightstand with a plain lamp on it. The bed itself is probably slightly less comfortable than your bed in the real world, but it's not <i>un</i>comfortable either really.<<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better">>You take a moment to admire the bedroom's nicely-painted walls and the comfy chair settled in front of the decently-sized flat screen TV. The bed's mattress feels comfy and the covers are soft and warm as you settle into them.<<endif>> You suppose it's a measure of the game mechanics that the moment you actually try to go to sleep, you do.\n\n<hr>\n[[The next morning...|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]]

Josh immediately shoots you a suspicious and angry look, but you raise your hands (and your new staff) a bit in what's quickly becoming your 'I'll explain' gesture. "We don't know if that curse it put on us was a one-shot deal or if it's gonna do something else," you point out. "If it's still on us, whoever we get to break it might need to see what put the curse on us to do that."\n\nHe definitely doesn't look happy, but apparently can't argue with the logic since you were, after all, declared the fantasy trope expert by Sima. Arguing that it didn't do anything until he'd been handling it for a few seconds, the two of you find a hefty leather bag that's big enough for it and manage to get it into said bag while touching it as little as possible. Josh grumblingly declares that you can carry it since it's your bright idea, and the two of you finally set off, by mutual consent silently agreeing not to bring up the whole incident until you absolutely have to.\n\nIt doesn't take you long to retrace your steps and leave the dungeon, not encountering any more goblin or kobold patrols... you must have cleaned the dungeon out of monsters as well as treasure. The fresh air and sunshine of the outdoors also somehow feels mocking after your humiliation at the hands (or rather the cock) of the cursed statue, but you try not to let yourself dwell on such silly persecution fantasies. You and Josh discuss briefly before starting to range around, keeping in sight of each other, and soon a road is found, a random direction down it is picked, and you set off, with you assuring him that Sima would place a starter dungeon somewhere close to an equally starter town.\n\nYou stay just a little worried for the next few hours (Josh is <i>very</i> clearly still in a bad mood), until you feel a rush of vindication as a town eventually does come into view. It looks to be just a one-street affair, but a fairly long street sporting what look like from the signs shops, bars, and two inns (one of which is also a bar). It's late afternoon by the time you actually walk into the street, which isn't quite abandoned... there are a few other people that look like adventurers strolling about, but you're betting most of them are already in one of the restaurants or taverns or inns. You and Josh stand on the street looking around for a moment, before you nudge him lightly and point at a place with a hanging-out sign engraved and painted (with faintly glowing paint) with an assortment of adventuring-related items and the words 'Lil's Allsorts'... more specifically, at the sign next to the door that reads:\n\n<center><i>Buy & sell almost anything\nCheap alcohol to go\nCurses up to level three broken</i></center>\n\nBesides the rest, the promise of breaking curses isn't repeated on any of the other shops, at least openly, so with a nod to each other you and Josh step inside, the sound of a bell ringing at the door opening sounding even though an actual bell isn't visible, almost like a modern electronic tone.\n\nThe interior of the shop is fairly dim, relying on the (fading) light from the windows and a couple of different styles and colors of lamps attached to the walls and from the rafters... you're not sure if they're naturally that low in light all the time or just because it's still technically daylight out. The store definitely lives up to what you'd expect from the name 'allsorts', featuring a lot of shelving units both attached to the wall and just lined up in largely even rows, mostly completely full of assorted items that were obviously shelved under the principle of "there's some empty space". Clearly if you want to find anything in here you have to be prepared to look through the entire place to see if they have it. Well, no, there is one thing that's obvious and easy to find... on the other end of the shop almost directly across from the door is a massive wooden barrel that runs almost three-quarters of the way from floor-to-ceiling, with short iron legs propping it up from the bottom band, a simple ladder attached to one side of it, and a spigot thumped into the front of the barrel beneath the painted-on letters 'The OTHER Allsorts'. You're guessing that's the source of the faint alcohol aroma permeating the entire place.\n\nYou and Josh have only been standing there a second when there's a call of "Be right there!" from through a door, and who you're guessing is Lil emerges with a bright cheery smile. She's got long, thick black hair that's somewhere right exactly between wavy and curly without quite being either, with dark caramel skin and bright green eyes, a thick blue silk robe bound closed with a gold-disk belt that hides most of her body but does show off a fairly impressive chest, and she's well under five feet tall. You're not sure if she's some small "demihuman" race or just really short, but she does seem to be fully proportional to a grown human woman, as far as you can tell.\n\n"Good afternoon or evening or whatever you feel it is, and welcome to the Allsorts," she says cheerfully, before pausing and giving the two of you a slightly odd look, then raising a thin black eyebrow at your less-than-enthusiastic manner. "Rough day adventuring, guys?"\n\n"You could say that," Josh grumbles.\n\n"We kind of ran into a cursed item and... well. We're not sure if what it did was just... what it did... or if we're still cursed. None of my spells could find anything-"\n\n"But most curse detection spells are infamously shit at telling if the caster's cursed," Lil finishes up for you with a grin that sort of implies a shared ruefulness. (Well, you know it more as having a penalty to your rolls from being cursed, but you guess it's pretty much all the same thing.) "Did you bring the item with you?" she asks in a mixture of curiosity and dubiousness.\n\n"Yeah. It only seemed to start up when it was handled."\n\n"Alrighty then, bring it over here and let's have a look," she says, heading to the counter (which is one of the only uncluttered surfaces in the place) and moving behind it, stepping up onto what's probably some sort of box to wait for you.\n\nYou glance at the glowering Josh, then just sort of shrug apologetically and walk over to the counter, setting the bag down with a clunk. The statue inside does, apparently, rest upright albeit at an angle, allowing you to undo the tie and carefully tug down the leather, revealing the jewel-studded golden sex idol in all its glory.\n\n"Mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm," Lil says in an overly professional tone, nodding thoughtfully to herself as you and Josh stand there with red faces. "Well I can pretty much tell you what it is right off the bat just from seeing this, but let's take a closer look, hm?" she says, picking up what looks like one of those jeweler's loups with all the different thin lenses and starting to flick through them as she eyes the statue.\n\nYou and Josh exchange a worried look as she 'hmmms' and 'ahhhs' and 'huhs' her way through her examination, especially when she turns her gaze first to you and then to Josh with the loup instead. But eventually she closes it up, then rummages briefly under the counter, tucking something into her robe's pocket before she hops down from her box and comes back around the counter again. "It's just what I thought... it's a Futa Fucktoy curse."\n\nBoth of you flinch at that, letting out a near-simultaneous "What?!"\n\n"I mean it's pretty simple, you two have been cursed with an aura that basically shouts to every futa you come across 'Hey my holes feel extra amazing and I won't be able to resist whatever you do to me'. Aaaand you pretty much won't be able to," she adds with a shrug. "The curse increases submissiveness around futas, and the more aggressive the futa the more submissive you'll be. It's mostly subliminal, but ultimately it's like having big neon signs over your heads that flash 'Fuck me' or 'Bully me' or 'Break me', depending on how strong it is and how it reads to the futa in question. There can be other side effects too, again depending on how strong the curse is."\n\n"Oh <i>fuck</i>!" Josh blurts, while you just go pale and silent. "But you can break the curse, right?!"\n\n"Sorry, guys, Futa Fucktoy <i>starts</i> at level six, and it can go all the way up to level ten depending on who actually cast the curse. If you want to get a level six and up curse dispelled, the only place you're gonna do that is the Church of Magic at the capital, which is a long way from here. And of course once you get there, there's still the matter of paying for them to do it. Until then, you're both shining beacons begging every futa you come across to pound your ass into the ground."\n\nYou swallow hard, while Josh says, "W-wait, there can't be <i>that</i> many of them, right?"\n\n"Quite a few, depending on where you go. Overall like a fourth of the population, I guess, though I hear in some places it's closer to half, or even more," Lil says with a shrug.\n\nYou and Josh exchange another look, before you look back at Lil and ask, "So... what can we do until then?"\n\n"Well I'm glad you asked!" she chirps, reaching into her pocket and taking out a pair of rings that look an awful lot like they're rose gold plated. "These are my own special invention... the Ring of Anal Adaptation!"\n\n"... what," you and Josh say in near-sync.\n\n"It was actually much simpler than you'd think to make, but it combines the holy grail of the self-lubricating boyhole and being able to take absolutely <i>anything</i>!" she gushes happily. "No phallus too big, no hole too small, not anymore! Plus a small regenerative spell as a bonus, to prevent permanent overstretching. Though I do have other rings that-"\n\n"Whoa whoa whoa!" Josh cuts in rather angrily. "Are you telling me the only thing you can do is make it <i>easier</i> for us to get fucked?!"\n\nLil pauses, then raises an eyebrow again as she tucks the rings back into her pocket. "I don't think you quite understand. There are a lot of futas that are already pretty... <i>assertive</i> about getting what they want, it's sort of baked in, to various extents. That curse you're under is going to lower that bar for all of them even further. And I can tell you two are from another world... don't worry, it's fairly normal around here, we have otherworlders come through pretty regularly... so there's something else you probably don't understand."\n\nBefore you can really start to grasp the fact that this might not be just some magical simulation Sima made just for you, Lil continues. "Futa dicks can be big. Like, really big. Like, I'm betting on your world, you'd think this is a pretty massive cock, right?" she says, holding up her hands with her palms about twelve inches apart. You nod sheepishly, while Josh seems to be trying to play it cool, but he nods as well. "Meanwhile for futas, that's just a <i>bit</i> larger than average," she continues cheerfully... before sliding her hands another four or five inches apart. "We don't even really start calling a futa 'big' until she gets into this range. And that's just for your average human and demihuman futas," she adds cheerfully, as you and Josh's jaws start to sag.\n\n"For monster races or beastmen futas, or futas with a bit of that bloodline in them, why, the size could go up to..." Lil starts spreading her hands further and further apart, until her arms are at full extension, and then she just turns her hands outward and wiggles her fingers as if to indicate that she simply doesn't have enough reach to convey the full potential of some futa fucksticks.\n\n"No way," you whisper, genuinely feeling a little faint.\n\n"Th-that's impossible!" Josh adds in a mix of angry and frightened.\n\n"There's a million things you guys would probably think are impossible just between here and the capital, you're gonna hafta get used to that," Lil snickers. "But like I said, that's why it's a good idea to have the rings. Until you get the curse removed, well, you might need to be ready at any time for anything."\n\nJosh seems to have gone mildly catatonic while still standing up. You swallow hard, then ask, "Isn't there anything else we can do?"\n\n"Well." Lil rubs her chin thoughtfully, glancing around. "I think I have a few scrolls of Permanent Futafication around somewhere. Futas already naturally get 'fuck me' vibes from each other anyway, so it would probably blunt most or all of the other effects of the curse," she adds. "You'd probably just get propositioned a lot more instead. But keep in mind the spell isn't a curse or a temporary spell, it's a complete alteration of your body to a 'new normal'... you won't be able to get back to your <i>original</i> body, at the very least, without some extremely high-level and expensive magic. The scrolls themselves would be more expensive than the rings... but hey, you'd probably get some decent stat boosts out of it too," she chirps. "But you should definitely do something. Don't worry, I'll buy the statue off of you anyway, and you should be able to afford the rings with that, and if you've got some other loot you'd probably be able to squeak the price of the scrolls, I'll make you a good deal."\n\nYou glance over at Josh, but he still seems to be in the process of rebooting his brain. So looks like it's up to you to choose.\n\n<hr>\n[["... We'll take the rings."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["... We'll take the scrolls."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["... How about one ring and one scroll?"|BullyIse]]\n\n[["... We'll pass."|BullyIse]]

Backed into a corner, you rely on the time-honored tradition of every kid caught doing something they shouldn't: throwing your best friend under the bus. "Kevin!" you blurt. "It's, it's Kevin's! You know he's always leaving his stuff here and, uh, he's the one who... yeah!"\n\n"Hm. Is that so?" Your mother looks at you for a long moment, then turns slightly to the side and wiggles a finger in the air. "Well I guess we'd better get him in here then, hm?"\n\n"Wha?" you say, just before there's a loud <i>pomf</i> and your friend Kevin... lean, toned, handsome and blonde (in other words the exact opposite of you in your mind)... appears in a puff of smoke standing next to your mother. He's wearing shorts and a soccer jersey, and seems dazed as he looks back and forth.\n\n"What the hell? I was just about to score the highest number of goals ever in a soccer game... five," he says, before his eyes lock on your succubus-ized mother and widen. "Whoa."\n\n"Now, Kevin, Jamie here-" your mother says, pointing at you... and causing glowing purple strands of energy to appear around your wrists and ankles and haul you spread-eagled on the bed, making you yelp and Kevin jump a little. "-says that you wrote in this dream journal that you wanted a hot sex dream with a demon. Is that so?" she says, holding the journal up in front of him.\n\nHe squints at it... clearly recognizing your handwriting... but then the obvious happens. He still thinks he's in the throes of his own dream, and you're fully aware he already had the hots for your mother, even before she turned mega-boobed and sex demon-y. So he just shrugs and grins and says, "Yeah, sure, that was me!"\n\n"Oh good," your mother says, tossing the journal over her shoulder before stepping up to Kevin and pushing down the front of his shorts. Her hand cups the bulging front of his jock strap, starting to rub and stroke, encouraging the material to stretch even further under the expanding girth within. She tosses a glance towards you, purple eyes twinkling as she adds, "Don't worry, sweetheart, mommy just needs to fulfill <i>Kevin's</i> lewd dream he asked for. You just lay there and try not to get in the way."\n\nYou open and close your mouth silently, not even sure how to begin forming a protest as you watch Kevin shamelessly turn his head and start suckling on one of your mother's nipples, both of his hands coming up to start squeezing those enormous breasts. Your mother coos delightedly, and one of Kevin's next squeezes causes a spurt of white from her stiff, fat nipple. Obviously the other is doing the same from the growing enthusiasm of his suckling... either that or he's encouraged as your mother pushes down the front of his jock and frees his cock. It's already long and thick, jutting out ahead of him, but as she wraps her hand around it and strokes it, it just grows bigger, lengthening and thickening, getting girthier and heavier by the moment.\n\n"Oh look at all this confidence," your mother half-moans happily as she strokes it, using her other hand to nudge down his shorts and jock so he can step out of them. "That's what provides a niiiice big dream dick, is confidence," she adds as if confiding a great secret... and tosses a glance towards you, and your much more realistic hardon laying flopped against your belly. (A-actually... has it gotten smaller...?!)\n\nKevin's response is to move over and start sucking at her other nipple, still squeezing those massive mammaries and sinking his fingers into the yielding flesh, moaning happily as your mother continues to stroke his now almost equally massive cock. As if to actually measure that your mother turns him towards her before sinking to her knees in front of him, apparently making sure you still have a good view as she wraps those infernally fat udders around Kevin's throbbing prick. Between the angle and its enhanced size Kevin's cock does indeed jut up out of her cleavage, and she gives it a tender little kiss before starting to alternate between swirling her tongue around the head and suckling at the tip, all while pumping her bountiful boobs up and down along the rest of the length.\n\n"Holy shit Jamie your mom's tits feel so good," Kevin groans as he thrusts his hips lightly, even that small impact sending visible tremors through the soft-firm globes.\n\nYou start to shout something in response... you're not even sure what... but the moment you open your mouth a sphere of purple energy materializes partly inside it, fitting right in between your teeth like a ball gag. You wind up letting out a loud "Mmmf!" and struggling on the bed, but your mother and friend ignore you as they continue their lewd activities, your mother enthusiastally giving him that titfuck right in front of you.\n\nEventually she lets out a happy squeal and draws her head back as Kevin moans, his overgrown cock firing a particularly hentai-esque load, long, thick blasts of cum shooting out to spatter all over her face and rain back down on her tits. She coos and continues working her boobs around his spasming rod, milking out more and more, apparently eager to make sure she's as covered as possible in your friend's spunk.\n\nOnce he's done and standing there looking vaguely blissed-out in nothing but his soccer jersey, your mother rises and moves back over to the bed, her cum-covered tits hanging down and swaying directly in your face. "Kevin's so lucky, isn't he, that he was the one to write in that journal?" she coos teasingly, walking two fingers down your bare belly towards your now definitely much smaller dick.\n\n"Mmmmf," you protest, both at the taunting of your lie, and at the proximity of Kevin's load to your face, even if it is smeared all over those lewd succubus tits that demand your attention.\n\n"Hm?" your mother says, glancing down... then smirking. "Well, even if you didn't wish for a sex dream, dear, I suppose I can give you a <i>little</i> something," she says, right before mashing her chest against your face. You writhe on the bed, bucking and twisting as she wiggles her shoulders and works her back, pressing those heavenly but infernal mountains against your face and around your head, their perfect soft firmness enveloping you, even as they smear another guy's cum all over your face and hair.\n\nYou're left gasping as she straightens up, feeling your face all mussed, and your cock having shrunk again in humiliation, though still frustratingly hard. But apparently that's not the last of it, as your succumother turns to Kevin and beckons him over to her. She clambers up onto the bed, moving onto all fours straddling you, her pussy positioned above your face, those tits hanging down above you but somehow not quite touching your cock. Kevin hesitates only briefly, before giving you a 'sorry not sorry' grin and clambering up onto the bed behind her, thus positioning himself over your face as well. His balls hang down, lightly brushing your already cum-smeared face as he pushes his monster shaft into her pussy, moaning loudly at the feel of her. You can do nothing but watch as your friend's dick slides into your mother's pussy inches from your face, and then continue to watch as he starts pumping into her, his cock spreading her wide, her pussy juice dripping onto your lower lip and chin as his balls occasionally brush your face.\n\nYou squirm, but it's mostly reflexive, having given in to the inevitability of your captivity as you're forced to watch as up-close as possible. Your mother's fat succudders continue to spurt out streams of milk as they sway back and forth, the warm wetness splashing faintly across your cock as it continues to slowly but steadily grow smaller from your continued humiliation. You just stare upward, watching Kevin's cock pound your mother's cunt, feeling a constant mingling of humiliation, lust, embarrassment, and outrage at the sight.\n\nKevin's moaning gradually gets louder and his thrusts faster, his hips pounding away at your mother's demonically-enhanced ass and sending more and more visible impact tremors through it. Then you can see a shudder run through his body, right before he apparently decides to complete his dream in true pornographic fashion: pulling out and doing a money shot. He yanks his hips backwards, his absolute pillar of a prick swaying and twitching as he grabs it and jerks repeatedly. You watch as long streamers of milky white fly out, splattering against your mother's pussy and ass... and raining down all over your face. You squirm and writhe again, whimpering as you watch and listen to your mother cum as well, her happy squeal mingling with the squirt of her pussy all over your cum-smeared face and the gush of milk all over your achingly stiff one-inch prick. Completely untouched, your now micropenis twitches and shudders, firing its own pathetic little several-drop load all over your belly where it's practically lost in the wash of tittymilk.\n\nYou make a strangled noise as you jerk upright in bed... and another as your extremely hard cock (now luckily back to its normal size) goes off, firing your load all over the inside of your pajama pants. You shudder, unable to help your hips twitching slightly as you cum, groaning softly at the thought of it soaking blatantly through the fabric and into your covers where it will be obvious. ... what kind of fucking dream...?\n\n"Jamie!"\n\nYou lurch at the sound of your actual mother's voice, quickly pressing your hands over the visible mound in the covers, twitching a little as the touch causes another small spurt of cum. "Y-yeah?!"\n\n"If you're gonna shower, you better get up now, you don't wanna be late!"\n\n"... yeah," you call back weakly. You definitely need to shower.\n\nYou try to brush the dream off, but it's annoyingly persistent all through your shower, to the point that you're forced to turn the water to frigid in an attempt to get your hardon to go down. You get dressed, and then traipse downstairs, sitting at the table in awkward silence as your mother sets breakfast in front of you.\n\n"Hm? Something wrong?" she asks, apparently picking up on it.\n\nYou peek up at her... she looks completely normal, in every way. Not a single sign of anything but her usual manner, and of course her usual proportions. "... Fine," you murmur.\n\n"Well if you say so, dear," she answers a bit breezily, though you could almost swear she sighs and murmurs 'Such an unconfident boy' as she turns away. ... You're going to choose to believe that was just your own insecurities talking and you didn't really hear that.\n\nYou're able to largely force your mind back onto normal matters by dint of school being so completely normal that day... at least until the afternoon. As the last class ends and you're packing up, Kevin... the real Kevin... comes over and throws an arm around your shoulders. "Hey, bud, you look beat!"\n\n"Uh... bad night, didn't... sleep so good," you murmur, ducking your head. But you can't quite help but ask, "... You?"\n\nKevin looks like he almost says something, and you could swear his cheeks color a little, before he grins and shrugs. "Eh, decent." Of course you can't help but feel a bit more suspicious as he says, "Hey, you up to hanging out today? Maybe at your place?"\n\n<hr>\n[[... No.|QODJ]]\n\n[[... yeah okay fine.|QODJ]]\n\n[[Let's... go to your house instead.|QODJ5x3]]

There's really only so pissed-off you feel like you can risk making her. Swallowing hard, you hit the 'Answer' button. Baal's image pops up on the screen, with a view of your living room behind her, and some odd panting, moaning sounds in the background.\n\n"Now, I told you to wait right where you were, and you didn't," Baal says flatly, but something about the tone says she's seething. "I was ready to make you work a little bit for forgiveness, but now you're just pissing me off. So get your ass back here, or... well, here."\n\nShe turns the phone, the view skewing wildly as she refocuses on something else, specifically the source of that panting and moaning. Your eyes widen at the sight of your mother on all fours on the carpet, naked, her large breasts swaying under her as one of the neighbors' dogs rides her back, his cock slamming into her pussy. The dog's panting, of course, and your mother's moaning in obvious pleasure, although the sound is oddly changing. Your already shocked eyes widen just a little further as you watch her ears start to lengthen to points and her nose and mouth to push out, beginning to form a muzzle, while a second pair of breasts start pushing out below her original pair, fur starting to spread from below where the dog is clutching her back.\n\nYou're sitting frozen as the view on the phone swings back to Baal. "I'd get back here pretty fast if I was you. If you dawdle, she might be an actual dog by the time you get here, and not everyone's mind lasts very long in a body like that, especially if I have a couple of more dogs fuck her while I'm waiting. Choice is yours." The call ends, and you stare at the blank screen for several moments.\n\nBaal isn't just having your mother fucked by a dog... she's having your mother fucked <i>into</i> a dog!\n\n<hr>\n[[Hurry home.|QOBaal]]\n\n[[Keep running.|QOBaal]]

You decide to visit the general store.\n\nIt still looks almost exactly the same as last time, no change in the items on the shelves... they really must be purely aesthetic. It's only a few seconds after you've entered that Hopita strolls in from the back room, her tablet under one arm.\n\n<img src="images/Hopita.png">\n\n"Hey, Jamie, how's it going?" she greets cheerfully.\n\n"Hi, Hopita."\n\n"So, looking to buy<<if $mgcream > 0 and not $hopitasmellscream>>-" She pauses, sniffing the air a bit, then leaning in closer to you and sniffing again.\n\n"Errrr..." you murmur.\n\nSlowly, she grins. "You've got some Monster Guy Cream, don't you?"\n\n"Uh. Y-yeah," you murmur, starting to turn red.\n\n"Yeaaah and that blush tells me something about how you acquired it, doesn't it?" Hopita's grin grows as you turn redder. "Didja have fuuuun?"\n\n"... Look, do you want to buy it?" you murmur.\n\n"Well obviously I want to buy it! Do you know how rare it is? It's hard to get your hands on some that hasn't been spilled into a monster girl already."\n\nYou can't help but frown, curiosity distracting you a little from your embarrassment. "Why, what's the difference?"\n\n"Monster guy cum is kinda... potent and versatile. If a monster guy fucks a monster girl, the cum sort of matches itself to her, so it becomes <i>that</i> kind of monster person cum, dig? Monster guys give monster girls stronger, possibly more virile offspring than futa monster girls or human guys. No offense," she adds as an afterthought, to which you shrug sheepishly. "So if a monster girl wants to get knocked up with a really strong kid, as is definitely a thing for some of them, they need 'basic' monster guy cream. Now obviously I'm gonna know how to reach those monster girls better than you, so unless you're planning to do something else with it?"\n\nYou have no idea what to say to that, so you just nod in acknowledgement that yes, she will buy it from you.<<set $hopitasmellscream to true>><<else>> something or just browse? Either way, what can I interest you in?"<<if $cogamiassembled and not $askhopitacogami>><br><br><br><br>Oh, right, Amooya suggested you should [[ask Hopita|AskHopitaAboutCogami]] about the robot girl you found, you could do that while you're here.<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if not $mgaavisited>>[[MGAAs.|FGWLeisShopMGAAFirst]]<<else>>[[MGAAs.|FGWLeisShopMGAA]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if not $HouseUpgradeMenuVisited>>[[House upgrades.|FGWLeisShopHUFirst]]<<else>>[[House upgrades.|FGWLeisShopHU]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if not $secretmenuunlock>>[[Secret menu.|FGWLeisShopSecretFirst]]<<else>>[[Secret menu.|FGWLeisShopSecretMenu]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Sell items.|FGWLeisShopSell]]\n\n<<if $energy < 0>><<set $energy to 0>><</if>><<if $energy is 0>>Tell Hopita goodbye and [[go home.|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]<<else>>Tell Hopita goodbye and [[go home.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if not $streetcornerunlocked>>[[Ask about other ways to make money.|FGWLeisStreetCornerUnlock]]<<endif>>

"Ah, a Tentadraft!" Tentara squeals, clasping her hands to her cheeks as all her back-tentacles start wiggling delightedly.\n<<set $tentadraft -= 1>>\n<<if not $tentapotid>>"Guessing this is one you're familiar with?" you say dryly.\n\n"Heheh, how'd you guess?" she says a bit sheepishly, tapping at her chin with the tip of one of her back-tentacles. "I used to just have these, y'know," she adds, leaning down a bit and rubbing the tops of her lower tentacles the way a human might rub their thighs. "But I loved the tentacles I had so much I kept wanting more and more! Normally Tentadrafts are just temporary, but I found a tweak that makes them permanent... though by now it seems like I can't add any more, it just makes the ones I have more... versatile! Kyu-hu-hu~!" she adds, a slightly crazed gleam coming into her eyes again.\n\n... Right.<br><br><<set $tentapotid to true>><<else>>"I figured you might want like this, yeah," you say in amusement.\n\n"Always eager to see what sort of changes another Tentadraft will do to me!" she squeals, wiggling in place again. <<endif>>"I can give you whatever I have on me for it, or we could... ah... we could, y'know..." She hugs herself, pressing her big tits up between her arms, making them look like they're about to burst through her threadbare top. "... Do stuff? ... For it?"\n\n<hr>\nTrade for [[whatever she has on her|TentaraSellTrade]].\n\nTrade for [[doing stuff.|TentaraSellSex]]*

This chance just seems too good to pass up. You turn and race down the street, in the opposite direction the robbers just went, but eventually making a turn and heading for the edge of town as well. You know where there are some woods, and while you've never been to that part of them yourself, you're fairly certain that you'll be able to find a particular spot again once you've chosen a hiding place.\n\nYou slow to a trot once you're off the road and walking among the trees, glancing around as you still eat up distance almost effortlessly. It's amazing how everything stands out more like this, and you find it very easy to commit your path securely to memory. Eventually you find a little glade with some rocks. There's a large rock about twice the size of your head, and after setting the duffels down you easily lift it and set it aside, digging out a large hole beneath it. You make it deep enough that you should be able to put both bags down, but still reach the lower one once the top one's pulled out. You pause as you're about to drop the first one in, though.\n\nYou haven't even looked at it yet. It's probably more money than you've ever seen, not to mention all the interesting and valuable stuff that's probably in the lockbox bag. Maybe you should take a look at it now.\n\n<hr>\n[[Hide it now, look at it later.|QOHPT10x3]]\n\n[[Look at it first.|QOHPT]]

You'll have plenty of time to look through it later on, when you come back to get some of it and use it. For now you dump the first duffel in, then the second on top of it, then spend a bit scooping dirt in around them before patting it down and dragging the rock back into place. You then scatter the rest of the dirt and head for home.\n\nYou arrive quickly enough, of course, and have just leaped over the fence into your own back yard when you feel a strangely not painful cramp in all of your muscles at once. You tumble and go sprawling, laying on your face as your body twitches and shrinks, your tail retracting back into your body as your fur fades away. In a matter of seconds you're back to your old slightly-below-average self. You climb up, feeling a definite sense of loss as you head inside, your mother giving you a slightly odd look as you pass through the living room in just bike shorts and shoes (definitely not something you'd usually go outside in, even if it was the back yard). You tromp back upstairs and kick the shoes off, then briefly eye the cooler of Cherry Cheetah sodas.\n\n... No, no. You only have six. One apparently lasts for most of the day, but you'll have to be careful about how you use them, since you don't know if you'll be able to get any more like these from AppAssure.\n\nYou spend the next few days following the news about the bank robbery, unable to help snickering every time there's a mention of a "big red cat" or something and people get mocked for believing in such a thing. But it doesn't take long for that to fall off the news cycle, people returning to yelling angrily about the things they pretend to care about instead. So by the last Saturday of spring break you feel confident enough to head back out and retrieve the duffel bags.\n\nYou gather up the spade you bought over the course of the weak and stuff it into your backpack, then pause, glancing again at the cooler. It would make it a lot faster to get out there, dig the stuff up, and carry it back if you were in cheetah-mode... but as you've constantly told yourself over the last few days, you only have five of them left, maybe ever. Do you really want to use one just for a fetch errand?\n\n<hr>\n[[Drink a soda.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Ride your bike.|QOHPT10x4]]

Leaping up onto the trunk of the car, you grab both bags before jumping aside, rolling a little and easily coming up to your feet, trotting towards the sidewalk. You can hear the women shrieking curses... then just shrieking as they look ahead again and see that they're about to run into a fountain plaza. There's a screech of rubber on pavement as they turn hard, the back bumper of the car slamming into one of the concrete pillars around the plaza and half crushing it. But a moment later they gun the engine and take off down the street, apparently too spooked by having their loot looted by a big red cheetah-man to try and take it back from you.\n\nYou pant to catch your breath, lips parted but still curled up in an excited grin. Oh man, that was amazing! You just went all, like... superhero! With the jump and the twirl and the <i>running up to a speeding car</i>! After a moment you glance down, shifting and hefting the bags a bit. You hadn't really noticed until now how sensitive your hearing is when you focus, but you can hear rustling from one bag and some jingling from the other. You're betting one's full of money and one's full of jewelry and stuff from safeboxes, most likely. They're both packed tight, too, there must be a ton of stuff here.\n\nYour ears flick and you glance aside as you hear police sirens back the way you came. Sounds like a lot of them are at the bank. You could [[take the stuff back|QOHPT11x1]], like a good citizen... well, kind of like a superhero, really, you think with a grin.\n\nThen you hesitate, glancing down at the duffels. Or... well... you could [[keep it|QOHPT10x2]]. It's not like anyone would believe the criminals if they said a big red cheetah-dude stole the stuff they stole, and even if they did, you don't look like yourself right now. You could hide all of this and go back for it later, who knows how much money is here, you could be set for life!

"Look how easy it was for me to do what I did," you say, knowing you're taking a risk reminding them of your robbing their robbery, and indeed you see both bristle a bit. You hurry to add, "So imagine what we could do if all three of us were like that."\n\nThat definitely seems to give the women pause, the glance they share much, much longer this time. They're obviously turning it over in their heads, imagining themselves with the speed and power you exhibited the other day. Which makes you blush as you notice their nipples stiffening up under their shirts.\n\n"So you're, what... you're wanting to team up with us?" Kat scoffs, as if looking for a reason not to. "A kid?"\n\n"You've seen what I can do when I'm changed," you point out. "Does it really matter if I'm a kid?"\n\nKat worries her glossy pink lower lip for a moment, before glancing at the other woman. "Marine...?"\n\n"... I dunno, I guess it sounds solid enough," the black-haired woman answers slowly. "It seems like some weird science bullshit, but we saw it with our own eyes. If all three of us could turn into... that... we could pull off one of the big heists. Stuff we've been dreaming about since the start, one-job-and-retire type hits."\n\nThe blonde nods slowly, then looks at you again. "Alright, kid, what's your proposal?"\n\n"Even split of everything. Including that," you add, pointing to the still mostly-buried loot. "As an... entry fee, or whatever. I'll provide the super-soda, and help you out with whatever job you come up with."\n\n"... I can't believe I'm about to bring a fifteen-year-old into our crime ring," Kat mutters, and you decide it's probably better if you don't correct her. "Alright, fine. Help us dig this stuff up. Once we've got it, Marine will drop me off and then take you wherever you've got the stuff stashed. Get it, bring it back, and you better say goodbye to your old life while you're at it, because you're coming on the road with us."\n\nSoon you're in the slightly awkward position of sitting in the car with a bank robber as she drives you home. Marine glances over at you occasionally, but her pretty, serious face is difficult to read. She comes to a stop in front of the house, saying, "Don't be too long, I don't like being out in the open here."\n\nHopping out of the car, you race inside and upstairs, stuffing a few essentials and changes of clothes in your backpack before grabbing the cooler under one arm. You're back downstairs and almost out the door when your mother calls, "Jamie? Are you going out again?"\n\n"Uh... yeah," you reply nervously, glancing over your shoulder.\n\n"Is it with people I know?"\n\n"... Sure?" you lie feebly.\n\n"Okay then have fun," she answers, obviously distracted.\n\n... Wow running away from home is way easier than you thought it would be.\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOHPT10x7]]

"There's only five?!"\n\nYou suppress a wince at Kat's rather outraged exclamation, doing your best to keep up the confident facade you've been building. "It was a six pack, I drank one, so yeah, there's five."\n\n"This is unbelievable," the blonde snarls, thumping her hands to the table on either side of the open cooler. "All that money just for-"\n\n"Calm down," Marine says flatly, the other woman jerking her head up in surprise. The green-eyed woman looks at you. "Kid, how long do they last?"\n\n"I drank one in the morning, went running around town, ran into you guys, went out to the woods, spent time digging the hole, it was like early evening when I got back..." You consider, then shrug. "Eight hours, give or take?"\n\n"With all three of us and eight hours to work with, we'll have plenty of supercat time to pull off a set-for-life heist," Marine says calmly. "And it only takes one to change, so we've basically got two spares. I call that a good deal."\n\n"... Yeah. Yeah, okay." Kat sighs, rubbing the back of her neck. "I guess you're right. Fine, welcome to our little operation, kid." She gestures around at the old cabin Marine drove you out to that's pretty much in the middle of nowhere, and seems to only have one bedroom. "Hope you weren't hoping for glamor."\n\n"Glamor comes <i>after</i> we get more money," Marine says, finally cracking a slight grin.\n\n"Yeah, but that's if it'll even work for us," Kat suddenly muses, making the grin drop off of her partner's face. "I mean, haven't you ever seen a sci-fi movie?" She and you both wait expectantly, but Marine's flat expression is unchanging. "... Right. Anyway, with some mad science experiment, sometimes it's something special in the one guy's DNA or whatever that lets the super serum work on him."\n\n"Oh, like Captain America."\n\n"I should have said Captain America," Kat says with a sigh, picking up one of the sodas and resting it in her palm. "But what if you or I drink it and it's just cherry soda? Or we just turn bright red, or get the giggles for eight hours?" She turns the can a bit. "We should test it out. Like you said, there's two extra cans. We can test it out, make sure it works, and still have enough to change all three of us for the job."\n\n<hr>\n[[Let them.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Discourage them.|QOHPT]]

By now you've become pretty dedicated to saving the sodas for when you think they'll be really useful... or when you'll really be able to enjoy them. Using them for an errand doesn't seem like either of those.\n\nOf course, about twenty minutes later, as you pant and sweat and shudder every time a car passes, you're regretting your decision (and your life). You are not used to physical exertion! ... At least as your normal self. Riding your bike all the way out of town in the early summer while cars roar by (some of them leaning on the horn for no other reason than to be hateful, you suppose) is definitely not high on your list of things you'd have liked to do.\n\nAt least it gets a bit better once you pull off the road, leaving your bike chained up to a railing and heading into the woods. It's pleasantly shady, and the breeze feels good on your sweaty skin, and as you gradually get closer to the location where you hid the loot you start feeling much better about life. Eventually you find the proper clearing, moving to stand near the rock and dropping your backpack. Then you nearly faint at the sound of a metallic click behind you.\n\n"No funny business, kid," a woman's voice says. "Hands up, real slowly, and turn around."\n\nTrembling, you gradually raise your hands and turn to face the voice. The woman holding the gun on you is tall and statuesque, with thick, wavy blonde hair and angrily glittering blue eyes fixed on you, the same as the barrel of the revolver. The woman beside her is a little shorter, with green eyes and black hair in a ponytail, her rifle held slung low across her front. The blonde's wearing a white silk blouse and snug black slacks, while the other woman's dressed a bit more utilitarian in a black tanktop and black military-style pants with boots.\n\n"Figured someone would be coming for it pretty soon," the blonde comments as the other woman moves past her, using the sole of her boot to shove the rock aside before slinging the rifle to her back on its strap and kneeling to rummage in your backpack. "Didn't figure it'd be some scrawny little kid."\n\n"H... h..." you stammer, still staring at the gun.\n\n"How did we know? Marine left her cellphone in one of the bags. It was enough to let us know the general area but we haven't been able to narrow it down, so it was a matter of waiting until someone showed up to get the stuff. Kinda figured it'd be the big red fuzzy bastard, but either way."\n\nActually you were going to squeak 'help', but you suppose that's interesting to know.\n\n"You shouldn't use our names," the ponytailed woman grunts as she uses your spade to dig where the rock was. After a few moments, she glances up. "They're here, and-" She blinks, then stands up, albeit partly squatted down so she can look up at you. Then apparently forgetting her own advice, she says, "Holy shit, Kat, it's him."\n\n"What?" 'Kat' blinks, glancing at her partner, then stepping in and leaning in to squint at you while you squirm and wince. "... You're right. If he were grinning I'd probably have seen it right off. What the hell?" She nudges the barrel of her revolver against your shoulder, nearly making you faint again. "How the hell did you turn into that, kid?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Blurt everything out.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Refuse to tell.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Get some nerve and negotiate.|QOHPT10x5]]

You swallow hard, then follow it up with a deep breath. Trying to recall how confident and energetic you felt before, you focus yourself down and do try to offer the woman a grin. "Put down the gun and we'll talk about it, okay?"\n\nThe blonde blinks... and you think actually blushes a little. She exchanges a glance with the other, and after a moment both shrug, Kat lowering the revolver and taking a step back. "Alright then, talk."\n\n"It's some drinks I have. Experimental sodas," you explain, doing your best to stay calm as you slowly lower your hands. "I drank one, and I turned into that... well, that cheetah. Not just fast, but agile, strong, all my senses were heightened. I was seriously superhuman."\n\nThe robbers exchange another glance, Marine frowning a little, but nevertheless unable to hide her interest as she says, "And you're saying you've got more of that stuff?"\n\n"Yeah," you answer with a nod, glancing back and forth between them.\n\n"Hm." The blonde frowns, tapping her revolver against the side of her leg, then almost jerking it away when she realizes what she's doing. "So. What's to stop us from robbing you like you robbed us?"\n\nYou almost go a little pale at that, before you realize the threat is empty. The grin comes a little easier this time. "You wouldn't even know where to begin looking. Not like I've got a driver's license so you can look up my address."\n\n"He's got us there," Marine mutters, frowning again and glancing at the blonde. "... I dunno, if he's got more..."\n\n"Alright, kid, color us interested." Kat holsters the revolver and folds her arms over her generous chest. "What are you suggesting?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You'll sell it to them.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[You'll assist them.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[You'll share it with them.|QOHPT10x6]]

"Eh, let's just wait for Tanya to leave," you suggest with a shrug. "If she's got plans in half an hour it's no big deal."\n\n"Cool, cool," Kevin says, nodding eagerly. "So, what do you wanna do to kill time? Play a game, watch a movie, what?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Play a game.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Watch a movie.|QOFam]]\n\n[[How about that stuff in your drawer?|QOFam]]\n\n[[How aboooout...|QOFam9x2]]

Yeaaaah... time to fully establish who's top dog here, hm? Among other things. You reach over and snag Kevin's shirt, pulling it up and off of him, which makes him blush anew as he clearly realizes that it's not over. He lets out a loud gasp as you lean in and nip just below his ear before murmuring, "Get some lotion or whatever you use to jerk off with. I'm gonna fuck you."\n\nHis lips are parted and he's breathing hard, and his eyes flit towards you like he's thinking about refusing. Instead he just gets up, his hardon obviously straining at his jeans as he walks over to the bedside table and opens it, taking out a bottle of lube (figures he'd have the confidence to buy the real stuff... well, good for him, hm?) and tossing it to you. He hesitates just a moment more, nibbling his lower lip, before climbing up onto the bed on his knees, turning to lean down and rest his head on the pillows.\n\nGrinning, you shuck your jeans and underwear and climb up onto the bed as well, reaching between his legs to rub that bulge for a moment before undoing his pants, then tugging them and his underwear down over his ass. His stiff cock wags in the air as he shifts his knees when you tug his jeans over them, and you can't help but feel smug at how much obviously bigger than him you are now. You make sure it's audible as you pop open the top of the lube bottle and pour a copious amount along the top of your shaft, waggling the bottle back and forth before tossing it aside and using your hand to smear the lube all over yourself, making sure there's a nice, thick layer. After all, you want the very first thing Kevin feels going into his ass to be your cock turning him gay.\n\n'Mmm, that's right,' you remind yourself with a grin, recalling your mother's words as you press the tip of your prick up against Kevin's pucker and start pushing in, listening to him whimper-moan as you start spreading him open and sliding inside. 'You're turning gay from my cock right now, aren't you? Forgetting all about girls and getting completely hooked on dick just because I fucked you,' you think as you continue to push inside of him, feeling his hole gradually opening up and accepting more of you in as if it had been made to be fucked. It really is like you can feel him turning into a dick-obsessed little gayboi, you think dreamily as you push more and more of your demonically-enhanced dick inside of him, sliding your hands up and down his back before gripping his hips and hauling him back the last inch onto you, making him squeak and shudder, his cock jumping and firing a short spurt onto the sheets below him.\n\nKevin quite literally starts biting the pillow, his eyes rolling and drool running from the corners of his mouth as you start fucking him, his cock bouncing under him from the impacts of your hips against his ass. It's obvious he's cumming from his ass already, in an intense pleasure he's never known, and you have no idea that any thought of ever wanting a girl has been absolutely obliterated from his mind. That just urges you on, making you pant and gasp happily as you start fucking him harder and faster, your balls slapping against his as you take him, stretching out his ass and turning it into more and more of a cock-hole. You can hear his moans getting softer and more submissive by the moment, your formerly 'alpha male' friend obviously now permanently hooked on taking big, throbbing cocks, his legs spreading further and hips lifting as he tries to take you deeper.\n\nYou make sure to do your best to really pound that naughty little previously virgin hole and mold it to your cock with lots of rolls of your hips, shifts of your thrusting, and generally just pounding him good and hard while Kevin whimpers things like 'Holy fuck' and 'yes fuck me' and 'coooock!' into the pillow. When you finally slam forward into him and empty your balls, he lets out a rather girly squeal, his eyes rolling up almost completely as his cock shudders and twitches, spurting out a significantly smaller but still impressive series of long ropes of cum onto the sheets. He shudders and twitches, mewling into the dampened pillowcase as your cock throbs inside of his squeezing, slick ass, and he lets out an almost whimper as you slowly pull out.\n\nYou sit back and enjoy the sight of your handiwork, stroking yourself a bit. Kevin's ass is still stretched open, the inside a nice darkened pink, smeared liberally all over with a mixture of lube and cum, your load pooling in him and dribbling out down his taint and over his balls. It's obvious he's still having little aftershock assgasms from the way his hole flutters and his cock continues to spurt little bits of cum beneath him. Yeaaah... you'd definitely say you've turned Kevin into a cockwhore (your cockwhore).\n\nHm... what was it your mother said, too? That the more and more often you fuck another guy in the ass, the more feminine they'd become? ... Well you know... if you can't fuck girls for a few years yet... maybe you should just have Kevin be a girl for you~?\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck him again to feminize him.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Give him a rest.|QOFam]]

"Power," you murmur, your pleasure-fogged brain cutting through all the layers of shyness and self-deprecation, giving voice to the desire for the ability to never be bullied or pushed around again. "I want... I want power, I want magic..."\n\n"Mmmm, of course you do," Vex purrs, straightening up and raising her hands away from you... then snapping her fingers.\n\nYou gasp as your previously aching, steel-hard cock instantly goes from as hard as it's ever been to completely limp, flopping against your belly and, if anything, seeming to shrink further. You're just raising your head as you see a number of thin black bands made out of some sort of pebbly dark metal engraved with little markings start appearing... and yelp as one fastens around the base of your cock and balls, fusing together into a tight ring. More and more of the metal bands flick into place, forming themselves into a somewhat elaborate cage, completely enclosing your balls and shaft, fusing to keep the shaft firmly tucked right against the sack-cage, before all of the little engraved markings start glowing faintly purple. "W-what?!"\n\n"You wanted power, Master, so I'm giving it to you," Vex says with a smug coo as she starts sliding her leather-clad hands up and down your belly again, one hand slipping further down to start tracing a fingertip over the bars of the cock cage. "Of course, succubi gain power from sex... so to infuse you with enough energy to become a really powerful mage, you'll need to channel lots and lots of sexual energy into mana. That's what this lovely little device will do... collect 100% of your sexual energy output and channel it back into your body as mana until you adjust to it and become magically powerful."\n\n"B-but how can I get sexual energy if my cock is trapped?!" you blurt, staring down at yourself.\n\nVex smirks even wider. "I was hoping you'd ask!"\n\nYou stare as the front of her crotch above her little leather panties bulges and expands, pushing outward into a long, thick shaft that in a matter of seconds becomes a hefty cock, probably almost twice as long and thick as your own was before, a pair of full, smooth balls plumping out beneath it and winding up cupped by the little leather triangle of her panties. Before you can do much more than gawk she's swung off of you and hefted you up, flipping you forward to bend you over the side of the bed. "H-hey!" you blurt, squirming and wriggling as she puts one hand on your back to hold you down and uses the other to nudge the blunt tip of her cock up against your ass. Then your eyes are rolling and your teeth are gritting as she's pushing into you, slowly but steadily sliding that fat demonic prick into your ass.\n\nThe tiny logical part of your brain is trying to tell you that this shouldn't feel good, but it's vastly overwhelmed by the pleasure you feel from her cock spreading you open and sliding deeper and deeper inside you by the moment. You find yourself instinctively spreading your knees further apart, making it just that much easier for her to push into you even as the rest of your body squirms and writhes in protest. Vex's sweet, smug cooing rings in your ears as she continues sliding her cock into you, bit by bit, letting you feel the girth of it spreading you open and going deeper inside until it feels like it's filling you up completely, not stopping until her balls are pressing against you and those luscious hips stop against your rear.\n\n"Feels good, doesn't it, Master?" Vex purrs as she gives her hips a few preliminary light rocks back and forth, making you shudder and mewl. "Of course it does... a sex demon's cock always feels incredible. I guarantee you you'll cum from getting fucked in the ass like this, and after a couple of times, you'll be nicely conditioned to cum from your ass."\n\n"B-but-" You try to protest, only for your eyes to roll and another low whimper of humiliated pleasure to interrupt your own words as Vex draws back and slides forward in a short, smooth thrust, then follows it with another, slightly longer and faster one, continuing to gradually take longer, quicker thrusts each time.\n\n"Obviously this is all for your benefit, since every orgasm you have will turn sexual energy into more mana for you," Vex continues breezily, her smug tone saying she knows exactly how thoroughly she's dominated you 'for your own good' and doesn't mind in the least. "I am but your humble slave, helping you by fucking your nice, tight boypussy!"\n\n"Nnnh!" is all the reply you can muster, shuddering every time her cock pumps into you, her thrusts coming quickly now, enough to create an audible slap of her hips against your ass, and for those leather-hugged balls to thump against your pig iron caged cock, each time reminding you how trapped it is and how small in comparison to Vex's mighty prick and sack. When you cum it's completely out of your control, slamming through you with no ability to hold back, your eyes rolling and tongue lolling out as you shudder, your ass tightening around Vex's still-thrusting prick and an intense burst of pleasure radiating from your limp, entrapped prick.\n\n"Therrre we go, how's your first assgasm, Master?" Vex teases as she continues to fuck you, her gloved hands now gripping your hips and lifting them towards her, as if more than anything to emphasize that she's taken the male role and you the female... not that she's above rubbing it in verbally. "Don't worry if you feel your ass turning soft and getting more like a pussy, Master, it's just it adapting so that you can take any cock easily! You'll need to take lots, and lots, and lots of cock before becoming a powerful mage, after all!"\n\nYou know you should be protesting, should be telling her you don't want to be a powerful mage if it means getting fucked like a girl for however long it takes, but all that's coming out of your mouth are slutty, shameless moans, even as your backbrain burns with the shame of feeling another assgasm that you're powerless to control rock through you and send a burst of pleasurable sensation through your caged cock. Of course that's nothing compared to when Vex thrusts in deep and starts flooding you with cum. Your eyes roll up and your tongue juts straight out, your whole body shuddering, your throat tightening with the intensity of the pleasure until you're soundless, your whole mind going white at the simple ongoing pleasure of your ass being filled with hot, sexually charged demon seed and your trapped, limp prick and balls seeming to climax constantly as the cage around them converts all that energy to mana.\n\nYou pant heavily as Vex slides her cock out of you, shuddering as you come down from the high of it... somehow you're already settling, like your brain just wasn't able to retain the memory of the intensity of the orgasm. And then you're being flipped over, turned onto your back on the bed, your legs lifted high up into the air as your supposed servant smirks at you and slides her cock back into your ass, starting to fuck you in a position truly suitable to a girl this time, showing off your little caged cock as she pumps her much more powerful prick into your pucker.\n\n"Sadly they'll proooobably never be as good as that one again," she declares as she starts gradually building back up to fucking you, making you moan and squirm, your hands clutching in the sheets. "But it was more of a primer... from now on I guarantee you'll cum every time you get fucked in the ass, Master!" she giggles, rocking you against the bed as she wraps her arms around your legs and lets them frame her tits, which jiggle energetically with every thrust of her cock into you. \n\nWhich definitely proves to be true, as Vex fucks you every which way for the next few hours, your pleasure-wracked body putty in her hands as she puts you in any position she likes, several times mading you ride her, having you bounce yourself on her thick prick as your little caged cock sits in its glowing restraints, your moans filling the room. As the afternoon wears on, Vex settles in to lean back against the headboard, smugly petting your hair as you bob your head up and down over her prick, sliding it deep into your throat as your other hand rubs and strokes the pig iron enclosing dick. There's little excuse given for how this is supposed to be increasing your mana... Vex wanted you to suck her off, so now you've got her balls on your chin and your nose against her smooth, slightly perfumed crotch.\n\nThen you hear the door open and close downstairs, and your mother's voice call, "Jamie, I'm home!"\n\n"Oop," Vex murmurs as your brain suddenly starts sobering up... and in a matter of seconds you suddenly find yourself with your face pressed against a succubus plushie. \n\nScrambling to move, you haul on your clothes, rubbing at your face with a towel, managing to get yourself mostly presentable about a half second before your mother gives the most technical of knocks before pushing the door open. "Jamie, are you alright? You look flushed?"\n\n"Um... I was... exercising with the Wii Fit, Mom," you answer quickly, feeling even more flushed at the lie.\n\n"Ah! Well it's good you're getting exercise. I'm going to go ahead and get started on dinner!" she adds, turning around and heading out, apparently not noticing the plush succubus on your bed... who immediately hops to her little round feet.\n\n"Heheh... got that done just in time, huh?" Vex declares smugly as you hurry to close the door.\n\n"Y-yeah," you say with a sigh, blushing and worrying your lower lip with your teeth as you look at her. "... You tricked me."\n\n"Hm? Never! I just didn't tell you exactly what would be involved with fulfilling your desire," the plush-form succubus answers smugly. "Which you should really know better. Consider that your first lesson as a mage... don't just jump into things without knowing the details." \n\n"..." You guess you can't really argue with that. Or at least no good argument against it comes to mind. You look down at yourself, vaguely aware of the snug fit of the cock cage beneath your clothes, every little motion brushing and rubbing against it as you sit down in your desk chair and look over at her. "So how long does this go on for?"\n\n"Oh, it depends. We'll talk about it more tomorrow," she declares with a surprisingly loud yawn, her sewn line of a mouth turning into a circle as one of her little round arms presses in front of it. "I used up a lot of energy creating that cock cage converter and pouring loads into you, and I was kind of low after spending so long locked in this form. I'm gonna take a rest." And with that, she wobbles and flops over, seemingly an inanimate object again.\n\n"... Great," you murmur, shaking your head. Your 'Familiar' obviously feels she's made it clear who's really in charge here... and you can't exactly argue with her while she's acting like a lifeless plush toy. ... Or while she's got your dick in magical chastity.\n\nSo you do your best to just act normally for the rest of the afternoon, starting with a shower... though it's hard not to reach down repeatedly to rub and touch at the cage around your prick. Especially once you give into the temptation to start fingering your ass, finding it easy enough to slip two fingers in and pump them, moaning at how sensitive and easy to please your hole is. You're still flushed from embarrassment at making <i>yourself</i> assgasm this time as you get out and dry off, getting dressed again. Picking up the currently inanimate Vex, you eye her for a moment before sighing and setting her on your dresser. \n\nThat night as you lay in bed, resisting the urge to do anything lewd to yourself so that you can think, you try to get your mind on more tangible matters, like what's going to happen now. You don't think Vex is lying, quite... the thing she put on you probably will make you into a magic user eventually, you have a feeling. ... But what will that be like? What will be involved? \n\n<hr>\n[[Maybe it will just take time.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Maybe you'll be... reborn.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Maybe you'll get more like Vex.|QOVex2x3]]

You decide to head on over to the pucker plant patch.\n\n<<if not $puckerplantfucked>>You eye the patch of strange, lipped-and-meloned plants as you approach. They're all still kind of swaying and wiggling around, looking like they're waiting for something. You guess if you're going to bother coming here, you should try actually doing something with them...\n\n<hr>\n[[Approach the pucker plants.|PuckerPlantSexFirst]]\n\n[[Go back.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<else>>You blush a little as you remember what those strange, lewd mouths can do. Still, they produce monster girl milk like any other, ah, encounter, and they seem pretty benign so far. Anyway, what to do?\n\n<hr>\n[[Approach as normal.|PuckerPlantFuckRepeat]]\n\n<<if $mgaabought>>[[Use an MGAA.|PuckerPlantMGAAUse]]<br><br><<endif>>[[Go back.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<endif>>

Yeah let's just... stick with the safe choice, huh? Probably best not to just go crazy with it, right? You take down the book and head up to the counter, paying the five dollars and heading home.\n\nIt's only after dinner when you've opened up the bag to read that the full title is apparently 'Beginner to Intermediate Home Cooking for the Young Wife', the cover having a faded picture of a smiling housewife with intense roller hair and a frilly apron holding up a pot roast. Yeaaaah this sucker's a little dated, isn't it? ... Well, they said to pick anything. Is this cringe, or is it camp? Oh well, either way, it's what you've got now, and with a sigh you set to reading it.\n\nFriday rolls around, and having told your parents that you're going over to a friend's house possibly until late (and after your father hushing your mother's fretting, getting permission), you head to Constance and Purity's. Actually they don't live all that far away from you, with it being the same sort of generally-quite-alike-but-not-quite-identical suburban houses. You knock a little nervously on the door, uncertain whether to relax or get more tense when Constance (it is Constance, right? they didn't switch their glasses?) opens it wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and black skirt. "Hey, Jamie, c'mon in!"\n\n"Thanks." The interior has that same-but-different feel that entering such a similar family's dwelling usually has. Like, you can see how similar everything is, and yet at the same time it's so weirdly different you're practically in a foreign country? Anyway, Purity is sitting in a recliner and Abby's perched on the couch, both of them calling cheerful greetings as you come in. \n\n"Okay, unofficial book club, time to share what we all read," Constance chirps as she perches on the arm of her sister's chair, with you just sort of standing awkwardly for the moment. "Then we'll pick one and the reader can guide the rest of us or however it works best. Let's start with you, Abby, what did you read?"\n\n"I read 'A Starter Guide to Shibari'," Abby declares cheerfully and shamelessly as she holds up the book, which shows what looks like a charcoal sketch of a blindfolded and gagged woman in rope bondage. While you're trying not to faint with shock, she continues, "It's actually <i>super</i> easy to understand, I absolutely believe I could both tie someone else up in it and guide them through tying me up! I even prepared the rope like it told me," she adds, leaning over and picking up several loops of brightly-colored thin rope and waving them a bit.\n\n"Great, Abby, thinking ahead for this sort of thing's always appreciated," Constance says warmly. "How about you, sis?"\n\n"I read 'The Mistress's Manual'," Purity says just as breezily, holding up a book with a woman shot from the neck down, wearing an outfit made of a scanty black leather bikini and a lot of straps, and holding a riding crop. "It's a book about domination techniques. I <i>really</i> enjoyed reading it, I've got to say, I absolutely wouldn't mind trying out being a Mistress with this."\n\n"Very nice! Myself, I read 'The Joy of Naturism', which is a book about eliminating shame and embarrassment so that you can enjoy a naturalis, AKA nudist, lifestyle," Constance chirps, holding up a book with a woman and man prancing naked through a field of flowers, rendered just barely bookstore-safe using the text of the title and author as censor bars. "Obviously I think we'd need the whole weekend for this one if we decided to try it, so we might have to call to make plans and everything. Jamie, what did you-"\n\n"Uh, whoa whoa whoa," you rasp, feeling like you're about to pass out. You hesitate, but all you can manage is, "Um, what about your parents?"\n\n"Oh, psh, they're gone all weekend, they're practically never home," Purity says with a dismissive flap of the hand.\n\n"Yeah, we're good until like, Monday afternoon, though obviously we have school Monday," Constance adds breezily. "So c'mon, Jamie, what did you read?"\n\n"Um," you murmur, before digging your book out of your bag and holding it up. "C-... cookbook."\n\n"Oh," all three of them say, looking distinctly disappointed. Then Constance pushes a smile. "Well that's okay, that's interesting too! Ah, you're obviously kind of nervous, Jamie, so why don't you pick who goes this week? Whatever you're comfortable with."\n\n"But you can pick any of them you know," Purity interjects firmly, ignoring it as her sister gives her a nudge.\n\n"Just pick something and we'll have fun with it, Jamie," Abby adds in a bright tone.\n\n"Um... okay. I guess..."\n\n<hr>\n[["... Shibari."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["... Domination."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["... Naturism."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["......... Cooking."|QOSchool]]

Well... why not at least sign up for the program? Again, not like your parents will let you go, so it might be fun to see just what they have to offer.\n\nYou follow the link to the site, which asks you for most of the same basic data the typical sweepstakes entry card does. So yeah you figure at worst you'll wind up with more spam mail, whatever. You finish up and send it in, deciding that maybe that's enough of being productive for the day and now maybe you can justify just messing about with incremental games all day, except you near-instantly hear your email notification. Clicking over, you're expecting to see some sort of form acknowledgement of your entry, a verification request, or maybe even your first new piece of stupid spam, but you blink as you read it and... you're approved for the program? According to this, you were in fact on a list of pre-approved students from Deviville for this? Okay, this really has to be a scam. ... Except they even mention one of your teachers from last year. Okay, maybe it is legit? A little creepy, but legit.\n\nYou follow the link in an email to another page, still pretty sure you'll never convince your parents, although said page does also say something about sending a 'counselor' to help discuss things with your family, so maybe? You're starting to get the sense that you could actually do this, which is both exciting and frightening. Okay, so yeah, this thing is definitely connected through high schools, and you're supposed to pick the high school you'd attend first thing. They're kinda vague about details, but...\n\n[[Hekibyosha Gakuen|QOJPStart]] - Well the name makes it pretty obvious as a Japanese school. That makes it pretty obvious bait for you, but... maybe <i>too</i> obvious? What if you went and made a complete fool out of yourself because of animu? You would die. You would just actually spontaneously die.\n\n[[Onnameibi Gakuen|QOJP2Start]] - Another Japanese school. You're guessing it's either in a different part of the country or just a different style of school?\n\n[[Ultracross High School|QOSuperStart]] - Uh, it sounds... sports-oriented. Scary. ... But then you're already pre-approved for it? What's that mean then? You're completely unathletic! ... Oh, maybe it's in a country where they play soccer, that would explain it.\n\n[[Expansive All-Access Learning Institution "High School"|QOGHStart]] - O... kaaaay. Sounds like maybe it's one of those "experimental learning" schools where there's like no set classes or something? Probably in Scandinavia somewhere.\n\n[[Public Education Annex #MS29-801|QOMakStart]] - That's gotta be like some super-deep-in-the-city type school, right? When they stop bothering to name them after presidents and generals and stuff and just numbering them? Kind of scary. ... But then you also wonder if the allowance they give you wouldn't go a lot farther in a place like that...

You look down at the rest of the items in the bag... and, in a moment of decision, start taking them out and putting Maya into them. She cooperates without a question or a word, thoroughly broken to obeying you as she slips her hands into the lace-up leather sleeves, curling her fingers to fit properly into the paw-shaped ends of them. She shifts her hips, more dog cum dribbling out of her at the movement, as you bend her legs further and slide them into the other sleeves, closing them up over her feet, the extensions at the bottom of them bringing her up to the same level as her hands so that she's properly on all fours.\n\nYou wonder what Will's original plans for these were, you think as you sling the corset around her middle and start lacing it up, making sure the attached tail on the back where it extends over her actual tailbone is in the right position as you tighten it, the garment obviously designed to keep her belly from being scratched up as she's fucked by dogs over and over again. Was he planning to use it on Katrina? You have little doubt now he's most certainly made his beautiful, refined, elegant fiancee be a bitch for dogs. But now... now you know exactly what you're going to do. It's sort of... freeing, in a way, finally having this power, and knowing it's because Maya, in the end, wanted you to have it.\n\nHolding the last piece of the costume, you move around in front of Maya, looking down at her, meeting those lustful, ashamed, eager eyes with yours. \n\n"You are a dog," you inform her, gently, lovingly. "If I put this on you, you will always be a dog, and nothing but a dog. You will never fuck a human, or make love to one, or take a human cock... you will only fuck other dogs. You'll pretend to be a human for everyone else, but you'll always know that really, truly, you're nothing but a dog." You hesitate for only a moment before stroking her hair. "My dog. My pet. ... What do you say?" When a moment of silence goes by, you grin. "... Speak, girl."\n\n"... Woof," Maya moans sensually.\n\nNodding, you gather up her hair a bit before sliding the leather bondage dog mask over her head, tugging it into place a bit, nothing but her blue eyes showing now past the stylized ears and muzzle as you fasten the mask into place, making sure it's on good and tight. Making sure she knows it's really her face now, and that the human underneath it is the lie.\n\n"Cerb," you call, the big dog's ears perking at your call. "Mount."\n\nHe's still quite clearly hard from the last time, and wastes no time in moving up to the bitch in front of him, mounting up again and thrusting into her, this time much more easily finding his gaping target and shoving in. The dog named Maya lets out a remarkably human moan before remembering herself, correcting to a "Woof! Bark, bark!" But as the big male fucks his bitch, her barks start sounding less and less like a human simply shouting the words, becoming a little more authentic with every thrust of that big, veiny prick into her pussy until she's properly yapping and yowling like the animal she is.\n\nYou settle into the chair beside the bed, stroking yourself as you watch the two dogs mate... definitely very perverted, you think, watching the bitch's tits wobble beneath her as she's mated. The sound of the beasts panting and grunting and barking fills the room as you jerk off, not a single human sound left by the time the male once again jams his knot in the female, your load spurting out to dribble over your fingers as you watch the pair of canines turn ass-to-ass.\n\n'Getting off on watching dogs mate,' you think as you get up, moving forward to symbolically clip the leash to the bitch's collar as she shakes her ass to make her tail wag, a muffled moan coming through her muzzle at making the male's knot work around inside her. 'I'm definitely a pervert.'\n\nStill, you've got a lot of work to do from now on. Gotta get an appropriate house to bring your new dog home to, when you finally get to.\n\n<hr>\n[[Game Over.|QOBro12xEnd]]

"So... you'd really do, uh... anything?" you ask.\n\n"... Yeah, anything," Maya agrees with a firm nod.\n\nYou'd definitely need all of Will's serious charisma to help you play this off as a joke or some sort of prank or something if he's wrong about his idea of 'the more perverted it is, the more willing she'll be', but... well, here goes. "Would you fuck a dog to prove you want to be with me?" you blurt.\n\n"W-what... would I...?!" Maya's entire face goes red. "W-wait, seriously? You... you'd want me to be with... a dog, before I'm even with you...? ... or anyone...?"\n\n"Y-yeah... y'know... to prove you're serious," you answer with a sheepish nod. "I mean... if you did that... I'd know there's no way you'd ever do anything to hurt me."\n\nYou can see Maya working that over in her head for long moments, and any second you're expecting her to slap you or start screaming at you or something. But as the latest in the long string of 'what' reactions tonight, she just nods slowly. "O-okay. I'll do it. If that will convince you that... that I want to be with you and would never ever lie to you or hurt you, I'd... I'd even do that," she murmurs, biting her lower lip a bit. \n\n"... Okay," you murmur, feeling light-headed. "Uh... I-I guess, uh... go wait in that room there," you say after a moment, pointing to the guest room. "And, y'know... be... naked, and stuff."\n\nMaya nods once, taking a deep breath, before turning and walking into the guest room, shutting the door after herself. A second later Will steps out of his own bedroom and walks over, grinning. "Hey, what'd I tell ya? And good call on telling her to fuck a dog, bro!" he adds in a proud tone, giving you a thumbs-up. "Super perverse, she'll definitely be yours for life after getting pounded by a red rocket for you!"\n\n"This is so crazy," you murmur... but your dick certainly seems to be on board with Will's side of things, since it's throbbing insistently in your pants. "I... I mean, where am I even gonna-"\n\n"Oh, don't worry about that, it'll take me just a couple of minutes," Will answers breezily, taking out his phone and starting to text someone. "I happen to know a very special lady who runs a very special kennel that is targeted for just this sort of thing. She can have the perfect dog for this over here in less than ten minutes, while your girl sits there naked on the bed with her pussy getting wetter and wetter as she thinks about becoming a bitch for you."\n\nYou just stand there and think about the fact that your brother knows someone who can get a dog specialized for fucking human girls to him within ten minutes as Will finishes up his text conversation and goes downstairs to wait. Several times you glance over at the door to the guest room, considering going in, but a combination of thinking that surely Maya must be in there waiting to clonk you with a lamp in retaliation for asking you this, and the slightly lesser but very weird and hot idea that she's sitting in there waiting for you to come back with a dog to fuck her has you waiting, nervously rubbing and squeezing the bulge of your cock in your jeans to try and alleviate some of the pressure. This is insane, but... it seems to be happening.\n\nIn due time, Will returns, leading a large, sleek black dog. You can't quite identify the breed... maybe some sort of bulldog or boxer or something, probably mixed-breed since though it has a broad face and short muzzle it's not particularly jowl-y, but definitely thickly-set and broad-shouldered. And, you can't help but notice, sporting a hefty pair of balls and thick sheath between his hind legs. "My friend guaranteed this one will be gentle enough not to hurt her, but give her a fucking she'll remember every day for the rest of her life," Will declares smugly, passing you the dog's leash. "His name's Cerb, and he should follow just about any command you give him. So, go on, bro, have fun. Oh, and I'll leave a few things outside your door... stuff you might find useful as the night goes on," he adds with a chuckle.\n\n"... 'Kay." Taking the leash, you look at the dog for a moment before shrugging. Guess you're doing this. "C'mon, Cerb." You start to think maybe you need to say 'heel' or something, but he seems to understand you just fine and pads along with you as you head to the door. Pushing it open, you see Maya quickly yanking her hand away from something, her face flushed... might have something to do with her sitting naked on the end of the bed, her legs parted, her pussy completely soaked and slightly open. You just stand there, staring at the sight of her, those full C-cups bared, that gleaming sex spread, her dripping fingers sort of raised awkwardly in the air.\n\nMeanwhile, she's certainly staring at the dog. Her eyes have fixed on Cerb, her glossy black lips hanging open a bit. "W-wow," she murmurs. Whether she thought that you were serious or this was just some sort of foreplay, she clearly didn't expect quite such a powerful-looking beast. She swallows, opening her mouth a little as if to say something, but nothing comes out.\n\nWell, you don't really know what to say either. So instead you just do what seems to be the obvious thing, and walk over to the bed, Cerb following along with light clicks of his nails and a jingling of the leash clip against the ring of his collar. "... Cerb, lick."\n\nYup, he definitely knows that one, the big black dog immediately stepping forward and tucking his head between Maya's legs. The goth girl lets out a loud gasp as that broad, wet inhuman tongue flits across her folds, her hips jerking as he starts slurping rapidly at her. Her whole body trembles, her face flushed in a mixture of pleasure, and obvious humiliation at the source of that pleasure. Her breathing starts coming more rapidly, her back arching and lifting her tits high as she shudders... then she gives a little squeak. "Y-you're recording this?!"\n\nYou'd really barely realized you'd lifted your phone and turned on the camera until she said it... but you just give a nod. In fact, you set the phone down on the stand on the counter for a moment as you take off your clothes, Maya staring at you with blatant lust and not a little embarrassment as Cerb continues to lap at her pussy, making her moan and shudder softly. Once you're naked you pick the phone back up, reaching down to unclip the leash from Cerb's collar before telling him "Stop." The dog obediently takes a few steps back, tongue still lolling out, now dripping with a mixture of saliva and Maya's arousal. Maya's eyes are locked below Cerb's belly, her breathing heavier than ever if anything, and you look down to see that apparently licking her let him know what was coming... a particularly large, glistening red spear of a cock, marked with blue veins, has slid out of his sheath and is dripping pre into the floor.\n\nActing almost on autopilot, you point at the bed. "Cerb, up." Maya jumps a little as the big dog leaps up onto the bed with her, and stares as you add, "Roll over." The dog immediately drops and rolls onto his back, paws up in the air, back legs splayed to show off his heavy, black-furred balls, as well as that big inhuman cock flopped against his belly. Looking at Maya, you give her an order in the exact same tone. "Suck him."\n\nA shiver runs through Maya's naked body at your words... but she gives a meek nod, turning to slide onto the bed on all fours and leaning down. A little nervously, she runs a hand up and down Cerb's belly, staring at that big canine cock as she wraps her other hand around the base of it and lifts it. But almost as obediently as he did, she leans down, swirling her tongue around the pointed tip, making a soft noise at the taste before she slides those glossy black-painted lips down over the end of the dog's dick.\n\nYou start stroking your own stiff cock as you focus the camera on Maya's ass, catching its little wiggles in the air, and the way her pussy is sending little rivulets of arousal running down her thighs as she makes soft, but intensely lewd sucking sounds and little moans around the inhuman prick in her mouth. Slowly you circle around to the side, taking in the position of her body, her tits hanging down, and finding a view where the fall of her hair doesn't obscure the sight of that glistening red rocket sliding back and forth between her lips, which leave smears of black here and there across it as her lipstick rubs off. Maya lifts her eyes, catching yours, humiliation and lust mingled in them in almost equal measure as she steadily works her mouth further and further down an animal's prick, all for you. You feel your cock throb in your hand as you listen to her soft moans and the low quagging noises she makes as her throat starts bulging up, having worked herself down far enough to actually be taking him in that deep.\n\nBut you don't stop it until those pretty painted lips have bumped up against her fingers, leaving a black lipstick ring right above the dog's now slightly swollen knot. Only then do you say, "Now turn around. So he can fuck you."\n\nMaya's eyes are glazed now as she slides her mouth up and off of Cerb's prick with a gasp, and from the way she unhesitatingly moves to obey, turning to face the head of the bed and crawling to the center, you wonder if she's even thinking about what she's doing anymore or just obeying on instinct... like a bitch in heat. You watch her for a moment before announcing, "Cerb... mount." Which seems like the most obvious phrase... and one he obviously understands, the big black dog rolling back onto his paws and moving up behind Maya with the air of experience. Maya gasps loudly as he gives a short jump up onto her back, his forelegs wrapping around her middle, his furry hips rubbing against her ass as he thrusts... and that big, lipstick-smeared dog dick repeatedly bumping and slipping along her sodden cunt. Deciding to help out, you climb up onto the bed on your knees, making sure your cellphone has a good view as you lean down and use your free hand to reach under, take hold of that surprisingly hot, slick crimson spear, and angle it into place so that a mindless animal can claim the virginity of your childhood friend turned girlfriend.\n\nThe moment you take your hand off his cock, Cerb thrusts forward, piercing his prick deep into Maya's pussy, Maya giving a loud cry as the pointed tip, bulging middle, and all the rest disappears into her right up to the bulging knot thumping against her outer lips. Cerb spends only a moment shifting and getting into position above his new bitch, wiggling his hips and making Maya moan lowly beneath him before he starts thrusting. Her moans quickly turn into rather enthusiastic cries, obviously no longer thinking or caring about who else might hear her as the big beast atop her grunts and pants, starting to slobber a bit on her shoulder as his quick, bestial breathing huffs against her ear.\n\n"Ohgod he's fucking me, he's fucking me," Maya gasps out as you scoot back a little to get everything on camera, the jiggle of Maya's tits underneath her to the thrust of Cerb's hips as he pounds into her, that lipstick-smeared veiny spear pumping into her dropping, sodden pussy with repeated splurts. Maya's eyes roll up a little as she gives a shuddery cry, and admits in a shamed and utterly slutty voice, "Fuuuuck I just came, I just came from him making me his bitch, oh fuck oh fuck I'm his bitch I'm a dog's bitch a dog's fucking me and I'm cumming oh shiiiiit!"\n\nSome part of you realizes you really ought to feel bad for this, but the rest of you is too busy enjoying the sight of having turned your hot, popular friend who's been in love with you for years into a doggy dick addict. You stroke your cock, watching as Cerb pants and grunts while taking Maya, making her yowl and whimper and moan like an animal herself, spouting off lewd things about how much she loves dog dick and wants to be his bitch and all of it just for you and caught forever on camera.\n\nFinally Cerb thrusts forward hard and presses in, his swollen knot pushing Maya's pussylips wider and wider until it slips inside, her plump, dripping outer lips closing up behind it as he locks inside her. Maya's eyes roll and her body shudders, her cries suddenly going quiet as she's obviously rocked by a brain-breaking orgasm, her mouth open in a soundless squeal of intense orgasm as the big dog no doubt starts pouring a heavy load into her. She does, however, let out another loud gasp as Cerb hefts himself up and off her back, turning around ass-to-ass with her like she was a proper bitch, leaving her on all fours with her head slumped, panting, her pussy dripping down her thighs and soaking the beast's big black balls.\n\nIn a bit of a trance, you hit 'Pause' on the recording and set your phone down, getting up and heading to the door. You remember Will saying he'd leave something you might find useful there after all. You open it to see what looks like a tote bag that does seem to be filled with various things... but the topmost one is a black leather dog collar. Picking it up, you see the tag simply reads 'Bitch'. Carrying the bag inside, without hesitation you take the collar and climb up onto the bed, slipping it around Maya's neck and fastening it, making sure it stays fairly loose... gotta give plenty of room for her throat to bulge, after all. Maya pants heavily, looking up at you with those shamed, pleasured, loving, lust-glazed eyes... then lets out a loud gasp that prompts you to snag your phone again, capturing the moment on video as Cerb gives a few tugs and finally slips free, his cock dropping away from Maya's gaping pussy amidst a shower of animal jizz.\n\nBut before it did, the look on Maya's face was clear... 'What now?'\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck her.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Have Cerb fuck her again.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Use what's in the bag.|QOBro12x5]]

You can't believe you're doing this, but, "Hey, uh, Maya, so listen... Will is kind of under the impression that you, uh... like me. As in, you want to be with me."\n\n"I..." Maya actually looks almost as nervous and derailed as you usually do for a moment, her pale cheeks coloring, before she gives a sheepish nod. "Um... yeah."\n\nWait, what? Before you can even really process that, your mouth is moving forward with the plan. "But I mean, you know how I get bullied and misled, right? Like... girls have pretended to like me before just to be mean to me," you note, Maya making a face as she no doubt recalls the same incidents (at least the ones she knows about). "So, um, if I was really going to believe you l-... liked me and wanted to be together, you'd have to... you'd have to prove yourself."\n\nMaya blinks a few times, looking vaguely confused and a little put-out... at the same time you can't help but notice that her blush has intensified, and, uh, her nipples are kind of showing through her shirt now. "Ah... r-really? Well I mean... I get what you're saying so... m-maybe, yeah, I... I guess I'd do pretty much anything to prove I'm serious and don't want to hurt you. W-what were you thinking I could do to prove myself?"\n\n... What <i>were</i> you thinking? Like, in general. You really had no plan and seriously didn't think this is how things would go. But now here you are, Maya's actually agreeing to do something to prove herself. Will's suggestion that the more perverse you make it, the more loyal Maya will be to you, rings in your ears, and your brain can't help but start spouting out kinks and lewdness, some of which you're only vaguely aware of but is now thinking, what if, what if...\n\n<hr>\n[[Leash and collar.|QOSlaveMaya]]\n\n[[Porn.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Watersports.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Bestiality.|QOBro12x4]]

"W-what do I do?!" you stammer, looking over at Will.\n\n"Honestly guy, like I said, you could probably just take out your dick," he says dryly. "Normally that would be crude in the extreme even for me, but Maya's definitely wanted to fuck you since before she knew what fucking was for sure. Part of her will probably be outraged, but the part that says 'Finally' will overrule it and on her knees she'll go. But, if you don't wanna do that... you should ask her to do something perverse."\n\n"... Why would I do that?" you ask, staring at him.\n\n"Look, when a girl has a thing for a guy for that long, she comes up with all these scenarios about how they'd get together. Maya's clearly at least a little bit of a freak already, so I guarantee you that once teenage hormones hit, she definitely started fantasizing about you making her 'prove' herself to you somehow. Honestly, probably the more perverse and extreme you make it, the more likely she is to stick with you no matter what." Will chuckles a bit. "After all, not only has she got you, but now she's given up her pride and dignity into you, dumping you would make that all for nothing."\n\n"Are you just trying to tank me?" you ask flatly.\n\n"Nah, I'm absolutely serious. Hey, if she gets upset, just play it off as a joke, tell her I bullied you into doing it, I'll admit it and back you up. And we'll put the bet back on... if she doesn't go for it, $10,000. Consider this my investment in relieving that poor girl's suffering and finally getting you moving towards living a fruitful life. Oop, here she comes," he adds as the elevator audibly groans upward. "Look, whatever pervy thing you ask her to do, I'll make it happen, no worries. Consider me your wingman," he adds, giving you a thumbs up before slipping into his bedroom.\n\n'... Some wingman,' you think, turning back to the elevator. Soon the door rolls up to reveal Maya... her past-the-shoulders hair dyed jet black save for two almost neon purple stripes in the bangs, pretty blue eyes, glossy black lipstick, and a very snug black T-shirt showing off her large breasts and equally snug black cutoffs showing off the curves of her hips and rear. She steps out of the elevator with a light clomp of combat boots, and... is she blushing.\n\n"So, uh, hi!" she says with a smile.\n\n"Hi," you answer a little blankly.\n\n"... Are you okay, Jamie?" she asks, the smile dropping into a concerned expression. "You said you had something to talk about, is something wrong?"\n\nOkay... okay, here goes...\n\n<hr>\n[[Whip it out.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Ask her to do something perverted.|QOBro12x3]]\n\n[[Freeze up completely.|QOBro]]

"Maya's like... really hot and has a bunch of friends, there's no way she's into me," you assert. You're 100% sure that if not for the fact that you met when you were both tiny, she wouldn't be bothering to give you the time of day, let alone hang out with you.\n\n"Alright, I'll tell you what," Will says, smirking. "I bet you that if you call Maya up right now and say 'I'm at my brother's and I have something really important to tell you, will you come over?' that she will. If she doesn't, I will in fact, swear to god, give you $10,000."\n\nYour slightly addled brain tries to turn that over, glancing at the clock and then trying to calculate the distance between Maya's house and here, and the fact that she'd either have to beg her parents or sneak out, at a not particularly opportune time of the evening. Still, an offer's an offer, so you at least ask, "And what if she does?"\n\n"Nothing. You don't owe anything. It is bet that purely favors you, bro."\n\nAgain you turn that over in your head. So... basically free $10,000, all you have to do is completely embarrass yourself to one of your few close friends. Normally you'd probably chicken out of even that, but you're just fuzzed enough to decide oh, what the hell. You retrieve your phone from your jeans and hit Maya's number, which probably also goes to show you're not in your right mind because who the heck just calls someone without texting first? But almost immediately she picks up. "<i>Hey, Jamie, what's up?</i>"\n\n"Hey, Maya. ... Uh..." Your brain stalls for a second, before you rally and say, "Listen, I need to talk to you about something important. ... In person. I'm over at my brother's, but could you come over here?"\n\nYou brace yourself for the 'What is wrong with you?' or 'What the hell are you thinking?' in the brief silence that follows. But instead what you hear is, "<i>What's the address?</i>"\n\n"... Uh." Again your mind splutters like an old wreck of a car trying to start up, but after a second you manage to give her the address and tell her how to work the elevator to come up once she's buzzed in. After the two of you hang up, you just stare at the phone, then murmur, "She's, uh... she's coming over."\n\n"Guess I won't be writing a check," Will chuckles smugly.\n\n"... I should put on my clothes. Uh, after I like... shower," you say, scrambling up.\n\n"If you wanna, I don't think it makes much difference. Like I said, you could just wave your dick at her and she'd probably drop to her knees right then and there."\n\nIgnoring Will for the moment, you take a quick shower and get dressed again. Eventually you're waiting nervously by the elevator, squirming around as you wait for Maya to make her way inside and take the notoriously slow elevator up. Will has at least put on jeans and a t-shirt, and has assured you he'll drop back into his room once Maya arrives. You're still trying to figure out what, exactly, to do when she does.\n\n<hr>\n[["What do I say?!"|QOBro]]\n\n[["What do I do?!"|QOBro12x2]]\n\n[["... I can't do this!"|QOBro]]\n\n[["..."|QOBro]]

Eh, Mom might get mad at you if she catches you out of bed. ... Besides it's real dark out. And you are still real tired from that long drive...\n\n... <i>Honk-shu. Honk-shu. Honk-shu.</i>\n\nIt seems like pretty much instantly Maya's shaking you awake and it's time for morning exercise. Still, you feel pretty rested and great, so you're happy enough to don your own shorts and t-shirt and go down to the sort of backyard/play area to listen to the combination music and exercise instruction on the radio and follow along. It's mostly stretches and a few light exercises... after all it's mostly meant for kids and old people to stay active... so it's not like you exactly work up a sweat before heading inside to breakfast.\n\nRoma shuffles her way blearily into the dining room, wearing a different overlong T-shirt and probably the same little black shorts (though you don't see them much), looking like she's eating while still mostly asleep. Mom gives her an exasperated look, but doesn't say anything, instead just looking at you and smiling. "So, Jamie, what are you thinking of doing with your first day of summer vacation?"\n\n"Ummmm... dunno!" you chirp cheerfully.\n\n"We could [[go exploring|QODJSum]]!" Maya immediately blurts. "Or even just [[hang out in town together|QODJSum]]!" She hesitates a little bit before she says, "Or I could [[introduce you to some of the other kids|QODJSum2x2]] if, y'know, you wanted to do that instead."\n\n"Now, Maya, don't railroad Jamie, he did have a very long car ride just yesterday," Mom chides gently, smiling. "If he feels up to those sorts of things, fine, but he might also just like to [[hang around the resort|QODJSum]] today."\n\n"Oh. Um. Well if that's what you wanna do," Maya murmurs with a glance at you.\n\n"I mean far be it from me to discourage anyone from lazing around the house all day," Roma mumbles half-coherently, her eyes still mostly closed. "But didja think maybe he might wanna [[do stuff on his own|QODJSum]] his first day here?"\n\nMaya, for whatever reason, looks like she really wants to stab her sister with a fork, but Mom says, "She has a point, Maya, you and Jamie will have all summer to play, but Jamie might want to have some time to himself sometimes."\n\n"Mmmmnmmm," Maya says, making a noise that seems to convey that she disagrees, deeply, but isn't willing to actually argue with an adult over it.\n\nMom grins at you. "Don't mind your sister," she says in a teasing tone while giving you a wink, which makes Maya huff. "It's your summer vacation, Jamie, you start it however you want."

"Fine, fine, we can try your selling chocolate idea," you allow after a few moments' thought. "But you're buying the chocolate and then we split the money!" you add, figuring that's the least he can do since your parents are much more likely to throw a fit than his.\n\n"That's fair," he acknowledges, apparently having the same thought. "You'll see, dude, it'll be great!"\n\nThe next day the two of you rise bright and early, packing the uniforms away in Kevin's messenger bag and setting off towards the newly "revitalized" shopping district where he says he saw the new candy shop. Eventually you arrive at "Tandy's Candy"... sort of cutesy name, but once inside you can't help but feel like, well, a kid in a candy store. All the tubes of brightly-colored candy, racks of shinily-wrapped specialties, displays of novelty and toy-style candies.\n\n"I think the 'grand opening sale' stuff is back there," Kevin muses, wandering away from you and towards the back of the store, leaving you alone for the moment. You look around, noticing the signs reading "Please don't 'sample' the candy! Ask one of us if you're curious!" posted about. You also notice that there looks like some sort of counter off to one side of the store... in-store made stuff? It sounds like someone is over there, maybe you could go see.\n\n<hr>\n\n[[Be a rebel, sample some candy!|QOKevPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Go look at the counter.|QOKevScheme1x1]]\n\n[[Just wait for Kevin.|QOKevPlaceholder]]

"W-well... okay," you agree, drawing the blonde in closer to yourself as well. \n\n"HEY!" she shrieks as you bring her in close enough to get a good long stare at her tits, the bra having slipped down enough to show some rosy hints of nipple. "Get your hands off me, you weirdos!"\n\n"Oh man this is gonna be good," Kevin croons, stretching his arms out further so that he can still leave them wrapped around the ponytailed robber's middle as a restraint, but also use his hands to undo her bra and tear the shoulder straps so that it drops to the ground, baring her breasts. He also slides her panties down, baring the hairless pink slit nestled between her muscular thighs. "I'm gettin' all sorts of pervy ideas I can do with these powers!" he announces.\n\nIt's like that one sentence flips a switch in your brain. Pervy things... you've got actual superpowers, you've got a hot, powerless criminal in your clutches, there's no one around, you can finally do some wicked, naughty stuff. All sorts of things are racing through your mind, and some of it must show on your face since the blonde starts looking more nervous then angry.\n\n"H-hey, kid, w-what exactly are you thinking of doing?" she demands in a worried voice, glancing around as if hoping help might come.\n\n<hr>\n[[You're thinking of destroying her pussy.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[You're thinking of giving her a really deep assfucking.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[You think she looks delicious.|QOKevScheme]]

"W-well, I guess a stretchy-type hero, since they're not a brawler, they'd probably follow the bad guy back to their lair and-" you start stammering nervously.\n\n"Right, got it!" Kevin says, grabbing your hand and then stretching out his other, flinging it towards the fleeing car's back bumper.\n\n"No wait!" you blurt, but it's too late. Kevin's hand grabs the underside of the bumper, his arm stretching out further before he's yanked through the air after it. The sudden acceleration and hauling on you not only stretches your own arm briefly, but your whole body, your waist and legs compressing enough that you're yanked right out of your shoes, pants, and underwear, Kevin's lower garb similarly tumbling through the air where you were standing. The momentum sends the both of you careening under the car, where you reflexively grab onto any handholds you can find and hug up against the undercarriage, trying to get away from the fast-moving pavement rolling by below. Apparently this is much easier in your new state, because you wind up compressing practically flat against it... even as your shirt catches a few things and tears, leaving you completely naked (albeit a completely naked pink sheet on the undercarriage, with a near-identical one next to you). \n\nAt least nothing seems to hurt, even the heat of the undercarriage or its jagged bits, or any time you do catch a bit of something off the road... are you made of taffy or rubber now? Or something weirder altogether? You're seriously considering giving Kevin a few stern sentences when all this is over! But all you can do is cling to the car in your flattened state, until eventually the car pulls over and stops. There's the sound of slamming doors and grunts of effort, and then the sound of boots on gravel and then dirt heading into the distance.\n\nYou slowly relax, peeling yourself off the undercarriage of the car and tumbling out from under it. Kevin almost literally bounces to his feet, still looking thoroughly excited... and, you can't help but notice, sporting a half-chub. "Wow! That was so cool! C'mon, I think they went this way," he whispers, scurrying towards some nearby trees.\n\n"Kevin!" you hiss. "We are naked in-" You glance around at the rather deserted-seeming country road. "In the middle of nowhere and those are armed robbers!"\n\n"It's fine, c'mon!" he beckons, leaving you no other option but to groan and go scurrying after him.\n\nKevin eventually presses up a tree, then stretches his neck out to peek around it while still keeping his body fully behind it. Following his lead, you do the same with a nearby tree, looking towards the quiet sounds nearby... and letting your jaw drop several inches when you see. The masked robbers are no longer masked... and they're not wearing their tactical gear either. In fact all they're wearing is some lingerie, one tall statuesque one currently stepping out of her black pants, her long, wavy blonde hair swishing above the lacy red G-string she's wearing, the olive-skinned, black-haired one with a ponytail bent over, her slender, muscular butt sticking up in the air as she piles some of the gear together.\n\n"Holy crap," Kevin murmurs... then grins in a way you know means trouble. Almost before you can think, he's leapt out from behind the tree and flung his arms forward, stretching them out and wrapping them around the darker-skinned woman's middle, pinning her arms to her side. She yelps as she's drawn into the air, the blonde whirling with wide eyes, tits jiggling in her skimpy red bra. Acting more on the reflex of following Kevin's lead than anything else, you too spring out and send your arms hurtling forward, winding them around the blonde's middle and similarly incapacitating her, lifting her into the air as she kicks her (very nice) legs and shrieks in fury.\n\n"What the hell?! Naked freak kids?!"\n\n"Hey that's not nice," Kevin replies with a smirk. "We're just passing superheroes, is all!" Though you notice that the look on his face isn't exactly heroic... nor is the way his cock is now standing at full attention, wobbling a bit with every heartbeat and making an almost inaudible 'sproing' noise when it does. "Actually... man these girls are hot," he announces, drawing the darker-skinned girl he snagged in closer towards him. \n\n"Don't even think about it," she snarls, her green eyes flashing.\n\n"I kinda am thinkin' about it though," He answers, twisting her around and putting her knees on the ground, keeping her held up so that her tits hang down below her in the teal bra hugging them snugly. "Let's put these girls to good use, dude!"\n\n<hr>\n[[We can't!|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[Well. Okay.|QOKevScheme8x5]]

"Ah... I mean... if I'm gonna do lewd stuff, I think... the first person I'd like to do lewd stuff would be with... you," you murmur, blushing and looking down.\n\n"Awwwww, Master is totally the sweetest!" Mary coos, clasping her hands and doing a happy twirl in midair. "And I did say that I was too small for most fun stuff... but not <i>all</i> fun stuff," she adds, giving you a tiny smirk. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"\n\n"I... think so," you reply... blushing again as she disappears her outfit, now hovering naked in front of your face. You reach your hands up to cup under her, allowing her to settle onto her knees on them and bringing her to your face. "I guess so," you add, grinning a bit again as she leans forward to kiss you... or, well, place a kiss on your lower lip.\n\nYou'd feel a little awkward kissing her entire face, not that you don't feel a little awkward with the whole situation, but... well, if you're going to be the hax isekai protag of a hard ecchi story, you're gonna hafta get over that! So you lean in and, after only a brief hesitation, stick out your tongue to give Mary a lick. Specifically the front of her chest, feeling your tongue slide over those big-tiny breasts. She lets out a squeal of giggles that's mingled with a moan, wiggling herself against your tongue and actually rubbing her hands across it, an interesting sensation to be sure as you try out a few more licks. You slide the tip of your tongue along her flat belly and up between her tits, before giving her whole front a few more broader licks, feeling her small body lean into your strokes as you lightly coat her with your saliva.\n\nAfter a few moments of that and some pondering, you tilt your head back and gently urge her forward, Mary eagerly clambering forward and settling herself to sit between your lips, her tiny but luscious legs draped to either side of your chin and her small hands pressing to either side of your nose. You start wiggling and flicking your tongue all over her... well, pretty much the entire area between her waist and thighs, Mary squealing and wriggling around as she rocks herself against you, doing her best to grind her tiny plump pussy against your relatively huge tongue. You're somehow very aware, with the lewd feeling of her pussy rubbing against you and her cute little butt grinding against the tip of your tongue, that it actually wouldn't be that hard to shift her around a bit and swallow her in a few gulps. That's definitely a strange feeling... part terrifying, part empowering, and maybe, maybe just a tiny bit arousing.\n\nYou're fairly sure Mary's had several orgasms by the time she squirms herself out from between your lips, at least to judge from the rather sweet little bursts of flavor you got several times. "Ahhhh... whew, I'm starting to feel empowered already, Master! Let's do some more! ... Heheh, I'd like to open your pants for you, but alas! Maybe have a seat under that tree and... whip it out for me?"\n\nAgh, she's so sultry and cute, even when... maybe especially when... she's so tiny! Blushing again, you nod and move to the tree she indicated, settling under it and messing with your pants to free the aching stiffness you'd felt... then your eyes widening as it springs free. "Uh... Mary, did you make me... bigger?" you squeak.\n\n"Eheh~, well, not like directly, it's more of a side effect of all your enhanced stats, Master! Super constitution, plus charisma, and, well!" Giggling, she flutters down, lightly landing on your likewise larger balls, her tiny toes and the balls of your feet pressing against them. Her weight's negligible enough that you doubt it would be a problem even if you didn't have superheroic damage reduction or whatever, but your thoughts on that are thoroughly distracted as Mary wraps her arms around your cock and starts writhing purposefully and with great glee against it. It's significantly bigger than she is, and yet that just seems to egg her on, and the part of your brain that isn't melting with the strange pleasure of having a tiny, very eager, very skilled girl rubbing herself on your prick can feel every stroke of her big-small breasts, her stiff nipples, the licks of her tongue and strokes of her hands as she works herself against it. Looking down at her, watching her move her body against it almost worshipfully, has you feeling lightheaded, especially once she lifts her legs and wraps them around it as well, grinding her dripping pussy against you as her wings beat, working herself up and down along your length.\n\n"M-Mary, this feels... really weird and really good," you moan out, biting your lower lip and leaning your head back briefly, before once again looking at your little tan succubus stroking and working her whole tiny body against the underside of your pornworthy prick.\n\n"Heheh~, sometimes those are the best sort of lewds, master!" she coos back, sliding all the way up to your cockhead and stroking her fingers around the underside of it, her tiny tongue teasing at the hole in the tip, making you squirm and moan even more at the strangeness of it. She seems to be treating it like she would another girl's pussy, flicking her tongue and rolling it around, teasing the top and swirling around the sides. You mmmf! as she actually pushes a finger in and strokes a few times, giving you a wicked little smirk before she slides back down. Perhaps realizing she's already brought you close, she settles to straddle the base of your balls, grinding her tiny, dripping cunt against them as she rocks herself eagerly against the base of your cock, grinding her tits into it as she moves herself. "C'mon, Master, do it, cover me, give me all your cum, hot glue me like a slutty anime figure!"\n\n'Wut?' you think distantly, before you're overcome by your orgasm. Maybe it's more intense because of the weird way Mary brought you up to it, or maybe it's because of the sheer amount of cum that you can apparently produce now. But it does indeed spurt out, flying upward before raining back down, coating your own prick but also, of course, splattering all over Mary. She squeals happily as gush after gush of your cum washes over her, looking more like gallons of thick white goo to her tiny body, splashing across her tan skin and blonde hair until she's at first coated with a white glaze of it like a little donut, and then completely and utterly coated with white, nothing but a wriggling little succubus-shaped googirl made of jizz.\n\nPanting, you stare at your handiwork... then blink as it starts to slowly expand and grow. Mary quickly becomes distinct again as she apparently absorbs your cum and grows outward, her proportions not changing though her size does. Soon she's straddling your lap, grinning at you... she's still not 'full size', which had her as rather taller than you. In fact you think that her chin might be about level with your belt if the two of you were standing. But just as before she's still proportioned like her old self, with (relatively) large brown breasts, full round rear, and luscious legs. She mmms and stretches out her wings. "That... was really good!" she declares.\n\n"Ah... you grew a lot just from... that," you murmur, blushing again.\n\n"Welllllll, it <i>was</i> our first time, Master!" she replies with a happy giggle, leaning in and kissing you much more thoroughly this time. You mmf softly and kiss her back, returning the swirl of her tongue... her mouth is definitely still smaller than yours, but clearly the two of you can manage now. She settles back onto your lap, giggling again. "I'll probably gain power a bit slower after this, so it'll still be awhile before I'm back to full, but you giving me your very first lewds of your adventure was definitely a big jump start! Plus it made me really happy," she adds a bit more bashfully, leaning forward to wrap her arms around your neck and cuddle in against your front.\n\nBlushing, you wrap your arms around her and pull her in closer. "... I'm glad. I definitely want to make you happy, Mary. ... ... It's kind of a bonus that being a perv makes you happy."\n\n"I know, right?!" she replies with a laugh, sitting back onto your lap. She hmmms. "I'd really like to continue on with this but I can't help but feel we'd get interrupted by a random encounter. Maybe we ought to head for a town or something." Her scarce clothing reappears on her body, and after a moment her horns, wings, and tail pull back in as well. "There. Now I can pass for a Halfling."\n\n"Oh, um, but don't you-" Your train of thought is briefly derailed as Mary casually and methodically tucks your cock back into your pants and does them up. "... I mean, won't you hate having to hide what you are again?"\n\n"Ehhhh, not the same, not the same," she declares, waving off your concern as she gets to her feet. "This is just me choosing to hide a little bit of my nature, not having to pretend to be something I'm not entirely. ... Look it's different to me!" she asserts, puffing out her cheeks as you grin at her.\n\nDeciding not to nitpick, you get to your feet as well and the two of you set off. It's fairly easy to find a road and pick a direction, walking along as the birds sing and insects buzz. You're not certain what to talk about, but Mary keeps up a string of chatter, talking about how she's looking forward to you getting to be all badass and lewdass and other things as the two of you encounter new situations. It has you embarrassed and a little squirmy as you go along, but she quiets down a bit as a town comes into view... well, you assume it's a town, it's bigger than you think a village would be, and has several fairly large wooden buildings. As the two of you approach, you stop one of the people on the street to ask where you are, getting through most of your question without realizing that you just stopped a pretty peasant girl with big boobs with just a thin plain blouse over them and a dress that oddly highlights her hips and legs despite covering them. Maybe you're gaining confidence?\n\n"This is Tharsdale," she explains, giving you a quick look up and down and Mary a slightly more dubious one... but only slightly, she must be used to adventurers. A suspicion confirmed as she continues, "The Adventurer's Guild closes early today, so you've already missed it," she continues, nodding to the largest of the town's two-story buildings as she rests her basket on one round hip. "But if you want to get an inn room there should be most of them open. Or if you're after one of the houses that's been built for well-off people such's yourselves, the Officiator's office over there is where you'd wanna go," she continues, gesturing with her free hand to one of the smaller, but somehow more opulent-looking, buildings. \n\n"Thanks," you say, Mary chirping out a "Thank you~!" as well before the two of you head for the inn, since the sun's already starting to go down. The innkeeper doesn't even bat an eye at the two of you, simply explaining the rates for per-night stay and if you want meals with that. The two of you settle down to eat, waited on by the innkeeper's rather cute daughters, with a handful of other adventure-y looking sorts. You'd probably be more thrilled to be sitting in an authentic adventurer's inn surrounded by authentic adventurers, but admittedly, most of your thoughts are on what happens when you get to go upstairs with Mary.\n\nThoughts that don't have to wait much longer than the two of you getting inside the inn room to start materializing. Mary turns and has your pants open in a flash, barely having to lean forward to slide your cock into her mouth, her blue eyes rolled up to look at you as she slides effortlessly down the whole length, despite it bulging up her slender throat obscenely. You moan loadly, resting a hand on her head and bracing the other against the wall as she sets to work, her tongue twisting and working over you in ways that barely even seem possible. Rather than just disappearing her clothes, this time she wiggles and squirms out of them, giving you a view of her slipping them off since all you have to do is, well, look down. Doing your best to oblige as well, you try to think enough to shed all your own clothing while she's standing there bobbing her head, round butt jutted out just slightly from her position. About the time you manage to squirm out of your boots, you also start pouring a load down her throat, Mary greedily gulping down every last spurt before leaning back, your cock sliding back out of her stretched lips and wobbling clean in the air.\n\nThe two of you practically run to the bed, Mary giggling happily as she hops up onto it on her back. You settle to your knees beside it, once again taking a few moments to adjust to... and appreciate... the view of a curvaceous and generously-proportioned girl a little over half your size. Well, your tongue's not as big in comparison as it was earlier, but to judge by the way she tries to wrap her legs around your head and fuck herself against your face while moaning loudly, the size of it is still plenty pleasing, letting you cover most of her pussy with every lick. "Why do you taste so good?" you can't help but murmur as you lap at her plump pussylips.\n\nShe giggles again. "'Cause a succubus can taste like what she wants so I made myself taste like cherry blossom honey!" You pause briefly... then practically attack her pussy with your tongue, making her squeal and buck on the bed, as well as letting out a delighted laugh.\n\nSoon though you can't wait anymore, and draw up, pressing the tip of your cock between those plump pussylips. Shivering, you push forward, unable to help letting out a moan of "Mary you're so <i>tight</i>!" as you push forward, spreading open her pussy around you.\n\n"Hnnnnnh, I look forward to being back to full size but this is sooooooo good too," Mary moans for her own part as you push into her. "You're sooooo big inside me at this size, Master, it's the beeeest," she whimpers as you grip at her round hips and start pumping into her. Squirts of her fragrant juices spurt out every time you pump into her, with apparently no room for them in her Halfling-sized pussy once your enhanced cock has pushed in. You lean forward a bit more on the bed, lifting her ass off the edge of it so that you can get a better angle, feeling your balls slap against her round, generous little ass as you fuck her, both of you getting steadily louder. For the first time in your life you really don't care if you're bothering anyone else with your noise, and being embarrassed about being heard doing lewd things is the furthest from your mind as you make lewd, perverted love to Mary, not holding back on finally pumping a heavy blast of cum deep into her womb considering the number of times you've felt that tight little passage flutter and squeeze around you.\n\nAfter several more goes the two of you lay slumped on the bed, Mary laying on top of you, head tucked in against your neck as she nuzzles. <i>That was wonderful, Master, I'm so glad we came to this world. And that you decided to be lewd.</i>\n\nYou blink a few times, looking down at her, then tentatively... well, thinking outward. <i>Was that you?</i>\n\n<i>Of course, Master. Now that we've finally made love, our connection is strong enough for telepathic communication. I am your familiar, after all.</i> She yawns in the middle of her thought, then gives your neck a little lick, making you shiver. <i>So, tomorrow's our first full day in this world of adventure, what do you want to do?</i>\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to the Adventurer's Guild.|QOAW2x1]]\n\n[[Buy a house.|QOAW1x3]]\n\n[[Fuck that cute peasant girl you met earlier.|QOAW]]

<i>You said I have a lot of money in my item storage, right?</i>\n\n<i>Oh tons, I basically cleared out one of the best dungeons the world had and put everything in your storage! There's probably a really ticked-off dungeon boss out there somewhere.</i>\n\n... Worrisome, but since they're unlikely to find out it was you, you set that concern aside. <i>Then I think we should look into those houses that are apparently available here. I mean, I know we're here to adventure and all, but it's kinda daunting to think of living nowhere but inn rooms. Better to have a, y'know, base to come back to... besides, we ought to have somewhere you can relax and be yourself.</i>\n\n<i>Aw, Master's so considerate! I agree then, tomorrow we should buy a house together!</i>\n\nSomething about the tone of that and the way Mary snuggles up against you even more enthusiastically than before makes you blush a great deal, but after a few moments you try to settle and go to sleep. It's easier than you might think, you've had a lot of practice at sleeping with Mary snuggled up to you, although she was never quite this naked. ... Or small. But then you're a bit tired too, so.\n\nIn the morning the two of you have a quick breakfast in the inn's common room before heading over to the... didn't the girl say the Officiator's office? You wonder if this is the sort of place you just waltz into like a business or if it's more like a private office, so to be on the safe side you knock. At the call of 'Come in!' you step inside. The building is obviously mostly the main room and used just as an office, to judge by the leftover size of the building from the pair of doors nearby. The office has a lot of nice (if by your standards antique in style) furniture with red velvet cushions. Behind the desk is a lovely woman you'd guess in her early twenties, with long honey-blonde hair with part of it braided to form a 'crown' around the back of her head, and green eyes with little blotches of brown in them. Her dress is obviously nice, cream colored with embroidered red trim, neither ostentatious or particularly provocative in design, though it does lightly highlight her quite nicely-sized chest. Her jewelry similarly says 'I'm rich but trying not to brag about it', with large polished blue stone earrings and a curlicue bronze choker around her neck.\n\n"Welcome," she says as she stands up, giving you a smile. "You must be adventurers, yes?"\n\n"Ah, yeah, my name's Jamie, this is Mary," you say by way of introductions as you and Mary walk over. "I mean, that's not a problem, is it? Do you prefer to sell to locals or something?"\n\nShe lets out a soft laugh, briefly covering her lips with her fingertips. "Ah, no, no, no problem at all. My name is Rialla, and I actually bought land and had these houses built with the idea of selling them to adventurers. The locals build their own homes after all, or in most cases already have them passed down from many generations ago. Tharsdale is conveniently located at a midpoint between several major cities as well as a number of dungeons and worthwhile 'farming' areas that would make it an attractive place for any adventurer to have someplace to come home to. Now, why don't you have a seat and we'll discuss what you're looking for?"\n\n<i>Master, you should seduce her!</i> Mary chirps in your head as she hops into one of the chairs across from the desk.\n\n"W-" You almost speak out loud before catching yourself, instead hurrying to 'think', <i>What?!</i> as you sit down as well.\n\n<i>I bet she's not going to offer us the best house at the best price, but if you give her a thorough fucking to put her in a good mood and show her you're worth having around, I bet she'll give us something great for cheap!</i>\n\n<i>What do I know about seducing anyone?!</i> you protest as you fight to keep the expression off your face, instead leaning forward a bit to look at some drawings Rialla is showing you in a book, illustrations of the homes she's either already had built or is building, apparently.\n\n<i>You've got a giant Charisma score, you basically just have to try and it'll work out!</i> Mary insists. <i>Or you could always just mind-whammy her with a spell, that'd work too.</i> When you glance at her, she shrugs. <i>Or not! I'm just offering suggestions, Master! ... Fun, lewd suggestions...</i>\n\n<hr>\n[[Seduce Rialla.|QOAW]]\n\n[[Mindwhammy Rialla.|QOAW]]\n\n[[Just... buy a house.|QOAW]]

"I think I'd like to try the taffy," you announce, proffering the menu back. You actually can't remember the last time you had any, so may as well mix it up.\n\n"Yeah, that sounds good," Kevin agrees.\n\n"Sure! Here you go," she says, bustling off to the side and returning a moment later with a pair of small rectangular-ish shapes resting on waxpaper. She hands one to Kevin and one to you... they're pale tan, actually not that far off your own skin tone, weirdly enough. But then you guess that's fairly normal for saltwater taffy. "Enjoy the stretchy goodness!"\n\nNodding and murmuring a 'thanks', you take your piece in both hands and stretch it out... and keep stretching it. Wow, it doesn't want to seem to break at all, and it's barely getting any thinner even as you stretch it! You mess with it for a few moments, stretching it and bringing it back together, then glance over at Kevin. He's actually tied his in a knot after stretching it out, and then twisted it into a braid before biting off a piece. You do a slightly less elaborate version of the twist before biting in as well... it's actually like it resists you a bit at first, your teeth almost bounce off, just the tiniest bit. It's not in an unpleasant way, just sort of adding a bit of firmness to the candy since a bit more pressure and your teeth go right through.\n\nYou chew on the taffy for a fair while, stretching and squishing what you haven't eaten repeatedly, until eventually it's gone. "Good stuff, thanks a lot!" Kevin says with one of his usual charming grins, while you murmur quieter thanks.\n\n"Well I'm glad you both liked it!" Tandy smiles brightly in return. "You know, I have a new variety of taffy too. It's a bit more like 'Laffy Taffy', not quite as stretchy, but you two might like it. It's sweeter... in fact, it's passionfruit flavored!"\n\n"I dunno, thanks anyway, but we've kinda got something we've gotta do," Kevin murmurs, glancing at you. He's probably itching to be off and try his chocolate-selling scheme, after all, especially since eating (and playing with) the taffy took longer than he probably wanted to be in the shop.\n\n<hr>\n[[Side with Tandy.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[Side with Kevin.|QOKevScheme8x2]]

You do listen briefly, then shake your head. "No, nothing." Admittedly, though, you might be a little distracted by the idea of having become a cheat isekai protagonist and actually having an at least mildly legit reason for going full Magical Realm with it. \n\n"Heehee, Master is thinking about lewd stuff, huh?" Mary coos, flitting back and forth in front of you. \n\n"W-well... maybe," you admit after a second, your cheeks heating, but a grin curling your lips. "Since you said it would help you get back to normal faster."\n\n"It will, it will!" Mary chirps eagerly, resting her hands on her tiny hips and nodding emphatically. "Plus I wanna see Master cut loose with his inner perviness! It's a win for everybody!"\n\n"I mean, y'know... ... if it will make you happy and help you out, I... guess I could be a perv protagonist," you allow, rolling your shoulders.\n\n"Mm-hm, mm-hm, let's go with that! Heheh~. So, Master, what's the first perviness on the agenda, hmmm?"\n\n<hr>\n[[A strong, confident female warrior!|QOAW]]\n\n[[Elves! Elves! Elves!|QOAW]]\n\n[[If it's a lewd fantasy world, it's gotta be monster girls, right?|QOAW]]\n\n[[Mary herself, obviously.|QOAW1x2]]

Well. ... The outfit is really cute. You'd be super thrilled to see Amber wearing it, which you guess means it's only fair to assume she'd be super thrilled to see you wearing it. Sighing, you strip down, then eye the outfit... girl clothes can be complicated.\n\nAfter some examination of the top, you find that the collar has some little clasps in the back, so that you can open that up, pull the top on and into place, and then pull the front up and get the collar in place. You tug and twist at the top to get it in place, glancing down... the lines really do seem designed to lend your upper body a feminine look, despite your completely flat chest. You suppose next is the panties... your excitement had waned a little when you realized exactly how far Amber wanted to take this, so you're able to get into them... the front of them stretches to cup the bulge of your cock and balls, but it mostly feels like that's all they're covering... the thin straps aren't quite literally strings, but they're almost there, arcing high on your hips and down between your buttcheeks. A glance in the mirror shows that there, too, the lines of them seem to emphasize a more feminine curve, making your already pert butt look, well, girly. In a bit of a hurry to cover that up before you wind up getting turned on by your own butt, you step into the skirt and pull it up, fastening the little clasps at the waistband. There's a bit of a gap between it and the top, leaving a bit of your flat belly visible, but at least those tiny panties are covered... and yet you're very aware that all it would take is a bit of wind or you not being careful to lift the skirt and display them. Sitting down on the bed, you pull the stockings on as well, and... well, yeah, you're not exactly surprised when your slender legs now have a feminine, coltish look to them. You look at one, wiggling your toes, then sigh and stand up, calling, "Um, Amber, I'm dressed."\n\nAmber peeks back in, then beams as she sees what you're wearing, stepping in and walking over. "Ooo, good taste! You'll look so great at the party!"\n\nOh lord, you were right, they're clothes for a party. You squirm some as she looks you over, making a few slight tugs for adjustment. "Er, I dunno, Amber, I'm really not used to parties, and... and this outfit..."\n\n"Well, it's not complete, obviously I'm gonna need to do your makeup, brush your hair, paint your nails, all of that. It's fine, though, it's not until this evening," Amber replies breezily, starting to get undressed as well while you stare. \n\nAmber does do all of that... while naked, leaving you blushing and trying not to squirm as she deftly applies makeup (including a faint touch of glitter on your cheeks and a little sparkly blue star deco on your cheek below one eye), leaving you to look yourself over as she gets ready. ... Yup, you look like a girl. At least, you're fairly certain someone who had never met you as a guy would think you were a girl. You're almost too distracted by fretting over what could happen at this party to pay attention to your naked girlfriend moving around the room and gradually getting dressed, eventually stepping up to your side wearing an outfit vaguely similar to yours, except that her black dress is a one-piece with a loose skirt lower half and she's wearing white full stockings instead of striped thigh-highs. "I've got some really cute flat pumps that will top all of this off great," she coos as she strokes your bare shoulders.\n\n"Amberrrr," you can't help but whine some... and blush as you realize that came out sounding really girly too. Maybe part of it is just how completely you're normal look has disappeared into the cute flat-chested girl in front of you, but you can't help but speak in a softer, meeker voice than even your usual. "Are you sure about this? I mean... a party... what if someone sees?"\n\n"It'll be fine, it'll be fine," she coos, gently turning you and nudging you towards the door. "This party's gonna be awesome! We've got a few hours to kill so let's watch something. You were right to turn me onto anime, it actually totally has some great stuff! I found us some to watch together!"\n\nYour heart does pick up a bit at the realization you may have turned your girlfriend on to something you like. ... Of course you probably should have seen it coming that it's an anime about a cute boy having to crossdress to attend an all-girls' school. It's also a fanservice-heavy series, leaving you squirming and glancing at Amber. She certainly doesn't seem to be making any moves to pounce you yet, though she's got that look in her eyes like she wants to. Why is she holding back? Is she that serious about going to this party that she doesn't want to mess up your clothes and... uh... makeup? Well. If it's that important to her, you suppose you'd better at least try.\n\nEventually Amber orders up an Uber, and the two of you head to the entryway, where Amber helps you into the pumps... at least they are flats, though they still feel a bit weird to walk in. You get more nervous as the car pulls up, but the driver doesn't immediately blurt 'What the heck, a crossdresser?!' so you feel somewhere between a bit better and even more nervous, constantly expecting her to do so at some point during the entire ride. But instead you're dropped off in front of an inconspicuous-seeming building. Amber grins as she rests a hand on your lower back and guides you to the door, showing something on her cellphone to the man guarding the door before he opens it for you, allowing flashing lights and thumping music to spill out. The inside looks like a cross between a really large living room and a nightclub... most of it's done with firm carpeting, and there's plenty of furniture and other seating, but also a fairly open space that seems to be being used as a dance floor. There are bright flashing lights too, timed with the music, and a crowd of people milling about and chatting.\n\n"Amberrrrrr!" you almost squeak.\n\nShe just laughs, patting your back and leaning in close to speak in your ear. "Just calm down, Jamie! I promise this place is safe! Tanya's one of the people throwing this party, no one would do anything to piss her off!"\n\n... Honestly the realization that Tanya is involved, and thus probably somewhere in the building, either comforts or terrifies you and you're not sure which. Maybe both at once.\n\n"I want something to drink!" Amber continues in your ear. "Just relax and try to have fun, okay?!" she adds, before turning and making her way around the edge of a clump of people.\n\n<hr>\n[[Hurry after her!|QOGF]]\n\n[[Find somewhere quieter.|QOGF1x4]]\n\n[[Find something to do.|QOGF]]\n\n[[Find a way to relax.|QOGF]]

"Um. Mom, listen," you say, rubbing the back of your head. "I didn't tell you this because I didn't want you or dad to make a big huge deal out of it and start going on or anything, but the truth is... I have a girlfriend."\n\nShe blinks a few times at that. "... You?" Then she flushes and raises her hands. "What, no, I mean, I'm just, you never mentioned her or anything, and-"\n\nIt's actually sort of reassuring to see your mom being the one stammering and off-kilter for once. It gives you the courage to push forward and say, "And the thing is, part of my new look is just, that's what she likes, and she also said she likes long hair, so... y'know..."\n\n"I... well, I guess if that's why you're growing it out, I can't really argue with that," she says after a moment, grinning and coming over to give you a hug. "Oh honey, I'm so happy for you. What's her name? When can I meet her? Are you being safe?"\n\n"MOM!" you blurt, turning tomato red. Then a little pale as you realize no, no you have not. Still you manage to recover and say, "Her name's Amber, we haven't discussed it, and um... it's not like that?" Which is absolutely a lie because it is totally like that. But your mother seems to instantly buy that you're not having sex... which, when you think about it later, is a little insulting.\n\nThe next afternoon, Amber laughs. "I'm on pretty much the best birth control they make, and I got checked well before we hooked up and haven't been with anyone else since then. Pretty sure we're okay."\n\n"Oh." You nod in relief, slumping back a little in your chair.\n\n"So anyway, nevermind that. This weekend I want to make some fun introductions," she says, grinning broadly, her green eyes twinkling. "So plan on coming over to my place first thing Saturday, we'll get you dressed up."\n\nYou fret a little over that off and on for the coming week. Obviously Amber has plans for what she wants you to wear, and you're not too sure about how far she might go. ... On the other hand, every time she's found some new bit of girls' apparel to have you wear, it's always resulted in even better sex afterwards. Your conflicted feelings only grow more intense when, one afternoon that week, she takes you out to get your ears pierced, and then spends the next two hours at her place sucking you off and worshiping your balls.\n\nEventually Saturday rolls around, and you head over to her place. Amber lets you in, wearing a very tight white shirt that shows she's not wearing a bra, and a very short pleated blue skirt with black stockings. She leads you upstairs to her room, and you flush at the sight of her bare ass and pussy flashing at you with the little flips of her skirt at her steps. She stops at the doorway to her room. "Alright, I picked out a couple of outfits for you. Pick one out and get dressed, then come on back out and I'll finish you up."\n\nFinish you up? You blink at her, then just nod and head into her room, already half-hard just at the memory of what you did with her the last time the two of you were in here. She closes the door after you, and you glance at it before looking at the bed. She's set out four sets of clothes. The first is a fairly standard set of clothes for you by now... snug jeans, thin long-sleeve shirt that will fit a bit loosely. But she's gotten another set of particularly girly lingerie to go with it... this time in a bright, almost iridescent purple, net stockings, matching net gloves, garter belt, panties with a translucent netting back, bra. The thing is that the jeans have rips in them, meaning the stockings will probably be visible... and the shirt looks like it might hang off your shoulder some, likely to show the bra strap. The shirt is done in colors of pink, too... it will be obvious to anyone that sees you that you're not just dressing in feminine colors, you're almost certainly wearing girl's underwear.\n\nOf course, the second is even more blatant than that, considering that it's what looks like a schoolgirl uniform. Plain white cotton bra and panties, white blouse and tie, red plaid skirt, white thigh-high stockings, even black saddle shoes. That's just full-on Catholic schoolgirl cosplay!\n\nThe one next to it is just as obvious, though far more familiar. In fact, it's a duplicate of the outfit that Amber's wearing right now, although there's a black thong that she clearly wasn't wearing. She wanted you to be able to choose to dress like her? Well... not entirely like her, obviously, since there are panties and you obviously can't fill out the shirt like she could.\n\nThe last looks more like something that would be worn to a party or something. The black top looks like it has a high collar, but no sleeves and an open upper back, a red pleated skirt, multicolor-striped stockings, and a very tiny pair of pink panties... is that a G-string?!\n\nGeez. What to get dressed in? It's obvious that Amber is intent on making it obvious she's got you dressing like a girl. Is she really going to drag you into public wearing this?! She said it was introductions, so maybe she's just having some people over, but even then. What should you wear...?\n\n<hr>\n[[The 'normal' outfit.|QOGF]]\n\n[[The Catholic schoolgirl uniform.|QOGF]]\n\n[[The Amber clothes.|QOGF]]\n\n[[The party outfit.|QOGF1x3]]

"Alright, I promise, I'll never cut my hair. Like, unless you tell me I should, I guess," you say with a sigh, nodding and looking up at her.\n\nShe grins broadly at that, leaning forward to give you a quick kiss. "That's my sweetheart," she coos, right before leaning in for a much longer, more lingering kiss, her tongue slipping into your mouth. You mmmf, your arms slipping around her, then gasp into her mouth as she reaches down and pulls your stiff prick out of the bikini bottoms and slides herself down over it. The hot, bubbling water laps and shimmies even further as she starts riding you, your hands slipping down to squeeze her wet, perfect ass as she does.\n\nAfter a little bit longer of fooling around in the hot tub, the two of you dry off and head inside, Amber having you change into a pink garter belt, matching fishnet stockings, and a flat-cupped pink bra before she starts sucking you off. You moan and gasp softly as you watch her work, her head bobbing intently above your crotch as her lips slide up and down your length, green eyes turned up to focus on you, her luscious naked body sprawled out on her bed. She dips her head down every so often to lick and suck at your balls, stroking your spit-slick shaft with one hand while her other runs up and down one of your stocking-sheathed legs. Even when she's gotten you off, making you spill a load into her mouth and gulping it down, she doesn't back off, just slowing her licking and sucking, backing off enough to let you go just a little limp before she starts working her tongue harder, urging you back to full stiffness to deepthroat you again and get you off a second time.\n\nIt's late in the afternoon when you set off, your latest new subtly feminine and mildly punk clothes worn over the pink lingerie Amber dressed you in earlier, save with the addition of a rather frilly pair of pink panties. Your face is a bit red as you walk along, feeling like everyone that passes you, be it on foot or in a car, somehow knows you're wearing girly pink lingerie beneath your jeans, shirt, and boots.\n\nWhen you get in, your mother is already waiting for you, hands on her hips and looking mildly annoyed. "<i>More</i> new clothes?"\n\n"Kevin and I went shopping, yeah," you murmur a little defensively, ducking her head.\n\n"Alright Jamie, I'm not going to tell you that you can't dress how you want, but as long as you live in this house I can still make rulings on your hair. There's still time to get to MegaCuts before they stop taking customers, so drop that stuff in your room and let's go."\n\nShe's using the Don't Argue With Your Mother tone. The bane of your somewhat soft spine! What do you do?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Capitulate.|QOGF]]\n\n[[Get mad.|QOGF]]\n\n[[Explain you have a girlfriend.|QOGF1x2]]

As much as the lure of the gacha calls to you, you want to be serious about your Demon Kingness, so you shake off the desire. "Let's go ahead and summon some specific monsters."\n\n"Aw, well, that makes sense, Master. We still get a surprise in what's summoned specifically, after all! Hm... we should probably fix up the throne room first, don't you think?"\n\nAfter some consideration, you agree. Let's see... some fancy backing for the throne, basically big fake windows with elaborate settings, lots of melty candles for mood lighting, some prettyboy demon statues, weird latin-y banners strung across the archways, something also vaguely monster-ish enfolding the throne, aaaaand done!\n\n<img src="images/jdkthroneroom.jpg">\n\nOne gothic throne room, awesome and waiting! It took you about a day, but thanks to your super stats, even with using a bunch of stoneshaping and item creation magic you didn't get tired. You look over at where Mary is finishing with an elaborate circular design on the floor. "There," she declares. "This summoning circle will lower the mana expenditure a bit. You can summon them anywhere, of course, but if you use this it'll cost you a bit less."\n\nYou nod thoughtfully. Hm, should you go ahead and craft your new look? ... Ah, maybe better to wait until you've decided what kind of monster you're going to summon, so you can fit in a bit better with it. \n\n"So what are you going to summon first, Master?"\n\n<hr>\n[[A dragon.|QODK]]\n\n[[An orc.|QODK]]\n\n[[A Drow.|QODK]]\n\n[[A vampire.|QODK]]\n\n[[A human.|QODK4x1]]\n\n[[A succubus.|QODK3x2]]

Without a word, you strip off your clothes, dropping them to the ground and then sinking down to your knees between Maya's spread legs. You lean forward, your cock jutting down between your thighs and your ass lifted shamelessly in the air as you put your mouth to her well-fucked, cum-smeared pussy and go to work, starting to lap and suckle without reservation. Maya moans loudly, hips twitching and occasionally bucking as your tongue drags along her pussylips and up along her crotch, before diving down to swirl over her pucker, collecting all the werewolf cum that's dribbled down over it.\n\nIt feels like your cock's getting even harder as you clean Maya's pussy of the other male's jizz, even though you were already as hard and throbbing as you'd ever been in your life... it really feels like you're getting bigger and longer and thicker, even as your throat works with gulping down the monster cum you're sucking out of Maya's pussy. Her hands stroke over your head and tangle in your hair just as they did the werewolf's fur, her moans soon growing loud and eager and slutty again as you eat her out and clean her up. \n\nOnce you've licked up and gulped down every bit of the beast's seed that you can find or suckle out of her, you make your way upwards, kissing along Maya's once more flat belly, nuzzling at her breasts and briefly sucking one of her nipples. Then you claim her mouth, plunging your tongue into it and using it with just as much enthusiasm as you used below, while driving your cock into her pussy.\n\nShe feels slick and hot and sticky and a bit loose around you, and you love every moment of it as you fuck her good and hard, venting all the desire that had been built up watching her get raped. Maya eagerly wraps her arms and legs around you, her nails dragging down your back in desire as she urges you on in taking her without asking, her hips bucking up to meet yours.\n\nYou're actually surprised how long you last, considering how worked up you were. It feels like Maya's actually getting tighter around you as you fuck her, squeezing and fluttering all around your length, the reactions of her pussy growing stronger as you fuck her harder, your balls slapping against her ass. When you cum, you throw back your head and give your own near-howl of release, Maya's joining it as her nails draw long scratches down almost the full length of your back.\n\nAfter the two of you have caught your breath, you separate... only long enough for Maya to turn around and rise onto all fours, wordlessly presenting herself to you. Just as wordlessly you accept the invitation, sliding your still hard prick back into her pussy and then leaning over her from behind. You let your hands rest over hers, fingers almost entwining as you start to thrust, your head resting beside hers as you fuck. The two of you's panting and groaning quickly turns positively animalistic as you fuck like mindless beasts, your hips slapping against her ass and making her tits sway underneath her. Your wordless noises of arousal and passion fill the clearing, sounding like nothing so much as a bitch in heat and a stud in rut as you take her even more bestially than the werewolf did.\n\nAlmost the next thing you know it's morning, and you find yourself in the tent, on the pulled-together sleeping bags and entwined with Maya, the two of you cuddled up together in a mess of limbs. Maya squirms a little as you awaken, her own eyes opening. The first thing she does is kiss you, squirming her body even closer to yours, bare breasts pillowing against your chest. The second thing she does is reach down and give your stiff prick the faintest nudge it needs to align with her pussy and slide inside her again, the two of you writhing and grinding together as you both start moving your hips, fucking first thing in the morning as naturally as breathing.\n\nOnce you've cum inside her and the two of you have lain there snuggling and nuzzling each other for long moments, you eventually separate again. The two of you make your way out of the tent, the fire long since burned down to ash, without so much as an ember. Maya, apparently still feeling thoroughly uninhibited, steps over to the side and squats down to pee. You similarly somehow feel no shyness about walking right up beside her and taking your morning piss as well, the stream arcing out just past her knee to splash on the ground.\n\nAs the two of you finish, Maya straightens up and stretches, bare breasts lifting in the early morning light. You do a bit of stretching your own, feeling your muscles flex and move much more powerfully and noticeably than they ever have before.\n\n<hr>\n[[Say something.|QOBook34x1]]\n\n[[Why ruin the quiet?|QOBook]]

You usually find yourself getting caught up in crazy stuff when you hang out with Kevin or Maya. Well, crazy by your definition anyway. Maybe it would be better to find some temporary employment. Preferably something quiet where you wouldn't have to deal with a lot of people and might even have time to read.\n\nYou hit the computer and pull up the job hunt section of Devilist, the local version of Craigslist, and spend awhile eliminating stuff like shopfront retail work, door to door sales, and obvious kook or troll ads. Eventually you narrow it down to a short list of things that would suit your abilities (and sensibilities), and that hopefully your parents wouldn't protest too much.\n\n[[Dogsitting|QODSStart]] - A guy named Jack is apparently going out of town for a few weeks and needs someone to watch over his dog, Shep. You'd be expected to stay at his house to feed Shep, keep him company, and play with him. You don't have your own dog but you've spent enough time around Kevin's two that you're pretty sure you could handle that.\n\n[[Housesitting|QOHSStart]] - "Mr. Aubergine" similarly is going out of town and wants someone to watch his home while he's gone, presumably to make sure disaster doesn't strike but if it does there's at least someone there to call the proper authorities. Again you'd be staying over for awhile, so it's basically like the dogsitting job... just without the dog.\n\n[[Network Monitor|QONMStart]] - A local tech company called Monofilament wants someone to monitor their network usage at night to "help increase security reaction". From reading it sounds like it involves staring at a monitor all night and making sure no one's trying to hack in or none of the employees are using the company network to download every pop song from the nineties, and calling an actual security person if something like that happens.\n\n[[Home Product Tester|QOHPTStart]] - A non-local company is looking for people to test out a variety of products. The best part of this one is that they send the stuff straight to your door and you just have to fill out an online form about how you enjoyed using it. It doesn't pay a whole lot, looks like, but hey, free stuff and the privacy of your own home.\n\n[[Cultural Representative|QOExchange]] - Huh, it's phrased like a job opening but it actually sounds more like an exchange student program? Apparently you go to another country for a while, and just, well, live there, and then when you come back you apparently write about your experiences or something? But it sounds like you get a pretty decent allowance while you're there, and then when you get back you get a bonus if the stuff you write is popular? Not that your parents would ever allow it, but... it does sound kinda neat, if a tad on the adventurous side for you...

... Oh. Oh right. The incident that set off this whole... chain of events. Which, on the one hand, girlfriend and you feel like you've actually gotten pretty close to Amber, so yay, but on the other hand here you are at a weird party wearing a skirt and a G-string. Shaking your head, you move on past the door and down the hall. At least you've now got a pretty solid idea what these rooms are for... wow, Amber brought you to quite the party place, didn't she?\n\nYou don't find any places to sit, so eventually you give up and step into one of the unoccupied rooms, letting the door close behind you. The inside really is a lot like a hotel room, albeit lacking most of the attempts those make at being 'homey'... no art on the walls, no vases, just a bed, nightstand, and two chairs. There's not a lightswitch, but instead a dimmer slider, currently set that there's enough light to see fairly clearly but leave everything low-lit. You consider upping it, but then decide not to... it looks mostly clean this way, for your own peace of mind it's probably best not to risk shattering that illusion. You've already had a long day and then added the sudden strain of the brief exposure to the party, along with all the worrying that someone would somehow identify you as a crossdresser and, like, do that pointing and siren noise thing with their mouth from the meme. ... Actually that would be from some movie wouldn't it? Eh, whatever. Either way you kind of want a nap more than anything.\n\n<hr>\n[[I sleep.|QOGF]]\n\n[[Wait, aren't you forgetting something?|QOGF]]

Between the music, lights, and the sheer number of people, you're quickly starting to feel a bit overloaded. Desperate for at least a temporary respite, you look around for anywhere that seems like it might lead to somewhere more calm, and quickly spot a set of stairs leading up. Mentally apologizing to Amber and hoping she can still find you, you turn and hurry up the steps, the music and flashing lights being dulled some as you round a corner and head further up, almost immediately providing some relief, the sound still there but a bit more distant.\n\nAt the top of the stairs is a long passage a bit like a hotel hallway, albeit the rooms aren't numbered, instead having small 'Occupied' lights above the door handles. 'I wonder what this place is?' you think in an example of astounding naivete even for you, looking at the doors as you walk along, hoping that like a hotel hallway maybe there's a bench or a chair somewhere you can sit down and rest in. \n\nAs you pass by a door, you notice that it's been left open, and hear some faint wet noises from inside. '... Huh, deja vu,' you think a little distantly, looking at the door. What does this remind you of...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go look.|QOGF2x1]]\n\n[[Keep moving.|QOGF1x5]]

You nibble your own lower lip for a moment before nodding meekly. When Maya just continues to look at you with that steady, lustful gaze, you give your other hand a tug and fully open the towel, baring your naked body to her before stepping into the panties and pulling them up. Though the waistband settles snugly enough still, riding high on your hips and the back tucking between your asscheeks, the front of them is a bit loose, the cloth draping a little. A reminder that Maya's big, hard prick stretched them out while your little limp one doesn't even come close. That thought thoroughly lodged in your head as you dress under her hungry eyes, you squirm a little as she steps over to you and reaches around to squeeze your ass, emphasizing the feel of the denim on your bare cheek and the way it makes the back of the thong rub between them.\n\n"I'll text you tonight, okay?" Maya whispers in your ear, before giving you a tender little peck on the cheek, which somehow makes you blush just as much as all the lewd things she's done to you so far.\n\nYou walk home in a daze, constantly aware due to the fit of them of the panties you've got on under your normal jeans. Luckily you manage to give a normal-sounding "Hey" to your mother's call welcoming you home as you arrive, hurrying upstairs and doing your best to calm yourself in the solitude and familiarity of your room. 'This is nuts,' you think, even as you flush at the memory of everything that happened today. 'That magic book is real, and the potion we made worked, and Maya... grew a dick. ... And fucked me. ... And I really wanted her to,' you think, squirming even more. It all seems like it could be some particularly perverted dream, except of course you can feel the thong as you sit down in front of your computer.\n\nMaya definitely seems to have decided that... well, you're pretty sure it's well-established at this point that you're her bitch. You're not sure exactly what else is going on between the two of you now, but for sure you've been made her bitch, you can't even argue with that inside your head as you think it. Still, you do your best to do some 'testing' and see just how thoroughly you've been affected. Opening up your secret fap fodder folder (not that you have a huge one, being constantly nervous about it being found), you start going through it, gradually working up to all the stuff that's always been guaranteed to cause an insta-boner before. Though you find the girls just as attractive as you used to, your cock does nothing in response. Nervously checking the door, you even unzip your jeans and slide a hand down the front of your... Maya's?... ... the front of the panties to rub and stroke, tugging at the limp shaft. Though it feels good and you shiver with the pleasure of it, your cock still thoroughly sensitive, it doesn't harden in the slightest even at the lewdest, most reliable short video you have.\n\nAfter some waffling, you decide to do further testing with some covert internet searches. Looking at guys, you find you're not really attracted to them, though your eyes do lock onto their cocks with a strange mingling of feelings that you can't really sort out. Looking for... well... the "mingled option" as it were definitely turns you on, as much or maybe even more than looking at girls. There's still no response from your cock, but you feel the urge to get filled, find yourself imagining girls with big cocks bending you over and pounding your ass while telling you what a breedable little-\n\n"Jamie! Dinner!"\n\nAck. Talk about a bucket of cold water.\n\nAfter dinner you decide to give up on your "research" and just flop in bed, laying there letting all your thoughts tumble around in your head. Eventually you hear your phone's text tone beep, and you snag it to see that it is, as expected, a text from Maya.\n\n'Hey, how are you?'\n\n'Okay, I guess,' you text back.\n\n'You sure?'\n\n'Yeah just uh there have been some changes I guess since what happened happened,' you admit.\n\n'I mean there have been some changes on my end too,' Maya texts back, and the wry tone comes across even without her voice. There's a pause, and eventually she sends, 'I started to look for an antidote or whatever but gave up when I admitted I don't want one because I like having it.'\n\nThat makes you swallow hard, a feeling of... both trepidation and desire running through you. You turn your response over in your head for awhile, since something she said earlier kind of stuck in your head, before texting, 'Have you really wanted to' 'uh' 'make me your bitch' 'for years?'\n\nProbably as to be expected, there's a fairly long wait for a reply. But eventually Maya sends back, 'Yeah. I've really liked you for a long time Jamie and wanted us to get together pretty much since we were little. But obviously at some point I realized you were pretty well submissive. And I maybe kind of got into that and thought about domming you in various ways. Including using a strapon to do what I did today now that I don't need a strapon anymore. So yeah I really liked it and I really love you and I want to keep going. Like we did today. If you want it too.'\n\nThat's... well, that's a lot to take in. Maya <i>likes</i> you?! Has for <i>a while</i>?! Who could have possibly ever even considered that?! But also she wants to have a relationship with you. One where she's dominant and... well... where she does the fucking. Part of you urges you to turn her down, or at least try to slow things down a bit, in the hopes that what's going on with you will pass after a day or two of, y'know, not being dommed into a puddle by a hot girl with a very nice cock.\n\n... On the other hand, you can't deny you really enjoyed everything that happened today. And let's face it Maya's not exactly wrong, you kind of are an "M" as some choose to phrase it, having someone else be in charge and decide everything is pretty appealing. Not only the physical pleasure was good, but that warm feeling of Maya having you in her power, taking you, making you hers... that was really nice.\n\nSo what do you say to her wanting to continue?\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOMS1x2]]\n\n[[Not sure.|QOMS]]\n\n[[No.|QOMS]]

Oh, looks like it came with some games and stuff already installed, that's nice. And just from the names it looks like the really high-end versions of them too, which you guess is to be expected from ordering this thing from a store for the ultra-super-mega-rich. Wouldn't want little Norton Winston Calvin Judas Thurston Metapopalis the XXIst to have to wait to get started playing the very best stuff available, huh?\n\n[["Rantoso Online: Ultimate Premier Edition"|QOROStart]]\n\n[["Ninja AssAssSin: Power of Shadows Edition"|QONAStart]]

You usually find yourself getting caught up in crazy stuff when you hang out with Kevin or Maya. Well, crazy by your definition anyway. Maybe it would be better to find some temporary employment. Preferably something quiet where you wouldn't have to deal with a lot of people and might even have time to read.\n\nYou hit the computer and pull up the job hunt section of Devilist, the local version of Craigslist, and spend awhile eliminating stuff like shopfront retail work, door to door sales, and obvious kook or troll ads. Eventually you narrow it down to a short list of things that would suit your abilities (and sensibilities), and that hopefully your parents wouldn't protest too much.\n\n[[Dogsitting|QGDSStart]] - A guy named Jack is apparently going out of town for a few weeks and needs someone to watch over his dog, Shep. You'd be expected to stay at his house to feed Shep, keep him company, and play with him. You don't have your own dog but you've spent enough time around Kevin's two that you're pretty sure you could handle that.\n\n[[Housesitting|QGHSStart]] - "Mr. Aubergine" similarly is going out of town and wants someone to watch his home while he's gone, presumably to make sure disaster doesn't strike but if it does there's at least someone there to call the proper authorities. Again you'd be staying over for awhile, so it's basically like the dogsitting job... just without the dog.\n\n[[Home Product Tester|QGHPTStart]] - A non-local company is looking for people to test out a variety of products. The best part of this one is that they send the stuff straight to your door and you just have to fill out an online form about how you enjoyed using it. It doesn't pay a whole lot, looks like, but hey, free stuff and the privacy of your own home.\n\n[[AmerIdol|QGIdolStart]] - Huh, that's... interesting. Apparently a company seeking American girls to be something like the equivalent of Japanese "idol stars" has opened up a new branch in Deviville and is holding open auditions. Normally you'd never dream of trying something like that for a variety of reasons... among them the sheer unlikelihood that you'd ever be selected... but there are two things that sort of tantalize you about it. One is that it very specifically says they're looking for all sorts of girls to apply, and are seeking a wide variety of appearances and styles, but even more than that, it says they have a streamer and vtuber division. Like absolutely everyone under the age of 45 with internet access, you've considered becoming a vtuber yourself, but like most of those people you don't have anything close to the funds and connections to get a good model. (And you have more self-respect than to turn into a "pre-debut vtweeter".) But if the agency footed the bill...\n\n[[Employment Agency|QGEAStart]] - It's got some sort of incredibly bland name, and is apparently a sort of 'workaday' agency where employers call up saying they need temporary help for some basic task, and you work there until they don't need you anymore and then move on. Huh... is this how you gain the elusive X years of experience for entry level jobs that every entry level job wants?

"I want to pleasure cocks," you say in a rush of breath, shivering as you let out that desire that had been kept so deep that even you didn't know it was there. "I want to be a slutty, cocksucking, pleasure toy... I want men to look at me and know I exist only for my body and holes to be used..."\n\n"Mmm, sounds like you'd make a lovely succubus, pet," Tyrian says as he stands up again, grinning down at you. "Why don't you get on your knees and show me?"\n\nNow that he says it, now that you're given permission, now that he's ordering you to do it, it seems like the simplest, easiest thing in the world to do. You wobble to your own feet, barely even comprehending it as you shed your own clothes and kneel equally naked in front of him, letting your hands stroke reverently over his thighs as you start kissing all over his glorious prick. 'I want to service him,' you think dreamily, leaning in to nuzzle at his balls, giving them a long lick before dragging your tongue back up his length. 'I want to service <i>every</i> cock.'\n\nYou slide your mouth over the head, looking up at him worshipfully as you start to suckle, immediately rewarded by a gentle flow of pre that washes all over your tongue, making it tingle, feeling more sensitive, even more agile as you work it around. You start bobbing your head, feeling that constant trickle of pre coat your entire mouth as you work and suck and worship him with your mouth, your motions becoming steadily more confident and more skilled. You're not sure if the ability to suck cock is flowing into you or welling up inside you, all you know is you love it, you need to do it, it's one of the only reasons you exist.\n\nYou can feel your body beginning to change already, molding itself into something more suitable as a plaything for men (and women who like playing with women). Your hair is already beginning to grow out, growing darker and more lustrous as it does, becoming a rich deep black as it straightens fully and spills down your back. Your shoulders take on a more gentle slope even as your back lengthens, your waist growing more slender. Your belly flattens and smooths even as above it your chest starts to swell, rounding and filling out. Your grows rounder and fuller as well, turning perky and inviting as your hips take on a grippable curve, your legs growing sleeker and longer, incidentally raising you up into an even more perfect cocksucking height.\n\nYour moans and coos of desire have already taken on a sweet, feminine tone around Tyrian's cock as you slide it down your throat. It's not just that sucking cock feels good mentally anymore, either, you can feel your mouth, your tongue, your throat growing more sensitive with that coating of his pre, turning into as much of a pleasure hole as your twitching, eager asshole. His cock in your mouth feels just as good as it would in the pussy you know you'll soon have, the thought sending a delighted shudder through your newly and thoroughly feminine body.\n\nEventually Tyrian urges you back off his cock, and you relinquish it reluctantly to allow him to draw you to your feet. You moan and writhe delicately and eagerly as he runs his hands down your sides, along the slim curve of your waist and out along your hips, then back up to cup your full breasts. Large, but not huge... just as your hips and ass are, all of it beautiful and sexual but still easily within the range of human. The perfect 'hot teenager' body, designed to inspire as much guilt as lust, you think as you press up against your master, then gasp loudly as he wraps a hand around your stiff cock, giving it a few strokes.\n\n"I don't think you'll be needing this, pet," he purrs in your ear. "At least, not by default."\n\nMoaning eagerly in agreement, you sink down again, kissing along his chest and stomach and once more bobbing your head over his cock a few times as you go down. But then you settle onto your hands and knees on the floor, lifting your ass and presenting it shamelessly to him, trembling in eagerness and pleasure as he takes a firm grip on your newly long and luxurious hair and gives it a firm yank just as a warmup.\n\nYou cum the instant he pushes his cock into your ass, crying out in wanton delight as your cock twitches and spurts beneath you, firing long ropes of white all over the floor, a few streamers of it even hitting the undersides of your breasts and spattering over them. Your eyes roll up in your head and your tongue lolls out, an a brainless smile on your lips as the pleasure only increases the deeper he sinks in, your cock continuing to shudder and continuing to shoot cum long after your balls should have emptied. In fact it continues to do so even as Tyrian begins to thrust and your cock goes completely limp, swaying and wobbling between your newly girlish thighs and painting a rather lewd design on the carpet. In fact it even continues to do so as it shrinks, growing smaller and smaller, every stroke of your beloved master's big, thick prick into your ass making your own shrink away until it disappears completely. The moment it does, your new pussy begins to blossom forth, his balls slapping against it as it grows plump and full and pink, already dripping and spattering him with wetness practically the moment it appears.\n\nTyrian finally lets out a long, satisfied groan and thrusts deep into your ass, those wonderful, godlike balls lifting slightly against your pussy as they empty into you. You can feel his cum not just flowing into your ass but soaking all through you, filling in the spaces of the soul you came out and spattered all over the floor with no more care than a dropped soda. You give a long, ecstatic cry as the red and black wings spring forth from between your shoulders and your new tail sprouts from the base of your spine, your newly infernal body giving an instinctively perfect writhe to grind your ass against him and maximize his pleasure.\n\nSoon your master withdraws from your ass, and you turn to suck his cock for a few moments in gratitude, looking up at him as you service him with your mouth-pussy, tongue stretching until it almost coils around his girth. Then you draw away and lay back, spreading your legs shamelessly and inviting him to masturbate with your new cunt, eagerly wrapping your arms and legs around him as he slides on top of you, moaning eagerly as he takes the virginity of the hole he just made.\n\n"I love you, Daddy," you moan more sincerely than anything else you've ever said as you clutch close to him, arching your back to press your tits against his bare chest as he uses you.\n\n"I know you do, you worthless cumdump," he purrs back affectionately as he nips at your ear, making you cum around him again, your pussy practically gushing with every thrust and completely soaking his already damp balls. "Stupid piece of fuckmeat, useless cockholster, jizz toilet," he continues to coo adoringly in your ear, making you cum every time, your legs squeezing around him tighter and your nails raking down his back, your tail twining with his and forming a little heart.\n\nOnce your new father-owner-lover has finished using your pussy to his satisfaction, dumping several more loads into you to satisfy his current urges, he stands up and stretches luxuriously, not even bothering to look at you for the moment as you lay sprawled contentedly, your new pussy gaping open slightly and dribbling thick infernal cum down your taint and onto the floor. He settles into place at his computer again as if he were just going to forget about you, obviously already having dismissed you, before he gives an 'ah'. "I suppose I should bother to give you some minor guidance, pet."\n\n"You don't have to, Daddy," you purr, rolling onto your hands and knees and prowling over to him in practically feline fashion, sliding your mouth back over his limp cock and starting to suck it again, undeterred as he doesn't bother to get hard for you or look at you.\n\n"Mm? Oh, it's fine," he says absently, the majority of his attention on the laptop again as he pets your head as distractedly as if you were in fact a cat randomly brushing against his leg. "Since I'm in a generous mood I'll even add my contact to your phone. Make sure you send me plenty of sexy pictures and videos, especially if you're going to bother me with any questions. In any event, your new succubus aura should alter the memories of those you meet so that they recall you as always having been a girl, though I don't doubt they'll notice when you start acting and dressing differently. I'll transfer some money to you through a share app so you can buy hole things. Try not to rock the boat too much, pet," he adds, giving you a light slap on the cheek to indicate he really is done with you for the moment.\n\nPopping his limp cock back out of your mouth, you coo, "Yes Daddy," and pull your wings and tail back in before getting dressed. You don't bother with your old underwear, leaving it on the floor and instead pulling on the scout uniform again. Almost without thinking you alter it to fit your new body and to be more sexual while you're at it, the shorts growing much shorter and tighter, the top hugging up against your breasts and sliding up to bare a bit of your bellybutton. Blowing one last kiss to Tyrian and feeling a delighted thrill as he completely ignores you, you snag your bag as well and turn to trot out the door.\n\nThe two of you were fucking for quite a while, it seems, as it's late afternoon. You practically skip your way over towards where you're going to meet up with Kevin. You'd never doubt your Daddy, so you're not surprised at all when he doesn't really blink at your new appearance and instead just glowers at you. "Dude, where have you been?! I was done over an hour ago!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Sorry~!"|QOMaster]]\n\n[["Sorry~! Let me make it up to you..."|QOMaster]]

"I'll just kind of feel it as I go," you decide, raising your hands. "Whatever amount of energy feels proper is what I'll put into it."\n\n"Hmmm, that should get a pretty good result, Master, very intuitive. Okay, go ahead!"\n\nNodding, you turn your hands towards the circle, focusing on it as you murmur, "Summon Being." You can feel magical energy start to flow out of you and into it, the circle starting to glow. You do your best to just intuitively use the right amount, but... it's strange, it's like the longer it goes on, the less like your energy is actually coming out of you completely and more like it's stretching, wrapping around something it's drawn to, and-\n\nThere's a golden flash from the summoning circle bright enough to make you reflexively fling an arm in front of your eyes, and even then you still see spots despite all your various resistances. You can hear someone spluttering and coughing, and gradually lower your arm... then feel your shoulders go slack and your jaw drop at the sight of what's in the center of the circle.\n\n"W-what the hell? What just happened?! I was in school, then I was... <i>nowhere</i>, now I'm in... a really cool throne room?"\n\n"Mayaaaaaaaaaa!" Mary squeals happily, leaping forward and flinging her arms around the results of your gacha summon, tail fwipping about happily. "Master! Look! It's Maya, Master! Master, it's Maya!"\n\n"Wha? Mary?" What does indeed seem to be your friend Maya puts her arms around the succubus a little numbly. It certainly looks like her and sounds like her... ... actually you think her boobs might be bigger, and her jeans definitely seem tighter around her hips and rear, and her belly's showing so maybe she's taller. Her hair also seems like it might be longer... aaaaaand you're pretty sure her eyes are glowing. But otherwise, yup, looks like Maya. "You're here? ... Wait, if you're calling that guy Master, does that mean... Jamie?!" she splutters, drawing back and pointing at you.\n\n"Uh... yeah, hi, Maya," you murmur, raising a gloved hand to waggle it a little, the other rubbing the back of your head.\n\n"Jamie what the <i>fuck</i> happened?! Why was I pulled into the Negative Zone or whatever during math?! Why are we in a castle?! Why do you look like the protag from 'An Archdemon's Dilemma'?!"\n\n"Oh! Oh! I can answer! I can answer!" Mary squeals, hopping up and down and waving a hand in the air. "Pick me pick me I know!"\n\n"So basically, unintentionally, when I snagged hold of this world and brought Master here, since we both still have at least some magical connection to you, Maya, you got dragged along at least partway," Mary explains once the three of you have moved to a smaller, more comfortable room and sat down around a table that Mary's supplied with snacks and drinks. "I mean I had no idea until now but with what you've said it makes sense. Sorryyyyy," Mary murmurs, poking out her tongue with a rueful smile, before letting her head hang. "I'm a doof."\n\n"Are you saying I could've been stuck in the void between worlds forever?" Maya asks flatly, looking over at Mary as she very pointedly bites through a small chocolate cake with lemon frosting.\n\n"Oh no no no, definitely not, eventually the 'inertia' and 'gravity' from Master and my's trip would have pulled you here fully anyway," Mary says, still looking contrite as she raises her head, hands on her knees. "In fact it's possible that it would have been like no time passed at all and you could have gotten here at the same point he did, once you had. It's just that when Master tried the gacha and 'felt out' how much energy to use, what really happened is he wound up feeling out his connection to you, and using the summon to pull you right here!"\n\n"I guess that explains it," you murmur, then blush a little as you glance aside at Maya without looking at her fully. "Um, so, does she have the same super stats and stuff that I do? And why is she, um... different right from arrival?"\n\n"It looks like she's got the same super stat setup and magic spell creation abilities, yes," Mary says, bobbing her head eagerly. "Probably because she latched on to your energy as she was summoned, and her body in this world used it as a 'template' to build on. As to the rest, well, she had to absorb energy to do that, and the energy around here is lewd, so-"\n\n"So I wind up snapping my bra and feeling like my jeans are making it hard to breathe, great," Maya mutters, holding up said snapped bra for emphasis, and incidentally making her expanded (and unbound) chest wobble a bit with the motion. "... Actually I mean I look really hot so I'm not <i>too</i> upset," she adds, dropping the bra and running her hands down her sides, while you sink lower in your seat and turn brick red. "What about the castle, though?"\n\n"Oh, Master's going to become a Demon King!" Mary chirps.\n\n"... Demon King?" Maya slowly looks over at you. "... Jamie?"\n\n"W-what, I can't?" you splutter, resisting the urge to pout at her. "I mean... isn't that one of the things a hax protagonist does in a case like this?"\n\n"It's one of the rarer bits of the genre but yeah, I guess. Just didn't figure you for it," Maya replies, tilting her head even as yours droops some from that (entirely accurate) assessment. After a second she hmms softly, then nods and stands, putting her hands on her hips. "You're right, though... with superpowers and a fantasy world around us, there's no reason not to become a Demon King! They're the really interesting ones, and it's not like they have to be blisteringly evil for evil's sake! Let's do it!"\n\n"Uh..." You blink a few times. "Let's? As in... you too?"\n\n"Yeah! You've already got a great start, and I'll help! You can be Demon King Jamie, and I'll... I'll be..." You could swear her own cheeks have gone pink, and are threatening to darken further, but she still sounds confident as she belts out, "Your Demon Queen!"\n\n<hr>\n[[A-alright!|QODK]]\n\n[[But... this is <i>your</i> castle...|QODK]]\n\n[[... Okay but Mary's first wife though.|QODK6x2]]

"... Wait, what?" Maya says, blinking.\n\n"Um, well... I mean, I guess it sounds like we're doing this, and you wanna do this, and that's great and all," you murmur, trying to remind yourself you're a Demon King and not the scrawny kid who stays unnoticed so no one picks on him. "I'm actually really happy with that and you can be Demon Queen and stuff, but... Mary's the one who made all this stuff possible for us, she's the one who stated her feelings first, and we've kinda already... done stuff... so it's only fair if she's, y'know... first."\n\n"Plus, y'know, part of the narrative structure," Mary pipes up, rising up from behind you and holding up a book titled 'Your Guide to Living In a Stereotypical Anime Story'. "In a harem anime, the zany magical girlfriend always has an edge in getting picked over the childhood friend. Sorry Maya."\n\n"Arrrrrrrgh, dammit, you <i>are</i> the zany magical girlfriend!" Maya howls, clutching at the sides of her head. "Curses, I played right into turning him into a harem protag! Now I'm second wife, dammiiiiiit!"\n\nYou feel like your life has gotten awfully meta ever since you agreed to isekai yourself. Still, at least this is letting you not blush and stammer yourself into oblivion. "I mean, it's not like a big deal, I'm not gonna... treat you any different, or anything, or... ... I'm still surprised you're even interested. I mean, even if I have super stats and this new pretty boy look, you still know it's... me."\n\n"... You are such a dink," Maya says with a huff, before moving over to lean down and kiss your forehead. "Yeah. I know it's you. That's why I want to be your Demon Queen. Goofass."\n\n"... Oh," you murmur quietly, eyes widening slightly.\n\n"Heheeeh, how wonderful!" Mary does a little spin in the air, fingertips to her cheeks, then 'hms'. "But hurray! Master's decided to make us his brides! I'm so happy~, even happier than if it had just been me! Especially since we can get to <i>consummating</i>!"\n\n"Oh now I like where this is going," Maya says with a smirk, straightening up and rubbing her chin. "Skip the ceremony and go right to consummating, huh?"\n\n"... Um..." Your cheeks go red. "C-consummating, huh?"\n\n"Yup! Ooo, although, we should think about what to do with the kidnapped princess first," Mary notes, suddenly derailing your tunnel-seeking train a bit.\n\n"Wait, kidnapped princess? What?"\n\n"Yes, one of the things that set Master on the path to Demon King-ery was that we found a princess who had been kidnapped and just sort of took over her kidnapping. It's a very Maou sort of thing to do, of course! Master has her in storage now, but if he's going to become a Harem Master style Demon King..."\n\n"Well <i>obviously</i> he'd need to add the princess to the harem too, yeah," Maya says agreeably, with a nod.\n\n"Uh." You blink several times. Open and close your mouth several times. Raise a finger to interject. Lower it. Finally, you just look at Maya. "You're... handling this awfully well."\n\n"Maybe I have a super adaptability stat or something too. But whatever, if this is what we're doing, it's what we're doing. But I assume what Mary means is whether we want to add the princess to the harem <i>now</i> or <i>later</i>."\n\n"Right right!" Mary chirps. "If we add her noooow, so that she can (hopefully soon) take part in the same consummation as the loving union between all of us, we can bring her into the fold and make her a proper waifu! With a little prepwork and seduction by all involved, of course." Then Mary's smile turns into a bit of a leer. "Or we add her in later..."\n\n"And she's more in the vein of a 'fuck-addicted sex pet who acts normal sometimes but is motivated totally by getting dicked down'," Maya picks up smoothly. "As y'do in some of the 'demon lord as protagonist' series."\n\n... Wow Maya's been reading some even pervier fantasy manga than you have. Still, you guess it's a legit option. Make the Princess a proper part of your love interest harem... or just turn her into a harem slave?\n\n<hr>\n[[Waifu her.|QODK]]\n\n[[Mindbreak and ahegao her.|QODK]]

Okay, you guess that's... not human but not animal? Clicking on that, it brings up a scrollable list that you quickly start going through, not wanting Maya to think you've chickened out again.\n\n[[Horseman|QODigiMayaHorseman]]

... Guess you're gonna see Maya get fucked by someone. Or something, you think as you click that option and it leads to another selection screen.\n\n[[Inanimate.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Bestial.|QODigi1x4]]\n\n[[Feral.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Human.|QODigi]]

Let's not go... entirely crazy. You click on the 'Send to testing room' button, and the setting around Maya shifts and fades into a large, open area entirely in green, though this time you can see there's actually walls.\n\n"Huh, like I'm on the set of a superhero movie. ... Naked," Maya says dryly as she looks around, then points towards you. "There's still a mirror wall, though."\n\nDeciding to see if you can see it too, you attempt to move the camera. Luckily it's pretty much exactly like 'Free camera' controls in a video game, and you easily swing around behind Maya. And yup, there is indeed a mirrored wall, reflecting the green room and Maya standing there perfectly. No sign of you or the camera though, making you feel a bit like a vampire. You spot the button to return the camera to the default position and click it, then look at the other options.\n\nThere's a 'Change environment' button, which you guess would let you put Maya somewhere. There's also a 'Spawn sexual partner' button... not exactly subtle about what that means, huh? You stare at that for a moment, noticing there's also a checkbox reading 'Spawn environment for partner', and leave that alone for the moment.\n\nApparently Maya thinks you may be hesitating (you're really just stalling) since she calls out, "C'mon, Jamie, it's not like this stuff is real! It's basically like a video game, right? Go crazy, do whatever!"\n\n"Okay, okay, I was just looking at what there is." But fine, apparently she really does want whatever, so...\n\n<hr>\n[[Environments.|QODigi2x1]]\n\n[[Partners.|QODigi1x3]]

Okay, so... ... honestly she seems really into this so you're just going to try to not worry and play around.\n\nYou decide to avoid going for the obvious thing at least right off the bat, instead spotting the slider for 'Hair length' and trying that. On the screen, Maya blinks as her hair extends, sliding down in back to the top of her currently bare ass, the parts over the front of her shoulder falling to her hips over her breasts. Right underneath it is a dropdown for 'Hairstyle', which expands outward into a lot of boxes with icons of hairstyles in them... pretty convenient, really. You select one, and watch with interest as a ribbon manifests from nothing and wraps around her hair close to the top of her neck, binding it into a ponytail, while the hair draped in front braids itself with two little tufts at the ends. Maya turns back and forth a bit, toying with one of the braids as she apparently looks in that mirror she mentioned. "This... I actually really like this, can we make sure I keep this when I leave?"\n\nPreening a bit at the fact that she liked the style you picked, you might be a bit emboldened to move on to that other thing... the 'Breast size' slider. You try bumping it up just a little at first, Maya's face turning red as her boobs smoothly expand outward into a D-cup. You continue slowly moving the slider upward, Maya's eyes widening again as her breasts just keep growing, retaining their shape but settling a bit more heavily with gravity as they get bigger and bigger. By the time they get to her waist, you haven't even maxed out the slider... and you see a few more beneath it that are apparently 'Extra breast size'. ... You're kind of tempted, but it does seem a bit much for a first go, so you move the pointer back down, settling at leaving Maya's boobs... well, about the size of her head. You're still expecting her to complain, but instead she actually reaches up and hefts them, giving them a light shake in her hands and muttering, "Nice."\n\nSquirming and trying to ignore your now incredibly stiff cock in your jeans, you scroll through the other options. You notice there's also one for 'Breast shape' but you decide to leave it alone for now. You discover the 'Skin color' palette and spend a few moments messing with it, Maya giggling in amusement as you briefly turn her blue and purple before putting her to a slightly paler shade than she was before, which again seems to please her. You also find you can zoom in close as you use the 'Eye color' screen, Maya clearly taking a few moments to realize what you're doing as you go through giving her red eyes, green eyes, catlike yellow eyes, and finally settle on giving her one blue eye and one purple eye.\n\n"Okay now you're just making me stand here trying to figure out how to explain all this if I keep it," Maya 'complains' as you zoom back out, running her hands along her sides and belly as you adjust her curves to be just a bit more, well, adult and sensual. \n\n"Eheh." As you're looking over your work, er, Maya, you glance along the bottom of the screen. There is indeed a 'Revert to save' and 'Undo' button, so you could roll things back to just changing her hair easily enough, she could probably explain that. Although you also notice... "Hey, there's a thing called 'Testing Room'," you say aloud.\n\n"Huh. Oh, I bet that's where you send someone if you wanna see how their changes perform in various situations," Maya suggests. "Send me over! And hey, Jamie, remember... just do whatever you want, okay?"\n\n"O-okay." You start to move the mouse to that option, then pause as it moves across one of the menus you hadn't noticed before... 'Genitalia'. It's currently set to 'Full female'. Uh... that means you could give Maya a...? ... some part of you suggests she'd <i>probably</i> enjoy that, especially considering how she's reacted to everything else, so is kind of tempted to do so before sending her to the testing room. The other part of you says you're not sure how you'd take that...\n\n<hr>\n[[Give Maya a dick.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Just send her to the testing room.|QODigi1x2]]

You're not sure where the word came from, but now that it's out you can't exactly take it back. Your face red, you find yourself murmuring, "I... I should be your girlfriend... your... submissive... girlfriend."\n\n"Ooo. Oo, yes, I can see that," Kalli murmurs, cupping her chin as she looks you up and down. Then she smiles, though now it looks a bit more wicked than before, though her eyes are still adoring as she steps close and cups your cheeks, rubbing her thumbs over them affectionately as you squirm. "You're going to be a good girlfriend to me, Jamie?"\n\n"... Yes," you murmur.\n\n"You're going to give up all your masculinity to me?" she chirps, tilting your head up a bit, emphasizing how she's taller than you are. \n\n"... Yes," you repeat, swallowing.\n\n"You're going to be a good, submissive girl and follow my orders, dress how I tell you, do what I tell you, and be at my beck and call all the time?"\n\nYou feel like this has spun way, way out of control faster than you could have ever imagined, and yet the "Yes" comes even easier than before, feeling like you're getting lost in her eyes.\n\n"Good. Well then right after school we're going to go shopping and buy you a whoooole new wardrobe that I'll decide on!" Kalli declares happily, leaning in to give you a soft, chaste kiss that nevertheless makes you shiver all over in excitement. "And everything else you need to constantly remind you that you're a pretty, soft girl and all mine now, then we'll go back to your room and throw away all that silly, unnecessary boy stuff, right?"\n\n"Yes, Mistress," you answer happily, blushing as she leans forward and rests her forehead against yours, her smile absolutely angelic.\n\n"Ohhhh this is going to be so wonderful, you're going to enjoy being my girlfriend soooo much!"\n\nYou pass the rest of the school day in a daze, just sort of vaguely wondering how that entire conversation happened. And yet you find you can't think of anything but pleasing Kalli... she wants to turn you from her normal, average boyfriend into her submissive, obedient girlfriend, and apparently you want that too? You can't disappoint Kalli. You promised. You're hers now.\n\nAt the end of the day you walk out to the front of the school where you somehow know she's waiting for you, already in her very expensive car. She even gets out to open the passenger door for you, making you blush, and you find yourself dipping in a somehow slightly more feminine motion as you slide inside. "S-so, um, where are we going, Mistress?" you ask as she sets off. "The mall?"\n\n"Ohhh the mall might be fine normally, but I think this calls for something special," Kalli chirps. "This is a very exclusive little place that I think you'll find will be <i>very</i> accommodating of us. I know everyone there, they'll take extra good care of you, you'll see."\n\nYou're starting to realize you just need to accept it when she says things like that, because, well, it's not like you're going to really question her. In fact you have the distinct feeling you've completely given up the <i>ability</i> to question her somewhere along the way. So you sit patiently and obediently as she heads out of town, towards an area you're pretty sure never had any sort of shops or outlets or anything any of the times you've been out that way. But sure enough, eventually she turns off and along a drive that leads to a large, literally gleaming building that looks like a really expensive department store. (In fact you've never seen an entire <i>building</i> done up in metallic rose-gold.) There are no other cars in the parking lot and Kalli parks directly in front of the doors, and you find yourself reflexively waiting in the car for her to get out and come around to open your door for you, even letting her take your hand and help you out before she leads you inside.\n\nThe inside looks... well, like every women's clothing store you've ever seen, but somehow intensified. You can see that it seems to stretch for forever, with signs declaring the departments hanging up until they're almost out of sight. (Some of them are definitely not normal, though, including things like 'Chastity Devices' and 'Full Body Prosthetic Suits'.) There are a number of women hanging about chatting with each other, most wearing what looks like some sort of skirt suit uniform, and all of them have the same general look to them that Kalli does... blonde, with vibrant, bright eyes, and absolutely gorgeous. All of them look over as Kalli claps her hands a few times.\n\n"Attention! Attention everyone!" Kalli calls. "I have wonderful news! My sweet beautiful Jamie has decided to surrender his masculinity to me and become my girlfriend!"\n\nAll the other women burst into elegant but apparently enthusiastic applause, even offering up a few cheers and calls of 'Wonderful!', 'Congratulations!', and even a 'He'll make such a pretty girl!', which has you staring around completely red in the face. Then Kalli's turning towards you with a smile, holding out her hand. "Here, let's start by you giving me your wallet, dear. You won't be handling your own finances anymore, after all."\n\n"O-... okay," you answer meekly, slipping it out of your pocket and handing it to her.\n\n"Good, good! We'll have to redo these anyway," she adds as she opens it and glances at your ID. "From now on you just let me take care of everything! Money, shopping, important decisions, thinking, I'll do all of that and you just concentrate on being a good girlfriend, okay?" she adds, looking up and giving you the brightest, most heart-melting smile you've ever seen.\n\n"Yes, Mistress," you agree with a soft, happy sigh, feeling like a great weight's somehow been lifted off of you.\n\n"Wonderful! Alright, get those clothes off then!"\n\nYou blush, but you would never dream of being a bad girlfriend and disobeying, so you quickly pull off your shirt, handing it to Kalli. Right there in the entryway of the store, with all those beautiful, intense-seeming ladies watching, you toe out of your sneakers and socks before undoing your jeans, pushing them and your underwear down and stepping out of them. You straighten up, your breath coming in hard, slightly shuddery pants as you stand there naked in the mixture of sunlight and crisp, warm white shop lights, your stiff cock jutting out ahead of you, all those pretty woman looking at you with mixtures of appreciation and envy.\n\n"There we go. Here, you can just destroy those," Kalli adds almost absentmindedly as she passes your clothes to one of the uniformed women. "No more boy clothes ever," she adds cheerfully as she takes you by the hand, leading you off to the side, apparently completely unbothered by guiding you nude past all these other people through a store. She urges you to stand in front of one of those tri-mirror setups, gently nudging your chin up with her fingertips so that you're looking directly at your own nude, aroused reflection.\n\n"Now let's seeee," Kalli murmurs, her hand running down your arms slowly, making you shiver. "Just to start with... let's make these a little nicer," she coos, giggling just a bit as she moves her hands around to stroke her fingertips gently around your nipples, making you gasp loudly. You watch, somehow unable to express your shock, or even really to <i>be</i> that shocked as at her touch your nipples turn pinker and puffier, growing more sensitive as she teases the stiffer nubs. "A liiiittle more slender here," she continues, stroking her hands down your sides, your waist actually slimming beneath her touch and your hips rounding a little more as she slips them further down. You gasp loudly again as she cups your ass. "A bit rounder and perkier here... these juuuust a bit more feminine, though they were already kind of that," Kalli adds in a lovingly teasing tone as she bends down and slips her hands along your legs, your thighs and calves getting just a bit curvier but staying slender. "Aaaand of course no hair ever again below the eyebrows," she concludes with a giggle, making a little 'all this' gesture from your toes up to your face as she rises, your whole body becoming smooth and sleek. "There! A perfect start... hmmm, now though..."\n\nShe steps forward, pressing against your back, warm and soft and smelling of some sort of flower you've never seen and yet part of you knows more intimately than any other scent in your life. You whimper softly as she reaches around and wraps a gentle, perfect hand around your stiff shaft, giving it a few light strokes. "Whaaat to do with this, hmmm?" she murmurs sensually in your ear, before giggling softly. "I mean, it's mine. I own it, don't I?"\n\n"Yes, Mistress," you breathe, leaning your head against hers and trembling lightly at her touch.\n\n"I'm just having suuuch a hard time deciding what to do with it. Should I leave it as it is, so I can control it completely? Should I make it all soft and tiny, to remind you of the masculinity you surrendered to me? Hm... or should I remove it completely and make you truly my <i>girl</i>friend? You really would look cute with some pretty breasts and a soft sweet pussy... ahhhh, it's so <i>hard</i>," she laments, apparently about her choice rather than your prick, though that definitely applies to both. She turns her own head and nips your earlobe gently, making you whimper and actually spurt out a little bit of pre from your tip. "Help me decide, darling, what should I do?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Leave it as it is."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Make it soft and tiny."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Make me a girl completely."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["... Make it your sex toy."|QOKalli1x5]]

"You... you should make it into something that will always give you the most pleasure, Mistress," you murmur. "It doesn't matter what I want."\n\n"Oh?" Kalli's eyes almost literally light up, her smile growing brighter. "You want me to make your cock into my... pleasure toy, is that it, love?"\n\n"Yes," you moan softly as she gives it a gentle squeeze that urges more dribbles of pre out of you.\n\n"You want me to make it into something that will always give me what I want at any time?" she urges further, giving it a very small, very gentle stroke.\n\n"Yes," you agree more fervently.\n\nShe turns her head, whispering in your ear, "Even if that means you could never cum with it yourself again?"\n\nYou shiver all over, then let out a near-whimper of, "Yes, Mistress."\n\n"You're just the very best girlfriend, aren't you, Jamie? The very, very best," Kalli murmurs in your ear adoringly, making you moan as she continues those slow, gentle strokes over your cock. Then she glances aside at one of the other women, saying something in some flowing, lyrical language that makes her nod and give a short answer in same before turning and walking away. Then Kalli smiles and goes back to nuzzling your ear, murmuring, "Such a good girlfriend. Just the best girlfriend. Giving up all those orgasms for me," she purrs, every word laced with deep love and possessiveness as she strokes you, near-instantly bringing you to the edge of orgasm... and then just keeping you there, her slow, soft strokes of that perfect, pretty hand holding you exactly edged.\n\nYour mind is in a fog by the time the other woman returns and holds out what looks like a gold bracelet, Kalli taking her hand off your cock to accept it. Before your sensations can diminish she slides it over your cock, slipping it over your shaft and gently nudging your balls up and through it, the gold cinching gently but firmly around the base of your member. You stare in the mirror, breathing quick and shuddery as you watch what looks like black latex seep out of the ring and slide across your balls and shaft, rapidly covering them in a thick layer of the stuff. Then, though the sensation doesn't really seem to change, it pulls back, both shapes sort of shrinking and drawing inward, until it firms up into a round bulge in front of the ring, golden light glowing on the front in an artistic depiction of a lock. The sensation of being edged is still there but... muffled, like it's always in the background now, a faint, constant reminder of how close your cock was to cumming when the ring was put on but that it now never will again.\n\n"Oh that's so gorgeous," Kalli coos, sliding her fingers across the front of the latex-like bulge, pressing them in and even squeezing a bit, making you moan at the pleasure it sends through you... pleasure that briefly enhances that feeling of being perma-edged, but doesn't push it any further. "Now I can give you a dildo in any shape I want from now on, to fit whatever my mood is. Oh thank you, darling, you're going to be such a good girlfriend!"\n\n"Anything for you, Mistress," you breathe, moaning as she gives your nullified cock bulge another gentle squeeze.\n\n"Don't worry, darling," she says as she takes you by the hand and leads you off to the side and around a corner, to where you're somehow not surprised to see a large, luxurious pink marble tub waiting, with several of the women in uniforms busily and cheerfully stripping out of them. "If you're a very obedient and dutiful girlfriend, I promise that I'll occasionally make you cum from your ass. Maybe even once a month!" she adds in a happy chirp.\n\n"Th-thank you, Mistress!"\n\nYou wind up being bathed by the nude shop ladies, all of them constantly cooing and chattering about what a pretty boy-girlfriend you are and how lovely it is that you've surrendered your masculinity and your cock for Kalli's happiness. Of course despite the fact that they're all just as gorgeous as Kalli is, and that they're absolutely shameless about washing every single bit of you, including letting their wet, soapy bodies rub up against you, full breasts sliding across your skin, it's not like you can really react. Even the pleasure from them running soft, wet, soapy clothes over your newly sensitive, girlish nipples or one of them deciding to wash your ass with her tongue, that sweet, soft pink thing swirling around your pucker, really just sends sensations to your sealed, edged prick and reminds you that you won't be cumming with it. Kalli sits nearby, watching the whole thing, seeming casually delighted at watching you be lathered with foamy soaps and shampoos and oils that smell of flowers and cherries and vanilla, until your skin is soft and warm and gleaming with feminine health.\n\nAfter you've been dried off she leads you naked by the hand through the store again, either picking things up and having you try them on, or just handing them right to one of the employees, some of whom are now in uniforms again, others not seeming to have bothered, walking along completely nude through the store as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Occasionally Kalli will hold brief snatches of conversation with them in that other language, but each time you just sort of tune out... you understand that means what she's saying isn't for you, even if it's about you. Gradually she assembles you the outfit she apparently wants you to wear out today... a lacy pink garter belt and matching stockings. For a time she fusses over whether to have you wear panties or not, but apparently finally decides on a black and pink satin thong, your nulled prick showing a slight bulge in the front of it, as well as a matching bra with flat cups, that and the emphasis of your stiff, puffy nipples providing an embarrassing but perfect illustration of your feminization while still remaining technically male. Well, you suppose. After that is a pink sleeveless top that shows your bellybutton, and a short black pleated skirt, and some black pumps with just enough of a heel to make you lift your ass and show off your legs.\n\nAfter that she has you sit down in a chair where the employees all descend upon you to do your makeup, coaching you in warm, sweet voices about how to do everything yourself from now on, which you listen attentitively to since you want to be a good girlfriend. As they brush out your hair it gets longer, and shinier, and more lustrous, until it's a gleaming wave hanging all the way down your back, one of the girls gathering the back into a long, loose ponytail while another comes out your forelocks and decorates the very ends of them with little rose gold heart barettes. Your makeup is applied to give you a subtly sexualized look, and when the mirror is held up in front of your face you see a girl that seems sweet and innocent but that could also be on her knees sucking cock in under thirty seconds. Blushing under the layer of blush, you accept Kalli's hand as she has you stand up, your girlfriend issuing a few more orders to the others in that other language before she leads you back to the entrance.\n\n"Um, are we going to go redo my room now?" you ask.\n\n"Hm? Oh, don't be silly, sweetheart, you agreed to become my sex toy, remember?" Kalli says breezily as she helps you back into the car. "A sex toy that's not ready at night whenever I want it isn't much of a sex toy. You'll be living with me from now on so that I can use you whenever I like, don't give returning home another thought."\n\n"Oh. Okay, Mistress," you answer, any further thoughts of going back to your room or seeing your parents again instantly disappearing from your head.\n\n"No, first I'm going to take you around and show you off a little, then I'm going to take you home and, of course, use my new toy," Kalli says, shooting you a brief proud and adoring look that makes you squirm happily.\n\nAnd so for the next few hours Kalli leads you around the mall and a few other typical teenager hangout spots around town, walking hand-in-hand with you, happily declaring to pretty much anyone that will stand still long enough for her to do so that you're her beautiful girlfriend Jamie. You squirm and wiggle in pleasure and embarrassment every time, and just a bit of worry and humiliation as she 'introduces' you to several people you already know, and of course she clarifies that why yes you are that Jamie but you're her girlfriend now obviously. You're not entirely sure how any of them take that, but you're mostly focused on doing your best to be polite and letting her show you off.\n\nEventually though she takes you home. At this point you're not exactly surprised that she lives in a mansion, albeit a smallish one, and that there are several maids that are similar-looking to her and absolutely gorgeous, although these three are dark-haired and all have forest-y colors of eyes: green, brown, and orange. "Jamie, these are Spring, Winter, and Fall. Well they have other names but they'd be a bit difficult for you to say, those names are fine. When you're not in school and I'm not using you, they'll be teaching you everything you need to be a good wife... cooking, cleaning, poisons, that sort of thing."\n\nEven in the haze you've been in ever since you made the pledge to Kalli you sort of feel like one of those things is not like the others, and maybe one of those things just doesn't belong, but well, what are you going to do at this point? You just nod and say, "Um, I'll be in your care?"\n\n"Of course, the Mistress's lady," all three say in unison, bowing to you. \n\n"Let's have supper, and then afterwards I think I'll take you upstairs and use you, sweetheart," Kalli coos, stroking her hands over your bare shoulders and making you shiver again. "Mm, on that note, I don't think you need your outer clothes through supper, do you?"\n\n"... No, Mistress," you murmur with a blush, starting to undress.\n\nAnd so you eat a lovely meal of risotto and a dessert of chocolate cake while wearing nothing but your lingerie, Kalli giving you light looks of love and lust the entire time, making you constantly aware of how your cock is <i>not</i> hard and throbbing but rather permanently trapped in a bulge of magical latex. But soon enough the meal is over and she snags your hand again, leading you upstairs to a bedroom fit for a queen.\n\n"Now," she coos, smoothly stripping off her own clothing. If you could, you'd orgasm just seeing your beloved naked for the first time. She's so... absolutely perfect, the most gorgeous, most lovely, most divine thing you've ever laid eyes on, and you have the privilege of seeing her naked body and being her sex toy. Large breasts swaying with the absolutely perfect amount of jiggle as she sashays over to you, she smiles and slides her hands into the waistband of your panties, pushing them downward until they drift down your stockinged legs, revealing the ring and its locked bulge of latex. Urging you to lay back on the bed, she puts a fingertip to her lip, seeming to think again.\n\n"Mmm... mmm, what form to have the toy take first," she murmurs, lowering her hand and lightly rubbing her fingertips across the surface with small <i>skwnch</i> noises, making you shiver and whimper. "Ahh. It's just so delightful, thinking of your cock permanently sealed in there, forever virgin, never ever to be wrapped in the wet heat of a soft, pleasurable hole no matter what lewd form I give it. But... it should definitely be something lewd," she says with a smirk, snapping her fingers.\n\nYou stare down your own lingerie-clad body as the image of a lock flickers and becomes that of a wolf's head, before it disappears and the latex starts to bulge outward. You watch as it takes on gradual definition of shape, becoming long and spearlike with a bulge in the middle, a pointed tip that's almost 'scooped' at the head, veins running across it and a hefty round knot at the bottom. The latex canine cock you're now sporting in place of your own is much larger than yours was, towering and bestial, and Kalli makes a pleased sound as she clambers up onto the bed as well, balancing on the balls of her feet as she aims the tip up between the lips of her perfect pussy.\n\n"Now this is... mmmm, now this is a sex toy," she moans out happily as she starts sinking down on it.\n\nYou moan loudly as her pussy gradually engulfs the dildo the ring has formed above your nulled cock. You can feel the pressure of it, feel her squeezing and pressing down on you, but in a way that assures you that your own prick is still very much pressed into the very base of it, bunched up and locked away, never to enter her no matter how much of the dildo she takes. Still, you let out a near-orgasmic moan as she takes your hands and guides them up to her breasts, urging you to gently fondle them and squeeze them as she starts bouncing herself lightly on your wolf-strapon. "Ahhhh... ah, yes, you're such a good girlfriend and such a good toy, darling," Kalli coos as she works herself on the fat latex shaft pressing down on your much smaller, thoroughly trapped one. \n\n"Does it feel good, my love?" Kalli croons as she rides the large, bestial dildo she's chosen to take pleasure from instead of your own dick, her gorgeous, absolutely devine sex swallowing up that glistening, lewd, veiny canine toy all the way to the knot again and again. "Does it feel good forsaking your pleasure for mine? Does it feel good knowing your cock will never cum but the toy I've given you in place of it is making me cum?" she continues even as she shudders, her breath hitching and body arching as she visibly has an orgasm just as she says it.\n\n"Yes, Mistress, yes, I'm so happy!" you gasp out, working your hips upward and doing your best to pleasure her breasts with your hands, devoting yourself entirely to her even as you remain permanently edged.\n\nAnd Kalli uses you like the sex toy she's kept saying you are, apparently teaching you your place, working herself on your canine strapon and making herself cum over and over until finally, with one last push, she presses herself down onto it and takes the knot, tossing her head and arching her back, screaming happily in the largest orgasm ever as you remain without one, her pussylips having engulfed the knot and resting right at the base of the toy, and in no way actually coming close to taking in your actual prick. You gently and adoringly rub her stomach and sides and hips through her orgasm, helping her enjoy every bit of it and then easing her down from it, until she catches her breath. Smiling down at you, she slowly lifts herself off the knot, popping it back out and giving you another shudder of muffled, unfulfilled stimulation as she pulls the gleaming dildo out of her, and then snaps her fingers, the bestial shape melting and collapsing back down into the smooth bulge with its lock glow.\n\n"Mmmm, I love you, my darling sex toy," Kalli coos as she settles down beside you and snuggles you close, kissing your cheek happily.\n\n"I love you too, Mistress," you murmur bashfully, blushing.\n\n<hr>\n[["Goodnight."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["... M-... may I get fucked now?"|QOKalli]]

It's not good to lie to your... well... w-whatever she is. Right? You suppose it's better to just be honest. Besides, if you said 'no', she'd just know you're lying, right? So after agonizing a bit more, you decide to send back just a simple 'yeah'.\n\nYou fret for a few minutes, your heart skittering at the next text tone... and stare at it, rereading it a few times, finding yourself almost unable to believe it says what it says.\n\n'I wanna see! 💖'\n\nWait, what? Flushing, you send back 'what do you mean?'\n\n'Make me a video? Please?' she sends, following up with 'I wanna see! ❤️❤️❤️' again, before finally adding 'That new phone case I got you has a stand on it, right? Just prop it up and make me a little video. I promise not to show anyone else.'\n\n... Seriously? You stare at the phone for long moments, then glance around your empty room, your face flushed. ... Yup this is definitely sexting. Actually this might be way more than sexting. But... she is asking and... you've already come this far... so... 'okay'\n\nYou take your pants off and get up on the bed, biting your lower lip as you get the video camera app opened and ready, getting the phone propped up in place on your bed and largely focused on your lower half. You hesitate just a bit longer, before you hit record. Shifting around a bit, trying not to knock the phone over, you slowly spread your legs, letting the camera catch your stiff prick jutting up and your balls hanging down. At least your face isn't in frame to show how flustered you look, but... man this is actually kind of intensely sexy. Nervously, you reach down to wrap a hand around your shaft, slowly stroking a few times, shivering at how much more intense it feels knowing you're recording this to be sent to a girl... at her request, no less.\n\nAfter a few strokes, you decide to go ahead and reach over, fumbling in the drawer and pulling out a bottle of oil, pouring some into your palm before starting to stroke again, your hand now gliding smoothly along the firm skin of your prick, tugging just a bit of it up over the base of your cockhead each time. Your breathing starts coming harder, hard enough you think it's probably audible on the mic. This just feels... way more overwhelming than doing it normally, your eyes fixed on the image of your own cock on your phone's screen, almost hypnotized by how it glistens in your hand, all the little movements of it. In a weird way it's almost like being so absorbed in the image makes it feel like you're giving and receiving a handjob at the same time, as much as you are jerking off.\n\nObviously it doesn't take more than a few minutes before you're letting out a long, soft moan, your cock spurting across your fingers and the sheets (embarrassingly, since you'll have to clean up). At least none quite hits the phone, though part of your brain has to admit the cumshot looks pretty impressive in the video. Flushing, you finally hit 'stop' with your clean hand, and spend a few moments cleaning yourself and your bed up. You hesitate heavily before sending it... but Kalli has sent you several more messages full of heart emojis since then, so you're pretty sure she means it and is eagerly waiting. That, as much as anything, overrides any better sense and has you attaching the file and hitting 'Send'.\n\nA bit later Kalli sends back 'Oh yes this is just what I wanted! 💕💕💕💕💕 Cant't wait to talk to you about it tomorrow ast school!'\n\nWell that's... okay you have entirely zero clue how to interpret that. So eventually you just give up and go to bed, trying not to fret.\n\nLunchtime at school rolls around the next day, and you go to meet Kalli at the two of you's usual hangout... a closed classroom that's supposed to be undergoing renovations but hasn't had any real work done on it in awhile. Not the sort of place you'd usually have the guts to go on your own, but Kalli convinced you, like she usually does. You walk in to find her already seated, sprawled back a bit and having a pre-lunch sucker as she often does, beaming at you with blue eyes sparkling. "Hey babe!"\n\n<img src="images/Kalli.jpg">\n\n"H-hi," you answer sheepishly, your face red.\n\n"Heheh, don't be embarrassed, baby," she coos, standing up and making her way over, sliding behind you and draping her arms around you. You squirm in a mixture of nervousness and delight as she leans forward, rubbing her cheek against yours. Dang she smells good. "I reeeally enjoyed that video. What's more, I love that you did it to make me happy."\n\n"Y-yeah?" You find yourself smiling brightly despite your blush and nervousness. "I mean... I do wanna be a good... um..."\n\n"It's fine, you can say 'boyfriend'. We're toootally in a relationship for sure now," she assures you, grinning as she steps around in front of you. "So don't worry, it's okay to say 'boyfriend' and 'girlfriend'."\n\n"O-okay." You nod once, feeling both overwhelmed and intensely relieved at her finally saying it outright. "I, um, I definitely want to make you happy and be a good boyfriend."\n\n"I know you do, that's why it's so great to have you as my boyfriend!" Kalli chirps, putting her hands together and tilting her head just a bit, eyes closed as she beams back at you. "Hm, but on that note," she continues, eyes opening as she peers at you curiously. "Let me ask you an important question, Jamie."\n\n"Uh, sure, of course," you answer with a blink.\n\n"What would you say," she continues, tapping a finger against the front of her chin. "Is the most important part of a good relationship?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Making your loved one happy."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Equality."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Loyalty."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Unity."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Truthfulness."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Defined roles."|QOKalli1x2]]

"Uh, well, I guess part of my parents' good relationship is that they decided on roles and stuck to them?" you say slowly. "Like, my mom decided she wanted to be a housewife and she just went full-on in on it, same with my dad in his career, and they're both happy that way."\n\n"You know what, I totally agree!" Kalli says enthusiastically, clapping her hands a bit. "Every relationship should have clearly-defined roles! And we should stick to them too! <i>Completely</i>!"\n\nSomething about the way she said 'completely' tries to throw a red flag into your brain, but even without all the sexiness of last night and the talk of being boyfriend and girlfriend today, you're pretty sure you're a lost cause on picking those up from her by now. "Yeah...?"\n\n"Of course, we should try to define what those roles actually are," Kalli continues, making a motion with her hands as if putting things efficiently into boxes. "Now, Jamie-sweetheart, what do you see your role as being? Don't be afraid at all to tell me! Remember, honesty is the best policy!"\n\nYou think there are better words for what she means, but somehow only two potentials come to mind.\n\n<hr>\n[[... Dominant.|QOKalli]]\n\n[[... Submissive.|QOKalli1x3]]

"... Yes," you admit after a moment, making a sheepish face.\n\n"You're not even Maya, you're that... Jamie, aren't you?" Baal's lips purse again... then her eyes widen in apparent alarm. "Get out, get out of her now, right now, I won't tell her, just go!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Eep! Do it!|QOBaal2x1]]\n\n[[Huh what why?|QOBaal1x2]]

"I mean downtown Deviville's not exactly a massive thing of activity anyway, but I guess we could head that way and see if we find anything?"\n\n"Yeah, that's half the point, just head that direction and see if we find anything cool," Kevin agrees.\n\nThe next day the two of you set off without any particular destination in mind, taking a bus to get in the general area of downtown Deviville. It's not a particularly big town anyway... though it can seem like it sometimes, considering just how much of it you realize you haven't seen when you walk around like this.\n\nYou and Kevin stroll along, with you feeling less nervous about the whole idea largely because he's there with you. Sort of... borrowed confidence. Or area of effect confidence? ... Something. Anyway, Kevin just seems like one of those people that nothing bad ever really happens to him, so it sort of feels like as long as you're accompanying him you get the benefits, which is why you're walking around far enough away from home that normally you'd be nervous as heck.\n\n"See anything that looks neat so far?" Kev asks after a bit, startling you into realizing that you were apparently supposed to be looking for stuff to do.\n\n"Um..." You glance around, feeling very put on the spot, like you have to spot something now now now. Let's see, uh... there's one of those sort of [[junky kitschy shops|QOKevDT1x2]] that has a lot of weird-ish stuff, some of which looks secondhand, kind of like the sort of hipster-y version of one of those places at the mall that's stuffed with wallhanger swords and overpriced anime merch. (Which tbh you kind of love.) And you spot a place that seems to be, of all things, a [[casting agency|QOKevDT]], uh, hm...

"I dunno, that store there looks kinda neat?" you suggest, pointing over to the somewhat faded sign reading 'Intellectual Property'.\n\n"Weird name. But eh, we might as well stop in for a few minutes, I guess, yeah," Kevin says with a shrug, turning and leading the way towards the door of course.\n\nAs it looked from the outside, the interior is sort of a mix of cluttered and organized... there are a number of bins where random objects have just kind of been piled together without any real attempt to sort or separate them, and others where boxes have been stocked or items have been carefully arranged by type on shelves. It's just large enough to wander around in for at least a little while without feeling too cramped, though you don't really see anyone actually working behind the counter at the moment, weirdly. You and Kevin just wander around, poking through the bins, eyeing the shelves. It's strange, you're the only two people in the store, it seems, but it sort of feels like it's crowded, and almost like you can't talk because it's noisy despite the silence.\n\nEventually the two of you wander back out and down the sidewalk, about typical of just wandering into a store to browse... before Kevin asks, "So hey, what'd you buy?"\n\n"Huh?" You blink and look down. There's... an opaque plastic bag in your hand. The sort of generic one stores buy when they don't want to spend money on doing their own branding. But since the only store you've been in was... wait, you bought something? Oh, yeah, you bought something. You... sort of remember it now? Yeah you definitely bought something. "Just something," you reply vaguely, since you weirdly can't recall exactly what you bought at the moment.\n\n"Oh," Kevin answers, and just as rapidly seems to forget about it, which is also a little odd but eh.\n\nThe two of you wander around downtown for awhile before eventually catching the bus back to a stop near his house. A movie is watched before you decide to head home... and it's not until you've walked into the bedroom that you realize you're carrying the bag again. Oh! Right, you bought something. Weird how it keeps slipping your mind. But you go ahead and set the bag down on your bed and pull out-\n\n<hr>\n[[-a plush succubus.|QOVex1x1]]\n\n[[-a jewelry box with a key in it.|QOKeys1x1]]\n\n[[-a dildo?!|QODil1x1]]

"I didn't give them permission to go around robbing banks in my town, after all," you declare confidently as you drop the bags at her feet, resting your fists on your hips. "Anyone that thinks they can get away with just doing as they like when I'm around is in for a rude awakening."\n\n"I... see." It looks like she's still struggling a little to concentrate, but you seem to have put her at least somewhat at ease with that declaration. "So you're some sort of... superhero then? I should inform you that vigilantism is..." She trails off, then clears her throat, as if not quite finding the willpower to chide you. "... Nevermind. Ah, what should I call you, though? I mean, since I'm going to have to report this to my boss."\n\n"Ohhhh... call me King, I suppose," you say breezily, as if it were of no nevermind. One of your leonine ears flicks as you turn your head. "Hm... sounds like some more trouble. Well, I'm off," you declare, not hesitating in taking a great leap right over her car and then taking off running towards the yelp of someone who seems to have just had their purse snatched.\n\nYou spend the next several hours alternately leaping and strutting around town, putting an end to anyone thinking they can prey on your prop-, er, people and take what belongs to y-, er, them. It's not particularly difficult... besides your great speed and strength, men seem to be automatically intimidated by you and rarely put up a fight, and women are instantly enchanted with you, often becoming visibly smitten even as they apparently struggle with being attracted to a massive yellow and green lionman. You don't see why it should be a struggle, you're perfect and it's only natural they're smitten with you, after all.\n\nYou return home in early evening, clambering in your window and considering how best to announce that you're now in charge around here when you can feel your body starting to relax and shrink. In a matter of moments your muscles have returned to their former, er, not-so-muscular nature, your fur and mane have withdrawn, and your shorts hit the floor due to now being way too stretched to stay up. You blink repeatedly, then stare down at yourself. '... Dick's still a bit bigger than it was,' you think faintly.\n\nYou get dressed and spend the rest of the evening in a bit of a daze. Did that... did that really happen? You sort of have the stretched-out shorts to prove it, and the internet's already starting to buzz about Deviville having its very own superhero. ... There's lots of pictures too, you weren't exactly subtle. You're torn somewhere between pride and terror... what if someone finds out?! What if someone tracks you down?! What if you get in trouble?!\n\nYou sleep restlessly that night after hiding the cooler with the remaining sodas in the back of your closet. It doesn't get much better the next day when both Kevin and Maya text you telling you to check out the local news sites, and you find that Deviville is in a stir over a whole different superhero sighting. Apparently this one's actually <i>flying around town</i> looking for something, though most of the photos are too blurry to do much more than tell that it's probably a girl. Holy crap, a legit superhero is here... and obviously looking for you! It's just way too big of a coincidence for her not to be.\n\nYou find yourself literally biting your thumbnail as you worry. What do you do? Is she here to fight you? That's what superheroes do when they first meet, right, fight each other? Or she's going to yell at you for superheroing wrong or something! You're not sure you can take this!\n\nYou do try to calm down, forcing yourself to breathe steadily. Okay... okay. The way you see it, you have two options. You can either hunker down in here and hope that nothing leads her to you... and let's face it, what would?... or...\n\n... you can drink another one of the sodas and go out to meet her instead. If you're really afraid of her finding where you live, that seems like the only option to make sure your... well, your secret identity... is safe. Making sure she doesn't have to actually search you out where you live.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay put.|QOLion]]\n\n[[Go meet her.|QOLion3x2]]

Okay, so... it was really weird basically turning into a whole different person, as well as a lion-guy, but you think you have to. Who knows if this is one of those superheroes that's actually really great at following clues and she'd turn up at your house otherwise! Your parents would flip!\n\nYou dig out a can from the cooler, eyeing it... then blushing and taking a moment to strip down before you down it. This time even as you've taken your first swallow, your body is already starting to change, muscles swelling and body growing, fur once more sprouting and covering your skin, your hair spreading out into a glorious green mane. In under a minute you're giving your large green cock a few appreciative strokes, posing and flexing in front of the mirror. Yes, you have returned to gloriousness once more!\n\nYou consider going out as you are briefly... surely it would make a good impression on this hero if they could see your <i>true</i> magnificence! ... But, tsk, you wouldn't want anyone's brains melting with sheer arousal at the sight of you, that might be problematic. Sighing dramatically, you haul on the stretched shorts from before, fitting them into place once you've calmed yourself and let your cock resheath, then once more go out the window.\n\nYou make no effort to hide yourself once you're making your way through the streets, why would you? Not only would it virtually be a crime to deprive others of your inspiring visage when they could marvel at it, but you do after all want this superhero to find you. You stop a few minor crimes before finding the a five-story building with a flat rooftop and leaping up, several times propelling yourself up the wall until you can land atop it. Resting a foot on the ledge, you set your fists on your hips, mane streaming dramatically in the wind, tail lazily flitting back and forth as you wait.\n\nIt's only a handful of minutes before there's a rushing noise, and a red and blue blur resolves into a form hovering in the air in front of you. She looks like she's probably in her early twenties, with shoulder-length brown hair and a very tight, very shiny long-sleeved one-piece for her hero outfit, the top mostly blue and white with a golden G emblem affixed to her chest, and a very skimpy red part running down the front of her crotch, leaving most of her broad hips and luscious legs bare. 'Classic' red gloves cover her hands, and a red cape capping her shoulders billows dramatically in the breeze.\n\n<img src="images/Guardienne.png">\n\n"Hey there!" she says cheerfully. "I've been looking for you! My name's Guardienne, I'm from Palladium City!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Greetings, Guardienne, I am King."|QOLion]]\n\n[["Let's continue this in private, yes?"|QOLion]]\n\n[["Shut up and get on your knees, super-slut."|QOLion]]

"You think it would be best if I knocked up Mom," you explain, interested to see that your mother blushes just a bit despite her still unfocused gaze and blank face. "Because-"\n\n<hr>\n[["-that way we'll be closer."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["-Dad's completely impotent."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["-you both just think it'd be really hot."|QOSJ]]

"You think I need a younger brother or sister," you explain. Because, well, you always kinda did want one. But also... "But besides that, you decided-"\n\n<hr>\n[["I should watch them get made."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["I should be the dad."|QOSJ11x5]]\n\n[["Me and Dad should compete for who's the father."|QOSJ]]

"I..." You trail off, then sigh. "... Alright." You can't help but whimper a little, but don't really see what else you can do, if everything she's said is true.\n\n"Well, go on then, I have some calls to make."\n\nYou slump back to Maya's room and head to her dresser, pulling out some panties (opting for one of the more modest options, considering), jeans, and a t-shirt. You then dig out one of Maya's bags and pack it full of more of the same, then grab her toiletries from her bathroom to toss in as well. You briefly consider grabbing some of her entertainment items, considering that you'll apparently be gone for months, but, well... they'd just remind you that they're Maya's. Or yours, now.\n\nYou pause in lifting the suitcase. So you're really going to... turn into Maya? Or part Maya, part you, but Baal seems to think that not much of you will stick around. ... You wonder if you'll be mad at yourself, once you're mostly Maya again? That's a little bit of an extra depressing thought, and you slump as you shoulder the bag and head downstairs.\n\n"I hope you're not intending to spend the entire time moping," Baal says dryly as you come down the stairs. "These things happen. And more often than you think. You, and everyone else, will be fine eventually. Come on now," she adds, gesturing to the door. You sigh and head out. Baal's got yet another new car, as she's had every time she's visited since moving out, and this one is shiny and sleek and black like all the others. You put your bag in the trunk then move to settle into the very comfy leather seat, Baal settling in behind the wheel. "We'll stop before leaving town for the usual road trip essentials." She pauses, then smirks a bit at you. "I suppose you might want to hold off on the giant sized soft drink though."\n\n"Huh? Why?"\n\n"You're going to have to pee as a girl eventually," she replies, snickering at the shocked look on your face as she backs the car out of the driveway. \n\nAnd, well, you do, several times over the course of the trip. What kind of weirds you out the most is how quickly you get used to it. You don't talk to Baal much, too absorbed in your own thoughts of your messed-up situation, and Baal doesn't seem inclined to chat either. You're surprised that she never seems to need to stop, driving on through the night while you sleep, but then she's basically admitted she knows magic, she probably has some sort of coffee spell or something.\n\n"Hey. Sis. Wake up."\n\nYou stir at her voice, giving a low 'mmmf' and rubbing at your face. "What is it?"\n\n"Well, first of all, it's that you responded to 'sis'," Baal replies drolly, snickering a bit again as you make a face. "Second, we're here."\n\nYou look up at a brightly-colored gate sign with an animated hick horse on it that reads 'Worldland Employee Entrance'. "We're at... Worldland?" You blink repeatedly. "You live in a theme park?"\n\n"Worldland's a little more than a theme park," she says, tone dry as she pulls through various parking lots that wind through the apparent back area of the park. "Which is why I'll tell you that you shouldn't go wandering around without me, even in the living building. You actually shouldn't even leave the apartment unless I tell you to, it can be dangerous outside of it."\n\n"... Dangerous?"\n\n"I'll probably explain, eventually," Baal adds as she pulls up to one of the buildings and gets out, popping the trunk so that you can get your bag. The two of you head inside and up some stairs, passing through a long hallway lined with doors that have either cartoon mascot faces on them or other icons... and the sounds of vigorous sex (sometimes mingling animal sounds) coming muffled through more than a few of them, leaving you blushing brightly. "Yeah, the residents are all pretty horny, and more than a few don't really understand that whole 'no' concept. Like I said, you'd need to be careful about going outside without me." She pushes open one of the doors marked with an icon, stepping out onto metal grating in a huge, dimly-lit room. You follow her through, then stare past the railing around the grating at the massive water tank stretching below.\n\n"What the heck is this? Do they have whales at this theme park?"\n\n"They might, but no that's not for whales. Like I said, I might tell you more later. For now, you don't need to worry about it, I made sure to put it extremely deeply to sleep before I left because I thought I'd be gone longer. C'mon."\n\n'It'? Still, you hurry down the metal steps after her, and past the side of the tank, finding yourself staying as far away from it as you can manage without getting too far away from Baal. Once you follow her through another door, however, you find yourself in a very normal looking apartment area. It's done in earth tones and muted brass fixtures, with comfy-looking black furniture and not a lot of overt personal touches other than a few little glass sculptures here and there. That's about typical for Baal, as much as she enjoyed the goth aesthetic for herself, she's always enjoyed simple decorating for her living spaces. You blink a little as that thought passes through your mind without having been searched for... you, that is Jamie, had never seen Baal's room, let alone knowing her preferences for decorating. ... But Maya must. \n\n"Now," Baal says as you set down your bag. "Like I said, you should probably stay here in the apartment area unless you go out with me, at least at first. No wandering into the pool area, or the halls of the dorm, or the park proper. Each has their own kinds of hazards. Aside from that, I think I'm going to make you my research assistant."\n\n"Research... assistant?" you echo back in confusion.\n\n"You've caused a lot of trouble for me, you know. Even beyond getting your spirit stuck in my sister's body and mingled with her spirit, I had to cut my visit to my family short, and now I'm going to have to spend time looking after you, which would cut into my work. It seems that the least you could do is to help me out with my research projects while you're here, <i>little sister</i>."\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOBaal1x4]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOBaal]]

Seems vaguely legally actionable, but kind of interesting if it actually worked. You guess it would definitely be a good way to get out of awkward social situations, for one thing.\n\nWell, one way to find out if it works. Though first, just to be sure, you read the help file attached to it... oh good, it assures you that there's no difficulty with periods you make someone forget overlapping or anything like that, and it further assures you that there are no problems related to someone being repeatedly Flashy Thinged. (You suppose you should be a bit more dubious, considering you're thinking of using it on your mom, but you're excited for the possibilities of this so you go ahead and take their word for it.)\n\nYou head downstairs, making a face as the smell hits you on your approach to the kitchen. Oh god, Mom's Broccoli Blast Casserole, a casserole that doesn't just <i>contain</i> broccoli but is deliberately designed to slam as much broccoli taste as possible directly into your brain. You cannot grasp the sheer evil of whoever would have even conceived of such a thing, but your mother is absolutely convinced that it is the healthiest thing in the world and is sure to make it at least once or twice a month. Feeling much less guilty about your intent to toy with her brain, you head into the kitchen, calling, "Hey, Mom?"\n\n"Yes, dear, what is it?" she asks pleasantly enough, but with a distinct undercurrent of 'You're not getting out of eating a big slab of this so don't even try' that she's developed through the years.\n\n"Hey could you take a look at this?" you say with your own tone of 'we'll see about that' as you hold up your phone.\n\nYour mother rolls her eyes a little but turns to look, whereupon you click the power button quickly three times. There's a bright flash of light and a distinctive popping noise, your mother flinching just slightly but also immediately going rather blank-eyed and slack-faced, standing there sort of frozen in place as if having had a complete brain bluescreen.\n\nHoly crap it worked. Forcing yourself not to get distracted, you decide to try out this so-called 'impressionable state' for memories. "I asked you why you keep making this casserole, and you suddenly realized you hate it too. You've decided to junk your preparations for Broccoli Blast Casserole and order pizza instead."\n\nShe gives a slow, rather sleepy nod as she continues to stare at you with that glassy, empty gaze. Then after a moment her eyes focus again and she blinks a few times, before glancing at the stove and making a disgusted face. Turning off the heat, she starts carrying one of the pans over to the sink, scraping the broccoli chunks inside into the garbage disposal. "So what do you want on your pizza, dear? The usual pepperoni?"\n\n"Uh... yeah," you answer, blinking a few times. It... really did work, all of it. Even with as simple a direction at that, it's pretty clear she filled in an entire conversation in her head. In fact you may have just defeated Broccoli Blast Casserole forever! You're kind of curious now just how far you could push it in altering her memories... or anyone else's.\n\n<hr>\n[[That's enough for now, though.|QOSJ]]\n\n[["... Hey, could you look right here, please?"|QOSJ11x2]]

You're starting to have some interesting ideas for getting them both together and giving them both a collective rewrite. In fact, the more interesting your ideas grow, the less resistance you have to the idea. This is gonna be fun!\n\nYou quickly come up with a plan. After dinner (your dad's a bit shocked to smell Broccoli Blast coming in the door but find pizza already on the table, but you notice it's a good kind of shock, no memory messing needed), you head upstairs, hoping that as usual they both stay in the living room together. Aha! Perfect, you can hear your mother playing games on her ipad and your father watching something with a lot of gunshots and screaming, as is their wont many a night, perfect! You need to give them several hours together for this to work, you're pretty sure... you're going to be editing in a pretty major concept, so you figure that if they remember having discussed it for several hours, it's more likely to take and seem natural. \n\nIn fact you wait (in great anticipation) until you can hear the TV turn off, and your parents getting up from their seats, to head downstairs. "Hey, guys? Could I talk to you about something?"\n\n"Hm? Sure, buddy, what's up?" your father asks.\n\nYou gesture them both to the couch, at which they exchange a glance (a sort of mingled condescending amusement and worry) before both going over to sit down side-by-side. "Is something wrong, dear?" your mother asks, frowning. \n\nYou wonder how her memory dealt with the taste of your cum still in her mouth when she came around before. Shaking off the thought quickly, you raise your phone. "No, but could you go ahead and look here?"\n\nBoth of them reflexively do, of course, and with a quick triple-click the flashpop goes off, leaving them both slack-faced and blank-eyed.\n\n"I didn't ask you guys to sit down, you guys called me down here. Because after I went upstairs after dinner tonight, you two had a long conversation," you explain, since you did indeed set the length of time to just after you went upstairs (you checked the clock to be sure). "The two of you came to the conclusion that-"\n\n<hr>\n[["-you want to have another kid."|QOSJ11x4]]\n\n[["-you're going to have an open marriage."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["-you're going to teach me sex education. Hands-on."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["-we're all going to fuck from now on."|QOSJ]]\n\n[["-I'm the Master of the house."|QOSJ]]

"Hmm?" your mother says, looking over as she finishes disposing of the last of the makings of the Broccoli Blast, before the flash-pop of the app hits her and she goes empty-eyed again.\n\n"You still remember having a conversation where you realize that you hate Broccoli Blast Casserole and decided to order pizza instead. Pepperoni for me. However..." You can't help but pause and flick your tongue over your lips, but push forward. "However, you also decided that the only possible way to repay me for helping you realize you hated that casserole was with a blowjob. You're gonna order the pizza, and then blow me right here in the kitchen."\n\nYour mother gives another of those slow, somnolent nods. This time though as her eyes start to come back into focus her cheeks also color, and her nipples stiffen up beneath her shirt. You'd already been starting to get hard at the thought of ordering such a taboo lewdity, but the sort of shy, and yet very heated look she gives you, gently nibbling her lower lip as she turns and walks over to the phone to pick it up and dial.\n\n"Yes, hello, I'd like to place a delivery order. Yes," she says, her voice carrying an undercurrent of nervousness and arousal that sends shivers through you... you wonder what it's doing for whoever's taking the order. "That will be one large double pepperoni pizza, and one medium hamburger and peppers pizza. Oh, and... could you make sure to give that pepperoni some extra love?" she asks with a soft giggle, eyes flicking towards you, face going a bit more red. "It's for my son and he's been... very good today."\n\nYou swallow hard as she finishes giving the order, then hangs up. Your mother turns towards you and hesitates for just a moment, before walking over and sinking to her knees in front of you, hands already going to the front of your jeans. "Now... this is a one time only thing, understand, sweetheart?" she murmurs as she undoes the button and slides the fly down. "It's just... you were <i>so good</i> for convincing me to stop making that nasty stuff that... well, I don't see any other way of properly thanking you!"\n\n"Y-yeah," you breathe, swallowing hard as she pulls down the front of your underwear, your stiff prick springing free.\n\n"Oo," your mother chirps in a little pleased noise at the sight of it. She gives you another of those shy, embarrassed looks... even as she leans forward and kisses the tip. "Now we can't take too long, dear, your father will be home soon," she murmurs before sliding her mouth over your cockhead.\n\nYou moan loudly as her tongue starts swirling around the sensitive head of your prick, gently suckling noises coming up as she spends several moments stimulating that way before starting to bob her head. It's clear she does intend to get you off quickly since your father could walk in at any moment, the thought making a thrill of both guilt and excitement race down your spine as you glance at the nearby clock to see how late it is. Your mother tugs your underwear and jeans down a bit more, enough that she can slide a hand down the front and cup your balls, fondling them gently as her other hand strokes lightly along your shaft.\n\n"Oh fuuuuck," you whimper, and then give a squeak as she moves one hand to give you a quick smack on the butt. "S-sorry!"\n\n"Mmmn," your mother says in a chiding tone, any disciplining nature of it somewhat blunted by it sending little pleasurable shivers through your prick as she does it. A moment later though she gets back to work, quickly bobbing her head along your cock, still with that faintly embarrassed but also highly aroused look on her face as she rewards you.\n\n"Mmf... mmn," you whimper, nibbling your lower lip. You're trying to hold back, but the very fact that you really could get caught at any moment, and that, well, it is your first blowjob means that it's only a few moments before you're letting out a longer, lower moan and spilling right into her mouth, shivering all over as your cock twitches between her lips and fingers.\n\nYour mother dutifully swallows every drop... either as part of your reward or simply not wanting to make a mess in the kitchen... and then draws back, giving your cock several little licks to make sure it's cleaned up. As she does, without really thinking you tap at the app screen, adjusting the Flashy Thing length to when the blowjob started, and holding it up to her while she's still in that kneeling position to zap her.\n\nStepping back, you quickly haul up and refasten your pants while saying, "There was no blowjob. We had the conversation about hating Broccoli Blast Casserole, you ordered pizza, you thanked me for the idea... uh, normally... and that was it."\n\nShe gives that slow nod that says she's absorbed the information again, then fairly quickly blinks. She glances down, seeming mildly confused about what she's doing on the floor, then shrugs and clambers to her feet, untying her apron. "Anyway, dear, I'll call you when the pizza gets here."\n\nNodding and murmuring gratitude noises, you meander back upstairs and then flop on the bed. Whew! That... was wild. And perverse. And felt <i>really</i> good. Seems like it's pretty easy to make someone remember anything you want, or forget anything... and it works on your parents.\n\nYour cock, still mostly hard, grows and throbs again in your pants at the thought of all you could do with it. You could basically rule the house, just by blanking a bit of time and then telling them what happened during that time! You're assuming that the limitation of Flashy Thing versus, say, the default is that you have to erase enough time for whatever conversation or events to have happened, though it looks like it's pretty malleable as to what it will let you do... no convincing your parents you've <i>always</i> been king of the castle unless you wanted to erase the last sixteen years. (You guess you could just switch back to regular SpinJob, but now you're taking it as almost a challenge to see what Flashy Thing will let you do.)\n\nHm... so... the next person you'd definitely want to use Flashy Thing on is...\n\n<hr>\n[[... your mom.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[... your dad.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[... both of them.|QOSJ11x3]]\n\n[[... your brother.|QOSJ]]

Nodding a bit numbly, you turn, hesitate, and when the woman moves to join you just sort of head in the general direction of the elevators. You wait again when you arrive before realizing she's expecting you to press the buttons, and do so, the two of you stepping into the empty elevator and waiting for it to wind its way upward.\n\n"First time?" she asks in an amused tone. "In general, I mean, not just with a sex worker."\n\n"Uh... y-yeah," you murmur, glancing down.\n\n"It's fine, just relax~," she coos. "My name is Shera, and I promise I'll take good care of you." The elevator door dings open, and she gives you a gentle nudge on the back to lead the way to your room. Once you've tapped your card and let the both of you in, she leans down to unzip the sides of her boots and step out of them, flashing her breasts at you, nipples just barely covered by a very small bikini-style black bra. "I have a son about your age, you know," she adds brightly.\n\n"Er, y-yeah?" you stammer, just sort of staring at her as she straightens up and proceeds to unbutton the waistband of her skirt, letting it drop... and revealing her smooth-shaven pussy to you, panties apparently not part of her working wardrobe.\n\n"Mhmmm. He's shy too, I've been considering asking a friend to, well, you know... but it's a bit awkward even for me," she admits, tapping a fingertip against her lower lip as she glances upward thoughtfully, her other hand resting on her bare hip as she stands there bottomless but still wearing her sweater. For the moment. Then she grins at you. "In any event, why don't you get undressed and sit on the edge of the bed, cutie? Just let me take care of everything."\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, um, uh, er, I, uh..."|QODad]]\n\n[["I... don't think I can do this!"|QODad]]\n\n[[... Get undressed. Duh.|QODad1x5]]

You heard the lady. You bashfully pull off your shirt and then undo your pants and shove both them and your underwear down at the same time, fighting the urge to cover your hardon with both hands as you straighten up. You need to display at least some amount of awareness of the situation, after all. Trying your best to seem nonchalant and probably failing utterly, you walk over to sit down on the edge of the bed, squirming a bit before slowly spreading your legs and leaning back on your hands a bit.\n\n"Therrrre you go," Shera coos as she pulls off her sweater and the bra beneath both at once, large breasts dropping and wobbling as they're freed. She sets the sweater aside and makes her way over to you, smiling as she strokes your shoulders and along your chest. "Now remember, just relax, alright? We've got all night to give you some experience."\n\nYou nod bashfully, biting your lower lip as you watch her sink to her knees in front of you. "This is nice," she assures you warmly as she wraps a hand around your stiff shaft, stroking it gently as her other hand comes up to cup your balls. Her smile turns just a bit wicked as she watches you shiver in reaction, leaning in to flick her tongue along the underside of the head. "You're really cute, I bet there's lots of girls who'd love to do this for you. For free," she adds with a little giggle.\n\n'That seems like the last thing in the world that would ever happen,' you think, but admittedly any other such self-deprecating thoughts are derailed when she leans forward and slides her mouth over the head of your cock. You shudder as she makes a ring with two fingers and strokes it up and down the shaft while washing her tongue around the head, her other hand squeezing your balls gently. Considering this is your first time, that's really all it takes to make you give a soft whimper and start spilling into her mouth, your body shuddering a little with every spurt of cum.\n\n"Mm!" Shera does give that little exclamation of surprise before she starts swallowing, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes as she does. She continues lightly stroking your shaft, milking out the last dribbles of your load, before raising her head and smiling. "That's just fine... like I told you, we have all night. And the fun thing about young boys is they just keep going, like horny little Energizer bunnies. Just means I'll have plenty of time to really do this right~."\n\n'What's an energizer bunny?' you think a little distantly, even as she leans in to kiss the very tip of your prick, lips getting smeared with a last small glob of your cum. She begins using a motion of sliding her lips and tongue against your cockhead in sucking, almost kissing touches, gradually working her way down your shaft.\n\n"When I was your age, everyone said I had a big mouth," Shera says in an amused tone in between her kisses, and licks, and that sweet thing that's in between the two that makes you shudder every time. "Of course, then I got a little older, and the boys started saying I had a very <i>talented</i> mouth," she continues, before starting to tongue-wash your balls thoroughly enough to make your eyes briefly roll in your head.\n\nYou shift and squirm on the bed as she works her tongue over your sack, lips teasing your balls inside it as she does. Then her smile turns just a tiny bit wicked again before she coos, "Of course, really, it's both." With that, she sucks one of your balls into her mouth, then maneuvers to pull the other one in as well, your smooth sack now entirely past her lips as she sucks and works her tongue over it, eyes gazing up at you to either side of your twitching cock. The sensation (and sight) is almost enough to make you cum again, if you hadn't so recently.\n\nShera keeps it up for awhile, practically rolling your balls around in her mouth as she manipulates them with her lips, cheeks, and tongue, before finally drawing back and letting them slide out, now entirely wet with her saliva. She leans forward again and goes back to work on your cock with more sucks and licks, hands stroking your inner thighs or sliding up to rub your belly. Then she once more slides her mouth over the tip, bobbing up and down, and soon you can feel the tightness of her throat squeezing around you without the faintest sign of difficulty from her. Seeing her look up at you with that mixture of almost motherly gentleness and kindness as well as shameless lust makes you shudder again, once more biting your lower lip.\n\nShe's soon bobbing her head over the entire length of your cock, staying all the way down on it for longer and longer times. You twitch when she starts toying with your nipples, fingertips gently teasing at them... girls do that to guys too?! Of course you're quickly distracted as she goes down all the way again, lingering there and apparently waiting until she can see you looking down at her again... before using her fingers to push your balls up into her mouth too, completely engulfing shaft and sack both in warm, hot, sucking wetness.\n\nThat's enough to set you off again, your back arching and hips pushing forward, rubbing against her lips as you shoot your second load directly down her throat. She doesn't seem to have any problem with it, to judge from the warm look in her eyes and the way the swallowing and gulping around you intensifies.\n\nIt almost feels like you've orgasmed out every last bit of vitality in you by the time you're done, slumping onto your back and panting. You can feel the cool air of the hotel room wash over your wet balls and shaft as they're freed of Shera's mouth, before she clambers up onto the bed and straddles your thighs, smiling down at you clad in nothing but her cross necklace dangling between her bare breasts and a healthy smear of mingled spit and cum on her lower face (which she delicately dabs away with her fingertips). "There we go. Now... who should be on top?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You will.|QODad]]\n\n[[She should.|QODad]]

"Eh?" she squeaks, her entire face going red.\n\n"S-sorry!" you instantly blurt, waving your hands wildly. "I'm sorry, that was probably way too much to ask, I know you said I'm a disgusting, filthy goblin, and you're the most beautiful thing probably on this whole continent and I shouldn't have asked but it just came out I'm sorry!"\n\nAs you were speaking Prissielle's expression had been switching from building fury to slight surprise to... something else now. She's still blushing, and she opens and closes her mouth a few times, before she lets out a long sigh. "... oh alright..."\n\n"Er?" you say, with a blink.\n\n"But... go wash your face in the stream first!" she snaps, pointing towards the water.\n\nStill feeling rather stunned, you nevertheless go over to the stream and bend down to splash and scrub at your face with your hands a bit. Then you walk back over to her, where she's squirming and rubbing her face with both hands, and muttering quietly to herself. "Okay, okay, it's just a kiss, it's just a little peck, it's just... nevermind." She takes a deep breath, and eyes you for a moment... then blushes furiously. "Close your eyes again!"\n\n"Yes miss!" you blurt, closing your eyes quickly.\n\nFor a few moments there's nothing but the sound of the sand and pebbles under her feet as she squirms. Then that flowery, foreign greenery smell of her gets stronger, and you can feel the warmth of her face as she draws in close. There's a brief hesitation, before her lips press to yours for just a heartbeat.\n\n<i>You have gained a new title</i> the voice from before says.\n\n"Just... keep your eyes closed until I'm gone!" Prissielle snaps, and you give a sheepish nod, still feeling the faint warmth and a little of the taste of her, some fruit you've never even considered existing, on your lips as you listen to her mounting up and urging her somewhat disobedient horse away.\n\nYou wait until the sound of hoofbeats has completely gone before opening your eyes. Yup, no sight of her. You let out a long sigh of your own... what an experience! ... One you should probably never, ever, ever tell the other goblins about. Better to just finish gathering wood and go home.\n\nWhen you arrive back on the colony, you notice a lot of the other goblins sniffing a bit and wrinkling their noses as you past, giving you a wide berth, a few even hissing softly at you in apparent instinct. ... They must smell Prissielle on you, and even without knowing that it's the smell of elf, they clearly don't like it. Weird, you thought she smelled really good. Either way, after you drop your pile of wood off and do whatever other chores you're yelled at for that day, you retire to the narrow, unkempt little cavern assigned to the juveniles of your clutch and are pretty well shunned by the rest of your 'siblings' as you settle into a deep, exhausted sleep.\n\n<i>Evolution is complete.</i>\n\n'Is it?' you think a bit fuzzy-headedly as you wake up. Realizing that the rest of the cavern is empty, you scramble to your feet... and actually bang your head a bit on the ceiling, wincing and giving a hiss as you raise both hands to your head.\n\nThen you blink as you look at said hands. They're... smooth. Your fingers are long and graceful, the skin of them an unblemished green, even your sharp nails are a glossy, polished black. You look down at yourself and see a lean but well-muscled chest and smoothly-toned stomach, and legs to match your newly muscular arms, and... uh, yeah. Your loincloth snapped and fell off at the broadening of your waist among your overall growth, but yeah, if you were big for a juvenile goblin before, you're surely well-hung for a goblin now, although it's smooth and could almost be called pretty, and the scraggly black hair has gone, leaving you almost as pristine as Prissiele's own nether regions down there.\n\nNot seeing much other option, you duck your head and crouch-walk out of the small sleeping cavern, the tunnel outside luckily more than enough to accomodate you. You head through, the other goblins you pass now mostly much smaller, many only coming up to your waist, and they all stop to stare with slack jaws as you pass. You soon emerge into the sunlight, which doesn't make you flinch and your eyes ache like it normally does, more of the goblins working outside stopping and turning to stare as you cross to the pen of bedraggled horses to look into their trough.\n\nThe reflection looking back at you is... changed, to say the least. You're just outright handsome now, your face rather long and still bearing the traces of goblin features with a rather wide mouth and blunt-but-sharp nose, but it's all been arranged to be at the very best presentation of all of it. Your hair is still black and rather wild, but now falls naturally but artfully across your forehead and almost covers one eye, which are still black but no longer beady, but clear and intense. You have a pair of short, curved black horns that come up from your forehead, further giving you a bit of a 'dangerous bad boy' look.\n\n'I've never seen another goblin that evolved like <i>this</i>,' you think, raising a hand to touch your immaculate cheekbones. 'Could this be... because of those titles I got?' \n\nApparently prompted by that thought, a translucent screen appears in front of you, coming into focus as you lift your head and look right at it. This is... you? There's a picture of you, just as you are right now, nude and showing some elaborate black markings on your collarbone and upper arms that you couldn't see well in the caves.\n\n'Name: J■■■■\nSpecies: Goblin Prince\n\nStrength: A\nMental: A\nAthletics: A\nMagic: A\nCharisma: S\nLuck: S\n\nTitles:\n[Reincarnator]\n[Spark]\n[Compassionate Monster]\n[Waterslayer]\n[Savior of Princesses]\n[Favored by a Princess]\n[Gifted a Princess's First Kiss]\n[Prince of Monsters]\n\nWould you like to set an active title?'\n\n... Oh. Uh. ... Oh. You find your own cheeks heating a bit. ... First kiss, huh?\n\nYou 'erk' as that title is highlighted, and quickly focus your attention on the 'Prince of Monsters' one instead. It glows, and a faintly different feeling comes over you. And in apparent response, all the goblins nearby drop to their knees and then put their faces in the dirt, groveling obsequiously.\n\n"My lord! My lord! Have mercy on us!" they start wailing, or variations thereof, apparently terrified that you're going to take revenge on them for your pre-evolution mistreatment. (You don't think they know exactly who you were, but it's a safe bet... pretty much every goblin gets treated like crap by every other goblin that thinks they can get away with it.)\n\n<hr>\n[["Er, no, it's fine, stop."|QOGob]]\n\n[["... Yeah I'm out of here."|QOGob]]\n\n[["...... The beatings will commence until morale improves."|QOGob]]

<div style="border:1px solid #ccc;padding:5px 10px;">Please select a <s>trauma infliction and emotional burnout device</s> cuddly monster friend who will teach you there's nothing to be scared of.\n\n[[Monster Under the Bed|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Monster In the Closet|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Grue|QOHPT]]</div>

Eh, probably best just to do the safest thing that's least likely to result in any problems. That is, after all, your life philosophy. Removing your Switch from your bag, you scoot back to lay on the bed and start playing, wiling away the hours hup-hup-hyaing about.\n\nEventually your father returns, and says the two of you will have dinner in the hotel's upscale restaurant. You have to dress up a little... a shirt with buttons (but no collar luckily), but that's really about the extent of it. Once the two of you are at the table, your father grins.\n\n"Well, Jamie, your birthday's not until tomorrow, but we'll go ahead and splurge a little tonight. Feel free to get anything off the menu you want."\n\n"Anything, huh?" you reply, more as banter than testing limits.\n\n"Yeah, sure. Even if you want something of the 'adult beverage' variety," he assures you with a chuckle, making you give him a shocked look. "We won't go crazy with it, but you're getting old enough that a glass or so to mark a special occasion won't be a big deal. But whether it's that or just something off the gourmet desserts, don't hold back."\n\n<hr>\n[[Order normally.|QODad3x1]]\n\n[[Order something to drink.|QODad1x2]]\n\n[[Order an indulgent dessert.|QODad]]

Hey, you're practically an adult now, right? Clearly you should have an... adult beverage! ... Except calling it that really doesn't sound very adult, so let's not call it that. Instead you peruse the list and settle on whiskey... that's a very manly thing to drink, you think, so you settle on that, your father ordering one as well.\n\nThrough the rest of your meal you sip on the glass of... liquid wood, kind of?... having difficulty at first not making faces every time you sip, but gradually acclimating to it. Your father has two glasses to your one, but since he's not a heavy drinker either, soon the two of you are about equally sloshed. And opening up considerably, so hey, father-son bonding without quite as much usual awkwardness in the way, yaaaay!\n\nIn fact there might be a little too little awkwardness in the way as the conversation turns to sex... but eh, you're not afraid of the police, so might as well yap about this.\n\n"Y'know I'm guessing you've got a lot of questions," your father says airily as he sips from his glass. "Y'know, not the usual dumb 'where does peepee go' because I'm absolutely sure you've seen it go where it goes, haven't you?"\n\nEven in your state you blush a bit at your father pretty much outright asking if you've watched porn, but you just nod. "Yeah, pretty much. I mean... I've seen, yeah, but also I guess I do have questions."\n\n"So ask, kiddo, no big deal. I mean, manno. ... Something," your father murmurs, before grinning and continuing. "No matter what it is, just ask!"\n\n<hr>\n[["So what's the best way to get a girl to go to bed with you?"|QODad1x3]]\n\n[["How do you, like... get started?"|QODad2x1]]\n\n[["What's the wildest thing you ever did?"|QODad]]

The question just sort of pops into your head, and you ask it before you can think better of it, your face going red as you realize what you said. But, it's out there now, and he seems to actually be considering an answer rather than getting mad, so hey.\n\n"Well if it was getting a girl to like you, or fall for you, or go on a date for you, those are all complicated answers that could take all night to explain," he says after a moment's thought. Then he grins in a way that definitely says he's at least as sloshed as you are. "But if you just want a girl to go to <i>bed</i> with you, then I can definitely show you the most surefire and best way possible!"\n\nHe quickly signs the room number to the check and gets up, heading towards the exit, with you hurrying a bit to catch up once you get over your surprise. He crosses a short distance of the lobby towards the hotel's actual bar, which is mildly busy at this time of night, and spends a moment scanning over its occupants. One in particular... a pretty woman about his own age, with long brown hair and wearing a white sweater that's heavily scooped in front to show off a generous amount of her also very generous breasts, and a very short, tight black skirt with slits up the sides and very expensive-looking boots... seems to catch his eye, and he makes a beeline towards her. Wait, what? Feeling shyness hit despite the pleasant cloud of drunkenness (which may be starting to wear off from a mixture of your confusion and surprise), you watch as the two of them spend a few minutes conversing... and then your eyes bug a bit as your father takes out his wallet and hands over several bills, prompting the woman to rise and follow after him as he walks back over to where you're lingering at the entrance of the bar.\n\n"And there you have it, son, the most direct, fastest, and hassle-free way of getting a girl to go to bed with you," he declares rather proudly.\n\n<img src="images/Shera.jpg">\n\n"Oh?" the woman says, bringing a hand to her face in a gesture of interest, her purplish-pink eyes (must be contacts??) widening slightly and lips parted. "Well, this wouldn't be the first learning experience I've been hired for, though it's an interesting sort of instruction all the same."\n\n"Anyway, she's all paid up for the night, slugger, so you can feel free to head on upstairs with her," your father assures you, clapping you on the shoulder as he does.\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh... 'kay?"|QODad1x4]]\n\n[["Er, uh, pass."|QODad]]\n\n[["A-aren't you coming?"|QODad]]

When you log back into the loading screen this time, there's definitely a fair few more options. The trio of 'default' games have been sort of floated to the side as smaller icons, and now there are others like 'Game store', 'PC Interface', 'Immersive Media Experience', and a couple of others. Well, those seem obvious, the place where you buy more games, the place where you can play your own, and you guess there's a movie file viewer too.\n\nSo where to start now?\n\n<hr>\n[[Installed games.|QOVR1x1]]\n\n[[Game store.|QOVR]]\n\n[[PC Interface.|QOVRPCStart]]\n\n[[Immersive Media Experience.|QOVR]]

As the night winds to a close, you get dressed for bed, then sit down on the side of it. You eye the dream journal for a moment, before pulling it over to rest in your lap, swinging it to the first blank page, and eyeing the 'Tonight's Dream' header. Hmmm...\n\n<hr>\n[['What if I was a girl?'|QGStart]]\n\n[['What if I was a furry?'|QFStart]]\n\n[['What if I lived in a fantasy world?'|QODJ]]\n\n[['What if I lived in the future?'|QODJ]]\n\n[['What if I was a secret agent?'|QOSAStart]]\n\n[['A hot sex dream.'|QODJ1x1]]

<<set $gardenvisited to true>>"So how does the garden work?" you ask, walking over to the little plot of land.\n\n"Well, it's simple, Master! You decide on what you what to plant, then you take care of a bit of this garden plot, then you buy a seed and plant it!"\n\nAh, game mechanic to make you have to pay for every seed you use, figures. "How many can I grow?"\n\n"Well it's a small garden plot so it can really only handle three plants at once. But this has been a farm for a long time and the soil is infused with lots and lots of monster fluid enrichment, so plants will only take a day to grow! They'll be ready by tomorrow morning!"\n\n... 'Monster fluid enrichment', huh? "What kind of things can I grow?" you ask, continuing to prompt the obvious tutorial.\n\n"Well since this is a leisure farm, really the only thing to focus on for now is Oysterberries." Amooya pulls something out of her toolbelt that does indeed look a lot like an oyster, but on closer inspection the shell is made of some sort of stiff but pliable material sort of like a mushroom. She peels it open to display the bright pink berry inside. "This will give you plenty of energy to keep going, and for all your encounters with wild monstergirls!"\n\nSo stamina-replenishing item, got it. Deciding to skip over the other implications for now, you ask, "So that's all I can grow?"\n\n"Well it's all I have right now, Master," Amooya says a bit sheepishly. "If you find more seeds while you're adventuring you can plant those, or if we acquire some monster girls that need other plants grown I can probably get ahold of those seeds too, but since this is a leisure farm it's best to focus on oysterberries. Now here, this is how you do it."\n\nAmooya squats down at a corner of the plot and spends a few minutes running her hands through the dirt, scooping out rocks and tossing them to the side. Then she simply tucks the oysterberry she was holding into the ground.<<set $cropgrowing to true>><<set $oysterberrygrowing1 to true>> "Normally it will be a seed, but this time I'll just plant the berry itself," she adds as she straightens up and moves off to the side, using a nearby water faucet to wash off her hands. "That won't slow it down any in this soil. Anyway! That's really all it takes, Master, scoop out some rocks, put the seed in, and you're good. I water the ground every day, and I'll harvest what grows and put it in your room each morning so it should be ready for you right away."\n\nSo translate that into game terms... it will take some stamina and some money to plant a seed, but presumably you'll get more stamina than that back if you eat the oysterberry. Maybe you can sell them too? \n\n"Anyway, Master, now that that's planted, why don't you <<if $hopitavisited is true>>[[go somewhere and take a look around|FGWLeisTravel]]<<else>>[[go check out the general store|FGWLeisShopFirst]]<<endif>>? That should take up the rest of the day and give your plant some time to grow."

Swallowing, you turn and walk over to one of the women on the couch, sinking to your knees in front of her. Two things make it even more humiliating as you do... the fact that she smoothly spreads her legs and lifts that big, fat cock and heavy, smooth pair of balls right up towards your face, or that your own, much smaller cock is starting to get hard as you give in and submit fully to your mother's dominant, prick-wielding MILF brigade. All the same, you do submit, so you lean forward and start licking at those heavy balls, suckling a bit at the smooth skin, trying to do your best to please her even as you look up at her, silently begging for mercy with your eyes.\n\nBut she seems disinclined to give any, just smiling at you in a blending of wicked and sweet looks, placing a hand against the back of your head and pressing you a bit more against her balls, rubbing your mouth more firmly against them. Her thick shaft wobbles above, rubbing along your face and stirring your bangs, a few drips of pre falling right into your hair as you continue to obediently suck her fat nuts.\n\n"There's a good slut, Jamie," your mother coos as she strokes her own prick with one hand, toying with one of her breasts with the other as she watches you, most of the rest of the group similarly openly fondling themselves as they watch. "Guests should be attended to first, after all! We should share that pretty little mouth of yours with all of our guests before letting family indulge!"\n\nYour mother's enthusiastic, lewd praise both further humiliates you and pleases you... which, of course, humiliates you even more. But you obviously can't stop now even if you wanted to, instead just bracing your hands on the woman's thick thighs as you continue licking her balls like the dutiful little slut your mother apparently wants to turn you into. She mmms softly, giving her cock a few light slaps against your face. "I hope my son winds up being as obedient a little cock-washer as you are," she says warmly. "Maybe I should have you come over and practice on each other, hm?"\n\nThe thought of being forced to not only suck dick but suck another boy's dick sends a shiver of fresh shame through you, and makes your cock twitch and leak a little droplet of pre of its own. But you still take the hint, drawing your tongue up the futaMILF's fuckstick and slurping it around the head, doing your best to use some of the techniques your mom used on your own prick all those mornings, back when it was big and thick and powerful like this one, and not smaller and slender and unimpressive like it is right now. Soon you've worked your mouth over the tip and have started to bob your head, somehow knowing that this horny hung housewife won't be satisfied until she's taken your throat. \n\nOut of the corners of your eyes, you can see that the rest of the group has largely stripped naked, save for a few still wearing bits and pieces of less than motherly lingerie. Their motions in playing with their cocks and tits seem to have become more urgent too, looks like they're starting to get more worked up... should you try and finish off the one you're sucking faster, so you can attend to another as soon as possible? Or is it better to be a good little slut and give your mother's guest as good a sucking as you can?\n\n<hr>\n[[Finish quickly.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[Focus on quality.|QOKevScheme]]

"While I definitely want to do a succubus themed dungeon, I wasn't thinking of just summoning another one right away," you admit.\n\n"Ah? Oh, I-I see, and what did you have in mind instead, Master?" Mary asks, still looking nervous... then blinking as you point your palms at her. "... Eh?"\n\n"Empower!" you shout, focusing your will on the intent of the spell.\n\nMary gives an 'eep' of shock just before her entire body is overcome, turning into a brightly glowing Mary-shaped outline. That outline shifts and grows as she gains a bit more height, her breasts expanding and wings enlarging and shifting shape, hips and rear gaining a bit more as well, legs becoming even curvier, as well as a number of other small changes. After several moments the glow 'pops', revealing the altered Mary... her coloration and most of her style is the same, but her ears are a bit longer and now dotted with more piercings, her tiny leather outfit is even skimpier, barely covering anything of her breasts that are at least twice as big as they were before, as well as just covering the slit between her legs and absolutely nothing of her round ass, her legs sheathed in almost ballet-heeled boots, the spade at the tip of her tail longer and thicker, her wings longer and more sleek with a second pair jutting out from below them. Glowing designs in purplish-pink appear just above her crotch and between her breasts, as well as from several other places on her outfit.\n\n"A-ah, what... Master!" Mary squeals in delight, putting her gloved hands under her expanded boobs and giving them a lift as she gives a glowing smile. "I'm... I'm a Succubus Queen! I'm the highest form of Succubus there is! This is... this is amazing!"\n\n"Guuuuh..." you answer, staring at her with wide eyes. A sort of fog is starting to settle over your mind, making you sway a little in place as you stare at her. Your cock is harder than it's ever been, practically trying to break out of your pants, but you can't so much as take your eyes off her.\n\n"... Eep! Oh no, Master, even with your Super Stats it looks like my aura's having an effect on you!" Mary reaches out towards you, hesitates as if thinking better of touching you, then blurts, "Snap out of it!"\n\n"Buh!" You give your head a quick shake, jerking backwards slightly. "Uh, right, I... uh... man, it's hard to think... you're <i>so</i> se-"\n\n"Master, don't finish that sentence or you'll make me cum, and I don't think you could resist me when I do that! ... Ah that's really tempting... I mean, quick! You should transform yourself too! If you become an appropriate kind of demon as well, you should gain resistance to my aura, so that you don't turn into my mindless love slave!"\n\n"R-right," you murmur, trying your best to focus so you can visualize a spell again.\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, yeah... Incubus King transformation!"|QODK]]\n\n[["Er, uh, Succubus Queen transformation! ... Wait no!"|QODK3x4]]\n\n[["Um, uh, er, Succubus King transformation! ... huh?"|QODK5x1]]\n\n[["... actually I'm good..."|QODK]]

Normally you'd refuse camping under almost any circumstances. Ask anyone who knows you, you are not a "camping" sort of dude. Depending on how you define it you are not any sort of dude at all but more of a "kid" or a "boy". But maybe it's the thought of how you completely blew off your summer and it was time for school before you knew it, because you decide that you really need to do something spontaneous, dammit, and find yourself saying "Yeah sure, let's go camping."\n\n"Oh cool!" Gideon chirps, grinning as he finally puts the car in gear and starts guiding it out of the parking lot. "We'll drop by my place so I can throw some clothes in a bag, I'll grab a few extra hoodies for you to make sure we'll be warm enough, then we'll take off."\n\nSoon the two of you are on the road, the Cowboy Bebop soundtrack wailing melodically from the speakers as you go. "So where are we actually gonna go, anyway?" you ask. "Can you even rent at an actual campground if you're under eighteen?"\n\n"Probably not, because obviously teenagers can't be trusted with a campsite, it'd probably explode or everyone'd spontaneously get drunk or decide taxes are for suckers or something," Gideon replies dryly. "Nah, there's a place that's out in the woods that we can get to without going through any official places. Pretty sure it's still in a state park or something but it's out on the edges. My dad and I have gone fishing there once or twice and always said there were some decent places for camping, we just never did it."\n\n"Eh? So we're like..." You wrack your brains for a term. "We're camping <i>subversively</i>?!"\n\n"See now you just make it sound even better." Gideon grins widely, then waves a hand in the air before returning it to the wheel. "Don't worry, if a ranger or something comes along the worst they can do is tell us to leave, it's not like there's any signs around saying it's forbidden."\n\nWell. If there's no signs around saying it's forbidden, you guess it can't be that bad. Gideon continues driving for awhile, eventually turning off onto an unpaved road, the ride becoming rather bumpy and slightly rolling as he heads down what's obviously a semi-used but unofficial path surrounded by trees on both sides, albeit with a thinner line of them on one side than the other. It's another fifteen minutes or so before he pulls off onto a grassy area. "Here we are." He turns off the car and hops out, taking a look around as you get out as well. You can hear the faint sound of a large stream or maybe a small river nearby as you take in the sights as well. "We can set up right here, doubt anyone will bother us, it's not like this is a prime area or it's a popular season."\n\n"Guess so, yeah," you answer a bit dubiously as you round the car. You're still not sure about this whole thing, but you agreed, so here you are.\n\n"So what should we do first?" Gideon asks cheerfully. \n\n"Eh? Do? We've gotta set up camp, right?" you ask.\n\n"I mean we can, but if we do that it'll probably be too dark to do much of anything else by the time we're done," he answers, glancing up at the early evening sky. "At that point it's basically make dinner and sit around the fire. Or we can do something else first and set up camp as it's getting dark, we can just turn on the headlights to get the tent up after all."\n\nYou glance around rather blankly. "I mean, what <i>is</i> there to do?"\n\n"Well fishing, mostly, that's what I've been up here before for anyway. Could have fresh fish for dinner which would be an awesome way to start out. But I guess we could also take a look around and explore a little."\n\n"Seems kinda late for that," you mutter, glancing upward.\n\n"Nah, nah, it'll be fine. I've got a non-cellular GPS unit and some really good flashlights, we won't get lost!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Make camp.|GidCamp1x1]]\n\n[[Go fishing.|QOGid]]\n\n[[Explore.|QOGid]]

... Nah. You don't want to risk getting in trouble over basically nothing. Not when you have an idle game that's been left by itself for five whole minutes that you need to check on.\n\nIn any event, you find out the next morning over breakfast as your mother says, "Dear, we're going to be having you stay with your Aunt Freya over the Christmas break."\n\n"Huh?" You blink in surprise. "What, like the whole break?"\n\n"Your brother's Christmas gift to us this year is a <i>very</i> luxurious all-expenses-paid cruise," your father speaks up, at which you suppress making a face. Of course your stock genius brother would show up every possible gift you could ever give your parents in your life before he's even graduated college. "And, well, this just happens to be when it is."\n\n"We do feel terrible that we won't be here or with you for Christmas, honey," your mother says, rounding the table and petting your hair a bit. "But it <i>is</i> an adults-only cruise, and Will was so generous with it..."\n\n"No, no, I get it," you say with only a bit of a sigh. "I hope you guys have fun."\n\n"Well you'll have fun with Aunt Freya too, I'm sure dear," your mother chirps, completely cheerful again. "On Christmas itself she'll take you over to Aunt Lina's, your cousin will be home then, and Will and Katrina will be dropping by there too, so it's not as if you won't still have a family Christmas!"\n\nThat does ease things a bit (less the brother thing because <i>dammit Will</i>) but that you'll still be seeing the rest of the family, and plus hey, you probably will have a super fun time staying with Aunt Freya. "Well yeah, sure, okay," you say, not like you giving your blessing actually means anything, but still.\n\n"Alright, when you get home tonight dear, go ahead and pack up your things... you can always come back over if you need fresh clothes or forget anything, obviously, but better not to mess with that. Our flight leaves while you're in school, so we'll drop off your bags at Freya's on our way to the airport and you can go over to her place right after."\n\nAnd so it is declared, and so must it be. (That's life as a teenager, eh? Just old enough that everyone expects you to have adult maturity about still having a child's control over your life.) But, as said, you don't feel too bad about it... your parents will get to have fun, you'll get to hang out with a cool adult for a few weeks as a guest (which you're just assuming comes with even more privileges and fun times than being a kid already does), this should be pretty decent. You say goodbye to your parents that morning before school, and then spend most of the last day admittedly enjoying yourself as much as you can while in class. (The teachers are already checked out too so it's not exactly shocking to walk into every class you have and see the TV cart parked at the front of the room.) After class is over (earlier than usual) you take the relatively same length but different path to Aunt Freya's (using your phone to make sure you don't get lost), and knock on the door.\n\nAnd wait.\n\nJust as you're starting to get paranoid about how long it's taking and wondering whether you should try to call or something, the door swings open to reveal Aunt Freya dressed much as she was the first day you met, although in a white top... which is currently just slightly transparent from the thick layer of sweat she's dripping with.\n\n"Oh, hey Jamie!" she calls cheerfully, either not noticing or pretending not to notice how your face has gone entirely red up to the tips of your ears at the tan skin of the curves of her breasts showing through her top a bit. (Her nipples aren't quite visible but your imagination is busily filling in the gaps.) "Sorry, I forgot what time school actually got out today, you caught me towards the tail end of my workout!"\n\n"Er, it's fine," you say, struggling to Be Normal™ as you step inside with her. "Thanks for, y'know, having me and stuff."\n\n"Glad to! Hm, hate to do this when you just got here but I reeeeally need a shower," Aunt Freya murmurs, dragging a fingertip through the sweat on her abs and making your heart do a few workout moves of its own. "Tell you what, let me clean up. Feel free to take a look around while I do, and once I'm fit for association with others again we'll get you properly settled in."\n\n"Uh, yeah, sure," you say, nodding a few times as she turns and heads upstairs, with you only sneaking the very briefest peek at her butt as she goes. You're left hanging out in the living room which is... very normal. Honestly it's almost exactly like your living room at home, while of course being entirely different. You know how it is, the same <i>sort</i> of furniture in pretty much all the same places, but also entirely different. If you had to put a word to it, honestly it's probably more... masculine... than your living room at home, though of course your mom basically has control there plus your dad's not a huge sports guy, while Freya clearly is. ... Into sports, not necessarily a sports g-... y'know, whatever. \n\nYou reflexively glance towards the stairs as you hear the faint sound of a shower from above... then stare a bit as the realization of what that means sinks in. If you can hear the shower, that means... she left the door open?\n\n... You could actually conceivably get a peek at her absolutely amazing body naked...\n\n<hr>\n[[Do iiiiit!|QOFreya]]\n\n[[No, that's wrong!|QOFreya1x3]]

Yeah, you uh... you kind of think maybe it would in fact be a good idea to have more actual friends. If possible. So you do your best to calm your trembling heart and make for the meetup location.\n\nNot much appears to make the benches near the cut-down tree attractive other than their relative isolation, so thankfully they're not crowded and you spot your new acquaintance easily. "Oh, hey cool, you made it," he says as you sit down.\n\n"Yeah," you agree, managing not to stutter over the simple word.\n\n"Well now that we're not in the middle of a crowded hallway, I'm Gideon," he says, grinning as he leans back against the bench. He pauses, then adds, "I mean, I'm also Gideon when we <i>are</i> in a crowded hallway, but I mean, we're not in one now so I can... introduce myself, yeah."\n\n... It is so relaxing that he is apparently just a bit of a derp too underneath that calm exterior. "I'm Jamie," you reply, grinning a bit.\n\n"Ohhhh, he can smile, awesome!" Gideon's grin just gets bigger as that statement makes you blush some. "You don't actually seem like the sort of guy to wear a kinda edgelordy shirt like that, maybe that was why I wanted to talk to you."\n\n"It worked for something, at least," you mutter, then blush again when that seems to amuse him. "I dunno, it's like... the most daring shirt I own and I guess I wanted to try something different for the first day."\n\n"I get that. I mean, there was a time where I was nervous about coming to school with a pierced ear."\n\n"You've got a lot of piercings," you acknowledge, bobbing your head. "How'd you talk your parents into that anyway?"\n\n"They're pretty hands-off, they were basically like 'Sure, whatever, bring whatever form I need to sign'." He snorts a little, then says, "So hey, which of the Netflix Marvel series is your favorite?"\n\nAnd thus, you acquire +1 friend. Neat.\n\nGideon turns out to be a bigger nerd than Kevin is if not quite as big as you are, at least as far as his tastes in video games and reading material go. He has more friends than you do but not a ton of them, and at least knows better than to immediately rush to trying to introduce you to all of them. He's engaging but also understands the value of just sort of hanging around and enjoying each other's presence. Overall you think you've been remarkably lucky in (literally) bumping into him, and the next few months are some of the best in awhile. (You do revert to your usual style of shirts but you relax a bit more about being in school, feeling a little less alone there.)\n\nAs September and most of October pass, the two of you grow fairly close, to the point that it feels like you've been friends for years. Though you're still a little surprised when at lunch one day Gideon says, "Hey, you wanna spend the weekend at my place?"\n\n"Huh? The whole weekend?"\n\n"Yeah, that three day weekend is coming up... y'know, how they arranged to have the Monday after Halloween be a 'teacher work day'? I figure we could hang out all weekend, do whatever on Halloween... stay in and watch movies, or decide to get costumes and go trick-or-treating, whatever we figure out."\n\n"Huh. And your parents are cool with that?" you ask, frowning a little.\n\n"They're going out of town, they basically said 'as long as the house isn't a mess when we get back'." He shrugs. "Y'know how they are."\n\nYeah that does seem to be how they are. So, what to do? It almost kinda-sorta feels weird to go for a weekend-long sleepover with someone you've only known for a few months, but then does that really matter since Gideon's such a good friend? How to handle this?\n\n<hr>\n[[Put it off.|QOGid]]\n\n[[Agree to it.|QOGid1x2]]\n\n[[Suggest making it a party.|QOGid]]

You're just going to have to take the risk and actually stand up for yourself. Like... isn't that something that countless forms of media have assured you that every man has to do at some point in your life? Blaring at you at volume eleven, "TAKE A STAND! BE A MAN, NOT A BOY!" ... You've always kind of been content to be a boy but right now that's just kind of kicking your ass, so lacking any other options you're going to have to talk back.\n\nYour opportunity rapidly comes up, something that might have forced you to reevaluate things anyway. That Friday after school, Joshua drives you and the others to his preferred spot near the edge of town that he calls his 'planning area', since it's where he likes to smoke and plot what the rest of you will do that weekend. As you're sitting a bit distant from the others trying to breathe shallowly, he declares, "Man, this weekend we for sure gotta get some beers. That convenience store that's right on the edge of the next town over still doesn't bother with ID checks, right?"\n\n"S'what I heard," Big pipes up, smirking.\n\n"Man, you gotta be careful with that shit, if you're still hearing that sort of thing there's a good chance the cops are doing stings and telling everyone 'Oh yeah sure it's fine'," Tate notes with a scowl, dark eyes narrowing.\n\n"Nah, no worries, we'll just have Jamie do it," Joshua declares cheerfully, looking over at you and smirking as your stomach roils. "It's cool, he's got a clean record! Even if it was a cop I bet they'd let a nice boy like him walk with a gentle scolding, riiight Jamie?"\n\nYou swallow hard. Yeah, this is it. This is where you have to draw the line. He's escalating beyond just making you buy him sodas and actually putting you at risk of getting arrested now. Forcing your legs not to tremble, you stand up, fists balled at your hips. "... No way."\n\n"C'mooon, Jamie, it'll be fine, you know I wouldn't put you in real danger. We're <i>buddies</i>, right?" Joshua answers, the others having gone deathly quiet as his smile grows but his eyes go cold and narrow.\n\nYou take a deep breath. Let it out. Force yourself to look him in the eyes. "... Fuck you."\n\nYou're really not sure how he manages to cross the distance and hit you without you even seeing since you were looking right at him. Maybe the fear made you black out or something, or he punched those seconds right after you. All you know is you're hitting the ground and the whole side of your face hurts, and then a foot is impacting your stomach and driving all the wind out of you and pushing bile into your throat.\n\nAt least it's pretty short. Big, Reg, and Kill all get in on the action, mostly just giving you a few kicks in the legs or back, luckily avoiding your head. Only Tate declines, sitting there smoking, sort of distant-seeming eyes aimed at the beating but not really focused on it. Eventually Joshua grabs your hair and yanks your head up. "You <i>will</i> be waiting at the school tomorrow, at noon, <i>buddy</i>, or it's gonna go bad for you." Then he shoves your face in the dirt and stands, heading back to the car, the others piling in before he guns the engine, spinning the tires and kicking a stream of dirt onto you before he takes off.\n\nWelp. That went... probably about like you expected, you think as you walk home, your head throbbing, occasionally lifting a hand to wipe blood off your chin from your split lip. You've got a helluva black eye coming in too, feels like. It's well into the evening when you open your front door and walk in, now prepared for the emotional beating to follow the physical one.\n\n"Jamie! Young man, I expect a call if you're going to mi-" Your mother's scolding cuts off with a short scream as she actually sees you, making you wince and huddle in on yourself more as she rushes over to you. "Oh Jamie what <i>happened</i> oh my god you need a doctor you need-!"\n\n"Mom, it's no big, I'm fine." You try to shrug off her grip on your shoulders. "I just... did something stupid while I was out with the guys and got banged up, decided to walk home 'cause I felt stupid."\n\n"Don't you tell me it's fine! Just look at your <i>face</i>, your beautiful face, oh Jamie! We need to-!"\n\n"Honey." Your father's voice cuts in. "It's just a black eye and split lip, boys tend to get them. If he says he doesn't need a doctor and he's not bleeding, he probably doesn't. Go get an ice pack and some tylenol."\n\nYour mother shoots him a glare that says there will probably be an argument later, but apparently she decides that the obvious necessity of the items he mentioned bypasses the need to have that argument now, and she turns and heads into the kitchen, leaving you shifting a bit from foot to foot as your father looks at you levelly.\n\n"Did something stupid while out with the guys, huh?"\n\n"... Yeah," you murmur, glancing away and rubbing your upper arm, trying not to wince as you find a sore spot.\n\n"Mm. Did this something stupid involve a different guy... or just them?" At your silence but the slight lowering of your head, he gives a slow nod. "... Right." He closes his book and sets it aside, leaning back in his chair. "You know, Jamie, you're sixteen now. An age where you should start learning to behave like an adult. By which I mean, deciding for yourself how you're going to handle your problems. Your mother and I are here if you need us or want our help... but if you're going to decide to handle this on your own, I'm going to say that's your right. I'll defend your decision, whether I like it or not."\n\nYou're quiet for a moment, then let out a huff. "I mean... I'm just not sure what you guys can do."\n\n"To a certain extent, not a lot." You're a little surprised to hear him admit it, turning your head to look at him. "I could file a police report if you really want... but I think we both have a good idea of how effective that would really be. If you want me to get involved personally, I'll do whatever it takes to make sure this doesn't happen again. Honestly? I think your best option would be learning how to make sure that the next time this happens, it's not as one-sided as it looks like this was. I have a friend who used to be pretty good with martial arts... he should still be able to teach you a thing or two, enough to make it not worth it for this guy to mess with you. But it's your decision. You should handle it how you think is best."\n\n<hr>\n[[Ask your dad to handle it.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Learn martial arts.|QOBully2x2]]\n\n[[Handle it yourself.|QOBully]]

Unable to continue being passive anymore, you let out a moan and open your eyes, reaching a hand out to rest it on the back of your mother's head. "Oh god, Mom, that feels so good!"\n\nIf you expected her to react with surprise or fear at being "caught", you definitely get surprised. All she does is let out a louder moan around her mouthful of your cock and start working her head up and down a bit faster, until you can feel the tip of your cockhead nudging against her throat each time. Then she lifts her head and gasps, turning to look at you as she pumps her hand a bit faster along your shaft, green eyes heated. Her voice is a bit husky from your cockhead teasing at her throat as she murmurs, "You like it, baby? You like the way Mommy's sucking your cock?"\n\n"God yes, it feels so good! Oh fuck!" you squeak, desperately clasping a hand over your mouth as she starts sliding her tongue up and down the sides, lips drifting along the soft skin. She laps at the meeting of your shaft and sack, then lifts back up to slip her lips back over your cockhead and start bobbing her head quickly. You tremble at the feel of your cock actually sliding into her throat... hell, you can <i>see</i> the bulge your swollen, engorged prick makes in her throat! Soon the fingers of her pumping hand are bumping against her lips, and that sight is more than you can bear. You shudder and let out a long moan as your enlarged dick starts spasming and firing out long, thick shots of cum into your mother's throat and mouth.\n\nShe gulps down every drop, too, sliding her head back up to keep just the tip of your cock between her lips, apparently making sure that she can taste as much as possible. Her eyes stay locked on yours the entire time, leaving you staring back into them. When your cock finally stops spilling cum across her tongue, she lifts her head up with a gasp, using both hands to stroke you, before finally managing to pull them away and shove her shorts down instead. "Baby, I know I shouldn't, but I can't help it," she moans as she steps out of the shorts and then clambers up onto the bed. Your eyes widen as you feel her wet pussy pressing against your balls while she resumes stroking your cock with both hands. "I don't know what's come over me, but this cock... your cock is so amazing, I can't help myself, please, please, can I put this cock in my pussy and ride you?"\n\nYou probably <i>should</i> say no... but yeah, as if. Instead you just nod eagerly, and then gasp as she lifts up and immediately slides back down, her pussy engulfing you in its smooth, pliant wet heat. You shudder and rest your hands atop her slightly thick thighs as she begins riding you, her own moans sounding loud in your small, dim room. "Oh, oh baby, your cock feels so good in Mommy's pussy," she gasps out, her tits bouncing heavily under her tanktop, her eyes closed and mouth open slightly, a few escaped tufts of hair swaying back and forth across her face as she works herself atop you. You bite your lower lip and squeeze her thighs as she starts riding hard enough to make the bed squeak with every stroke, afraid if <i>you</i> make any noise someone will hear.\n\nYour mother at least keeps her voice down as she keeps telling you how big your dick is, how good it feels inside her, even how much better it feels to get fucked by you than by your father. You shiver and twitch at the verbal stimulation added to the physical, and between the two it's not that long before you're letting out a moan and pouring out a load into the pussy that bore you. You can feel your mother's cunt clenching tight all around you, squeezing down surprisingly hard and taking every last drop. She shudders and moans atop you, staying all the way down and grinding her hips, working your spasming length all around the walls of her pussy as they're painted with your jizz.\n\nAfter several long minutes of her just working her hips atop you, apparently making sure she's milked every last drop of your current load out of you, she swings off, your still half-hard (and still enlarged) cock slipping out of her and flopping wetly against your belly. She quickly stands up and yanks her shorts back up before any of your cum can start seeping out of her, then leans down to kiss you heatedly. You gasp a little as her tongue slips into your mouth, but return the kiss just as hotly. Then she breaks the kiss and leans down to whisper in your ear, "Come down to breakfast, baby." And then she's off and out the door.\n\nYou lay in bed dazed for a few moments, then manage to get yourself up. You pull on your underwear and jeans from yesterday, figuring they may do more to hide your new endowments than pajama pants. Well, not much more... you actually have a little trouble even getting them zipped up over your new bulge. Still, not seeing many other options, you take a moment to consider how crazy your life has gotten before heading downstairs. Your mother is bustling about the kitchen, actually humming cheerfully as she makes breakfast. Your father has his face behind a newspaper, stereotypically oblivious to the world. Which is pretty lucky, since it means he's probably not going to notice the slowly growing darkness of a wet spot forming on the crotch of your mother's sleek little athletic shorts.\n\nYou settle down at the table, and almost jump to the ceiling as your phone goes off in your pocket... Kevin's text tone to be precise. You're fishing the phone out to check it when your mother sets a plate of pancakes and bacon down in front of you, then sits down in the chair beside you... and slips a hand into your lap, starting to fondle the bulge in the denim. You fumble and almost drop the phone in surprise, casting her a worried glance, but she just smiles brightly (and a bit wickedly) in return.\n\n<hr>\n[[See what Kevin wants.|QOKevScheme1x9]]\n\n[[Who cares what Kevin wants.|QOMom1x1]]

If you'd never been willing to step out on a limb at least a little, you'd have never met Gideon in the first place. "Yeah, sure, okay."\n\n"Now hold on, I'm not sure about this."\n\nYou try not to whine audibly as your mother frowns and folds her arms over her chest, giving you a look that says more that she's absolutely sure about this and isn't going to let it happen.\n\nFortunately, before you have to try and convince her otherwise without sounding pathetic, your father steps in. "Now come on dear, I don't see what the big deal about spending a weekend with no parental supervision is. He's done it before when we've gone out of town."\n\n"But not at someone else's house," your mother answers. Which, you're not entirely certain how this is different, if you were going to get into trouble it seems like you could get into trouble no matter what house you were in.\n\n"He's sixteen now, we used to let Will hang out with his friends all weekend when he was sixteen whether their parents were home or not," your father points out in a reasonable tone.\n\nYou can just <i>see</i> the words 'But that was Will' go through your mother's brain, and apparently they make her feel as guilty as you feel lame over them, since her shoulders slump a little. "I... guess you have a point, maybe I'm being silly." She smiles at you with a mixture of wan and sheepish as she adds, "But are you sure you two wouldn't rather hang out around here? After all that way I could drive you around, pay for meals, and I could even make cookies every day...!"\n\nYour father rolls his eyes behind her back, but she looks quite hopeful now, clasping her hands excitedly and looking at you in that 'Please don't reject my love' way that's designed to make you feel like an awful son if you say no. Dangit.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stand firm.|QOGid1x3]]\n\n[[Relent.|QOGid]]

In the end, your worry about getting in trouble wins out. "Um, I dunno, it's getting late, maybe we better go," you murmur, fidgeting in place. You watch as Errana purses her mouth, and for a moment you're worried that your earlier worries about getting buried in the basement are about to be justified. Thinking fast, you blurt out, "I mean, our parents knew where we were gonna be trying to sell chocolate and stuff, so they're likely to come around looking for us if we're not back soon, that'd be... awkward," you mutter, trailing off.\n\nErrana sighs, then nods, smiling again, though it's a bit more thinly than before. "Yes, you're probably right." She stands up, cum-smeared tits wobbling. "Well, perhaps you'll return sometime soon, hm? I'd enjoy seeing the two of you again."\n\nYou and Kevin wriggle back into your clothes and make your way to the door, Errana shrugging her robe on but not bothering to close it in front even as she opens it for you. Glistening, sweaty, jizz-covered tits and pussy bared to the street below, she grins and slips a hand into her pocket, coming out with a folded set of hundreds that she slips into Kevin's hand before blowing the two of you a kiss. Despite spending all day fucking, your cock throbs a little before she steps back and closes the door.\n\n"Man, I can't believe you turned her down," Kevin mutters as the two of you make your way back towards the public restroom where you changed before. Then he shakes his head and grins a little. "Still, you're probably right, man, good call. My parents would totally geld me if I stayed out all night without permission... put a sort of permanent crimp in any plans for a future visit to sexy there." He locks the bathroom door, then opens his messenger bag... and lets out a laugh.\n\n"What is it?" you ask with a blink.\n\n"She forgot to even ask for the chocolate bars! We've still got 'em!"\n\nThat gets a laugh out of you as well, albeit a slightly nervous one. You're having a tough time believing what's happened really happened, it just seems too amazing. Still, you quickly change clothes, and Kevin proffers you half the money Errana gave him... $200 for each of you. That makes you feel a bit dirty, which makes your cock half harden again, which makes you blush. Kevin doesn't seem to notice, just giving you a couple of chocolate bars before the two of you split up and head home.\n\nOnce home, you greet your parents, accept your mother's offer of a grilled cheese sandwich, and spend the time while you eat giving them vague half-answers about your time spent over at Kevin's... which is about the usual. Begging off any further interaction by saying you're tired, you head upstairs and change out of your clothes. You pause, naked, and sniff at your shirt... even though it wasn't the one you were wearing at Errana's, it still smells like her. Some sort of soft flowery-spicy perfume as well as the smell of her arousal... man, it must have gotten into your bag. Actually, it's probably all over you. You blush, the memories making your cock hard again. Still, you're more worried that your parents might have smelled it on you, you'll have to shower first thing in the morning. Shoving the clothes deep in the hamper and leaving the doubtlessly even more fragrant Scout uniform in your messenger bag, which you stuff under the bed, you change into pajama pants and a t-shirt before climbing into bed and almost immediately dropping off to sleep.\n\nYou awaken panting and a little sweaty. Your cock isn't just hard, it's <i>agonizingly</i> hard. You're laying on your back, so you toss the covers aside... then stare at what you see. Apparently part of the reason your cock aches so much is that it's stretching the pajama pants ridiculously. It's huge. A mixture of arousal and terror seeps through you... no way your cock's ever been that big before! It's like something out of porn... not even regular porn, but "biggest dicks" porn! What the hell is going on?!\n\n"Jamie?" There's a light knock on your door, and you jump a bit at the sound of your mother's voice. "You awake yet? I could use your help with some things today." Crap!\n\n<hr>\n[[Try to get rid of her.|QOKevPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Fake being asleep.|QOKevScheme1x7]]\n\n[[Ask for help.|QOKevPlaceholder]]

You quickly flop back onto the pillow and close your eyes. A second later you realize that the covers are still tossed aside, leaving your body showing, but you can hear the doorknob turning... there's no time to yank them back into place without giving yourself away, so you just lay there as if you'd kicked them aside naturally.\n\n"Jamie?" You hear your mother opening the door a bit more and stepping inside. You risk peeking your eyes open just the tiniest bit, enough to look at her through your eyelashes but hopefully not enough to be spotted. Your mother's standing in the open doorway, peering in, her dark hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. She's dressed as she normally is when expecting a day of working around the house, a snug tanktop that hugs her fairly generous chest, and a pair of rather brief athletic shorts that hug her almost equally generous hips and rear. (Kevin's commented a few times on how hot your mom is, but you think he does it mostly to get your goat... not that it's not true, you suppose.) "Are you awake?" she asks, with you trying to stealthily slip your eyes back all the way closed so that she doesn't notice.\n\nYou can hear her bare feet on the carpet as she moves around to the side of the bed... and then you hear her let out a bit of a gasp. Boy, hopefully it's too dim in your room for her to see your blush, since you can guess what made her gasp like that. Still, hopefully she'll be embarrassed and go rushing back out, and you can both pretend this never happened. Except... she doesn't seem to be rushing out, but just standing there in silence.\n\nYou almost jump out of your skin when you feel her fingertips brush along your belly, but somehow manage to force yourself to be still and not give it away. You feel her shortish nails brush your skin gently as she hooks her fingers into the waistband of your pajama pants, hesitate, and then slowly lift them and draw them down. Your enlarged, maddeningly hard cock springs free almost immediately, and you can feel a tug on your waistband as that apparently makes your mom jump a bit in surprise. You lay there, heart and mind both racing, wondering just what in the world is going on.\n\nAnd then you're somewhat distracted as you feel your mother's warm hand wrap around the shaft of your cock and start slowly stroking up and down. You do your absolute best to bite back a moan as she starts pumping your length gently, coaxing a steady stream of precum that you can actually feel dribbling down the underside to get smeared across the soft skin by her fingers. Her other hand moves to cup your swollen ballsack, gently working it around and fondling it softly. You're actually getting a handjob from your own mother! ... And she is <i>really</i> good at it. It's more an easygoing, gentle... well, kind of motherly feeling, as opposed to Errana's fervent, passionate touches, but she's working your whole length with slight rolls of her wrist that provide extra stimulation.\n\nYou almost lose it in more ways than one when you feel hot wetness close around the plumped up head of your dick, and the soft, slow roll of a tongue moving around it. You can hear... and feel... your mother moaning softly as she suckles at your cockhead, then bobs her head just a bit up and down along your length. Her hands continue to stroke and fondle you, urging you closer and closer to release. She's apparently getting off almost as much on sucking your cock as you are having it sucked! You're not sure how much longer you can hold out...!\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep faking sleep.|QOKevScheme4x1]]\n\n[[Encourage her.|QOKevScheme1x8]]\n\n[[Facefuck her.|QOKevScheme3x1]]

"Fine," you say with a sigh. "Let's go to the mansion. The faster we make some money, maybe the sooner you'll be satisfied."\n\n"Me, satisfied?" Kevin grins and thumps you on the back, then leads the way past the open gates and up the somewhat winding pathway to the front door. He rings the bell, fires you another grin, then looks around as the door open. Both of you, however, are a little taken aback at the sight that greets you. The woman looks like she's in her late thirties, maybe early forties, but looking <i>very</i> good for it. A classically beautiful face, long straight hair so black it's almost blue, dark intriguing eyes, and an hourglass body that looks like it's straight out of a wet dream, covered by a rather thin red silk robe that's barely even tied closed in front.\n\n"Well, hello, Scouts," she practically purrs, leaning against the side of the doorway, folding her arms under her chest and winding up squeezing her large tits together. "What brings you to my door?"\n\n"Good afternoon, ma'am," Kevin replies cheerfully, smoothly recovering while you're still desperately fighting the urge to stare at the woman's tits. "Our troop is trying to sell chocolate bars to raise money. One of our members really needs a transplant, but the operation costs a lot, and any little bit would really help. Four dollars a bar is all we're asking today!"\n\n"I seeeee." The sparkle in those canny, dark eyes would make you think she isn't fooled for a moment, and you're inclined to run, but Kevin's just standing there smiling at her. And she's standing there smiling back. "Well, boys, tell you what. My name is Errana, and I'm ever so bored. Why don't the two of you come inside and keep me company for awhile? If you do, I'll buy every chocolate bar you've got for... five dollars instead. Sound alright?"\n\nKevin looks like he's struggling to keep his jaw from dropping, and looks at you with delight. You can practically read his thoughts in his eyes: 'Not only a setup right out of porn, but a bunch of money!' You grimace at him in return... not only is this in clear violation of every 'stranger danger' lecture you ever got, even setting aside your obedience to ancient after school specials something about this just seems way too good to be true. But you can see Kevin's eagerness all over his face... no way you could talk him into leaving, even if you could ever talk him into anything. If you leave, you're going to be on your own.\n\n<hr>\n[[Leave.|QOKev1x1]]\n\n[[Stay.|QOKevScheme1x5]]

Errana stands up and shifts her hands to her hips, those big, barely-covered tits wobbling, and your resolve crumbles like a dried-out cookie hit by a sledgehammer. "Um, yeah, I guess we can come in for a bit."\n\n"Wonderful! Step inside, boys," she coos, stepping back and gesturing you inside. The entryway is tiled and elegantly appointed, and leads forward into a living area with ridiculously thick white carpeting and overstuffed leather furniture arranged in a loose circle. Everything's super classy and refined, and you definitely feel a bit out of place in your ill-fitting Scout uniform and beat-up sneakers. Errana gestures the two of you to a couch, and you hop up to sit on one end of it, Kevin sitting on the other, leaving a cushion between the two of you. "I'll step into the kitchen for a bit of refreshment. Be right back," she says cheerfully before sashaying off into the next room.\n\n"Dude! This is amazing, we're totally gonna get laid!" Kevin whispers to you, eyes alight.\n\n"Or poisoned and buried in the basement," you mutter.\n\n"Oh, c'mon, you are such a buzzki-" Kevin cuts himself off as Errana returns, his eyes widening as she hands him an opened bottle of imported beer.\n\n"There you go, dear, that seems about your speed." She turns to look at you and smiles wickedly. "You, on the other hand, seem a bit more uptight, so I think we're going to have to go a bit more extreme on getting you to relax." So saying, she undoes the loosely-tied belt of her robe and allows it to drop to the floor, baring herself to both of you. The only thing she's wearing under the robe are a rather small pair of lacy red panties, the thin straps hugging her generous hips.\n\nYou stare in wide-eyed shock as the nearly naked woman walks over and slides elegantly to her knees in front of you, her huge tits pressing against your legs as she undoes the buttons of your brown shorts and then tugs down the front of your underwear. Your stiff six inches immediately pop free, and she gives a little coo of delight before slipping her red-painted lips down over them, immediately taking you all the way down to the root. You shudder and lean back, letting out a little whimper as she bobs up and down along your shaft before slipping off of it and running her tongue up the underside. She drops down, sucking your ballsack into her mouth and suckling at it, dark eyes rolled up to watch your face as she does.\n\nYou look down at her in amazement, then glance over at Kevin, finding him watching in amazement too... albeit with his cock in one hand and drinking from the beer with the other. You look back down at Errana just in time for her to start suckling at the head of your cock again, swirling her tongue around it in a rolling motion. With that and the way she's gazing into your eyes, it really doesn't take that long before you're moaning and firing off a load right into her mouth.\n\n"Mmm," she purrs as she swallows, then lifts her head. "Virgin boys are so fun... they go off easy, but over and over again," she coos, simultaneously standing up and slipping her panties down, dropping them right onto your still-hard cock. She clambers up onto the couch, leaning down to take Kevin's seven inches in as easily as she took your six. Kevin mmmfs audibly, then shifts around to get up onto his knees, putting one hand on the back of Errana's head as he begins to thrust between her lips. From the happy, pleasured noises Errana makes, she's perfectly happy to be facefucked by an enthusiastic teenager.\n\nYou stare at Kevin and the full-bodied woman... or more specifically, you stare at your friend past the large, luscious swell of her ass and her glistening, smooth-shaven pussy. Emboldened by her slutty eagerness in blowing you, you wiggle out of your shorts and underwear, tossing them and the panties on the floor before getting up onto your knees as well. You squeeze and knead at that generous ass for a few moments before raising up a bit and thrusting into her pussy, starting to pump away at her just as eagerly as Kevin is at her mouth.\n\nOf course, neither of you last long, and you give a soft cry as you dump your second load deep into the mature woman's hot, squeezing, dripping pussy, Kevin restraining himself to a grunt as he feeds her his own load. You worry that Errana's about to scold you for cumming inside her when she straightens up and turns towards you... but it's only so she can bend down and slip your cock into her mouth, letting you fuck her face this time as Kevin unhesitatingly slides into her pussy and starts pumping away. Your exuberant friend even dares to smack her round ass a few times, making her give little squeals of pleasure around your cock that send shudders of sensation all through you. The two of you take turns rubbing over her back or squeezing at her tits, the older woman squirming and moaning with delight at every inexperienced, overeager squeeze of her supple flesh.\n\nOnce you've both given her another spurt of boycum, she clambers off of the couch and onto the floor, laying with her cheek on it and reaching back to spread her asscheeks, showing off her pucker. "Mm, since shy boy got my pussy first, let's let his friend have first go at my ass, hm?" Kevin scrambles off the couch eagerly, taking a moment to unbutton and shed his scout shirt and hat, and wiggle out of his shorts and underwear. Now naked except for his shoes and socks, Kevin angles his well-toned legs to get a good position, then slides his spit-and-cum-lubed dick into Errana's ass, the woman moaning sluttishly as the seven inches of boy dick spread her open.\n\nYou wiggle out of your own shirt and hat, then find a good position to watch from, lightly biting your lower lip and stroking yourself slowly as you watch the two of them. Kevin's fucking her way harder than you'd have the guts to, making her tits wobble where they're resting partly against the carpet and sending impact tremors through her ass. Errana's moaning and constantly gasping out things like, "That's right baby, fuck my ass," and "Yes, use me, use me to dump your load in!" Once Kevin grunts and really does spend his load in her, he pulls out, leaving her asshole gaping just slightly open and dribbling a few creamy lines.\n\nNervously, you move up behind her and push your cock in, making her moan. You can't quite work up to fucking her like an animal like Kevin did, just stroking smoothly, savoring the feel of that silky tightness all around you. You whimper a little, hands squeezing her asscheeks as you pump into her, hearing the lewd squishing noises as you churn up your friend's load inside her. Errana certainly doesn't seem disappointed by the different pace, cooing things like, "That's right, baby, fuck my ass as long as you want," and "Take your time, work that cock in me!" Still, you're soon spilling another rush of cum up her tight rear hole, leaving it smeared and messy as you pull out.\n\nHours pass as the two of you indulge a number of wicked positions with the lusty older woman. You lay on your back, the soft carpet rubbing your naked skin and Errana's huge soft breasts practically smothering you as she rides your cock, Kevin's pumping into her ass, your friend's cock rubbing against yours through a thin layer of hot flesh. Kevin fucks her tits while you pump away between her legs, shuddering as you grip at her full thighs. She even, at one point, does her best to get both of your cocks in her mouth at once, her red-painted lips stretched around your cockheads as she tongues them.\n\nAll three of you are sweating and sticky by the time you start to really come to your senses. You glance at a clock and feel shock and worry run through you, turning your gaze to one of the windows instead. This house has an amazing view... of the sun slowly descending towards a grassy hill. It'll be dark in less than an hour! Apparently noticing where you're looking, Errana stops tonguing Kevin's balls as she jerks him off and smiles at you. "No worries dear. Why don't the two of you get cleaned up and refreshed, and we'll move this to the bedroom for the night."\n\nKevin moans a little, and you're not entirely sure if it's in pleasure or exhaustion. You are pretty tired... and likely to get in trouble if you're not home soon. On the other hand, this has been the most amazing experience of your life... if Errana's not kicking you out, why leave?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go home.|QOKevScheme1x6]]\n\n[[Stay.|QOKevPlaceholder]]

"I'll, um, uh... I'll wait," you murmur bashfully, pretending to be intensely interested in the display case to have an excuse to avert your eyes (and hide your blush).\n\n"Alright, dear, I'll leave you be for the moment." You can hear her moving off a little bit. You feel a surge of gratitude... some people seem to sense your anxiety and try to lessen it, others sense your anxiety and can't seem to help magnifying it, and it looks like the candy lady is one of the former.\n\nAfter a minute or two, Kevin comes bustling up to the counter, holding several white boxes with black lettering that says 'Chocolate Bars'. Wow, talk about generic. He thunks them down next to the cash register and grins at you. "Fifty cents a bar, man, bet we can get-"\n\n"Hi there!" the woman chirps as she slips back in front of the two of you. You can see Kevin do his own 'trying not to gawk' face. You wonder if your own mouth hung open like that. "I was just telling your friend, we're having a free sample day of some of our specialties as part of the grand opening! Would you like to take a few minutes and try some?"\n\n"Well, we're kind of in a hurry," Kevin hedges, his brain having kicked back into gear much more easily than yours did, apparently. "We probably ought to just pay for these and go."\n\nThe blonde pouts just a bit, and looks at you, apparently hoping you'll encourage Kevin to stop and sample.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay.|QOKevScheme2x1]]\n\n[[Go.|QOKevScheme1x3]]

"Um, we do kinda, uh, have to... do stuff," you murmur, gaze downcast. Kevin is, after all, your friend... he's got a little more influence than some random shop employee (even if she does have really amazing... y'know). \n\n"Well, alright. We'll be running this promotion for a little while longer, so try to come back soon!" She makes a bit of a face at the boxes of generic chocolate bars (either at the tiny price or the low quality, you're guessing) but rings Kevin up and gives him his total. Once money's changed hands, she gives a little wave... and a little bounce on the balls of her feet, making her massive breasts jiggle. "See you soon!"\n\n"Hell yeah, we need to come back when we're not busy," Kevin murmurs to you as the two of you leave the store. You're tempted to point out that you're not really busy with anything other than his scheming, which could wait until later (or forever, really), but you keep that to yourself for a variety of reasons.\n\nThe two of you find a nearby (and thankfully rather clean) public restroom to do a quick change in, before emerging in your pilfered Scout uniforms. Kevin arranges the boxes of chocolate for easy access inside his bag as the two of you head back towards the more residential part of town. "Like I was saying, I bet we can get at least two bucks a bar for these, if our story is good enough."\n\n"I still don't know about this."\n\n"C'mon, man! Loosen up! Here, if it'll make you feel better, you choose where we sell 'em!" Kevin throws an arm around your shoulders and gestures towards different streets. "There's [[that mansion there|QOKevScheme1x4]]... rich people can be more generous or surprisingly stingy, you never know. Either way, doubt they'd bother calling our parents on us if they think we're fibbing. Meanwhile, there's the [[middle class houses|QOKevScheme10x1]] over here. Kinda chancy, never know what they'll do, be generous, be stingy, flip out on you, but still pretty safe, they're used to these sorts of things, kids coming around selling stuff. What's it gonna be, bud?"

"Yeah, that's me," you say a little glumly.\n\n"Alllrighty then, let's go let's go, I'm getting paid a lump sum for this deal so the sooner I drop you off the sooner I can get back to getting paid by the glorpnak!" the alien woman chirps, beckoning you on.\n\n"Have a good time!" Ms. Smith calls, smirking just a bit as you follow the pilot up the stairs.\n\nThe interior of the ship is kind of... well, you guess it's fairly fitting for a spacefaring taxi? In fact the colors are even the same browns and tans, the floor a kind of short, dense carpeting, with two long bench-style padded seats running down the length of the cabin and two shorter benches at the back flanking a closed door with a symbol showing something kind of like a toilet and shower. There's a door at the opposite end that's open and looks in on what's apparently the pilot's cabin, which has two very carlike seats in the same cheap-seeming padding and a broad panel with switches and toggles all over it as well as a pair of actual steering wheels.\n\n"Almost got cold feet, huh, kid?" the pilot asks as she takes a pair of mirrored aviator sunglasses out of her pocket and puts them on. She doesn't seem to have ears, some of her hair-tentacles just curl around the earpieces to keep them on. "Happened to a couple of other kids, I heard, but trust me, you're gonna love it at Universe High, a couple of my niephews go there."\n\n"Thanks," you say, managing to suppress your sigh.\n\n"Anyway! Gonna be a couple of days to get there, so just kind of settle in as best ya can. Bathroom's there, foodslot's there, you're basically on free mode with it but still try not to go nuts, huh? Trash slot's there, lights and holo controls there, you're free mode for the in-flight entertainment too, aaaand try to stay out of the cockpit unless there's an emergency. Lessee, anything else... oh, yeah, name's Mac, since we're gonna be hanging out for a couple of days."\n\n"Jamie," you answer, still trying to both process that you're talking to an alien and that you're spending more effort trying not to stare at her chest than you are thinking about that you're talking to an alien. \n\n"Cool, Jamie, well let's get this show on the spacelanes!" she chirps, whirling with a wobble of her chest and hurrying into the pilot's area.\n\nSo. Uh... that's that, you guess. You walk over to sit on the bench seat near the controls she mentioned, and spend a moment fiddling with the screen. You find an option for 'windows', and the walls seem to turn clear above the seat backs, albeit with breaks in them you guess to simulate actually being windows. By that time it looks like you've already left the atmosphere, and you watch Earth gradually getting smaller in the window. 'Oh, NASA Big Book of Space, we're really in it this time,' you think, lifting the glossy-covered book up to eye it. ... Geez, at this rate you'll be able to take phone pictures of some of the satellite images in this.\n\nWell. Seems like everything's been decided, and you're flying through space to go to Universe High. ... Where you will still, apparently, be the weird one. Sigh. But how to pass the time?\n\n<hr>\n[[Read.|QOGH1x4]]\n\n[[Watch movies.|QOGH]]\n\n[[Zone out.|QOGH2x1]]

You're way too much of a rule abider to disobey the signs, but you are sort of curious as to what else the shop has to offer, so you make your way over to the area where there are glass-topped counters.\n\nAs you approach, you realize that the shop apparently provides ice cream, milkshakes, fresh candy, and one heckuva show. Your eyes widen and your cheeks flush at the woman standing behind the counter. She has thick blonde hair, purple eyes, and really big boobs, which are shown off by the low-cut dress she's wearing. (She's also wearing a stereotypical witch's hat, for some reason.) She spots you and grins, leaning forward on the counter, her chest looking like it's in danger of spilling out.\n\n"Well hi! Welcome to Tandy's Candy. I'm Tandy. Nice to see you."\n\n"Uh... yeah," you mumble, distracted by how nice it is to see her.\n\nHaving a bit of mercy and straightening up, Tandy waves a hand at the counters around her. "We're having our grand opening, as you may have noticed, so I'm giving out free samples of some of our in-house specialties! Would you like to [[try one now|QOKevPlaceholder]]? Or would you rather [[wait for your friend|QOKevScheme1x2]]?"

"Now, what's this we've got here?" the incubus coos, glowing red eyes looking you up and down while you remain frozen in fear. He reaches down and grabs the waistband of your pajama pants and the underwear beneath them, hauling them downward and revealing your own limp cock. He laughs softly, his own dick starting to stiffen and rise as he pulls the clothes off and tosses them away. By the time he nudges your legs apart and kneels between them, it's at least thirteen inches long, jutting out in front of him and starting to drip from the tip. You will yourself to try and fight back or at least scramble away, but all you can do is grab fistfuls of the sheets as he slips his hands under your knees and lifts them upward, pushing them apart and forward to lift your ass off the bed somewhat, revealing your bare and vulnerable asshole to him.\n\n"Why, it's a pretty little virgin pussy!" the demon croons sweetly. "Just begging for a nice fat cock. I think we can give it that, don't you?" Smirking wider, he shifts forward, and you feel the slightly slicked-up tip of his dick nudging against your pucker. Before you can force your terror-stricken vocal cords to work long enough to plead for him not to, he's pushing forward and in, your ass stretching slowly but surely to admit him.\n\nDespite never so much as considering another guy's body and having been fully and completely interested in girls for years, the moment that impossibly hot, bright red cock starts pushing into your ass, your own dick surges to life, instantly becoming harder than it's ever been in your life. It throbs and starts dripping as inch after inch of that Hell-prick slides inside your rear hole, a pleasure you can't even begin to describe surging through your whole body at the feeling of being violated by the incubus' member.\n\n"Oooo, what a nice soft pussy this is too!" the incubus practically purrs as he starts rocking his hips, now starting to pull a little of his cock out of your ass before plunging in deeper. "Squeezing around me and begging for more, even if its owner isn't yet! But we'll see!" he adds with a giggle, before licking his lips and starting to fuck faster, driving more and more of his cock into your ass as he fucks you like you were a girl, making your stiff prick bounce against your belly. Your throat finally loosens enough to let sound escape, but to your shame and horror all that starts coming out are moans of pleasure. "That's right, slut, moan as I go balls deep in your cunt," the incubus murmurs in that sweet voice of his, and indeed you can feel his heavy, smooth red balls slap against you as he begins driving in all the way.\n\nHe continues his assault of dirty talk as he fucks away at you, his hips apparently indefatigueable as they drive him forward. His cock is so hot inside you that it feels like it should be burning, but all it feels is amazing, intense pleasure shooting through your body every time he drives into you. You give a cry as the unwanted ecstasy reaches a height and your cock jerks, starting to shoot long ropes of cum all over your belly, chest, and a few spatters even making it to your face, a faint trace of salt touching your tongue. "That's right, my little whore, you love me fucking this slutty pussy, don't you?" the incubus urges as he pounds your ass even harder and faster. "Gonna make you cum again and again!"\n\nAnd you do, once more while he's still fucking you, and then again when he finally cums as well. His dirty talk turns progressively breathier and punctuated by gasps as he drives forward, and then finally gives a shockingly cute cry as he drives forward hard. You can feel a truly insane amount of something thick and liquid and even hotter than his cock filling you, and your eyes roll up in your head as you cum so hard you see flashes of colored light, your cock spurting so hard that the shots hit the headboard of your bed.\n\n"Mmm, good for a start, whore," the incubus says with a contented sigh, pulling his cock out of your now messy and slightly gaping ass. He reaches forward and grabs your shoulders, hauling you forward and forcing you onto your hands and knees facing him as he raises up higher on his own. You shudder as he starts rubbing his cum-smeared cockhead against your lips. "C'mon, now, open up that mouth-pussy, bitch. You don't want me to get upset, do you?"\n\nAnother shudder shakes your body at the ominousness of that, and you meekly part your lips. You gag a little as the demon dick that was so recently pounding your ass slides into your mouth and across your tongue, and then again as he unhesitatingly starts pushing against the opening of your throat. But the demon doesn't bother to wait for you to adjust, grabbing your head with both hands and pushing forward, your throat bulging with the shape of his cockhead as it's forced to accept it. He coos and purrs as he keeps pushing more of his cock down your throat, until finally your nose is pressed against his hairless crotch and his big, heavy balls are rubbing on your chin. "That's it, there's a good girl," he murmurs as he begins thrusting, fucking your throat eagerly, leaving you making gagging noises and drooling at having your jaw stretched open.\n\nThose delicate-looking red hands and their shiny black nails run up and down your back while he fucks your mouth, stroking and teasing you, humiliating you with the pleasure that even that light touch brings. But soon enough he's stroking and squeezing your ass as well, fingers digging into your buttocks. He delivers a sharp smack to one that makes you try to cry out around his muffling prick, your own hard cock twitching underneath you. He makes low pleased sounds as he continues stroking and toying with your butt, occassionally prying your cheeks apart to show the pinkened, cum-glistening hole between. Finally, after what seems like at least an hour of him fucking your mouth without pause, he gives a soft, girlish moan and thrusts forward. You feel the hot rush in your belly, and again your eyes roll up in your head as him cumming in you sets you off, your cock spasming and firing long ropes of jizz across the bedspread.\n\nMmmming lowly, the incubus slides his cock out of your mouth and moves behind you. This time he slides his cock into your ass in one long, smooth stroke, your so recently and so thoroughly fucked hole accepting him easily, making you whimper. He starts pounding into you from behind this time, hands gripping your waist and hauling you back against him. "You like it like this, hm? You like me fucking you like the bitch you are? You like a big fat cock in this slutty cunt of yours, don't you, you little fuck-animal," he asserts, still in that sweet coo of a voice, driving you over the edge into another orgasm.\n\nYou're not sure how long the incubus rapes you to orgasm after orgasm, alternately fucking your ass or your mouth, because at some point your body simply gives up and you pass out. When you finally come to, sunlight is streaming in through the window, feeling like it pierces right to your brain. You wince, and slowly sit up, your body complaining of exhaustion with each small movement. You hurriedly look around the room... no sight of a demon. You look down at yourself... you are indeed bottomless, but there's no sign of the copious amounts of cum the incubus spurted all over you and the bed... just your own emissions, smeared across your skin, the bedspread... the headboard. \n\n... What are you going to do?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to Maya, maybe there's something in the book.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Maybe a priest can help, it is a demon after all.|QOInc]]\n\n[[You can't tell anyone!|QOInc1x2]]

"I..." You realize you hadn't even really thought of what to say when you got to this point, and now that you're here, your head is spinning. Maybe that's because of the smell in the room... that sweet, spicy incense smell seems like it's grown stronger, actually pressing in around you like an almost physical thing. You can feel it stroking over your skin, warm and flickering, making your face flush and your body feel hot and slick beneath your clothes. You're almost distantly aware of your cock going stiff in your pants, unable to really think to hide it as you stare at Alyc, more and more entranced by his beauty.\n\n"I want to be fucked," you find yourself saying, the words coming out in almost a whimper, drawing in a hard breath at the end of them. "I... I want to have cocks shoved in me, I want to be fucked by big, hard cocks over and over and over."\n\n"I see," Alyc replies simply, one corner of his mouth curling up. "Before we continue, stand up and remove your clothes for me."\n\nA rush of humiliation, embarrassment, shock all spills through you... and yet it feels like you can't help but stand up. It's not like your body is so much moving on its own, as... as you're moving it despite all the things that would normally hold you back from doing so. You tug your shirt out of your waistband and pull it off over your head, dropping it aside and leaving your sleek chest bare in the dimly-lit, incense-hazed room, feet slipping out of your shoes and nudging them aside. Your trembling hands move to undo your pants, thumbs hooking into the waistband of both them and your underwear, both slipping down your slender legs as you bend over and step out of them. Straightening up, you stand bare in front of Alyc, breath shuddering softly between your slightly-parted lips, your stiff cock jutting out in front of you as if presented for his approval.\n\n"Mmm. Definitely not bad," Alyc murmurs, looking you up and down without shame. "A lot of directions we could go. Even now plenty of appeal. Now, Jamie, I want you to tell me about how you came about your craving for cock. But while you do, I also want you to bend over and spread your ass to show me the slutty little hole that you want filled."\n\nYou gasp softly at the shock of that... and yet a second later you're turning, bending forward, reaching back, your shaking hands coming to grip your pert butt and slowly spreading it apart, displaying your asshole to the beautiful stranger that seems to be capable of making you do... what you really want to do, deep down. And as you do, you're saying, still in a breathy whimper of a voice, "I took a dogsitting job... and the dog wound up raping me. Except I probably really wanted it from the start... I wanted to get fucked, and getting fucked felt so good. I spent the rest of the time letting him pound my ass whenever he wanted, sucking his cock, and being his bitch." Your cock twitches where it's jutting down below your belly, a droplet of pre falling to hit the floor as you continue to display your pucker for him.\n\n"I see, I see. Already a half-trained bitch, then," Alyc replies with a chuckle. You can hear him rising to his feet, and see his legs as he moves up behind you. You give another gasp as two of his fingers, slick with something, slide inside you and start stroking in a slow circle back and forth along your inner walls, making you moan lowly. "Mmm. Softened up a bit, but still nice and tight. Really rather perfect. Alright, Jamie, I accept you as my property. Get down on your knees and lean forward over the couch so I can use you."\n\n"Yes Master, thank you Master," you whisper, your body still trembling lightly as you sink forward onto your knees and bring your arms forward, draping them ahead of you on the padded couch. You're shaking a bit as you feel Alyc's cock... long and slender to judge by the way it presses and rubs against your pert buttocks. And then he's pushing inside you, making you moan eagerly as his hands run slowly up your hips and along your back. He just keeps sliding in, and in, and in, slender but long, until you can feel fabric pressing against your balls, letting you know he hasn't bothered to undress yet. He's just going to fuck you as a business transaction, taking possession of his new property, something you're ever more certain of and inflamed by as he begins pumping into you with long, elegant, slow strokes, his hands still toying with your body as he does, stroking over your sides, sliding down to tease your nipples, but never touching your own stiff prick as it juts below you.\n\n"Do you know what Honesty's Reward is, Jamie?" Alyc murmurs, his voice just as elegant and even as ever, despite having become a bit richer with pleasure. "A place where everyone is honest about who they are, what they want. They can't help it, their inner desires, the things they want most but would never admit to anyone else, that they struggle not to admit to themselves. But they have to admit it here, they have to yield to it, and the reward for their honesty is being indulged in those pleasures that their deceit, their public mask, denies them. The reward for your honesty, Jamie, is to become my property, and to be used by others for their pleasure... just as you wanted to be," he adds with a soft laugh, finally taking a grip on your hips and beginning to thrust faster, making you cry out and spurt your load against the side of the couch and the floor. Alyc's soft laugh caresses your ears again. "Yes, cum and cum again, enjoy being able to do so as freely as you like this one last time. From now on you will not cum unless I say you can cum, you will not fuck unless I say you can fuck, and your life is mine. So enjoy these orgasms as your freedom passes, pet... you didn't want it anyway."\n\nYou cum twice more before Alyc pulls you back against him and spills into your ass, your eyes rolling and body trembling as your cock spurts and your ass trembles, an orgasm unlike anything you've ever felt before sparking through your entire body and burning away your free will. You're left panting and trembling, feeling empty and the ticklish sensation of cum dribbling down your taint and over your balls, not really remembering feeling Alyc pull out of you. Once you straighten up and turn, you find that he's discarded most of his clothes, his shirt unbuttoned and left splayed open to display his flat belly and sleek chest, his cock glistening and jutting up from his lap, smooth brown balls hanging below it. Obeying the unspoken demand, you crawl over on all fours and lean in, dragging your tongue along the slender, dusky prick that was so recently in your ass. You kiss lovingly at it all the way back down, then start sucking and licking at his balls, cleaning up all the little dribbles of cum that slipped down over them. Once they're glistening and clean, you lick your way back up the length of his shaft, and slide your mouth over the head. Because that's what he wants you to do, you don't stop even as it presses into your throat, just swallowing him all the way down, licking and sucking all the way. You bob your head back up bit by bit, making sure to clean every bit of him as you come up, until you finally raise your head and look up at him, flushed and panting.\n\n"Yes, you're going to be very, very popular here, I think," Alyc murmurs, stroking a hand over your head as tenderly as any master would a pet. "Mm. If you were a bit closer to virginal, I might save you for something more special, but having been fucked so many times by a dog... why don't we introduce you by putting you in the free use room for the day?"\n\nAnd so you spend the rest of the day being fucked by whoever takes a fancy to, anyone just wandering through the club and glances in and thus decides to stuff their cock in your mouth or ass. Sometimes both at once, strange men whose faces you can't quite see in the dim lighting pounding you from both ends, your dick-muffled moans overlapping with the sound of hips slapping your ass and balls impacting against your own. Fat men, fit men, hairy and bulbous or sleek and pretty, with long slender cocks or short fat ones, you don't care, your place is just to service them all. Of course near the end of the day, there's a pair of them that are both long and thick, and you find yourself sandwiched between them, trembling, whimpering, and cumming all over your own belly and chest as they both push into your ass at once, their pricks stroking and rubbing together as they stretch you wide, fucking your tight little hole together.\n\nEventually, with night falling outside, you finish your shower in something of a daze and dress in your clothes again, making your way back to the front. Alyc, still wearing only his open shirt and lounging near the hookah, apparently unconcerned that anyone might enter, smiles languidly as he sees you. "Off home for the day, pet? Well, home for now." He sits up and stretches a bit, then mms. "Don't worry. Being my property comes with certain protections. As long as you speak nothing of this place, no one will question your comings and goings, or any changes they see in you. Mm, let's see... ah yes. I forbid you to cum," he adds, making you blush. "Until further notice. Well, I will make a single exception... the first time you take a new cock in your ass and fuck it, you may cum that way. Once, and once only. And I will allow you to seek out one such cock before you return. The day after tomorrow, at noon. No cumming, no fucking other than that. And don't worry about your willpower, as if you had any... my commands are absolute, you wouldn't be able to disobey if you wanted to."\n\nYou nod sheepishly, knowing it's true, whispering, "Goodbye, master," before slipping out and heading for home. You suppose you shouldn't be surprised when your parents don't seem concerned that you were out all day or that you don't tell them where you were. After all, Master Alyc said they wouldn't, so they don't, that's just the way the world works, isn't it? You eat dinner and soon retire to bed, exhausted by your long day of being used as a fucktoy. Of course, thinking about that soon has your cock stiffening again... and unable to really resist, you reach down and start stroking it. You whimper and writhe on the bed, feeling your cock throb and tremble with aching pleasure in your hand, but of course no matter how much you stroke it, no matter how much you finger your ass, you can't make yourself cum. You eventually force your hands down and manage to go to sleep, but awaken several times in the night, finding your hands drifting down, urging yourself to that sweet agony of the edge without possibility of release. \n\nWhen you finally awake and it's light outside, you huff into your pillow as you feel your cock throbbing, trapped between your belly and the bed. Master Alyc said you weren't allowed to come back to the club and return to being a fucktoy until tomorrow... noon tomorrow! Your lot is to serve him, and no doubt your torment is pleasing him greatly, but it's still soooo hard!\n\n<hr>\n[[You need to calm down.|QOClub]]\n\n[[You need to get fucked.|QOClub]]

Not waiting for a reply it probably knows isn't coming, the incubus kicks aside the sheets and reaches down to grab the waistband of your pajama pants, its own cock hardening again as it strips you, its motions toppling you onto your belly. "Ooo, yes, you were definitely ready for me, had your cute little pussy all bare under there," he coos as he slides in, stiff boy-nipples rubbing against your back as he slides up against you. His cockhead presses between your buttcheeks, and then you can feel him pushing back inside you again. You grit your teeth, eyes rolling up some as your cock surges to life, captured between your stomach and the bed. He sinks his prick into you nice and slow and smooth, until you can feel his balls pressing against your taint. "Therrrre we go. Your cunt's not virgin anymore but it's still nice and tight and squeezing around me," he asserts with another soft laugh, before starting to bounce his hips to fuck you.\n\nThe bed creaks and groans as the incubus fucks you flat on your belly, working your cock against the mattress and making you moan and cry out. You'd think all the noise would attract some attention, and the humiliating thought of your parents seeing you like this flits through your head, only to cause your cock to surge a little harder and your ass to squeeze tightly around the thick demon cock raping it. With the added stimulation of being worked against the bed, you cum much sooner than you did last night, spurting right into the sheets and your shirt. The incubus wrings another three out of you, making you smear the bed and your belly with your own jizz before he cums in you, making you shudder and see white with the intensity of another demon cum induced orgasm.\n\nHe pulls out and, rather than going for your mouth, this time flips you onto your back so he can fuck you like a girl again. This time as you look down, you can see a slight bulge in your belly from his cock pushing so deep into you, your own dick jutting above it. He grips your thighs and starts pumping again, making you moan and gasp, the sounds seeming a little more feminine to your ears than they did last night. "Yeah, you love me fucking your pussy like this, don't you, my pretty girl?" the incubus purrs, his tail lashing behind him as he drives forward into you. His shaft pumps into the load already inside you, making the sounds louder and lewder than before, audible squelching as he pumps your well-fucked hole. "Your cunt's just soooo eager for me!"\n\nYou wish you could deny it, but your ass squeezes around his cock even as he says it, another orgasm racing through you and making your cock spurt again. Your moans and gasps overlap with the demon's even sweeter and girlier ones as he pumps into you and keeps telling you what a slutty girl you are and how much you want his cock. Finally he gasps out as he thrusts forward, the additional load of his cum actually swelling your stomach up somewhat, obscuring the faint outline of his prick, while you're busy twitching, drooling, and cumming your brains out.\n\nThis time once he pulls out, he flops to lay with his head on the pillow, and then rolls you into his lap. He directs your head over his cock, and you put up no real resistance this time at having your mouth lowered onto him. Though he pushes you down, quagging and gulping all the way, his hand is fairly light on your head after that, barely guiding you as you're urged to bob up and down, taking his cock down your throat over and over, your hands resting on his trim belly. "That's right, slut, my cock feels good in your throat-pussy, doesn't it?" he murmurs, red eyes delighted as they watch your head move, your lips spread wide around the girth of his prick.\n\nYou're made to suck... you suck... his cock for at least an hour, since you can see your bedside clock from this angle. The whole time he continues sweetly, almost affectionately calling you a slut, a whore, a bitch, a fuck-toy, asking if your pussy is eager for more of his prick. Your ass twitches a little when he says it, a shameful reminder that no matter what your mind thinks, your body definitely wants him. Eventually he lets out a moan, though this time he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls your head up. His other hand wraps around his cock, stroking it the last little bit to orgasm, spattering most of it into your open mouth but spraying a good deal of it across your face as you writhe and cum again.\n\nAfter that it's up on all fours again. He grips your waist and hauls you back against his thrusts, his heavy red balls swinging forward to slap against your smaller ones. "Mm, I think you like this best, don't you bitch?" he coos, spanking your ass as he pounds away at you, making you cry out again. "On all fours, getting your pussy fucked like the animal in heat you are?" he continues as his cock bulges your belly out with each thrust and bounces your cock beneath you. "You fucking slutty little beast!" he adds and thrusts hard, making you cum again.\n\nJust like last night, eventually the sensation and exhaustion overwhelms you, the world fading to black with the sensation of him still fucking madly away at your asshole. You awaken sprawled on your front, ass slightly in the air, in the same state as yesterday... no actual sign of the demon's having been here, just the appearance of you having had a jerk-off fest.\n\n"Another long night, huh?" your mother asks with a more dubious tone this time as you sit down. Something about the look on her face makes you blush... while the incubus, if he's actually real, obviously was able to hide some signs of what the two of you were doing, you think maybe your mother has still picked up on certain smells and sounds.\n\n"I..." you start, then bite your lip and glance down. You're aware that's just going to make you look even guiltier, but there's not much you can do about it.\n\n"Mm. Well, it's your summer break, I guess," she says after a moment, shrugging and turning back to her cooking.\n\nYou sigh a little. This can't go on... if nothing else, this exhausted feeling sucks, you're going to wind up sick or something. You obviously still can't tell anyone, but what else can you do?\n\n<hr>\n[[Pray.|QOInc6x1]]\n\n[[Stay awake.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Just forget it.|QOInc1x4]]

No... no, there's no way you could possibly tell anyone. The humiliation of it aside, who would even believe you? You'd sound like a crazy person... a perverted, deviant crazy person at that.\n\nYou scramble up and find some cleaning supplies in your room, doing your best to clean up the sheets and headboard, before putting on some clothes and sneaking to the bathroom for a shower. Once under the hot water and soaping yourself up to wipe off the thick, dried cum, you start to ponder your experience. Deciding to test yourself, you try thinking about guys... naked guys, cocks, their asses, everything you've seen in a locker room or just know from your own body. Nothing... your cock remains completely limp between your legs, not so much as a twitch. Then you bring to mind your memories of Maya's sister Baal in her skimpy black bikini. Your cock quickly rises to life, though not as quickly or as hard as you remember it getting last night, but still. Blushing, you at least feel relieved on that score... before biting your lower lip and reaching down, starting to stroke your sud-slick shaft and biting back a moan.\n\nSoon you fire a few long ropes of cum against the shower wall to be washed away by the fall of the water. Still experimentally, you keep stroking, recalling how last night you seemed to be able to cum again and again. But though you remain hard while you're stroking yourself, there's really no buildup, and only a few moments after you quit physical stimulation, you start going limp again. Pretty normal for you, really. Shaking your head in befuddlement, you finish off your shower and get dried off, heading back to your room to dress before heading down for breakfast.\n\nYour mother blinks at you as you sit down at the table. "Honey, you look exhausted. What time did you get to bed last night?"\n\n"Not that late," you reply with a little squirm. "I guess I just didn't rest too well. Um. Bad dream."\n\n"Aw. Well we all have nights like that sometimes. Maybe try to get to bed a little earlier tonight."\n\nBefore the day is over, you've managed to convince yourself that's what it was... just a dream. A very strange... intense... ... wet dream. But obviously one that won't be repeating. Right?\n\nFollowing your mother's advice, you decide to turn in a little early that night, changing into your sleeping clothes and flopping into bed, squirming underneath the top sheet and curling on your side. It's only as you're about to drift off that you realize you didn't leave your underwear on under your pajama pants like usual. Blushing at the realization, you're also a little confused... you never really do that, it can be too, uh, distracting. Still, the last thing you want to do tonight is encourage sexual thoughts, so instead you do your best to relax, and slip off into sleep.\n\nYou awaken in the dark to the sound of a familiar giggle. Your eyes go wide and you twist your head, looking up. The incubus is standing there, legs spread and feet planted to either side of you, his cock dangling down again, but actually looking even longer and thicker than last night. "Ready for round two, slut?"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Eep.|QOInc1x3]]

"More!" you gasp out, breaking down as you just keep coming from that massive cock slamming into your ass. "More, give me more!"\n\n"What's that, bitch?" He actually pauses, grinding his hips against yours and working that massive horsecock around inside you, the bulge visibly shifting in your stomach. "I couldn't quite hear you."\n\n"Please, please, fuck my pussy," you gasp out, squeezing your ass down around his prick all you can and bucking your hips towards him. "Rape my pussy with your big demon dick!"\n\nMaking an adorable satisfied sound, the incubus leans forward, squeezing your hips as he starts pounding away at you again, faster and harder than before. "I knew you loved it, I knew you loved getting raped in this naughty little cunt!"\n\n"Oh fuck, oh fuck, pound my pussy, please," you whimper as he does just that, then give a cry as he shoves forward and pumps a load into you, your back arching hard and your body shuddering as your cock fires several spurts of cum hard enough to hit the wall close to the ceiling. Giggling, the incubus pulls out of you and again flops down on the bed with his head on the pillow. This time you don't wait for directions, rolling over onto your front between his legs. You run your lips and tongue up and down the side of his cock, wrapping one hand around it and not quite able to touch thumb and fingertips together. You lick at the shaft and around the flared head worshipfully, moaning with desire before finally sliding your head over the tip and pushing yourself all the way down, not stopping until his massive red balls are against your chin.\n\nYou suck at his cock eagerly and without his direction, listening to him coo and moan in pleasure as you gulp at it and stroke what's not in your mouth with a hand. And of course when he finally cums in your mouth, your eyes roll up and your body shivers as your cock spatters cum all over the bed. Immediately you pull off of him with your mouth and grab your own knees, pulling them towards yourself and baring your spread, glistening asshole. "Please, my pussy needs fucking so bad!"\n\nGiggling, the incubus moves back into position, sliding that red equine prick right back into your ass and pumping away again, obeying your pleading to be fucked like a girl. You moan ecstatically as that big fat cock spreads you open again, not caring how feminine your moans and cries of pleasure are becoming. All you care about is getting fucked by this wicked, trappy demon!\n\nThough he fucks your ass and mouth for hours again, he stops before you completely lose consciousness, pulling his cock out of your ass and rubbing it up against your much smaller human one. "Alright, girl, listen up. Now that I know you want it, you're going to have to <i>earn</i> my cock."\n\n"E-earn?" you gasp, shuddering at the pleasure of his prick rubbing against yours.\n\n"Mm-hmmm. I think I want you to dress up for me," he decides after a moment, putting a fingertip to his lips. "Some pretty lingerie. And you have to go into the store and buy it yourself." He smirks again as he looks down at you, lifting his cock and giving it a slap down on yours. "And you have to try it on in the store."\n\nEven through the haze of pleasure clouding your brain, that sets off a shock of fear about, well, every single social anxiety you have. "What... what if I can't do that?"\n\n"Oh, I'll punish you, obviously," the incubus chirps. "You're not getting rid of me that easily. Now that I've been summoned and decided on you as my prey, you can't make me go away just by not doing what I tell you. So you'd better get it done, slut. Now, go to sleep."\n\nYou don't realize you've obeyed that little order until you're waking up in the sunlight, blinking. You sit up and glance around... <i>all</i> the mess is gone, and you feel, well, refreshed. Actually, it's hard to remember the last time you felt this well-rested. You slip out of bed and get dressed, heading downstairs. Your mother apparently notices your improved manner, since she smiles as she slides some eggs onto your plate. "You look a lot better. So, what are you going to do today, hm?"\n\n"Uh..." You blink, confronted by the fact that you have, well, something you're supposed to do. Specifically, walking into a lingerie shop... picking out something that would look sexy on you... taking it into the dressing room... trying it on... and then paying for it and leaving. ... And bringing it home and getting dressed in it before bed. You just sit there, thinking of all that, trying to force yourself to give an answer.\n\n<hr>\n[["... Going to the mall."|QOInc1x6]]\n\n[["... Nothing."|QOInc]]

You sigh again. Really, what is there to do? You're just going to have to hope you can muddle through this somehow.\n\nYou spend the day in a tired haze, occasionally catching brief naps. When the time comes to actually go to bed, you find yourself unwilling to bother with getting dressed for it... whatever you wear will just wind up messy with your own cum anyway. Flopping onto bed naked, you soon enough fall asleep, your exhaustion helping you slip into unconsciousness despite your worries.\n\nJust like the last two nights, you awake to the incubus smirking down at you. This time his limp cock is definitely bigger, he's hung like a horse... literally a horse, the head blunter and showing a thick ring around it, a band around the center of the limp thing. His smirk grows as he sees you staring, reaching down to stroke himself with one hand, urging the horsecock to erection, the head flaring further. "You like it, slut? Thinking of how good it will feel in your needy little cunt? I see you're already ready for me. Now roll over and present."\n\nWhimpering, you roll over onto your belly, then raise yourself up on your knees, jutting your ass into the air. Almost immediately you feel that blunt head pressing up against your pucker, and then he's shoving deep inside, bulging your belly up obscenely. Your eyes roll up in your head and your tongue lolls out as your cock gets hard and cums practically in the same instant, spurting long ropes onto the sheets as the incubus starts to fuck your ass with that demonic equine prick.\n\n"Mmmm this pussy was nice and eager for me tonight, just look at you cum," he coos as he thrusts, and indeed every pump of that massive shaft into your asshole seems to send a spurt of your cum out onto the bed. It starts growing into a messy, sodden pool under you as he keeps pumping away, enormous horselike balls that put your small human ones to shame swinging forward to slap against you. "You are a slutty, slutty little girl, aren't you? Aren't you? C'mon, I want to hear you say it!"\n\nYou moan and gasp, your mouth working but nothing coming out other than your whimpers and mewls of pleasure. The incubus pulls out and flops you into what seems to be his favorite position, putting you on your back and lifting your legs so he can fuck you like a woman, pumping into you between your legs. He grins wolfishly at you, watching you writhe and moan and spurt cum over your belly where it bulges with the shape of his infernal donkey dick. "Nothing to say, bitch? Nothing to say about me fucking your cute little pussy from now until eternity?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Please... no more..."|QOInc]]\n\n[["Please! More!"|QOInc1x5]]

Better to be on the safe side, and avoid looking like a pervert. Only perverts jerk off, right? 'Not really' you answer, deciding to go for the short, abrupt form.\n\n'Huh is that so' comes the reply, making you worry you've made a mistake. Then comes the followup text of 'Better be careful, I've heard if you don't use it you lose it 😛'\n\nW-wait... was she really just flirting with you all along? Was that a leadin to hoping you'll... use it? Your mind awhirl, you set the phone aside for now, settling back into bed. You are of course soon after sporting a fairly throbbing hardon, thinking of the idea that Kalli might want you to... use it... or that she's thinking about you using it right now. ... But it would feel sort of hypocritical and weird to jerk off so shortly after telling her you don't. So you do your best to ignore it and settle into bed, gradually easing into a not particularly restful sleep.\n\nYou wake up in the morning though feeling surprisingly relaxed... there's not nearly as much tension as usual, even. ... In fact it's weird how little tension you feel, you think as you roll onto your back. ... Huh, you don't have morning wood. That's... ... you can't remember the last time that happened actually. Frowning just a little, you toss the covers aside, eyeing the flat front of your sleeping pants. ... Actually it seems even flatter than usual. Starting to feel a little afraid, you reach down and hook your thumbs into the waistband, lifting your ass a bit to slide the pants down around your thighs, and seeing... nothing.\n\nYour eyes widen at the sight of your perfectly smooth crotch. Yelping a bit, you press a hand there and feel around. It's just smooth skin all over... there's no soreness or any sense of being injured like it was removed, it's just <i>gone</i>. Panicking a little, you look in and around the bed, flinging the covers around, as if hoping to discover your cock had just fallen off in the night and gotten tangled in the sheets, but... nope.\n\n'This is insane, this can't be happening,' you think as you kick out of the pants and rush to the mirror, trying to get a look. But it's true, your shaft and balls are just... gone, leaving a smooth and entirely hairless expanse where they were. You're still trying to process this when you hear, "Jamie! You're going to be late for school!" from downstairs.\n\n... What can you do? Somehow you just can't picture yourself walking up to your mom and telling her your dick's disappeared. Thinking furiously, you get dressed, staring at your phone as you pick it up. Wait... that conversation last night... could it be?\n\nFar jumpier and more skittish than normal, you make your way through the first half of the schoolday. You don't have any of your morning classes with Kalli, so you'll have to find her at lunch. When the bell rings you race out fast enough for the teacher to call something stern but spineless at your back. Kalli and you usually have lunch in one of the upper story rooms that's supposed to be under rennovation but hasn't actually had anything done on it in two years. You were always worried about being caught in there, but she gave you confidence... and now you can't help but wonder if she's taken something else. You hurry in, finding her sitting in a usual spot, sucking on a pre-lunch sucker. She grins as she spots you, brushing her hair behind her ear. "Hey, Jamie, s'up?"\n\n<img src="images/Kalli.jpg">\n\n"K-Kalli... something weird happened," you decide to start out, panting from your run up the stairs and down the hall.\n\n"Hm? What happened?" She blinks innocently, tilting her head, then smiles a bit. "Did your cock vanish or something?"\n\nYour jaw drops a bit. "You know?!"\n\n"Of course I know, I did it! It's not nice to lie to your girlfriend, you know," she says breezily, twirling the sucker against her tongue with two fingers. \n\n"I... I..." Somehow the question of 'how' gets skipped over in your brain as currently irrelevant, and you wind up blurting, "Where is it?!"\n\n"Oh, don't worry, I'm keeping it safe. Here!" Kalli hops to her feet and brings up the front of her skirt... and you stare at the obvious bulge in the front of her white cotton panties. You continue to stare as she hooks a thumb into the front of them, and your cock and balls spill over the front of the waistband as she pushes it down, now attached to the front of her crotch. Also completely hairless... you wonder if she shaved or if that's just some side effect of whatever she did. "See, I definitely won't lose it this way."\n\n"K-Kalli, I... I'm sorry I lied," you whimper. "I just thought it was a test or something!"\n\n"Well it kind of was but I wasn't trying to trick you into failing, I just wanted to see if you'd say something good. But you lied, so here we are." Kalli giggles some as she gives her hips a shake, making your cock wobble around, starting to stick out as it slowly gets a bit hard. "I told you, if you don't use it you lose it, and now I've got it."\n\n"P-please, give it back!"\n\n"Mmmmm... maaaaybe," Kalli says thoughtfully, tapping a finger against her lower lip as she glances upward. "Obviously, you're gonna hafta make it up to me for lying. Just can't stand lying."\n\n"A-alright, I'm sorry! Honest, I'm sorry! How can I make it up to you?!"\n\n"Hm hm hm. ... Okay!" she chirps, grinning at you again. "I'll give you back your cock on... November 1st! But until then you'll have to do everything I say, whenever I say it, with no talkback or questions. Understand?"\n\nMeekly, you bob your head, trying not to look down at the way one of her hands has wrapped around the half-hard cock jutting from her crotch and started stroking it lightly. "Okay."\n\n"Good! Now, since you're being such a good boy about it, I'll give you a choice too." She grins at you, blue eyes almost seeming to glow. "You can either stay as you are right now, still a boy albeit lacking this oooone little bit of equipment, which means you'll be completely unable to cum for the next month... orrrr I'll turn you into a girl and you can cum as much as you want!"\n\n"A girl?" you squeak.\n\n"Don't worry, I'll make the change subtle... you'll still look and sound enough like you that your usual wearing baggy clothes will hide it. It'll still be on you to keep covering it up though... buuuut like I said, at least you'll be able to cum!" She giggles. "And this time you can admit to me when you masturbate, hmmmm?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay a (neutered) boy.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[Become a girl.|QOSchool]]

"I, um... I thought I'd go to the mall," you answer, trying to keep your voice from squeaking, intensely worried that she'll somehow read your mind and knowing you're going to the mall to buy girl's underwear. So you can wear it. And get fucked by a hung male demon.\n\nInstead all she says is, "Alright, dear. Did you want me to drive you?"\n\nWell wouldn't that complicate things. "Uh, n-no, I'll just walk!" you blurt. Luckily she doesn't notice your nervousness, or attributes it to something else, because you're able to escape soon after without any further questions.\n\nSoon you're walking through the mall, which is fairly crowded, it being spring break and all. You're deathly nervous, but you've come this far, and that's half the battle. You hesitate some when you get near the lingerie store, but luckily it looks like it's not very crowded at all. Trying not to make too much of a beeline for it, you edge on in, soon surrounded by silky, lacy, sexy things and posters of very attractive women wearing them. You almost freeze up again, but force yourself to keep moving, looking around nervously at all the racks and bins and-\n\n"Hi there!"\n\nYou almost fall dead of a heart attack then and there. Slowly, as if facing a surprise firing squad, you turn around. An extremely attractive twenty-something young woman is standing there, wearing a pink silk blouse that does nothing to hide her ample chest, and is in fact unbuttoned to show off a hint of lace-trimmed black beneath it. A tight black miniskirt is below, a nametag reading 'Sheri' clipped to the belt, her legs sheathed in black lace topped stockings. The fact that a hot blonde has 'caught' you in the lingerie store just makes it worse, and if not for the idea of being punished you'd probably bolt.\n\n"Now let me guess," Sheri says, blue eyes twinkling as she looks you up and down. "You're in here shopping for your girlfriend, hm? Your girlfriend who just so happens to be your same size and body type, and has your same colors, am I right?"\n\nIt's clear you both know what she means, but the best you can do is nod meekly. She giggles at that. "Gee, what a surprise! Almost like I've heard this one before!" She leans forward, giving you quite a view down her blouse as she whispers almost in your ear, "Don't worry, honey, I think it's adorable." Then she straightens up. "Now, let's see if we can't find you something. Were you thinking sexy? Innocent? Cute?" Her grin grows a bit. "Slutty?"\n\nStill feeling a little faint, you nevertheless recall the exact word the incubus used. "Pretty," you murmur. "... Something pretty, please."\n\n"Hee, I think we can manage that!"\n\nSoon you find yourself ushered into the changing room, Sheri assuring you that you needn't worry about the various signs about how to wear the lingerie for fitting... she's quite sure you'll be buying these anyway. You stare around at the changing room, still finding it hard to believe you're actually doing this. Your gaze lingers on the lettering on the mirror warning that there may be video monitoring in progress. You hope not, but somehow suspect that at the very least Sheri is on the other end of that camera.\n\nYou take a deep breath, then undress. You stand naked in the little room for a moment, your cock half-hard. You look at yourself in the mirror as you steel your will, then blink. Do you look a little more... girly? You turn back and forth a bit. Yes, your features do have a slightly more feminine touch, you think... not that you were super macho before. Well, probably not surprising, you think with a mental sigh. Then you step into the iridescent purple panties and slide them up your legs, nestling them into position on your hips, feeling the sort of squinchy, sleek fabric rub against your cock and balls, making you just that much harder. Then you pull on the matching babydoll top, one with spaghetti straps over the shoulders and (rather flat, in this case) cups over your chest, and a see-through purple drape that parts in the front. You sit down to slip your legs into the purple stockings, molding them against your skin, and unable to help marveling a little at how your legs look flat-out womanly in them. You stand and look at yourself in the mirror, blushing at the sight... and thinking of how you'll look wearing this as you're fucked by a big-dicked prettyboy demon.\n\nHurrying to get out of the lingerie and back into your regular clothes (but not as fast as you probably should), you head out and to the counter, Sheri ringing you up with a big smile and saying that she looks forward to seeing you again. And so you head home, face brick red, trying to think of the best way to sneak a bag from a lingerie store past your parents.\n\n<hr>\n[[That night...|QOInc1x7]]

You stay in your room most of the rest of the day, not willing to push whatever helpful mind magic the incubus has obviously been using on your behalf. You wile away time on the computer, read, or jerk off while thinking of being fucked by the demon or by your father, until dinner. You clean off and head down, but everyone's quiet, your parents engaging in the usual idle chit-chat, your father acting as if he didn't spend a good part of the morning pounding your cute little ass. You'd almost think he really didn't remember, until at one point you notice him glance at you with obvious heat and desire in his eyes. Yes, he remembers, you realize as you blush.\n\nEventually it's an acceptable time for bed. You wait until your parents' light goes dark, then change into your lingerie. But surprising you this time, almost the moment you've finished pulling up the second stocking, when you look up the incubus is there, leering at you.\n\n"Well well, you really did it," he says in a smug tone, walking over and cupping your chin. "You are quite the promising little slut, girl. Alright, a promise is a promise, especially among my kind. Ask for something, and if it's within my power, I'll give it."\n\n<hr>\n[[You want your parents to be perverts too.|QOInc4x1]]\n\n[[You want to be like him.|QOInc12x1]]\n\n[[You want to be with him forever.|QOInc]]\n\n[[You want to be a girl.|QOInc1x10]]\n\n[[You want a kiss.|QOInc2x1]]

You've come this far. Besides, you have to admit that after all the perverse, wicked things you've done with the incubus so far, the thought of doing something so utterly naughty on your own thrills you.\n\nGetting up, you take off the lingerie and hide it away in your closet again, changing back into your regular pajamas before heading to the bathroom to shower. While undressing, you pause at your own reflection in the mirror. There's more than a <i>hint</i> of femininity in your features now... at best you look androgynous, but more honestly you're starting to look downright girly. Your hair is even longer! It dusts around your shoulders as you move, looking over your shoulder. Your butt seems a bit rounder and girlier too. Your shoulders, legs... you look almost as trappy as the demon does now.\n\nYou shower up, wondering what your parents are going to say. They usually start nagging you to get a haircut if it comes down over your ears too much, let alone this, and overnight. You dress and head downstairs, surprised to actually see your father at the table, in his flannel sleeping pants and a t-shirt, reading the paper. He's a fairly normal-looking but attractive sort of guy... short brown hair, a slight but toned build, glasses, firm jaw and good chin. You definitely used to wish you resembled him more... well, you've gotten even further from that now, haven't you? Oddly, neither he or your mother say anything about your hair, or the changes to your appearance as you sit down to the table. "You, uh, you not going to work today, Dad?"\n\n"Nope, got it into my head to take the day off," he replies, setting the paper aside as your mom comes over with the pan, dishing out eggs for everyone before she sits down herself. "Thought I'd just take it easy."\n\n"Mm." You nod, looking at him out of the corner of your eye. Now that you've resolved to do it, it's hard not to think about it... taking his cock in your hands, stroking it, getting it hard, sliding your ass down over it and bouncing atop him. You bite your lower lip as your own cock stiffens.\n\n"Well, guess I'll go grab a shower," your father announces once he's helped your mom with the dishes.\n\n"Okay, hon. I'll be down here doing chores and messing about if you decide you wanna go out," your mother answers distractedly.\n\n"I'm, uh... I'm going up to my room," you announce a few moments after your father's disappeared up the stairs, barely receiving an 'mm' from your mother. Making sure she's turned away and won't see your jutting hardon in your thin pajama pants, you slip out of your chair and dart up the stairs as well. You slip down the hall and into your parents' room, hearing the shower running in the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, you drop your clothes and head into the bathroom, pausing only a moment to look at your father's outline through the fogged-up, dripping shower door. Then you open the door and step in with him.\n\n"What the... Jamie, what are you-" Your father cuts off in shock, his eyes going wide as you sink to your knees in front of him. But his surprise obviously keeps him from reacting before you lean forward and wrap a hand around the base of his cock, sliding the head into your mouth and starting to swirl your tongue around it. He gives a strangled moan as you start stroking him and bobbing your head, just staring as his cock stiffens. Of course, he's nowhere near as big as your demon lover, but he's still impressively long and thick, especially as he hardens to throbbing between your lips. You keep your eyes closed at first as you bob your head up and down, stroking against the base of it, and rather easily taking your father's prick into your throat, making him give another strangled moan. It's only when you pull back and move down to start licking and sucking at his heavy, hot, dripping balls that you open your eyes and roll them up to look at his face.\n\nAfter that there's not even a hint of resistance, just him moaning as you suck his cock and worship his balls, your hand that's not busy with his shaft rubbing up and down his thigh. He rests a hand on your wet hair as you slide your mouth over his prick again and slide down to the very base, moving your other hand to his thighs as well as you start working your throat around his prick. You can feel him shudder and cum inside you, and while it's certainly not the orgasm-causer that the demon cumming in you is, it still makes your cock throb.\n\nYou suck on him for a little longer before you pull back and stand up. The shower's not very roomy, so without a word your father shuts it off as you step out and head back into the bedroom. You clamber up onto your parents' bed on all fours, and watch as your father fallows you out, dripping, cock still jutting stiffly ahead of him. You watch him hesitate, the desire you've stoked warring with everything else inside of him. Then he steps forward and climbs onto the bed as well, settling on his knees behind you. One hand rests on your ass while the other guides his cock, and you moan loudly as you feel your father's cock sliding inside you. "Fuck me, Daddy, please," you moan as he pushes into you, and you hear him give a much deeper moan as he pushes into you even faster. Once his heavy, hairy balls are resting against your smaller, smooth ones, he grabs your waist and begins fucking away at you, making your own stiff cock bounce.\n\nThere's no point in denying it, you've been thoroughly corrupted by the incubus. You're being fucked on your parents' bed, by your father, while your mother is just downstairs, completely unaware. You moan and gasp out and beg for more as your father pounds your ass eagerly, the shower water soon drying from your body heat, and then gradually being replaced by sweat. It's not that long before he groans and thrusts forward, pumping a load into your ass, and you mewl happily and cum as well, your hole squeezing down around him in an assgasm as your cock spurts onto the sheets. A moment later your father pulls out of you and flips you onto your back, moving into what's quickly become your own favorite position as you lift your legs up and wrap them around him while he slides back into your ass. Unlike the incubus however, your father leans in and kisses you, tongue plundering your mouth while he fucks you like a girl, making you moan and scratch at his back just like one as well.\n\nYour father fucks you several more times, before finally flopping onto his back, cum-smeared cock finally going limp as he pants and gasps, desperately trying to catch his breath. Deciding not to press your luck despite what fun it was, you slide out of the bed and pull on your clothes, feeling your father's cum still dripping out of your well-fucked ass as you head back to the hall bathroom to shower again.\n\n<hr>\n[[That night...|QOInc1x9]]

Hm, the notes did say that what came from other worlds wouldn't always be safe, and for all that it looks like just any old edgy wallhanger... probably better not to take any chances. You close the toolbox and turn the key back to the position where you can slide it out, then try opening the toolbox again. Yup, its contents are back to normal, little shelves and boxes and all. ... Hm, wonder what you could do with a bigger box? \n\nStill, for now this is what you have. You set the black key down on the dresser top and start to turn towards the box of other keys, before you pause. ... The note said the key that was in the box itself was the most important. ... Ohgod where is it?! You panic briefly before realizing you tucked it into your pocket. Whew. ... Wait, you're still in your own room, you weren't in any danger. Okay, time to take a breath, Jamie.\n\nAlso maybe some precautions.\n\nYou find an old dogtag chain and, since the notes said the silver ring was for keys, instead slide it through one of the openings in the top of the key, and then loop it through one of your belt buckles before putting it back in your pocket. There. Not quite ideal, but should leave it fairly usable while making it much harder to lose. Then you turn back to the box, starting to rifle through the keys in it.\n\nYou eventually settle on a few that seem interesting. You leave the black key out because, well, you know it works mostly, though it's a little scary to think of actually using it again. (And exciting, you have to admit.) Next to it you've laid out a shiny purple housekey, mostly because the color and sheen caught your attention. Another key has a roaring tiger head on the top of it, sort of like a souvenir you'd buy at the zoo. There's an older sort of key that has a sort of rough, almost sand-blasted feel to the dark metal and a sort of salty scent to it, definitely making you feel like it went to some kind of beach house. And finally there's something you assume is a key since it has a little thing on the end that looks like it should plug into something, but it's a slender little rectangle made of see-through (what you're assuming is) plastic with little metal threads running through it, making it look more like an isolinear chip from Star Trek than anything else. Another key, rather than normal tines, has a bunch of arrows of different lengths pointing upward.\n\nSo... which one should you try first?\n\n<hr>\n[[The pentagram key.|QOKeys5x1]]\n\n[[The purple key.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[The tiger key.|QOKeys1x3]]\n\n[[The beach key.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[The high tech key.|QOKeys3x1]]\n\n[[The key with the arrows.|QOKeys8x1]]

You admit to being pretty curious about what this one does, and whether it means that the shape and look of the keys is related to where they go or what they do. You pick it up, then glance first at the tool box, then over at your closet door, which also has a lock on it, making it the most obvious door to try a key on. Which one to try this key with...?\n\n<hr>\n[[The box.|QOKeys2x1]]\n\n[[The door.|QOKeys1x4]]

You've gotta see what happens when you actually try one of these in a door, you decide. Walking over to the closet door, you find yourself hesitating, nervous by both the prospect of what might wind up being on the other side, or that nothing might actually happen. You nervously check the 'home' key a few times, just in case, before finally making yourself take a deep breath and then shoving the key in the lock and turning. You hear almost the same loud click as before, and after swallowing hard, you pull open the door to see-\n\n-your room.\n\nBlinking a few times, you stare into your room, wondering how you got into the closet. Then you look around you and... uh, no, you're still in your room. Just that your room is also on the other side of the door too. That's... weird. You cautiously stick your arm through the doorway, half expecting to see it bend back towards you, but no it just goes through. After a bit more hesitation, you step through the doorway and into the other, uh, your room, looking around. ... No, yeah, this is definitely your room. In fact it looks exactly like, well, the one you just stepped out of, right down to the pair of boxes on the dresser and the keys that are laying out between them. It's almost stranger than something entirely alien would have been.\n\nThen something catches your eye, specifically the manga you had sitting on your bedside table. You walk over and pick it up, eyeing the cover. ... Wait, this wasn't a furry manga. You flip through it, but now all the characters are definitely some variety of animal people. Setting it aside, you snag your tablet and try to open it, but find that your thumbprint doesn't work... your passcode does though. All the icons that have people or characters on them are, well, furries. Tapping the Netflix icon, you glance through the movies... yeah, it's not just fictional characters. All the live action movies have animal people too... their faces still seem mostly human but with a few animal touches, and the fur is sleek and smooth in most cases, but uh... yeah.\n\n... You're in a furry version of your own world.\n\n<hr>\n[[Nope, time to go.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[May as well investigate a bit further.|QOKeys1x5]]

"O-oh?" Mary says, looking a little taken aback.\n\n"Well, you said earlier that this castle seems naturally designed to draw in ambient energy and make lewd stuff more effective... seems like with that, a dungeon filled with sex demons makes the most sense," you explain with a slight shrug. "Their powers should be more effective and they should be stronger and recover more quickly."\n\n"Y-yeah, that's definitely true," Mary agrees with a little nod, despite fidgeting in place, her wings drawing in closer around her and tail lashing. "So, uh, you're just gonna summon another succubus just like that, huh?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Sure, why?|QODK]]\n\n[[Not quite.|QODK3x3]]

Thinking about it, going outside here might present weird logistical problems. If it was the middle of winter you might be able to get away with it, but it's pretty hot out there.\n\nInstead you take a seat at your... well, sort of... computer and start looking through some things. It looks like the world is pretty much identical in every way... you're not seeing any major differences in society, other than that maybe it's a little more peaceful, you think? Hrm... might be that there's just so many different species on this world that certain issues don't really get rolling? Well, you're no sociological expert. But yeah everything seems mostly as you know it, just... fuzzier. Out of curiosity, you check on one furry webcomic you know of, curious what their equivalent of furries is, and turns out it's... aliens. Like retro sci-fi aliens, green with antennae, that kind of thing, though as you might expect there are other varieties. You'd probably see even more if you looked at actual furry art.\n\n... Which makes you kind of curious about something else. Doing a quick check around to make sure you're alone before opening your super secret oh god you will actually die if your mom ever finds it folder. Yup, that is... full live action furry porn alright. It looks like some guys have pretty human-like dicks, and others have more animalistic ones... it seems to be on a person-to-person basis rather than a species thing, too. Uh... those are also some girls with some dicks, for sure. You don't remember downloading those... though actually you kiiinda think you recognize some of the pictures? Just that those ladies did not have, uh, those back in your world. Well, you guess maybe you've discovered at least one difference between your world and this one.\n\nThen your heart tries to jump out of your chest directly through your ribs at the sound of a door being thrown open. You panic-close the image and scramble to close the folder as well, trying not to look too guilty as you turn, having momentarily forgotten you weren't just actually illicitly browsing. But instead of seeing your mother in the doorway, you see a much more slender form flinging themselves through the closet door, slamming it closed behind them before flinging their back against it, slumping in place and breathing hard. "Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod," he pants.\n\nYou stare. It's not just the white fur with black splotches, round feline ears, and long, fluffy tail, actually seeing one of these, well, furry people in the flesh for the first time. It's the fact that this snow leopard person is... wearing your clothes. Like, exactly your clothes. The same ones you have on. And he has your same haircut, even if his hair's a soft grey color. And he has... your face, despite the differences. And as you're sitting there staring at him, he apparently finishes whatever panic he was undergoing, blinks a few times, and realizes you're sitting there. You lock eyes and stare at each other in silence for a moment.\n\nThen give identical yelps, you tumbling backwards out of the chair as he scrambles off to the side, apparently reflexively trying to hide on the other side of the bookshelf.\n\n"Don't hurt me don't hurt me don't-!" After a few repetitions the two of you realize you're saying the exact same thing. The initial panic begins to subside, and slowly you get to your feet, the other Jamie leaning out from behind the bookcase, the two of you staring at each other again. Then he scowls. "Hey. What are you doing in my room?"\n\n"I... it's my room! Too! Or... I mean...!" You trail off after gesturing around, then let your hands flump to your sides. "... I mean where were <i>you</i>?" you rebut after a moment's thought.\n\n"... In Alien Jamie's room," Furry Jamie admits sheepishly after a second, holding up a key with a little green alien head on the top of it. "Actually I tried to go outside but someone freaked out and shot at me with what I'm pretty sure was a death ray."\n\n"Gyu," you answer, pulling a face. Now you're extra glad you didn't try to go out, they probably don't have death rays here but still.\n\nNow that the initial shock has passed, the two of you slowly draw towards each other. The other Jamie looks you up and down, then reaches out to gently poke your cheek, making you make a bit of a face again. "What <i>are</i> you?" he asks in apparently sincere confusion.\n\n"Uh... human?" you answer.\n\n"Human... oh wow, that's a really niche thing from like one comic I read once," the other Jamie says, almost seeming impressed. "That's like, way more niche than aliens."\n\n"Thanks," you say flatly, before reaching out to rub a fingertip on his cheek in return. ... Wow he is like super duper soft. "I was just looking at your computer and, well, furries like you are for us like aliens are for you."\n\n"... Weird," furry Jamie says, squirming a little at your rubbing and apparently at the implication.\n\nThen your eyes widen. "Wait, do you think Alien Jamie is in <i>my</i> room?!"\n\n"I don't think so," furry Jamie answers after a second's thought, glancing towards the box of keys. "I didn't see the keys in his room. In fact his whole house was dark, I think maybe his family went on summer vacation."\n\n"That's a relief, I guess. ... Where do aliens go for summer vacation?"\n\n"... Mars, if they live on Earth, I guess?"\n\nBoth of you stand there thinking that over with identical pondering looks on your faces for a few, before furry Jamie shakes his head. "Uh... anyway. Wow, I guess you're really... me. Just... not. Is your world super different?"\n\n"Not that I can see. I mean yours honestly seems a little better, but not super different," you admit.\n\n"Huh. ... Oh, hey, I guess you'd probably wanna look at some photos, huh?" he offers, fishing out his phone and holding it up.\n\nYou blink. "Oh, yeah!" Taking out your own phone, you switch with him. Both of you try the fingerprint scanner, making the same face when it doesn't work... then glancing at each other's hands. Yup, furry Jamie has, uh, fingerbeans. So instead both of you swipe and use the code, starting to look through the photo rolls.\n\nSo here your mom's a snow leopard too... and, uh, not just extra fluffy but kind of expanded in the chest. Your dad seems to be a Husky (so apparently no issues with having kids across species, and it defaults to one or the other? or something). Kevin's apparently either a Labrador or Golden Retriever, you're not entirely sure which, your friend Maya's a panther... these are all the same photos you've taken, too. You do notice that some of the girls in them tend to be better-endowed (come to think of it the guys were too in a lot of the pics you looked at), but that seems to be the only other change.\n\n"Man, this is so weird," the other Jamie murmurs as you exchange phones back. "Everything really is just... the same. I mean almost completely. There was other stuff that was different right away over there, but we seem to be kind of-"\n\n"-identical," you say with him. "Yeah, it's wild. Just... another me."\n\n"Yeah, another me," he agrees with a nod.\n\nBoth of you pause, and then slowly meet eyes for a second again. You're... pretty much absolutely certain he's thinking exactly what you're thinking. The question that's probably been on every horny teenage nerd's mind at least once. It's more just a question of if either of you are actually going to say anything before pushing the thought off forever.\n\n<hr>\n[[Say something.|QOKeys1x7]]\n\n[[Let the moment pass.|QOKeys]]

From the depth and versatility of this trance, you're pretty sure you could alter Maya's entire personality in various ways, just by telling her to act a certain way from now on. That would certainly be the ultimate test of the program's abilities, to change the way she acts for days, or even weeks, maybe months. ... Maybe forever, if you decide to not switch her back. What personality to give her, though?\n\n<hr>\n[[Meek.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Slutty.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Adoring.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Blasé.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Bimbo.|QOSJ]]

Full Awkward kicks in and you sort of wind up murmuring something that's almost words but not really as you look off somewhere slightly to the side of his head.\n\n"Ah-... huh," he murmurs, eyeing you sort of sympathetically... before you notice him make a bit of a face and go scurrying off, in a manner you know from the other side as 'seeing a bigger, scarier fish'. You can feel your back seize a little in panic before you hear the exact sort of voice that would cause that response in you from just behind: female, very pretty, and slightly pouty.\n\n"Aw, he ran off again!"\n\nSort of like a character in a movie that knows the monster is behind them but still doesn't take off running for some reason, you slowly turn around to see who's behind you. And again it's exactly the sort of person you feared... big pretty blue eyes, long, slightly wavy golden hair, fashionable, expensive clothes consisting of a bright pink cardigan worn over a white silk blouse, striped scarf, and blue skirt. And she's <i>looking right at you now</i>. Strangely, there's not a look of contempt on her face, nor is her smile particularly cruel or mean or... actually is she just smiling?\n\n"Hey there! My name's Kalli, with a K and an I," she chirps by way of introduction, because of course it is. It's just... really weird to have someone like her actually introducing themselves to you, and sounding so warm and friendly when they do, as opposed to it being some sort of offense to everything they are. "What's yours?"\n\n"Uh... Jamie," you murmur, more because you feel like you're put on the spot enough that your brain can actually spit that out.\n\n"Hi, Jamie. Do you happen to know Gideon there?"\n\n"... No. ... Sorry."\n\n"Mm, it's fine, I've just been trying to be friends with him for awhile now. But hey, you look fun too," she adds, giving you a winning smile that starts making your heart beat faster in an entirely different way than it was before. "You want to be friends?"\n\n"... uh..." Every part of your learned brain says that this must be a trap, that she's just luring you in to do something awful to you, that the wisest thing to do would be to just mutter 'sorry' and walk away. But... it's such a <i>nice</i> smile, and she smells really good, and she just seems so sincere and sweet and you find yourself saying "O-okay."\n\nAnd thus begins your friendship... well, relationship... with Kalli. It takes you a little while to get used to the fact that someone who's such a blatant Popular Girl type as her is not only paying attention to you in a good way, but doesn't seem to have any ulterior motives, but eventually you do. And she does give you plenty of attention, talking to you, texting you, inviting you to go out places with her.\n\nOf course it doesn't take long for you to fall for her completely, despite your scared little nerd brain telling you it still must be a trap. After that it's mostly your insecure nerd brain telling you that you've fallen for one of the classic blunders... you're in love with a girl that surely only sees you as a friend! Surely all her asking you out to go places with her, going to the movies, having dinner, and... and... wait, what?\n\nBecause part of it is you've realized that she's very affectionate. She's always getting up close to you, stroking the back of your hand, leaning in so that her chest presses against you and feels all soft and pliant through the layers of clothing, even occasionally rubbing a hand along your thigh. Wait, could it actually be she... likes you? The thought of course makes you fall for her even harder, to the point that the warning voice just gives up entirely and leaves you deeply, deeply entranced with her. It doesn't help that she soon starts dancing even more attention on you, giving you gifts, sending you cute and (mildly) suggestive selfies via text, dropping double entendres into her messages and your discussions. Soon you're not only in love with her, but even hornier than the average teenage boy, and mostly for her.\n\nOne night you're laying in bed, trying to think about anything else but Kalli and failing, when your phone bleeps with her text tone. Excitedly, you pick it up and see a text reading 'Hey could I ask you a personal question?'\n\n'Of course' you immediately send back.\n\nOf course, when the reply comes back, complete with cute winky emoji, it leaves you staring at the screen slack-jawed. 'You masturbate, right? 😉'\n\n... Wait what? Is... is this sexting? You always pictured it differently somehow. Is it sexting, or some sort of... close friends of different sexes curiosity, or... ... or what, you don't even know what the rest of 'or what' would be. Wait, is it some kind of test? You've heard some girls hate the idea of guys masturbating and think it's gross... is she checking to make sure you're not a filthy masturbator before she asks you out for real? But, well. ... let's be honest you jerk off at least once a day, so that would be super dishonest to say. The whole thing is kind of wild and stressing you out, what do you do?\n\n<hr>\n[["Yes."|QOKalli1x1]]\n\n[["No."|QOSchool7x2]]\n\n[[Leave her on 'Read'.|QOKalli]]

"I think I'm ready to crash after dinner, Amooya," you inform her.\n\n"Okay, Master! Let's head inside and I'll get cooking!"\n\nThe two of you head into the house and settle into the kitchen, you at the table and <<if $cecicooks>>Cecilia coming in to do the cooking. ... Wearing nothing but her little apron. You try not to stare at her large bare breasts and ass, especially since she's being so efficient and businesslike about it. (Amooya apparently doesn't have any problems staring, and yet is equally casual about doing so.) <<if $kitchen is "base">>She whips up a fairly elaborate hamburger steak... well, elaborate for a hamburger steak, anyway, with some caramelized onions on top and tiny bits of chopped-up green pepper in the steak itself.<<endif>> <<else>>her cooking.<<if $kitchen is "base">> The kitchen's pretty basic and there's not a ton of room, though you suppose you get to enjoy the view of Amooya's butt wiggling as she cooks from closer up. Since the facilities are simple, she winds up cooking you a fairly plain hamburger steak with some gravy on it. It's decent, but you wonder what she could do with better facilities.<<endif>><<endif>>\n\nAfter dinner you head up to bed. <<if $bedroom is "base">>There's not really a lot in here other than the bed and a nightstand with a plain lamp on it. The bed itself is probably slightly less comfortable than your bed in the real world, but it's not <i>un</i>comfortable either really.<<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better">>You take a moment to admire the bedroom's nicely-painted walls and the comfy chair settled in front of the decently-sized flat screen TV. The bed's mattress feels comfy and the covers are soft and warm as you settle into them.<<endif>> You suppose it's a measure of the game mechanics that the moment you actually try to go to sleep, you do.\n\n<hr>\n[[The next morning...|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]]

Eh, let's just take the usual one dose. You don't wanna risk ruining your taste for the stuff forever if it turns out a double dose is nasty, seems much better to just finish out the tub gradually at one dose a night. You glug down the usual shake, then flop into bed, dropping to sleep like a rock after your long day of exercise.\n\nThis time your dream is even more formless than usual... there's just the sort of impression of a dark, wintery night and the sound of running feet and jingle bells and the rattle of harnesses and sleigh runners and the gentle creak of leather and the soft snorts of air from velvety nostrils and the rush of air from powerful lungs. It starts faint and soft, almost subliminal, and then builds, and builds, growing closer...\n\nYou gasp and sit up, aware of feeling hot and flustered all over and the urgent ache of your cock. Then you immediately flinch and turn your head away from a bright red glow in the darkness, who turned on a light?!\n\nThen you realize the light is coming from you.\n\nYour eyes widen as you turn your head back towards yourself. One of the first things you notice is that you kicked off the covers (and apparently your pants) in your sleep and that your chest and stomach... both lean but still showing the fit layer of light muscle you'd developed over the last week... are covered in fur, a sort of soft brown color, though the exact shade is hard to judge since the room is awash with red light. Now that your eyes have adjusted to it, it's not the near-blinding blaze you originally thought of... in fact you can look at it as a fairly gentle glow even if it is enough to illuminate the entire room faintly...\n\n... but it's coming from your dick.\n\nWhich is not just much harder than it's ever been, but is definitely longer and thicker than it's ever been before by a very obvious margin. Ten inches? Eleven? Maybe more? Down at the base of it there's a ring of fur, like a bit of a sheath, but the rest of it is standing up straight in the air... and is where the red glow is from. In fact the light seems to grow just a tiny stronger as your cock throbs faintly, fading back to what it was after. What?!\n\nYou scramble up and out of bed and over to the mirror, staring at yourself. You're... a reindeer?! Or a reindeer boy, rather! You're still about as tall and built as you were before (read: not very) but now have fur all over, your face having pushed outward into a bit of a muzzle that's covered with darker brown fur, closer to the color of chocolate than the pale cream over the rest of your body. Similar darker fur covers your hands and forearms, and your feet almost up to the knees. Your hair has turned the same dark chocolate color, and emerging from it are a pair of... well, fairly underwhelming antlers, having basically a sort of lopsided 'U' shape with a very short forward bar and a slightly longer back one, maybe only about five or six inches on that side (which is still big considering you <i>shouldn't have antlers</i>!!!!). Sort of stunned, you turn around and, yup, there above your pert butt (which part of you can't help but admit looks good with fur) is a short puffy upturned tail that rises to a point almost like a fat Christmas tree.\n\nYour dismay and shock at your situation seems to have at least taken the edge off of your arousal enough that your aching hardon starts to flag and relax... the light fading with it, slowly fading until your cock goes limp over your now velvet-fluffed balls and the light goes out altogether, leaving your enlarged cock merely red-colored as if it had been dipped in body paint. The realization that your dick has apparently decided to announce it any time you get turned on with luminescence as well as more obvious physical signs seems grossly unfair to a teenage boy, you think as you resist the urge to laugh hysterically.\n\nThen one of your elongated, curled, deer-like ears gives a flick. Wait... that's the sound of jingle bells and running feet. Was... that not part of the dream? But you can definitely hear it faintly, and it's getting louder. In fact, it's right outside! You can hear the unfamiliar and yet somehow unmistakable of a sleigh's runners sliding along the snowy and icy street and the rhythmic jingling of a running team, and then a rather jolly voice shouting "Whooooa!" as it all comes to a stop outside with a long, soft <i>whhhhhsh</i> and a last jangle of bells.\n\nYou swallow hard. Could that really be...? You feel compelled somehow to go outside... it's not even curiosity, it's like something inside you is just very insistently urging you to move, to the point that your legs have turned you towards the door of your room and you've taken a few hesitant steps before you even realize it. You make yourself stop... no, this is crazy! Or... a dream or something!\n\n... but that part of you reeeeeally wants to go out...\n\n<hr>\n[[Hide under the covers.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Go out.|QOFreya4x3]]

<i>CLONK.</i>\n\nOf course you're bundled right up and rushed back to the castle, where the finest healers in the city and several other elf cities and even a human one attend your wound. The problem is that while the small crack in your skull and the gash in your skin and everything else beneath is confirmed to have healed up just perfectly, you remain in a deep, troubled sleep, unable to be woken up. Eventually the healers are forced to admit that there is something at play beyond their understanding and that all there is to be done is tend you... you'll wake up on your own or you won't.\n\nAnd several weeks later, you do in fact wake up. You sit up in your massive bed, silk sheets spilling away, your nightdress clinging to your sweating form as your chest heaves. The maid sitting by the bed sits bolt upright just as quickly, letting out a little shriek of surprise, then leaping up and racing out of the room... presumably not terrified, but to go tell someone you're awake.\n\nYou blink after her, still rather fuddle-headed and confused, until you hear a somehow familiar voice.\n\n<i>You have gained XP. You have gained titles. You have unlocked previous titles.</i>\n\nWhat the...?\n\n... Oh. Oh <i>fuck</i>. You remember. You remember everything.\n\nYou remember being Jamie Kinsington, a teenager from Earth. You remember encountering a lewd demon (oh FUCK!), and you remember screwing up his directive and getting turned into a goblin. And you remember being a goblin! You even remember-\n\n"BABY!" the very elf that cut you in half screams in delight as she throws open the doors and bursts into the room.\n\n"AAAAAAAAAAAAA DON'T KILL ME!" you shriek, diving under the covers.\n\nPrissielle... your mother... blinks several times, before rushing over to the bed and gently rubbing the little shuddering lump you've made of yourself under the covers. "Oh honey, I'm not mad at you. I'm just so glad you're okay, after hitting your head on that rock."\n\n... Oh. Oh duh.\n\nYou slowly peek out of the covers, then sit up and let yourself be enfolded in her arms. (Which is just a little awkward now that you can remember lusting over her chest when you were a goblin, and now you're being pressed tenderly against them.) You squirm a little at the thought, and she leans back, resting her hands on your shoulders. "Honey, are you okay?"\n\n"Y-yes... I'm fine," you assure her. "My head's just still... spinning a little," you add, which is true enough.\n\n"Well then you just rest again, sweetheart," she urges, pressing you back onto the pillow. "I'll have the healer-"\n\n"Er, I really think I'm fine, Mama," you reply, finding yourself saying it easily enough. "I'd just like some quiet to rest in for now."\n\n"Oh! Oh, of course, baby, whatever you say," she assures you, leaning forward to kiss your forehead, then your cheeks, then your nose, then your forehead again before she gets up and bustles out, closing the doors after herself.\n\nYou huff, and relax fully back on the pillow. You really do feel like you need to get your head on straight, a little. It's not as confusing as it could be... you do still feel like and remember being Primielle pon Dering first and foremost, that feels like "you" the most, you suppose. But you do remember everything about being Jamie, and about being a goblin, too. Those lives kind of feel like... dreams? But really vivid dreams? Except you can already feel some of the influence of them seeping into you... well, you suppose a vivid dream could do that.\n\n'I'm Prim... I'm also Jamie... and a goblin,' you think, frowning up at the ceiling, raising a hand up to look at it, flexing. Your nails are still perfectly trimmed and gorgeous... a combination of elf-ness and no doubt having been carefully tended while you were unconscious. And you remembered when you heard that voice say the thing about XP...\n\nAt the thought, your character menu pops up. You blink at it... you didn't really intend to summon it, but there it is. Except now it's different than usual. Before the only title you had was [Elven Princess], and you had a luck of 'C'. (Your parents had always been a little huffy at one of your unchangeable stats being purely average.) But now...\n\n'Name: Primielle pon Dering\nSpecies: Middle Elf\n\nStrength: D\nMental: B\nAthletics: B\nMagic: A\nCharisma: A+\nLuck: S\n\nTitles:\n[Elven Princess]\n[Reincarnator]\n[Spark]\n[Fool's Death]\n[Another Chance]\n[Rememberer]'\n\nYour Luck went up?! Actually it went up a <i>lot</i>, which is strange. Most of the other stats can change a little, usually by one or maybe even two letter grades, without leveling up (which is usually a combination of maturing physically and gaining XP) or evolution (which is rare outside of monster species) but you usually keep the Luck you're born with... for your Luck to jump from C (okay actually it was C- you fibbed to your parents and tutors a little) all the way to S and without you even leveling up, let alone evolving? That's unheard-of! And look at all those titles!\n\n... Oof, look at one of those titles. ... Yeah okay fair cop.\n\nAnyway, you guess that confirms you are still Primielle pon Dering, even if you feel a bit different and have a lot of other memories. Some of them pretty lewd...\n\nAt that thought, you glance down at yourself. Your nightdress is thin and soft, and currently clinging to your lithe little body enough to turn just slightly transparent.\n\n<hr>\n[[Nope nope nope don't even look at yourself!|QOElf]]\n\n[[... Well it <i>is</i> your own body, y'know...|QOElf]]

"Mmm, I want all the other boys at school to turn into slutty little feminine bois too," you moan softly, just before leaning in to flick and stroke your tongue at his sack, then kissing up his shaft. "I want them all to become cute cock addicts with limp little cocks and trembling eager boypussies."\n\n"Oooo, that's a tall order! But that would be sooooo much fun and bring so much corruption energy! Alright, girl, since you've done so well for me so far and gotten me so much energy already, I'll grant this wish for you... if it goes well, you'll get one more request before it's all said and done!"\n\nAfter a by now usual night of getting fucked, degraded, abused, and enjoying every moment of it, you fall asleep, to rise in the morning and get ready for school, heading off after a breakfast of cereal and sucking off your father. You're not terribly surprised (but very pleased) that when you get there, one of the male teachers pulls you into an empty classroom, bends you over a desk, and pushes his lubed-up cock into your ass, pumping away at you as you moan and squirm. But as he's fucking you, he explains just why you're there... and you grin even wider amidst your eye-rolling assgasm.\n\nWhen it's time for first period, Mr. Maclearan stands up from his desk and moves to the side of it to address the class. He's also one of the teacher-coaches, a fit black man only starting to get a slight "gym teacher gut" as he gets within spitting distance of middle age, but still overall quite toned and handsome-looking. (And, as you learned earlier, with a wonderfully long, thick, stiff prick.) "Now, class, I want to announce some changes coming up here at school," he says, looking over the whole class. "Starting soon, this school will not permit males to attend."\n\nThat sets up a shocked murmur from the students, which Mr. Maclearan lets go on for a moment before saying, "Quiet," in a firm tone that is quickly obeyed. Probably more quickly than should be possible even for him. "Now, along with this change, we'll also be implementing a uniform code. Jamie has graciously agreed to show off the new uniforms, so come on up Jamie."\n\nGrinning, you pop out of your seat and flounce up to the front of the room, practically skipping so that your red plaid skirt bounces and swishes. You're getting plenty of stares, probably from a mixture of your even more blatant crossdressing than before, but likely also because you're acting so exuberant, entirely unlike your old self. You swing your arms a bit to draw some attention to the short-sleeved white blouse, lifting your legs a bit as you get to the front of the room to show off the white thigh-highs and saddle shoes you're wearing, finishing off with a twirl that flares out your skirt and shows a flash of your white cotton panties, the whole class gawking at you now. Ah, attention always felt awful before, but now knowing that soon every other boy in here... well!\n\n"Uh, why are you... having a boy... I mean, I guess he's a boy," one of the students mutters. "Show off the new girl's uniform? And what about the rest of us <i>actual</i> men, y'know?"\n\n"I'm glad you asked, Jenson. Why don't you come join us at the front of the room," Mr. Maclearan replies, beckoning the bow with close-cropped blonde hair up. Jenson looks leary, but stands and makes his way up to the front, where Mr. Maclearan asks, "And you're dating Miss Munroe, correct?"\n\n"Er... yeah."\n\n"Miss Munroe, would you join us too please?" Once the equally blonde and equally cheerleader is standing next to her football player boyfriend, the teacher continues. "Alright, first of all, Miss Munroe, we want to demonstrate that the uniforms will fit properly no matter what. So if you would, go ahead and strip down so that you can change."\n\nLeslie Munroe's jaw drops, and she stares at Mr. Maclearan with wide blue eyes as if unable to comprehend what he just said. Then she just gives a sheepish little bob of her head and starts unbuttoning her own blouse as the class stares in amazemet, Jenson looking back and forth between her and the rest of the class helplessly. Her blouse hits the floor, followed by her bra, largeish teenage tits jiggling as she undoes her skirt and drops it, followed by pushing her pretty purple thong down. She stands there in obvious embarrassment, naked in front of the class for long moments, as if waiting... then, again with a sheepish look on her face, bends down to untie her shoes, bare ass wiggling in the air as she gets them and her socks off.\n\nYou can see that most of the boys in the class, including Jenson, are hard by now, and can't help but lick your lips. It's almost a shame~, but then what comes next is sure to be fun. Mr. Maclearan directs Leslie to the box at the wall, having her walk over and bend to retrieve the uniform items from it, showing off her bare pussy and puckered asshole for the rest of the class to see, before she redresses in a uniform identical to yours. "There, you see, no need to worry, grabbing any random uniform from the box fits perfectly," Mr. Maclearan asserts once the blushing teenager is standing attired in her new uniform. "Now, as to the disposition of the 'men' currently attending school here. Jenson, if you would, remove your clothes and then bend over my desk."\n\nJenson looks even more shocked than Leslie did... but like her he seemingly can't disobey, stripping out of his jersey and jeans, stepping over to the desk barefoot and then bending forward over the desk, baring his own butthole to the class, his now slightly flagging cock and balls hanging down between his thighs.\n\n"All males currently attending Deviville High will instead be converted into 'bois'," Mr. Maclearan announces as he undoes his own pants and pushes them down, straightening up to reveal his own jutting hardon, which already puts Jenson's and probably any other boy in the class's to shame. "Over the next few days, every single one of you will be fucked in the ass until your masculinity is completely and utterly destroyed. So to make a nice learning experience of that, please make sure to pay attention to Jenson here as I fuck him into a boi. Miss Munroe, if you would be so kind as to give me a spit-lube job so I can slamfuck your boyfriend in the ass?"\n\nLeslie's mouth opens and closes several times... before she nods meekly and moves to kneel in front of the teacher, resting her hands on his bare thighs as she leans in to place her mouth on his shaft. The entire class watches in rapt silence as she slurps and licks noisily at it, the sounds obvious and lewd since she's trying to apply as much saliva to the thick, dark pole as she can. You watch Jenson's cock alternately stiffen and soften slightly as his teenage brain wars with getting turned on by being naked in public and listening to the sound of a blowjob, and the knowledge that those sounds are his girlfriend blowing another man who's about to fuck him in the ass. But Leslie dutifully does her best to apply a thick layer of spit-shine to Mr. Maclearan's cock, until he finally steps over and positions the dripping tip of his prick against Jenson's pucker, the football player's body stiffening.\n\n"Now, what you're observing here is 'stage one'," Mr. Maclearan says in a perfect classroom lecture tone as he pushes his dick into Jenson's ass, the muscular boy grunting and gritting his teeth as that long black cock slides deeper and deeper into him, spreading his straight, virgin asshole open wide around it. "You'll notice that Jenson's cock will have gone completely soft by the time my balls touch his," the teacher continues as he continues his steady push forward. "This is because Jenson is, after all, a straight male. Now, during Stage One, he will begin to experience some pleasure from me fucking him in the ass," Mr. Maclearan continues as he begins pumping his hips, stroking his prick into the boy beneath him, Jenson grunting a bit with every stroke and giving small, struggling squirms against the desk even as he's not actually being held down. "This will cause Jenson deep feelings of shame and humiliation. This is completely normal, and you should not be worried if you experience similar ashamed feelings of enjoying being fucked in the ass by another man during Stage One."\n\nMr. Maclearan straightens up, starting to put more strength and speed into his thrusts as the entire class watches him pounding one of his football players in the ass, with said football player's girlfriend of course having the most close-up view... though from the small wet trickle you see slip down her thigh from under the short little skirt, you think she might be enjoying the view almost as much as you. "Now, you will begin to notice a change in Jenson's vocalizations," Mr. Maclearan says as Jenson's grunts indeed start to sound more and more like moans, and his motions start to look more like eager wiggling. "This means Jenson has entered Stage Two of the process, which can be most easily distinguished by the change in his dick." Indeed, Jenson's cock has steadily started to harden again, once more growing long and thick and jutting beneath him, bouncing and swaying around from the impact of Mr. Maclearan's hips against his toned ass. "At this point, Jenson has become completely and totally homosexual, as well as a dedicated 'bottom' as it's typically called. What that means is that Jenson's interest in women has been obliterated, and he can only derive sexual satisfaction from being fucked in the ass by other men. Note how Jenson moans even louder as I inform you all of what a cock-hungry gay slut he's become, and how he begins bucking his hips back against me in an effort to take more of my dick. At this point, Stage Three isn't far behind, and you can easily observe its effects for yourself."\n\nIndeed, soon after the changes begin. Jenson's muscle tone begins to fade and become indistinct, his shoulders becoming less broad as his arms and legs gradually become more slender and sleek. His body hair grows thinner, finer, and gradually disappears, leaving Mr. Maclearan's large, dark, hairy balls slapping against soft, smooth, pale ones. Jenson's close-cropped hair begins to grow out even as he slowly loses several inches of height. His moans, which had already grown a little higher and sweeter during 'Stage Two', rapidly start losing any hint of masculine depth to the tone, growing utterly girly as he bucks back against the big teacher's fucking during his transformation. His stiff cock quickly begins to shrink as well... not only gradually growing soft, but actually getting smaller, until it's swaying limp beneath the squealing, wiggling little bitch-boi as that fat black cock pounds his pretty, pert ass. Mr. Maclearan grunts as he thrusts forward, balls lifting visibly as he stays pressed in for long moments, before finally pulling back and stepping aside, showing off Jenson's altered body and jizz-smeared, cum-dripping asshole. "Miss Munroe, if you'd be so kind as to clean up Miss Carraway's hole?"\n\nLeslie swallows, legs looking shaky and several more obvious streaks of arousal having run down her thighs as she moves over to lean down and start swirling her tongue over Jenson's well-fucked asshole, dutifully licking up every drop of the teacher's cum she can find. "Now, Miss Carraway, if you'd straighten up and face the class? Very good. Now, Miss Munroe, please do your best to arouse Miss Carraway's pathetic little cocklet, to demonstrate how pointless it is to the class?" She blushes, but does as ordered, leaning in and starting to suck at Jenson's smooth balls and soft cock, obviously doing everything she can that she probably knows Jenson likes... or rather, used to like. But Jenson only squirms, actually making a bit of a face... you can tell he's a little shocked by just how little lust he's feeling for his former girlfriend, and his cock refuses to respond, even when Leslie sucks both his shaft and balls into her mouth at once. \n\n"Alright, Miss Munroe, you can return to your seat. Miss Carraway, please put on a uniform and take your seat as well." The stunned class continues to watch in silence as Jenson makes his way over to the uniform box, bending over and showing off his now clean and slick asshole to the class, pulling out a pair of panties and stepping into them, his tiny limp dick and balls making a barely noticeable bulge in the front, before he sheathes his slender legs in stockings, stepping into some saddle shoes as well. Then on goes the blouse and skirt, before he finally clips a little hair deco with the school mascot on it into his bangs. "Jenny Carraway, present and accounted for," Mr. Maclearan announces as the newly-made boi makes his way back to his seat. "Now, obviously we'll also need to go over new regulations, like how it's a student's duty to service any stiff cock they see. But for now, we'll continue getting everyone brought into compliance with the new uniform code. Next up, Keenan and Larinda, please come up to the front of the room."\n\nYou smile, enjoying your privileged vantage point as one after the other, young men are summoned to the front of the room, reluctantly complying with the order to strip and bend over the desk to be fucked into mewling little bois... but only after their girlfriend, if they have one, has stripped in front of the class and serviced the cock about to fuck them with her mouth. Of course not all the boys have girlfriends, but Mr. Maclearan seems good at picking out girls that they have crushes on, or just might be attracted to, to participate in their sissification. Of course, Mr. Maclearan can't get to every boy in the class before second period... but of course in second period Mr. Andrews picks up right where he left off with a fresh class of boys, and you're very pleased that he breaks a bit of protocol to let you be the one to eagerly spit-lube him up so he can fuck the manhood out of your best friend Kevin.\n\nThe process does indeed take a few days, and sadly on those nights the incubus doesn't visit you, so you just try to fuck your father a bit extra to make up for the lack of nighttime romps. But eventually the entire student body is going around in the little almost Catholic schoolgirl-esque uniforms, the actual girls as well as the cute, blushing bois, who often find themselves being bent over at random by any male teacher, administrator, or security guard that sees them... though you did notice that on the last day before everyone got converted, most of the remaining actual boys had apparently decided 'fuck it' and were bending bois over as well, frantically pounding their stiff, straight cocks into those eager little gay assholes.\n\nYou're actually a little relieved when the incubus does indeed show up again, and soon he's grinning down at you as you tongue-bathe his balls. "Well working that amount of reality alteration really took it out of me for awhile, but it was definitely worth it. Since it was a mortal wish, I was even able to set it up to be expanding."\n\n"Expanding?" you ask, briefly lifting your head to blink at him, before pressing your mouth back to the root of his shaft again.\n\n"Mm-hmmm! What started at your school will spread to other ones. Soon every school will have their male teachers fucking the male student body into being cock-hungry panty-wearing bois... probably take way longer at some schools than others, but anything that counts as 'class' will eventually get it! Well, I set it up so that at random about fifteen eprcent of males will get all the leftover masculinity, turning them into alpha fuck-machines. Gotta have someone left to pound boipussies and knock up girls to perpetuate the species! Althoooough, that brings me to my next question! Your final wish, girl!" The incubus giggles a bit, stroking your hair. "So why don't you make it about the disposition of the girls?"\n\nAh, that's right... you had noticed that all the girls at school seemed very sexually frustrated lately. Sometimes the teachers will bend them over as well, but even then they only seem to get fucked in the ass or told to put their mouths to work. You suppose that it would be fitting to use your last wish to make sure the girls get some lewd fate too, especially if it's one that will spread out to the rest of the world. (It sounds like the incubus will avoid anything that would result in humanity not being able to propagate though... probably because then he'd lose out on all the energy he apparently gets from this lewdness.)\n\n<hr>\n[[The girls should become bois too.|QOInc]]\n\n[[The girls should get to assfuck bois too.|QOInc]]\n\n[[The girls probably don't want to live on this planet anymore.|QOInc]]

"Honestly, I... really liked both," you admit, the color on your cheeks darkening further. "I... could definitely stand to try more stuff from, um... b-both perspectives."\n\n"Oho? We've got a developing full switch on our hands, huh?" Gideon snickers a bit, looking over at you with a thoughtful grin. "Hm, and how do you feel about... y'know?"\n\n"Ah... 'y'know'?" you ask, blinking.\n\n"Well I think we can safely say at this point you like guys," he says with a snicker, making you grin sheepishly. "But what do you think, do you still like girls too?"\n\nHuh. You... yeah, obviously if you liked sucking a guy's dick, and getting fucked by him, Gideon's right obviously you're into guys. You hadn't really considered whether things had... changed, or just been revealed or whatever, but now you take a moment to think about it. <i>Are</i> you still into girls?\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh yeah.|QOGid2x5]]\n\n[[... Not really?|QOGid3x1]]

"Pretty sure I still like girls, yeah," you admit... is that the right word? Well, whatever, you say it. You hesitate briefly, then declare into the air above the bed, "Boobs are awesome."\n\n"Y'know I like ninety percent prefer guys but boobs <i>are</i> awesome," Gideon agrees in a philosophical tone, nodding solemnly as he gazes upward. Then he perks up some, propping himself up on his side as he looks at you. "Hey, you wanna go to a sex party?"\n\n"... Wait, what?" you ask with a blink, turning your head to look at him.\n\n"I am well-connected in the sex scene around here my friend," he says, not a little proudly as he grins at you. "And I happen to know that every Halloween there is a big party for the high school and college set. Students only, bisexuals only."\n\n"I... dunno, seems kind of a big jump from my first time tonight to my first orgy tomorrow," you hedge, squirming a bit in place.\n\n"Sex party, not orgy," Gideon corrects solemnly. At your 'seriously?' look he smirks. "There's a difference!"\n\n"Bull."\n\n"There is! An orgy is where you go and everyone's doing nothing but fucking everyone else! A sex party is an actual party, but people are also having sex." At your still dubious look, Gideon presses, "Look, everyone's gonna be wearing masks or facepaint, and no one uses their real names. So it's not like you're gonna get called out or embarrassed or anything, and no one's gonna make you do anything you don't want to. It'd definitely be a way to do a lot more... let's say, experimenting. If you wanted."\n\n<hr>\n[[Well. Okay.|QOGid]]\n\n[[... Pass.|QOGid]]

"I... I mean, I might be... kinda curious," you whisper, still feeling heat in your cheeks and even your ears as you squirm in place, looking over at him.\n\n"Yeah?" Gideon practically purrs, crawling along the couch towards you, not moving very fast and yet it feels very sudden when he's up close to you, bringing his face in close to yours. "Curious about doing stuff with another guy?" he whispers, eyes fixed on yours.\n\n"... yeah," you breathe, swallowing hard.\n\n"'Kay, well... let's do something about that." Which apparently means, he's going to kiss you, since he leans in and does exactly that. His lips press against yours, eyes drifting closed as he leans in towards you.\n\nOkay so your first kiss and it's... a guy. And like maybe your best friend. And this is very weird, except it's a really nice kiss and his lips are really soft and smooth on yours and you kind of just put your hands on his lower back and kiss him back. Which you're not <i>too</i> sure how to do but he's not complaining, actually he's just continuing to give you short but sort of lingering kisses, not very deep and not very forceful but oh hey yeah that is his tongue flicking against your lips, and you're opening your mouth and his tongue is inside your mouth and wow there is just a lot going on here all of a sudden because you said you were curious whew.\n\nAnd then Gideon's shirt is coming off and this feels very real, and you're also just a little scared but he's kissing you again and your hands are on his back again but this time they're on his skin and somehow that is really really exciting. And then he's stopped kissing you and your shirt is coming off and he's kissing you again and now his hands are rubbing up and down your chest and just whoa that feels really good but also a little scary and you're having trouble keeping up with everything. You just know his hands feel really nice touching you and these kisses are also really good and his tongue tastes like those strawberry candies he's always sucking and you are really really hard.\n\nAnd then he's taking you by the hand and saying the two of you should go up to his room so you're following him up to his room and you're pretty sure that you're going to have sex with him there and oh wow you are going to have sex with Gideon. Once the two of you are in his room he turns towards you and kisses you again, but this time he's undoing your pants and pushing them and your underwear down, and then he must be undoing his own because then he's pressing up against you and his smooth warm chest is on yours and his cock is pressing up against yours and his hands are sliding up and down your back and your hands are sliding down his and oh hey squeezing a butt actually feels really nice.\n\nYou mmf just a bit as you're nudged to sit down on the side of the bed, the bit of a drop and bounce sort of jarring you out of the dazed state you'd been in. You watch with wide eyes as Gideon sinks to his knees in front of you, hands lightly pushing your thighs apart to make room for himself between them. Your next breath is shuddery and uneven as his tongue slides up your stiff shaft, lips brushing along it as he does. It's still pretty surreal, sitting here on the side of your friend's bed, watching him kiss and lick your cock while those big brown eyes of his look up at you. You bite your lower lip and twist your hands in the sheets as he slides his mouth over your cockhead, his eyes slipping closed as he apparently concentrates on what he's doing. And he's doing... wow it feels so good, his tongue's just everywhere even as he's moving his head up and down, taking more and more of you in, and you feel like you're both right on the edge of cumming and like you could just enjoy this for hours.\n\nBut before you can find out which it is, Gideon raises his head and instead reaches over to the bedside table, opening the drawer and pulling out a tube and squirting some clear, thick goo into his palm. You shiver a little as he smears the coolish stuff all over you, leaving a noticeable layer of it over your cock, before he climbs up onto the bed. Settling on his knees, he leans forward and hugs the pillow up under his head, wiggling his ass in obvious invitation, stiff cock swaying as it juts beneath his belly. Swallowing, you get up behind him, trembling a little as you guide your lubed-up tip to his pucker. "Uh... do I just...?"\n\n"Go kinda slow at first," Gideon replies, grinning over his shoulder at you. "But once you're all the way in you can fuck me however you like, even if it's pretty hard." \n\n... Well okay then. Swallowing, you push forward, actually slipping off the first time before you manage to get back in position. This time Gideon's pucker spreads open and you sink inside of it, gasping loudly at the feel of it so hot and tight around you, feeling like it's practically sucking you in. Gideon giving soft, cooing moans as you push deeper into him certainly doesn't hurt. You just keep feeling him around more and more of you, and then your hips are pressing up against his butt. You take a few moments to just breathe hard, gasping a bit, before gripping his waist and starting to thrust. You're a bit uneven at first, just trying to figure out the motions, but soon you're pounding into him hard and steady, your balls slapping against his as he groans pleasurably beneath you.\n\n"Mm, fuck me, fuck me Jamie, fuck my ass fuck me," he moans out, rocking his hips back against you eagerly, your brain quickly overheating and putting you in a different dazed state entirely, one that's all about the feel of Gideon's ass gripping around your cock and the slap of skin on skin and his lewd, suddenly much sweeter and lewder voice in your ears begging for more of your cock. You lean forward over him more, putting more of your body into your thrusts, desperate to just fuck that hot hole as much as you can and then it's squeezing around you and Gideon's making the <i>sexiest</i> fucking noise and you're giving a cry as you cum in him, your hips grinding against his ass as you empty your balls deep inside him, your whole body shuddering.\n\nAfter a few moments you sit back on your heels, gasping a little at the feel of your still half-hard cock sliding out of him. You look down, head spinning, processing the sight of your friend's spread asshole with your load dribbling down his taint, his own still-stiff cock with a long ribbon of cum dangling from the tip, little puddles of it dotting the sheets. Then Gideon's getting up and turning around and kissing you again, and you shiver as you both cool down and feel some of the intensity ramp up.\n\n"Mm, definitely not bad for a first time," Gideon murmurs, grinning at you as he draws back some, his arms draped on your shoulders. "Curiosity satisfied, or did you maybe wanna try some other stuff too?"\n\n"Ah... other stuff?" you ask, voice a little faint.\n\n"Mm-hmmm. I mean... I'm uuuuusually a bottom. But! You are super cute and I do wanna let you try out whatever you wanna try out, sooooo... if you wanted..."\n\nO-oh. That's what he means.\n\n<hr>\n[[Curiosity sated.|QOGid]]\n\n[[... Maybe you're still curious.|QOGid2x3]]

"Um... m-maybe I'm... still a little curious," you murmur quietly, teeth gently worrying your lower lip as your gaze wanders down towards his stiff cock rubbing against your only slightly softened one.\n\n"Mmmm, yeah?" Gideon grins as he reaches down, wrapping a hand around both of your cocks and rubbing himself against you a bit more deliberately, making you gasp and shiver as your shaft stiffens back up completely. He dips his head down, nipping at your neck as he adds teasingly, "Whatcha curious about?"\n\n"... Can I suck your cock?" you ask softly, another little shiver of weird arousal running through you as you say the words.\n\n"Mmhmmmm." Gideon grins and rolls over off of you onto his back, scooting back to prop himself up against the headboard. He wiggles his hips, cock wobbling, a stream of leftover cum from when you fucked him sliding down his shaft to his balls. "Feel free to give it a try. I won't boss you... I mean, unless you do something that hurts. ... Or you want me to," he teases, eyes twinkling.\n\n"... You sure you're usually a bottom?" you mutter, surprising yourself a little with the quip and blushing when it makes Gideon laugh.\n\n"Yeah but I'm a smartass one, so I know what I'd wanna hear. G'wan~!"\n\nWell. You've already decided you want to try, so... you g'wan. Rolling over, you squirm your way forward between Gideon's legs, settling on the bed, feeling your cock pinned stiff beneath your belly. You just take a look at it for a long moment... he's completely shaved, and you definitely have to admit it's a nice one. For a moment you consider avoiding or even wiping off the smears of cum, but... well, you're going to be sucking a cock so why, really? Instead, after resting your hands on his thighs, you drag your tongue up the latest line of it, trying to process the salty flavor, or how hot he feels under your tongue or the fact that you're licking another guy's prick. Admittedly the soft moan of pleasure Gideon gives is a bit of an ego stroke... hey, you did that! \n\nSo you just try that for a few times at first, licking up his shaft, your tongue bumping against the edge of the head. Then you remember some of the things he did... the little sort of sucking almost-kisses, or the flicks back and forth over one spot. They made you feel really good after all... and Gideon's moaning softly and not interrupting you, so you guess you're doing alright. Still curious, though, you decide to see what it's like to focus on another part... ducking your head down a bit, you start out with a few testing licks at his sack, before starting to roll your tongue experimentally, even sucking one of his balls into your mouth.\n\n"Mmmmm... that's really nice, you're a fast learner," Gideon murmurs with a shiver of his own. You're not entirely sure how you feel about the compliment in this context, but your mind's on other things anyway, like sucking his sack. But after a little while of you doing so, he props himself up a bit more and grins. "That feels great, and I don't mind if you wanna do that longer but... were you curious about the other thing too?"\n\n"Um." You hesitate for a bit... then nod slowly. If nothing else, it seems fair, and... he did seem to really enjoy it, so...\n\nGideon scoots away from you, getting up on his knees as he snags the lube again. "Nah, you're good," he assures you as you start to move, grinning at you as he smears it all over himself, apparently delighted by the way you're staring fixedly at his slick, glistening shaft as he applies a generous coating. "Just stay right there on your belly, and I'll handle everything." \n\nHe slips behind you, and you start to brace for him to push in... but instead it's his fingertips teasing and urging at your pucker. You squirm around, grinding your cock gently against the sheets, and let out a soft gasp as he pushes one lubed-up finger inside you, stroking it in and out slowly several times. You bite your lip as he adds a second, continuing to slowly stroke them in and out of your ass, gently twisting back and forth. Until his gently teasing voice asks, "Jamie~, are you maybe thinking 'When is he gonna fuck me?'"\n\n"... Might be," you murmur, shivering.\n\n"Mmm, you wanna be fucked by another cute guy? Even though it's a guy who's usually the one getting fucked?" Gideon finally slides atop you, and you gasp loudly at feeling his cock nudge up against your slicked-up hole... and starting to slowly slide inside you, pressing you open. "It's okay... to wanna try it," he murmurs, voice losing the teasing and just staying warm as he very, very slowly pushes himself into you. \n\n"Nnnh... ah," you moan out softly as he lets gravity do most of the work of letting him settle and slide deep inside you, until he's laying almost flat atop you. His chest pressing against your back, he starts gently working his hips, his cock moving in short, slow strokes as he clearly tries to get you used to it. Soon you're breathing hard and moaning steadily, which he seems to take as his cue to start bouncing atop you a bit harder, making his strokes longer and harder, thumping you gently against the bed with every motion and rubbing your cock against the mattress.\n\nAt least until he wraps his arms around you and rolls back, pulling you onto your side with him, so he can reach around and wrap a lube-slick hand around your cock, pumping it as he starts using just his legs and hips to thrust. The combination of being jerked off and fucked makes your moans turn into steady cries, your peak rapidly approaching as he works against you. "F-fuck... fuck, I think I'm gonna cum already!" you whimper... and then give a yelp of surprise and pleasure, doing exactly that as Gideon tweaks one of your nipples with his other hand, your cock spurting through the air and your ass clamping down on his cock, the pressure of him inside you only heightening the pleasure of your orgasm, every stroke of his hand along your shaft sending another long rope of jizz flying to land on the sheets. You can faintly feel something warm spreading deep inside you, and it sends an extra shiver of strange pleasure running through your orgasming body to realize Gideon's cumming inside you.\n\nAfter a minute, he slips out and scoots aside, both of you flumping onto your backs, cocks flopped against your bellies as you pant softly. You can feel Gideon's cum leaking out of you slowly... you wonder if any of yours is still leaking out of him. \n\n"Well that was fun," Gideon says with a bit of a giggle, looking over at you.\n\n"I... yeah," you agree breathlessly, since you really can't deny that you came both times.\n\n"Hm... so, whatcha think? Did you like topping or bottoming better? Or both?" he asks, glancing over with a grin.\n\n<hr>\n[[You liked topping.|QOGid]]\n\n[[You liked bottoming.|QOGid]]\n\n[[You liked both.|QOGid2x4]]\n\n[[You like... him!|QOGid]]\n\n[[You liked trying it.|QOGid]]

Honestly for a second you were just absolutely thunderstruck by your amazing good fortune. A hot catgirl owner <i>and</i> she's a dommy futa?! Holy shit, jackpot!\n\n"Ooooo!" Red gasps in excited surprise as you dart in and start enthusiastically licking those big smooth balls, lolling your tongue over that soft skin and the hefty, firm eggs inside. "Oh, turns out he wants to be a <i>very</i> good pet!"\n\n"Yeah this one got super into it too, after struggling for all of two seconds," her sister snickers, before letting out a happy moan at whatever Jane's currently doing to her own balls, the sound rumbling softly with the deep thrum of a purr. "I think our new pets liiiike us!"\n\nYou certainly do! Out of all the possibilities of the last few days, this one being what you wound up with is... well, you wouldn't say you're 100% eager to go along with it, but it's high eighties at the very least. You continue to roll your tongue along those big hefty balls, sucking bits of the soft, smooth skin into your mouth. Her balls are big enough that at best you can only fit your mouth partway around them... fuuuck, she's so huge! You give a delighted little shiver, your cock twitching and dribbling a steady stream of pre down onto the floor. You wonder if Jane's dripping wet too? From the soft moans she's making against the other catgirl's balls, and the even louder moans Blue is giving, you're betting so.\n\n"Mmm, there's a good pet," Red coos, her voice thrumming with a low purr as well, her tail twitching back and forth as she strokes your head. "But now the shaft, okay?"\n\nYou look up at her and nod dutifully, obediently tilting your head and leaning up, pressing your mouth against the underside of her cock and lifting it up with your lips and tongue. Oh wow, it's soooo heavy! You can feel it weighing down against your face just as it is! You do your best to please your new owner, running your lips up and down its length while working your tongue around. You can't help but shiver a little at the thought that it's going to be inside you, that she's going to fuck you, she's going to pound your ass into a pussy with this incredible, powerful cock that makes yours look like nothing.\n\n"Someone's having fun thoughts," Red coos down to you, making you think for a moment she must be psychic. But instead she runs her big toe from the drooling, twitching tip of your cock down along its meager length (compared to hers), feeling it tremble against her toes before she again fondles your balls gently with them. "Excited to have me fuck you, pet? Still have to earn it."\n\n"Yeah these two love it," Blue adds with a soft giggle, overlaying the sound of Jane's own soft, muffled moans and slurping sounds. "Shame we had to pay for them, I think they would have come with us for free if we just wagged our cocks at them."\n\n"Uh-huuuh," Red purrs, moaning softly again as you suckle gently around the base of her shaft. "Best buy we ever made though, not much experience but looots and lots of enthusiasm and absolute sweetness!"\n\nEventually though Red puts a hand firmly atop your head and urges you back, moving you right to the tip of her prick and, taking the hint, you open your mouth and let her nudge it right on. You can't help but take a glance over and see that Blue has got Jane in the same position. The catgirl twins glance at each other, then give one another a smirk and a nod, before almost perfectly in sync they begin pulling your heads forward, gradually urging you down onto their cocks.\n\nYou're thankful for the assist, really, because her cock is just sooooo big and thick that there's almost no way you'd have been able to get it down on your own. You make a number of interesting noises around it, gazing up at your owner worshipfully as she pushes you further and further forward. She doesn't stop when the tip bumps the back of your throat... in fact she just keeps going at the same smooth, steady pace, forcing your throat to bulge open around her with an easy strength and even motion that simply leaves your body with no other option than to gulp it down fully. She just keeps going, and going, until finally your nose is pressed into the smooth skin of her crotch, your lips kissing up against the root of her shaft.\n\nAnd then she holds you there. Letting you feel how big and thick and throbbing she is inside your throat, how long she is that it feels like she must practically be in your belly. You raise your hands up to rest on her toned thighs, unable to help starting to squirm as the lack of air goes on, your whole body beginning to tremble. Though her thighs block the view right now, you can similarly hear Jane gulping and the light thumps of her feet moving against the floor, showing that your twin's in exactly the same state of vaguely torturous cock-hungry ecstasy you are.\n\nThen you're both simultaneously pushed back, you and Jane giving identical and fully synced gasps as those cocks are pulled out of your throats and mouths to jut above your faces. The cat twins grin down at you both, giving you time to catch your breath, before pulling you down just the same way, but a bit faster this time, once more hauling you in and holding you in place until you're squirming and writhing.\n\n"Good first thing to do is start working on getting rid of that gag reflex," Blue coos.\n\n"Give it a year or two, you two will be able to just throat us effortlessly at any moment," Red coos.\n\n"And we'll expect you to," they both add.\n\nOh fuck... the idea of just being walking along beside them, and suddenly you're pulled down and urged to deepthroat them that very second? The thought actually makes your cock twitch so hard it almost makes you cum, the drooling stream of pre flinging forward before resuming its steady downward trickle. Imagine just being in the middle of a crowd of people, and then without warning your mistress has her cock stuffed down your throat before you even know it? This is genuinely the best thing that's ever happened to you.\n\n"Fuuuuck I think this little bitch just came from me fucking her throat," Blue whimpers ecstatically.\n\nAnd Jane too, apparently.\n\nSoon enough the twins are indeed fucking your throats, their motions and their moaning gradually falling out of sync as they work the two of you up and down their poles. You continue gazing worshipfully up at Red as she pumps your head over her prick like a sex toy, only to see her occasionally glance down at you with a heated, wanton expression of desire.\n\nIt goes on until their cocks start throbbing, and you can actually see her balls rise up, her moans turning slightly edgier and more desperate. But then she pushes you fully back and off again, Blue doing the same with Jane, both of them panting as their heavy cocks twitch and bob in the air, dripping with your saliva. You wonder why they stopped, sitting there dazed and slightly lightheaded from all the repeated breathplay.\n\nBut the answer is apparently that they both have a better place to put their first loads, the cat twins standing up and hauling you both to your feet, then urging you onto the bed. Jane is guided to lay down on her back with her head facing the foot of the bed, while you're moved to all fours facing the head of it, both of you essentially face-to-face going opposite directions. You watch as Blue clambers up onto the bed fully and moves between Jane's legs, glancing over your shoulder to see Red moving into place behind you. Blue leans over and picks up a fancy-looking vial from the bedside table and tosses it to her sister, and you shiver a little at hearing the click of the glass stopper and feeling a little trickle of something slick running down your asscrack.\n\nYou have a perfect view of Blue pressing the tip of her prick up against your sister's absolutely sodden pussy, nudging it up between the pert little outer lips. You can hear the soft squelching and shlpping of a hand running over a slickened prick before you feel Red's cock nudge up against your pucker, pressing against it firmly. You look down into Jane's eyes, the two of you both sharing that moment of intense lewd excitement knowing what's about to happen.\n\n"One," Blue purrs.\n\n"Two," Red purrs.\n\n"Three," they say in unison, pushing forward and into both of you.\n\nYou and Jane give perfectly synced and nearly identical cries as you're spread open and penetrated. Though you throw your head back and close your eyes for a moment, you soon look forward again, watching the faint outline of Blue's cock sliding forward in Jane's belly as she's spread wide and filled up. You wonder if Jane can see the same thing on you, above your dripping, eager little dick... you almost envy her the view she must have of Red's balls slowly drawing closer and closer to your much smaller ones. Or you would if you weren't completely overwhelmed by the ecstatic feel of that fat futa fuckstick pushing deeper and deeper into your ass.\n\nAnd like before they just keep up that same smooth, steady motion as if giving your bodies no other option but to graciously acquiesce to their penetration. You and Jane watch each other's bodies twitch and shudder and your faces contort in pleasure as the gorgeous catgirls sheath their schlongs inside you, until you feel Red's massive, hefty balls pressing up against yours and those strong, powerful hips pressing up against your rear, even as you watch Jane's lower lips kiss the root of Blue's prick.\n\nAnd then of course they start thrusting, still almost perfectly in sync at this point, the twins fucking the twins in unison, making you both give nearly identical moans, your own noises rather closely matching Jane's in how girly and wanton and expressing how much you want to be fucked and cum in. \n\n"Mmmmm fuck you're way better than I ever hoped," Red groans as your hips start bucking back against her thrusts, making her hips slap even more firmly against your ass and her balls swing forward to thump against your cock, each impact driving home how much bigger and more virile she is than you, how much more deserving she is to be the one doing the fucking than you could ever be. "I bet you want me to fuck your ass 'til it's as soft and easy to pound as a pussy huh?"\n\n"Yes," you gasp out, watching Jane buck her hips and writhe harder underneath you as you agree.\n\n"Say it proper, slut!" Red crows, delivering a hard but somehow affectionate spank to your ass that makes you jolt forward, your eyes rolling.\n\n"Yes, I want you to turn my ass into a pussy!" you blurt, starting to fuck back against her even harder, slamming your ass against the thrusts of her prick almost desperately. "Fuck my ass-pussy and make me a woman, fuck, fuck!"\n\n"How 'bout you, bitch, you wanna be my good little breeder?" Blue coos as she starts fucking Jane harder in response, grabbing her hips and lifting her off the bed, really making her tits jiggle wildly. "You wanna make me lots and lots of cute puppies, you bitch in heat, huh?"\n\n"Yes, yes, breed me, breed me, I want your babies, please, please!" Jane begs shamelessly, her own eyes rolling and head lolling as she wraps her legs around her owner, eagerly working her hips with the tugs of those hands. \n\n"Please, yes, breed me," you groan, shaking your hips like the most wanton whore ever as you buck back against your own owner. "Knock me up, get me pregnant!"\n\nApparently that sort of encouragement from the both of you really does it for the other pair of twins, as they begin pumping faster and harder, panting and mewling like genuine tomcats in rut, their large brown breasts bobbling and bouncing with their increasingly frantic fucking. Though they fall farther and farther out of sync the faster they fuck you, apparently the closer they get to cumming the more they fall back into it, their thrusts matching. Until finally they're perfectly matched on a last one, two, <i>three</i> thrusts forward, burying themselves inside you and giving identical synced yowls of pleasure as their cocks twitch and balls lift.\n\nYou have the intense sensation of cumming from your ass, your cock twitching and shivering and just almost shooting out more pre but not actually spilling your own load. No, you cum entirely like a girl from that big fat cock inside you filling you up and doing its very best to breed your submissive little body, your softened hole quivering and squeezing around the big brown beast twitching and shooting inside it. Meanwhile you can see Jane bucking and twisting, her pussy gushing all over her owner's fat brown balls, both of you lolling your tongues out and rolling your eyes in brainless expressions of pleasure.\n\nRed slumps forward against your back, those big tits of hers pressing against you as she catches her breath, her cock still throbbing gently inside you. Blue meanwhile pulls Jane forward and then hauls her up and forward, face-to-face and starts kissing her, tongue visibly lapping into your sister's mouth as you watch her balls still give the occasional twitch, indicating another spurt of cum going deep into your sister's pussy. Red starts purring softly again as she watches them, giving your shoulder, neck, and ear a few kisses as well, making you shiver.\n\n"You thinking what I'm thinking, sis?" Blue murmurs after breaking her kiss with Jane, grinning over towards you.\n\n"Well they <i>have</i> been very good," Red coos, raising up off of you. You whimper softly as she slides out of you, then watch as she tosses the vial from earlier back over to Blue.\n\nBlue catches it, and gives Jane another quick kiss before lifting your sister up and off her cock, Jane giving a similar little whimper of loss at Blue's still mostly-hard cock sliding out of her pussy to flop, smeared with cum, against the catgirl's toned, tan belly. Jane gives a surprised little squeak as she's flipped over, now practically sitting against that belly as Blue lifts her cock up and starts slathering the oil from the vial all over it. Jane blushes as she realizes what's coming, looking down and watching in mildly intimidated eagerness as Blue's prick stiffens all the way back up, now gleaming brightly and slick as if it had been polished. You watch with a faintly indescribable mixture of emotions as Jane's hips are lifted slightly and she's maneuvered down, your sister moaning loudly as her own ass is slowly and steadily filled, even as cum drips out of her still slightly gaped pussy.\n\nBlue squirms and wiggles until she's laying almost fully prone even as she's settling Jane down onto her... and you moan as well as Red pushes her own prick back into your ass, which does indeed accept it much more easily this time, her stroke just that much quicker and smoother. As Jane is fully settled down onto Blue's prick, Red scoops her hands up under your thighs, lifting and scooting forward, and laying you down right on top of her.\n\nJane and you both gasp in sync and, without really thinking, wrap your arms around each other, your naked bodies pressing together. The catgirl twins look at each other over your shoulders, giving their own rather smug giggles, before Blue starts thrusting up and Red starts fucking down, both of them fucking your asses now. You and Jane cry out in sync again as you're rocked against each other, your cock having been deliberately positioned to never quite be able to go in... it just slides back and forth right along her slick, dripping interest, driving against her clit and making her buck even harder against you.\n\n"See how fun it is to do things with your sib?" Blue purrs teasingly in Jane's ear, clearly enjoying making her toy buck and writhe and grind up against her brother.\n\n"Family activities are always so much fun," Red purrs teasingly in your ear, clearly enjoying making her toy buck and writhe and instinctively try to fuck his sister.\n\nThe pair continue to hold you sandwiched between them, fucking up into your asses, both of them purring and cooing in sweet mockery at the two of you writhing together, obviously deeply embarrassed and in some part resistant to being fucked right up against your twin, even as your bodies arc and writhe and seek each other out in pleasure. Gradually the other pair of twins begins to become overcome again, panting and mewling and thrusting more eagerly, almost driving you and Jane wild.\n\nBut this time Red is in control, and just as she's starting that hard set of last thrusts that signal her own orgasm, she hauls back on your hips, then shoves forward and down hard, driving your cock into Jane's pussy right along with her own final thrust. All four of you cry out in near simultaneous release as Red and Blue start emptying themselves into your asses, while you finally empty your own balls deep inside your sister. Without even thinking you duck your head forward, kissing her hard and deep as your orgasm starts to trail off. She returns it with that hint of embarrassment but also without hesitation, as the catgirls both giggle in sync at watching you.\n\n"That's right, Slut, go ahead and empty them allllll inside her," Red coos to you, reaching down to fondle your balls with one hand and then squeeze gently, as if making sure you spill every last drop.\n\n"Feel free to make us some more cute twins, Bitch," Blue coos to Jane, sliding a hand in to press against her belly and rub firmly, as if encouraging her womb to accept what it's being given. "With or without cat ears is fine."\n\nMaybe some more goes on after that, but apparently your brain is too overwhelmed to retain any of it, because the next thing you know, you're waking up in the bed next to Jane. It looks like it's early morning outside, and there are genuinely birds singing happily outside, painting a perfectly idyllic picture with the cozy little bedroom. You're not sure whether the wholesome image is ruined or enhanced by the sight of your naked sister lightly curled on her side, or the lack of your new owners.\n\nYou look at Jane for a long moment. Then you gently nudge her over onto her back and spread her legs before sliding over on top of her. Jane squirms but doesn't quite wake up as you push your achingly stiff prick inside her, only faintly starting to stir as you begin thrusting gently and lean down to kiss her. Even before she really wakes up she's wrapping her arms and legs around you and kissing you back, sleepy noises against your lips quickly turning to moans as you fuck her. It's not long before you're spilling a load inside her entirely of your own will and initiation, Jane's legs locking tighter around you and drawing you in against her.\n\n"Well well, having fun <i>without</i> us?"\n\nYou and Jane both guiltily whip your heads to the side to find Red and Blue standing in the doorway, dressed again and looking amused. At your guilty looks they both laugh.\n\n"Aw, don't worry, pets, we think you've been good enough to earn independent fucking privileges," Blue says with a smirk.\n\n"Besides, if you do wind up breeding more cute twins, all the better," Red adds with an identical smirk and a wink.\n\nNot entirely sure how you feel about that, you slowly pull out of Jane, who unwinds her limbs from around you, the both of you moving to stand beside the bed. Red and Blue walk over, cooing at and petting you like new favorite puppies, before Blue speaks up again.\n\n"Now, we were gonna go out shopping, and decided to take you two along. So go get cleaned up, and we put back those weird clothes of yours."\n\n"Much as we'd like to parade you around naked, but can't have someone deciding to steal you."\n\nThey both snicker as you and Jane blush, before continuing.\n\n"So go get cleaned up again and dressed..."\n\n"No more fooling around for now."\n\n"... and then come out to the kitchen for breakfast before we go."\n\nWell, orders from your lovely and well-hung mistresses are orders! For good measure, you say "Yes, Mistress", Jane apparently having the same thought since she syncs with you, which sets both catgirls to preening.\n\nOnce you and Jane are bathed again and dressed (the clothes seem to have been cleaned, luckily), you leave the bedroom. The house is small so the kitchen isn't hard to find, with Red and Blue sitting in it sipping what look like mugs full of milk with maybe a couple of drops of coffee in it. There's also what seems to be a blonde rabbit-woman in a cute maid outfit... one that lacks a skirt and just has black panties below... working at the stove. From the mingled sympathetic and relieved look she shoots the two of you over her shoulder, clearly she's been soloing the twins' libidoes until they found you. You were somehow expecting a breakfast of maybe like, oatmeal or whatever at best, since you are after all a slave, but the bunnygirl sets plates of eggs, some sort of sausage links, and toast down in front of you and Jane.\n\n"Hey, good pets get good food," Blue chirps.\n\n"Plus gotta keep your energy up," Red chirps, both of them smirking.\n\nYou and Jane blush but both tuck in, the catgirl twins settling back to keep sipping their drinks and watching you with apparent contentment. Then Blue mms. "So what do you think we should get the pets as a treat, huh?"\n\n"They were <i>very</i> good," Red allows. "I think we should keep encouraging them, let's get them something nice."\n\n"Mm. Pets of their own, maybe? We do need something to guard them and the cart, while we're actually adventuring," Blue muses.\n\n"Mmmm, maybe. Slut, what do you think?" Red asks, looking at you. Oh, uh, apparently that's just going to be your name now. ... Suits you.\n\n<hr>\n[[Pets is good?|QOSis]]\n\n[[Maybe some new clothes.|QOSis]]\n\n[[You want to be better pets for them.|QOSis]]\n\n[[... Toys?|QOSis]]\n\n[[...... Can we pet the bunny?|QOSis]]

"Let's go back to your place, I gotta unwind after a school week," you huff, thumping your head back against the headrest.\n\n"Ah, yeah, I hear ya, you do kinda got that 'people stress' thing," Gideon acknowledges. \n\nYou've been over to Gideon's house a few times, it's actually a lot like yours as far as the layout goes. In fact you're pretty sure that it's only a slightly modified floorplan... they were probably part of the same development push that came through Deviville back in the eighties. You vaguely recall having heard there's some sort of controversy surrounding the company that built all these houses, something about... not moving something, just moving another thing, you dunno, stuff about houses is boring to a teenager.\n\nThe two of you flop down in the living room and spend a few hours drinking soda, snacking, and watching Netflix. Eventually you notice no one's really talked in awhile other than exclamations of "Cool!" or "Holy shit!" or whatever, which feels a little awkward. Ah, Kevin always handled starting conversation when you were hanging out with him, what should you do? ... Well, go with a Kevin-ism, talk about the cute girls in whatever you're watching. "So, uh, who do you think is hotter, Sypha or Carmilla?" you ask, glancing over at Gideon on the other end of the couch. "I mean honestly for me they're both kinda scary in different ways but I like Sypha."\n\n"Hmmmm." Gideon looks appraisingly at the episode you're watching for a moment, before nodding. "Alucard."\n\n"... Eh?" you half-squeak.\n\n"I mean Trevor's pretty cute too, I do kinda like the scruffy thing, but Alucard's actually way more dangerous and that kind of does it for me. So I guess to answer your question, Carmilla, since she's the more dangerous-seeming one." Gideon notices that things have gone silent after a second and glances over. "... What? ... Oh yeah I guess that never actually came up, huh?" he adds, suddenly looking a little sheepish.\n\n"That you, uh... you're...?"\n\n"I still like girls, actually, just... I way prefer guys," Gideon says to the unasked word, his voice actually turning a little dreamy and longing on the word 'guys', eyes briefly taking on a far-off look. "I mean, I guess basically it's like... girls are okay, but guys are like... mmn," he murmurs, briefly biting his lower lip.\n\n"Oh. Uh. Huh. Y-yeah, didn't know that," you murmur, squirming a little.\n\n"Ah... does it bother you?" Gideon asks a bit more quietly, looking at you with some worry obvious on his face now.\n\n"N-no! No, I just didn't know it, I'm just surprised, it'll just take a minute to sink in is all!" you blurt back, before forcing yourself to calm down and grinning sheepishly. "Sorry, um, seriously, no big, just... surprised."\n\n"Ah, yeah, alright then." You're not sure if he looks quite 'relieved', but the two of you go back to watching the show like nothing really happened (after a brief rewind), so there's that.\n\nEventually though you can't help it... curiosity kind of gets the better of you. "So, um, have you actually... y'know... with another guy?"\n\nGideon looks over, an eyebrow quirking. "Why y'ask?"\n\n"I dunno. I guess I kinda just figure everyone must be... y'know... ... except me. It's high school and everyone's always talking, so..."\n\nGideon snorts. "Most of it's talk, dude, c'mon. Buuuut to answer your question yes I have. I do actually have a kinda active love life."\n\n"O-oh."\n\n"Still turned down a few dates this weekend 'cause hanging out with you is a lot of fun, though," he adds, grinning again.\n\n"... Oh." Geez now you're blushing and you can feel it, this is so embarrassing.\n\n"Sure that's all you're curious about?"\n\n"Er?" You blink, turning your head back towards him since you'd been looking away. His grin is different now, more... sultry... as he leans in a little on the couch, making your eyes widen just a little and your blush intensify.\n\n"Are you maybe just a liiiiittle curious about what it's like with another guy?" Gideon says, his voice having taken on a teasing lilt that makes you squirm. "It's okay if you are, y'know. Actually, if you're curious... I can help. Just if you are."\n\n<hr>\n[[... You might be a little curious...|QOGid2x2]]\n\n[[... you're really not sure...|QOGid]]\n\n[[... Nope.|QOGid4x1]]

Deciding to just sprawl in bed and continue to rest for a bit, you lift your head as a few minutes later the door opens and your mother peeks in.\n\n"Jamie? Oh, you're awake." She glances downwards a bit before adding, "But not up, I see."\n\nBlushing at the possible double meaning of that, it takes you a moment before you can manage to say, "Um, no... not yet."\n\n"Hm. Well, I'll help with that, you stay right there," she says before she ducks back out.\n\nBlinking a little at that, you nevertheless obey, staying where you are and simply tucking your hands under your head as you wait. A minute or two later your mother returns, as does your blush... she's not wearing anything but a very tight tanktop (over breasts that are definitely much larger than they used to be) and a rather skimpy thong, the black material flat against her crotch and hugging the mound of her pussy between her legs. She's also carrying a small tote bag, which she sets down beside the bed before calmly and efficiently tossing the covers off of you and shucking your sleeping pants down. You're too shocked by the blatant nature of what she's doing to really do anything but cooperate as she presses your legs together and lifts them up, directing you to grip behind your own knees to keep them in position, your cock framed by your thighs and your pucker left on display.\n\n"Let's see if we can't get you a bit more energetic," your mother says cheerfully as she plucks a bottle of lube out of the bag, smearing it over her index and ring fingers before moving them down, swirling both fingertips around your asshole to slather it with lube, then slowly pushing one finger inside you.\n\n"A-ah, Mom, what are you-" You gasp as her finger slips deep into your ass, and she gives it a few light strokes before pushing the second one in. \n\n"Oh, just something I read can help boys recover when they're feeling a bit limp," she replies with airy good cheer, smiling as your somewhat shrunken cock begins to gradually stir between your thighs. "See, it's working already," she coos, starting to pump her fingers into you faster, curling and wiggling them as she strokes the slick digits into your tight virgin passage.\n\n"M-Mom," you squeak, unable to do much more than moan as your mother finger-fucks your ass, your breath starting to come in quick pants as pre begins oozing from your stiff cock to smear on your thighs.\n\n"Hm, what is it baby?" she asks, eyes glittering as she draws her fingers out... and replaces them with a little egg-shaped vibrator on a cord, slowly pushing it against your glistening asshole until it slips inside. She quickly turns it on, the thing starting to buzz inside your ass, making your voice tremble.\n\n<hr>\n[["It's making my cock really hard!"|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[["It's making my ass feel really good!"|QOKevScheme6x2]]

"Let's stick to tits that are on a screen," you mutter in embarrassment, shifting in place a little.\n\nKevin snickers, but gets up and pulls one of the anime cases off of the rack, cracking it open and quickly slipping the disk inside into the PS4 before moving to sit down on the edge of the bed and grab the remote. Despite his usual confidence, he makes sure that the volume is both turned all the way down and muted to be safe before he selects the disk in the menu. You squirm a bit in place on the floor where you're sitting next to his legs, caught between nervously wanting to back out and curiosity.\n\nApparently this is one of those 'compilation videos'... you see something about a certain number of hours of all action before Kevin quickly hits play. There are no credits, no easing into it with a thin story, just suddenly watching a woman with big, obviously fake tits on her knees sucking a guy's cock. Your eyes widen some... it's the twenty-first century, even a shrinking violet like you has seen at least <i>some</i>, but you've never had the guts to watch more than maybe a few seconds of it before scrubbing your browsing history as thoroughly as possible. Sitting here, watching it on Kevin's forty inch television, it's pretty... wow.\n\nHonestly, it's like whoever compiled this video made it for the attention spans of teenagers, too. There are lots of shots of women sucking cock and licking balls, sometimes interspersed by sudden flashes of them getting fucked hard, obviously moaning and crying out loudly, mouths open in now silent yowls of pleasure. (Probably fake. You assume. Everyone knows porn actresses don't <i>really</i> enjoy it... but geez, they sure look like they are.) It's a constant assault of sex and arousal, and soon has your cock ragingly stiff in your pajama pants. You bite your lower lip, half mesmerized by the display.\n\nThen a bit of motion catches the corner of your eye and makes you turn your head, in time to see Kevin's own pajama pants crumple to the floor next to you. You steal a glance at him to find that he's leaned back, one hand wrapped around his own hard cock and stroking it slowly as he stares at the screen, apparently equally enthralled. You blush brightly at the display and yank your head back forward, just in time to see a girl going all the way down on a big, thick cock. Your own dick throbs a little, almost painfully, begging for some stimulation to ease the ache...\n\n<hr>\n[[Follow Kevin's lead.|QOKevPorn1x1]]\n\n[[Excuse yourself.|QOKevPorn3x1]]

"My ass... you're making my ass feel so good," you whimper as your mother teases around the opening with her fingers, while the little vibe buzzes away deep inside you.\n\n"My my, you're turning into quite the little ass slut, aren't you?" your mother replies in a teasing tone. "But this is a fun way to start the day too, so I suppose I don't mind." After a moment she snags the cord of the little vibrator and pulls it out, turning it off after it falls to the sheets. She instead reaches into the bag and pulls out a bright pink vibrator... not a particularly fat or long one, in fact you can't help but think of it as a 'a girl's first vibrator'. But nevertheless your mother quickly slips it into your ass and turns it on, making you moan and whimper as she begins giving the humming shaft smooth strokes into your eager ass. "It's taking it pretty eagerly, and look at this little thing getting all wet," she purrs, poking a fingertip at the front of your small, stiff prick.\n\n"A-ah, Mom," you whine as your dick oozes a bit more pre as it's poked.\n\n"'Mommy'," she corrects. "Cute little girls who like having their pussies played with should say 'Mommy'."\n\nYou blush with humiliation at that, but considering that the next moan out of your mouth does sound rather girlish, you give in, whimpering out, "M-Mommy, my a-... my pussy feels really good," as she works the vibrator into you.\n\n"Good, good," she coos, before slipping the vibrator out and switching it for a hot purple jelly dildo. She smiles, waggling the translucent thing at you, your eyes widening a little at its much more realistic shape. Then she presses the tip into place, and you feel your slick pucker gradually stretching around the head of it, the tip spreading you open until your asshole closes around the bottom of the head. Every squeeze of your tight hole makes the squishy material bulge and shift inside you, making you whine and shudder. Your mother keeps pushing it in until the shaped hot purple balls press against your skin, then begins working it in and out, fucking you with it again. "You like that, baby? You like Mommy fucking your cute little pussy for you? Is it making you want to cum?"\n\n"Mommy! Mommy, my pussy feels so good!" you whine, pressing your head back against the pillow and crying out. "I-I'm cumming from my pussy!" you squeal, giving a long cry as your small, stiff cock starts spurting across your belly and chest. Your cry rises in pitch as it goes on, as if every shudder of your ass and spurt of your cum were making you sound more like an actual girl.\n\nEventually as you lay shuddering and panting, your mother slips the jelly dildo out of you and drops it aside. Pushing her thong down and stepping out of it, she reveals her glistening, dripping fat-lipped pussy for a few moments, before stepping into something else from the tote. She pulls the strapon up and into place, mming softly as the nubs on the inside of the worn part slip inside her, the long, thick, veiny jet black rubber cock attached to it swaying and wobbling as she tightens the straps. "Now get up on all fours, Mommy wants to give her little girl a proper fucking."\n\n"Yes, Mommy," you reply meekly, even those words coming out high and girlish. You wiggle out of your shirt to bare your chest, nipples having gone puffy and stiff and a little pinker than before. Rolling over, you rise up onto hands and knees, your stiff, small cock shaking beneath you. Your mother quickly climbs up onto the bed, slapping the heavy rubber cock against your ass and poking the tip against your balls a few times, making you blush and squirm more. Then finally she actually presses it up against your ass and starts to push in. Your eyes roll up in your head some as you're stretched much wider than before, your cock already oozing a steady stream of pre as the fat dildo pushes slowly and steadily into your ass. It sinks deeper and deeper in, stretching you open wide all the while, your pert buttcheeks spread apart by it as it sinks into you.\n\nFinally your mother's wide, lightly-padded hips are pressing against your rear, and she quickly grabs your waist and begins really fucking you. You squeal and cry out, every noise hitting a girl's register as that fat rubber prick pumps deep into your stretched ass. Your mother pants softly, smirking down at you with flushed cheeks, her tits bouncing heavily beneath the tanktop, one shoulder strap of it falling down and that side of the shirt dropping enough to display a rosy bit of nipple. "That's right, Mommy's going to fuck your pussy nice and hard for you every day now, baby," she half purrs, half growls as she pounds away at you with the strapon. "Mommy's gonna pick you out cute little panties to wear, then pull them down and stuff fat cocks up your little bitch pussy, you'll like that, won't you?"\n\nYour only answer is more girlish squeals as you assgasm, your small cock giving out a thin spurt of cum as your hole trembles around your mother's black rubber prick. She fucks you to three more assgasms, and from the sound of her almost whorish moaning goes through several herself before she finally pulls out of you, your lube-glistening ass reddened and slightly gaping. "Mm, I could do this all day. In fact, I think I will," she purrs, slapping the fat dildo against your pert ass a few more times.\n\n"B-but Mommy," you whimper. "What... what about Dad?"\n\n"Hm, that's true I suppose... your father will be home this afternoon and I suppose we need to decide what to do. How do you think we should greet him, sweet little girl...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[By acting as normally as possible.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[With a blowjob.|QOKevScheme]]

You yank your sword from its sheath and glance at Katalina. "Stay close to me unless we see enemies! Then try to stay out of sight!"\n\n"W-what?!" she squeaks, before biting her lip and nodding. "Y-yes, you're right! It sounds like someone is in trouble, like I... almost was! We must do something!"\n\nFlashing her a grin, you take off towards the sounds, Katalina doing her best to keep up behind you. After racing through some trees again, you emerge into a fairly open area near a stream. A petite girl with short, pale silver hair, big pink eyes, and pointed ears, wearing a white and green tunic-like garment with gold trim and a number of other accoutremants, is wielding a long staff with a long, pointed crystal set at one end against a pack of large wolves that seems hell-bent on attacking her. Or rather she's waving it around and casting magic, her soft, pale lips moving constantly but otherwise silently as she gestures. Another <i>whud</i> noise heralds a boulder bursting suddenly from the ground, knocking two wolves standing near where it emerged askew and scrambling, though they're quickly back on their feet. Another leaps through the air at her, yellow teeth bared in a snarl, but she jabs her staff towards it and a burst of air knocks it off course to crash into the stream, splashing and yowling as it flails to right itself.\n\n"Monsters!" Katalina gasps, putting her hands to her mouth. You're not sure if that's literally true, or if Katalina's just never heard of or seen a wolf before. (Come to think of it, you don't think you've ever seen a wolf in the flesh before. Damn, they're big, it'd be an easy mistake to make.) "Quick, Jamie, we have to help her!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Use your sword.|QOAW]]\n\n[[Use fire magic.|QOAW]]\n\n[[Use sonic magic.|QOSuc5x9]]

Something about the way the girl is fighting clicks for you, and is followed quickly by an idea. "Cover your ears!" you call, hopefully loudly enough that both Katalina and the staff-wielder hear and understand you mean them. (You can also feel a shift behind your neck as Mary presumably does the same.) Katalina jumps a little, but quickly does as you said, while the other girl's head snaps towards you. But as she sees your hand raise, she brings her hands up to cover her own ears, murmuring something again as you call, "High-Pitch Sonic Pulse!"\n\nA shriek that you can just barely hear begins, though the low pulse of sound waves that radiates out from your palm is enough to be felt, not just in your hand but through your chest. Both Katalina and the other girl wince despite covering their ears, but the effect on the wolves is much more pronounced. They all instantly turn and bolt, seemingly without even thinking about it, howling out in confusion and dismay as they quickly disappear into the darker parts of the trees beyond.\n\nQuickly lowering your hand and stopping the spell, you hurry over to the girl, Katalina right on your heels. "Hey, are you alright?"\n\nShe slowly lowers her hands, looking at you in a bit of subdued surprise, her expression difficult to read even as she speaks softly. "Yes, thank you." She's fairly short and slight, with short white hair decorated with what looks like a living white flower with bits of greenery still attached, ears poking out from amidst it. Her eyes are purple, her face cute, her clothing elaborate and also slightly brief, the main part tunic-like and hugging against her mostly flat chest and showing off her slender legs. The robe-like accessory, along with that elaborate gold and crystal staff, definitely gives off a feeling of 'caster'.\n\n<img src="images/5d2hHXc.png">\n\n"You are most welcome, young elf!" Katalina crows, putting her hands on her hips and jutting out her chest proudly. "It was nothing, I of course would do it for anyone I found in need!"\n\n"You didn't do anything, though," Mary murmurs just loud enough for you to hear, which makes you fight not to pull a face.\n\nThe elf girl looks at her for a moment, then says, "My name is Oriana, and I'm 112, thank you very much." She turns her head to you, then nods slowly. "Thank you for chasing off the wolves without actually hurting them."\n\n"I'm Jamie, this is Katalina," you reply, gesturing to the blonde princess, who bristles a bit at not being addressed by her full title, but apparently understands why you didn't, since she keeps quiet. "And it did look like you were trying not to hurt them, I just don't understand why what you were doing didn't chase them off. Where I come from, animals would be terrified of rocks bursting from the ground and someone shoving wind at them."\n\n"These animals should be too," Oriana replies softly. "But something is amiss in these woods. I noticed it when I was passing by and tried to investigate, but then I was set on by those wolves. My pacification spells didn't work, they just seemed to upset them more. But I sense that their hostility is not of their own choice... these are old woods, this is an old pack, they should have long learned the lesson that attacking humanoids is folly. I fear something... evil... may be afoot here." She pauses, glancing briefly towards the woods behind her, then looks at you. "I would like your assistance in seeking it out and putting a stop to it. Or at least helping the wolves, so that they don't hurt anyone... or get hurt themselves."\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree to help.|QOSuc5x10]]\n\n[[Decline.|QOSuc]]

"... I'm your pet," you repeat, blushing brightly. "I'm... a good... little pet," you murmur, growing more and more embarrassed with every word but unable to stop, especially since Kalli's face lights up with even more delight with everything you say.\n\n"Oh yes you <i>are</i>!" she squeals happily, throwing her arms around you and hugging you firmly, shaking you back and forth as she descends into a bit of baby talk. "You're such a cute boy, such a cute pet, such a good good boy yes yes yes."\n\nYou do kind of feel like if you had a tail it would be wagging right now. You squirm as she draws back, smiling brightly at you again, then turns and picks up her bag, plunking it down on one of the abandoned desks and opening it to rummage through. "Honestly, I was really hoping you'd realize what a wonderful pet you'd make. Honestly I think that's way better than a boyfriend, leaves a lot more room for fun, I've even prepared a bunch of collars."\n\nThat makes you blink, for more than a few reasons. "Uh. Collars?"\n\n"Mm-hm! Now what sort of pet do you see yourself more as?" Kalli asks, lifting her hands and showing off an array of collars in different sizes, colors, and materials. "Dog? Cat? I've got lovely different varieties of both, though obviously I think some fit you better than others," she muses aloud, glancing at the tags attached to each. "I've got some nice exotics too... even though tigers and panthers and whatnot are stretching my ability to fog minds a little, they're still technically 'exotic pets', so."\n\n"... Fog minds?" you repeat a bit faintly.\n\n"Mhm. Oh, I've got some horseshoes in here too," she murmurs distractedly, dipping back into the bag. "Though we should really wait until after school and go out to the pasture if you want to be a horse, honey."\n\n"Um."\n\n"Oh I always have so much trouble deciding these things, I like the idea of <i>all</i> these," Kalli frets softly, clearly more to herself as she holds up a horseshoe in one hand. "I hope you know what you want to become, baby, I'll never decide on my own."\n\n"S-so wait... you mean you... you mean you'll actually turn me into a pet animal?" you say, staring at the horseshoe.\n\n"Well yes." Kalli blinks at you. "You agreed, sweetheart. You said we should have clearly defined roles, and your role is 'pet'. Just what kind of pet do you want to be?"\n\n<hr>\n[["That's not what I meant!"|QOKalli]]\n\n[["Um, well, human."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["... Dog?"|QOKalli]]\n\n[["... Cat?"|QOKalli]]\n\n[["... Exotic?"|QOKalli]]\n\n[["... Horse."|QOKalli]]\n\n[["... Can't I be everything?"|QOKalli]]

"Let's... not," you decide, shaking your head.\n\n"Okie-dokey! Well you could always cast some recovery magic on her instead, that oughtta speed it up!" Mary chirps.\n\nNodding, you sheath your sword, then hold your right hand out towards Katalina. Since it just seems to fit, you use a slightly dramatic tone of voice to call, "Recovery!" Instantly, a faint golden glow surrounds her entire body, pulsing gently and giving off a faint sense of warmth. After a few seconds it fades away, and a moment later she gives a soft moan and shifts in place. Her eyes open, showing that they're cornflower blue, looking confused as they lock on you. Then they widen in surprise... before a light breeze blows across her, clearly alerting her to how much of her body is on display to judge by the way her face reddens. Before you can remember to look away, she yanks upright and scuttles backwards some, (poorly) covering her chest with one arm and grabbing for something amongst the flowers with the other. It turns out to be a sword, originally having been largely hidden amongst the blossoms, an elaborate thing with a tapered diamond-shaped blade and two crossguards, a crown emblazoned on the hilt.\n\n<img src="images/BKSDZrc.png">\n\n"G-get back, you, you, whoever you are!" she stammers, holding the sword awkwardly as if more interested in trying to use the blade to block your view of her crotch. (Which she's not doing at all, you note, torn between averting your eyes and feeling like she might conceivably be a threat at the moment.) \n\n"Um... I'm Jamie, and I just kind of... well, saved you. From that thing," you add, pointing a bit lamely at the pile of ash and still smoldering coals she's almost sitting in.\n\nShe blinks, looking over her shoulder, then giving a surprised squeak and scooting forward reflexively by about an inch... you're not sure if she was worried about getting soot on her, or if one of those embers was too close to her bare butt. She looks back at you, pressing her lips together and puffing out her cheeks. "J-Jamie then, and just... just what do you think you're doing?!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Saving her.|QOSuc5x5]]\n\n[[Collecting a reward.|QOSuc]]

"I heard you scream, so I came to help, that's all," you explain, making sure to avert your eyes now as you tap a finger against your cheek. "Sorry I didn't get here sooner, but I kind of only just got here myself."\n\n"I... I see," you hear the princess murmur, seeming a little mollified from the tone of her voice.\n\n"Master!" Mary hisses from where she's hiding in the collar of your coat. "'Mending'!"\n\nYou blink, wonder what she means, then oh. "Um, I'm gonna step a little closer so I can do some magic to help you, okay?" you explain. "I'm gonna keep my eyes averted as much as I can, alright?"\n\n"E-eh? Oh... oh, w-well, very well then," Katalina says, lowering the sword just a little, but still seeming dubious as you step in closer and point your palm at her.\n\n"Mending." Out of the corner of your eye, you can see the shredded edges of tears in her clothing drawing back together and becoming whole, dirt falling off of the cloth and leaving it pristine and looking as if it were freshly made. The front of it pulls up and covers her breasts... well, most of them, the garment apparently designed to have a bit of a 'window' in the center between the white cups and the purple frills that drape over her shoulders. The princess's jaw drops as she watches the process.\n\n"W-what was that?!" she demands as she scrambles to her feet, pointing at you demandingly with the hand not holding the sword. "A one-word incantation?! No one does one-word incantations! It's a sentence at the very shortest! How did you do that?"\n\nYou turn back and start to answer her, though you're not sure how, then blush and look away again. "Um. Princess." You point downwards a few times, your cheeks red.\n\nShe stares at you uncomprehendingly, then glances down... her own face going red as she realizes that even though her panties are once more clean and immaculate, they're still down around the tops of her knees. She whips around to face away from you, silent as she reaches down to carefully pull them up while lifting her skirt as little as possible. She turns back towards you eventually, clearing her throat into one fist. At least that seems to have derailed her curiosity about your magic, since she instead says, "So. You know who I am?"\n\n"Yeah, I heard you were kidnapped by a dragon," you note, leaving out that you heard it only a few minutes ago while she was passed out. "You must have managed to escape, though, huh?"\n\n"Aaaahahahaha! Of course I did!" she declares immediately, putting the backs of her fingers to her mouth as she laughs, eyes closing as she rests her fists on her hips, naked sword blade threatening to trim some of the ruffles from her skirt in passing. "That dragon was a great fool! An idiot! A buffoon! To imply that I, Princess Katalina Pearcider of Aldamira, could not outwit such a brutish beast is to court execution for high crimes of insulting the royalty!"\n\n"Uh... huh," you murmur, rubbing the back of your neck. Maybe it's just the amount of anime you've seen, but you get the distinct impression that the dragon is almost certainly smarter than Katalina and she escaped in some way that likely didn't involve wits at all. It really, definitely seems best not to say that though. "So, uh, if you don't intend to put in an execution order or something, do you need me to help you get back to Aldamira or something?"\n\n"W-what?" that seems to take her aback, the smile frozen on her face for a moment, before she once again clears her throat into her fist. "No, no, that's... that's fine, don't mind that. I'm perfectly, utterly capable of getting myself back there," she declares, carefully not looking back at the smoldering pile of ash that was the monster that almost did her in. "I mean, eventually!" she adds after a moment.\n\n"Eventually?"\n\n"Right! Eventually!" She nods firmly, though just a little too emphatically and a few times too many. "When I'm good and ready! I'll get there, you know... by the scenic route!" she declares, pointing upward dramatically. Then she slowly lowers her hand to brush her finger against her cheek. "A-and, it's not as if I need you, or anything, I'll be perfectly fine on my own, but... you could come with me, if you... well, after all, a person of royal stature should have a bodyguard!" she adds, starting to fold her arms over her chest, then rethinking it as she almost cuts off her own arm with the sword. Shifting it back to fists on her hips, she gives another overly merry laugh before adding, "Normally it takes someone of impeccable breeding and training to be a bodyguard, but in return for the moderate amount of help you've offered me, I'll allow you the honor just for a little while!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yeaaah okay fine.|QOSuc5x6]]\n\n[[tsundere plz leave|QOAW]]\n\n[[She really needs to be taken down a peg. Or twenty.|QOAW]]

You wish Mary was available to share your long-suffering glance, but she's still tucked in at the back of your neck. Instead you manage, "Alright, I guess that works for me. Um, as my first act as bodyguard, maybe I can find you a sheath for that thing?"\n\n"Eh?" Apparently remembering she's still holding the sword, Katalina swings it back around in front of her (almost nicking her knee in the process) to look at. "Oh! Yes! Right, the sword! My sword! This sword, that is mine! That... I had a sheath for and lost! Yes, good, that would be good!"\n\nRight, so she stole it. Not commenting, you rest a hand on the pouch at your hip. Suddenly you're able to instantly sort through everything in it, and that's plenty, able to click around through the sorting categories effortlessly as if time had stopped. In fact you're pretty sure that you could just call whatever you wanted out of it right into your hand, but that might set Katalina off demanding answers again, so you instead actually reach inside and make a show of rummaging around before pulling out an empty magical sheath with sword belt. It's far too long to actually fit in the pouch, but some equivalent of a bag of holding must be pretty common here since the princess doesn't blink an eye, instead taking the sheath with a little sniff that might be some vague signal of gratitude. She fumbles a bit with getting the belt on, and almost stabs her hand with "her" sword a few times getting it into the sheath, but you get the sense that if you offered to help she'd get pretty huffy again. "Right! That's done! Let's be off!" she declares, immediately setting off in what is, as best you can tell, a random direction. Left with little choice, you hurry after her.\n\nEither her choice wasn't random or her luck is improving, because you soon exit the woods and arrive at a wide, packed earth road. She looks back and forth down it, then points and declares "That way!" before setting off again, making you lope a bit to catch up.\n\n"So, um, Princess," you start after awhile, a little nervous to be trying to actually chat with royalty... but probably not as nervous as you'd be if she wasn't a complete doof. "Why don't you want to go back to Aldamira?"\n\n"Who says I don't want to go back to Aldamira?! Don't make assumptions!" she snaps back, lifting her chin. "Of course I want to go back to Aldamira! Don't ask stupid things!"\n\nYou suppress a sigh, letting that sit for a while, before trying again. "... Why do you want to take the 'scenic route' back to Aldamira?"\n\nKatalina purses her lips, and for awhile you think maybe you've bothered her too much and she's just going to ignore you. But finally she says in a slow, sulky tone, "Well, the reason for that is..." She pauses... as in actually stops in the road... and wheels towards you, wagging a finger towards your face. "What I'm going to tell you are royal secrets! And I'm only telling you because I'm minorly, but appropriately, grateful for the small service you've performed me so far! If you ever spread this around, I'll have you executed and then thrown into the dungeon!"\n\nSomething's a little off about the order there, but you nod meekly enough. "Okay, I promise."\n\n"... Very well then." Katalina turns back around and sets off again, her arms folded. It's actually a minute or so before she speaks again. "When I was born, I was... very ill. I was not expected to survive to my first birthday. The palace, and kingdom, had already fallen into a state of mourning by the time I was one month old." She raises her head, sniffing haughtily. "Of course, they all expected too little of me! Before I had turned one, I was as healthy and proper and beautiful a baby as is befitting a princess of Aldamira! Still, it seemed to have affected my father and mother rather badly. I was not allowed to partake of any particularly vigorous activities, nor to leave the palace grounds. I have been kept somewhat... overly safe for my entire life."\n\n"So the dragon kidnapping you is the first time you ever got to leave the palace, huh?" At her small nod, you let out a 'huh'. "Okay, I guess I understand why you'd want to see some more of the world before you go back. But aren't you worried about... y'know... not being familiar with stuff?"\n\n"Don't call me ignorant, it's rude and I'll have your head chopped off!" Katalina huffs angrily, glowering at you briefly before turning her nose up again. "I'll have you know that my parents made sure I would not be completely lacking in knowledge of the world as proper. They constructed a small mock town on the palace grounds so that I could practice visiting the peasantry! Just... with dressed-up palace servants instead!"\n\nO... kay. You're starting to get an idea of just how rich the Aldamiran royalty must be, and also that Katalina's parents must be real pieces of work themselves. You do feel a little bad for the hapless princess now, as hard as she's hitting the whole 'tsundere' thing... it sounds like other than the dragon, she's never actually interacted with someone who wasn't family or being paid to do so. Still, it does sound like letting her wander around for awhile and experience the actual real world and the "peasantry" might be a good thing for her tenure as princess or... queen? You wonder if she's actually the heir to the throne, but that seems like something that could set her off if she's not, and you can't ask Mary since she's still hiding.\n\nSpeaking of which. A bit later Katalina stops, squirming a little, then clears her throat before declaring, "Bodyguard! I have decided to explore a nearby section of these woods! I will not go far, so I command you to stand guard here!" She turns and marches towards some trees, then wheels around. "Seriously! I'm just going to be exploring! And don't come over there or I'll-"\n\n"Have me executed, I know," you murmur, bowing your head. Princesses do not officially pee, got it.\n\nOnce Katalina's finished stalking off out of view, Mary quickly flits out of your coat collar. "Phew!" She stretches her arms and legs out in midair, wings flapping quickly a few times. "Not that I mind snuggling up to your neck, Master, but otherwise it's a little boring back there!" \n\n"Sorry, Mary," you say sincerely, turning your head to look at her. "Do you actually need to hide, though?"\n\n"Well, not necessarily," she admits, resting her hands on her tiny hips. "Familiars of all sorts are pretty common in this world. But getting some sort of demon creature is pretty unusual... people would probably think of you as at the least weird, at worst some kind of outcast or consort of monsters if they see me. I don't mind hiding out, Master, we're still together, we're still having an adventure, and I'm still here if you need me! I don't want to spoil your fun when you go into town or something."\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep hiding for now.|QOSuc5x7]]\n\n[[No more hiding.|QOAW]]

You think on it for a bit, then let out a frustrated sigh. "I mean if it was just me, I probably wouldn't care as much. But I worry about you while you're so small, you seem kind of... vulnerable, I don't want anything to happen to you. Plus we've got Katalina with us, and if we draw too much attention, someone might try to do something dumb like kidnap her and take her back to her kingdom by force. I know it's a bad habit from before, but... maybe it's best to keep a low profile for now."\n\n"No no, it's fine Master. There's low profiles and there's low profiles," Mary sooths, batting her hands at the air. "Besides, Master, I'm sure you'll make quite a name for yourself soon!" she chirps cheerfully. "Once you have a reputation firmly established, I can come out and no one will care nearly as much!"\n\nYou blink at that. You? A reputation? The idea sends a little shiver of horror through you, but then, that was back when you were just regular old Jamie who couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag, and not Cheaty McHax, Overpowered RPG-Style Anime Protagonist. You jump a little as Mary suddenly squeaks "Oop!" and dives behind your neck again, not long before Katalina emerges from the woods. She's blushing just a little, no doubt at the idea that you might have seen through her extremely clever charade, but simply calls "Onward!" and sets off at a brisk march again. You'll say this for her, she may have been a sickly baby and grown up protected, but her stamina's apparently virtually endless as she shows no problems whatsoever with walking on and on. Neither do you, luckily, but then you've got your likely maxed-out stats to thank.\n\nYou've just spotted what looks like a town or village in the distance when you hear something that sounds faintly like an explosion a bit away. Katalina yelps and jumps, briefly clinging to your arm before just as quickly hopping back. "W-what was that?! Are we being attacked?!" she squeaks. \n\n"No, that sounded too far off for that," you answer, trying not to betray how nervous you are. You hear some faint canine howls and then another... it's really more like a loud <i>whud</i> than anything else. That's not about you, but it certainly sounds like someone's in trouble!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go help!|QOSuc5x8]]\n\n[[Prioritize Katalina's safety.|QOSuc]]

"Well, you said we should go somewhere on an adventure," you reply, grinning. "Let's go somewhere adventurous!"\n\n"Ooo! Ooo, I know just the thing!" Mary chirps, clapping her hands together. "Here, give me a minute, Master!"\n\nYou blink as she closes her eyes and seems to be concentrating. She was in such a rush to be off you kind of expected, well, running down the stairs and out of the school that second. You actually get a little nervous as you hear the end of lunch bell ring, and remind yourself that it doesn't matter anymore, you're ditching school... permanently. Finally Mary opens her eyes and grins, then reaches out to take your hands. "Okay! Let's go!"\n\n"Go wheOOF!" you cry out as the ground under your feet suddenly becomes much less even and you find yourself stumbling and barely catching yourself. You look down to find you're standing on grass... but more than that, your clothes have changed. You're wearing fingerless leather gloves with silver inlaid patterns on the back, some sort of sleek, shiny half breastplate that feels like it weighs nothing, a red shirt and deep blue pants, with a pair of silver-armored boots that are also effortlessly light. You've got on a (okay it's totally badass) black coat and have a sword sheathed at your hip, with a fairly large bag clipped at the other hip. "Mary, why do I look like a JRPG character?!" you blurt, looking up and around at the area outside of some woods you're in.\n\n"Because you're in an adventure world, master!" chirps a rather squeaky voice from near your ear.\n\nYou blink, turning more carefully, and stare. There's Mary, alright, reverted to her full demon form including the skimpy leather outfit she was wearing when she was first created... but she's only about as tall as your hand. She flutters in the air near your shoulder, beaming at you. "Hi!"\n\n"Um. Hi. ... What exactly happened?" you ask a little flatly.\n\n"Heheh. Well there are tons of these sorts of 'game-like fantasy worlds' drifting around the planes, they just sort of form naturally and drift around aimlessly waiting for some power or another to snag them and start shaping them, usually by starting to introduce heroes from Earth. So I snagged this one! Gave you the full package, too, Master, super stats, an incredibly powerful magical sword, magic powers, an infinite holding space with lots of useful stuff and money in it, you're a total cheat character who can basically do what he wants!" Then she grins sheepishly, rubbing the back of her tiny head. "Um, but looks like it took a little bit more out of me than I expected, so I wound up like this. Oops," she adds, poking out her tongue and bipping the side of her head.\n\n"Is it permanent?" you ask worriedly, reaching out to gently poke her little hip and making her giggle. ... Admittedly she is pretty adorable this way, and you doubt she could knock you over with a hug now.\n\n"Shouldn't be! I just need some time to regain my energy. It'll help if you do things, too, Master."\n\n"Things? Like what?"\n\n"Just about anything, really. Heroics, or even villainy, anything that makes an impression on the world. Though admittedly if it's naughty things it helps out more," she adds, tapping her cheek with one finger. "Like a lot more."\n\nYou blush a little. "Uh, naughty things?"\n\n"Yup! I am a succubus after all, what did you expect? I normally get energy from doing naughty things anyway, and with my connection to you I can get it from you doing naughty stuff too. Since I'm too tiny for..." She pauses, obviously considering, then shrugging. "<i>Most</i> fun stuff, it'll basically have to be you. I mean, it's up to you, Master, just-" She pauses, turning to the side in midair, small wings angling upward. "Hey, did you hear that?"\n\n<hr>\n[[No, nothing.|QOAW1x1]]\n\n[[Sounded like... a scream!|QOSuc5x2]]

"That was a girl screaming!" you reply, taking off running towards the nearby woods where the sound came from... and surprising yourself with just how fast you move, and how agilely you begin darting around trees and navigating the uneven terrain strewn with undergrowth, limbs, and rocks, Mary flitting along at your shoulder and easily keeping pace.\n\nYou follow the direction you think the scream came from, adjusting course a little when you hear a second one. You burst into a clearing full of a number of small, brightly-colored flowers with waxy-looking petals. In the center is a much, much larger version, the little green stamens that jut from the centers of the others much longer, denser, and moving far more purposefully. Probably because they're wrapped around a pretty blonde girl in an elaborate skirt-style dress with armored portions, a fair bit of which has already been ripped and torn, baring her round breasts and full hips, as well as the light bush of blonde hair at her crotch, since one of the tentacles is just in the process of yanking her panties down around her thighs.\n\n"Let go! Let go!" she shouts, struggling as she lets out another scream, though from this distance it sounds as much furious as frightened. The tossing of her head flings her long blonde hair around, leaving it to brush against her pointed ears. "Unhand me! I am a princess of Aldamira, and you are the worst flower ever, let <i>go</i>!"\n\nUh-oh. A tentacle creature has ahold of a princess that it's in the process of stripping. You've seen enough hentai to know where this is going.\n\n<hr>\n[[And now you can see it live!|QOAW]]\n\n[[Or maybe save her, maybe that.|QOSuc5x3]]

Besides saving someone who's in trouble right in front of you, this does kind of seem like the setup for your entrance to this world as a hax protagonist. You hurry around to the side, where you're more at an angle to the plant, and unsheath your sword. It feels pretty natural in your hand, the blade gleaming with rainbow colors over the steel like it was coated in a soap bubble. And now just... yeah, there's an opening! Trusting to what Mary said about super stats, you throw yourself forward through the air, right towards the stretch of vines between the plant and the princess, snapping the sword out as you arrive at them. It cuts cleanly, the princess and most of the vine-tentacles dropping to the ground as you land lightly and turn. The huge flower lashes around, the truncated vines flailing and sending splashes of green fluid through the air. It's also screeching in pain... how the heck does a plant screech?! You'd almost feel bad for it if it weren't so clearly an RPG monster.\n\nDidn't Mary say you had magic too? Hoping they're intuitive or reactive or something, you stretch out a gloved hand towards the plant monster. "Fire Blast!" Just as hoped, a plume of flames shoots out from your palm, splashing against the creature and surrounding it in a swirl, in two heartbeats completely wreathing in flames. It continues to lash around and screech angrily for several seconds, before collapsing backwards and quickly burning to ash, leaving nothing but a pile of embers at its base. Straightening up, you walk over slowly, taking a look at the princess.\n\nIt looks like the sudden shock of being dropped after the panic of her situation has caused her to pass out, and she's laying splayed on the ground, the vines at least having fallen off of her as they went limp. She's definitely beautiful, ripped clothes and all, looking peaceful, sweet, and vulnerable with her relaxed face and slightly parted lips.\n\n"Oh hey, Master, I know who this is!" Mary chirps from your shoulder.\n\n"You do?" you ask in surprise, looking over at her.\n\n"Yeah, I assimilated a lot of knowledge about this world when I snagged it for our adventure. That's Princess Katalina Pearcider, the youngest daughter of the King of Aldamira, one of the biggest and richest kingdoms in this world. She was kidnapped by a dragon, and her father is offering a huge reward to anyone that slays the dragon and gets her back. Since that definitely wasn't a dragon, though, she must have escaped on her own or something. That means you could take her back for the reward yourself!" Mary pauses, then grins and raises her hands, wiggling her fingers suggestively. "Or, y'know, you could do lewwwwd stuff to 'er!"\n\n"Buh?" you squeak.\n\n"Yeah I can tell she's totally sacked out, she won't be waking up for hooooours no matter what right now," Mary continues, tiny blue eyes sparkling. "This is totally a chance to get some quick, consequence-free naughtiness under your belt, Master! Or, y'know, not," she adds with a shrug when you eye her dubiously. "I'm not here to corrupt you, I'm just saying!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Hmmm... consequence-free lewds, you say...?|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Let's... not.|QOSuc5x4]]\n\n[[Hm. Kidnapped princess...|QODK1x1]]

You think it over for a few moments, then shake your head. "No, the chances that there are monsters, or even just hungry wild animals out there, are too high. At least where we're going we have an idea what we'll be dealing with. ... Kinda."\n\n"Not exactly a comforting idea, but 'the devil you know' I guess," Jane says with a sigh, settling back to sit as she was.\n\nShe was right about one thing, though, which is that after about half an hour the treeline starts to gradually recede again, subtly falling back until it's once more far in the distance, albeit not quite disappearing again. And ahead there's the growing shape of a city, the obvious destination since it's not like the road is pointing towards anything else. You don't see anything like a gate or guards as the cart enters the city, so no one to protest the exceedingly obvious bandits entering, though you notice plenty of people seeing them coming and deciding to give the cart more space than simple physicality would warrant.\n\nThe bandit leader leads the cart driver further into the city, towards a building with rows of rather ominous-looking little stage-like things out front, all the more ominous because of the posts at the back of them with metal rings and chains attached. You notice several are already occupied by people of various levels of cleanliness and attractiveness, their level of dress also helping to denote which are clearly meant for what purpose. The leader heads inside, and eventually returns with the sort of guy that looks like he missed a meal and was dressed kinda shabbily once and has been making up for it ever since. He wobbles and shuffles his way over to peer into the cart at you, then hems and haws. "Well, yes, alright, I suppose I must admit they're twins, after all, but it's not as if they're <i>stunning</i> twins, is it?"\n\n"Mildly hurtful somehow," you mutter.\n\n"Aw c'mon, they're cute enough! Had to practically smack all the boys with a club to keep their hands off the both of 'em!" the bandit leader protests.\n\n"Annoyingly flattering somehow," Jane mutters.\n\nYou have to listen to the two of them argue over your good and bad points in order to determine how much the bandit's going to sell you for, and then to them eventually settling on a price. The fat guy claps his hands loudly and a pair of large, beefy dudes in what look kind of like (very well-packed) fundoshi and nothing else emerge from the building. One opens the back gate of the cart and beckons in a mildly threatening way, so that neither you or Jane put up any protest as you're half-helped half-hauled out of the cart and then hustled to stand before your new owner.\n\n"Well they <i>are</i> cute," he murmurs, rubbing one of his several chins as he eyes the two of you, looking back and forth. "Interesting clothing, too."\n\n"Should we redress them, Master?" one of the big men asks evenly.\n\n"Mmm... no, no, right to the block, right to the block," he declares with a few flicks of his sausagelike fingers. "Even if someone decides twins isn't incentive enough, perhaps they'll buy them to get ahold of the clothes."\n\n"Um <i>wow</i> okay!" you both blurt in sync even as the beefy slaves hustle you off again towards one of the open display stages.\n\nThe two of them clamp one band of the pair of manacles attached to the post around one of your wrists, and the other to Jane. Apparently deciding that's sufficient, they eye you both for a moment with that same warning/threatening look before turning and striding inside, flexing their butts exaggeratedly with every step.\n\n"... Slightly less intimidating," Jane mutters.\n\nThe two of you exchange a glance, then look around. You're... completely out in the open. And you can see people watching from inside the house, apparently eternally vigilant either for any escape attempts or customers. Eventually the two of you just settle into standing there miserably, since most of the others don't seem to be bothering to try and hide it either.\n\nVarious people walk by, and even stop and murmur about the apparent uniqueness of twins, but none of them actually stop long enough for anyone to get out of the house and come ask if they're buying. It does give you an idea that the city is about as diverse as you might expect, featuring humans, elves, and lots of people with beast features or even demonlike features. Several stop and cast censorious looks at the whole affair, as if assuring some unseen audience of their disapproval of slavery... but none of them actually comes over to do anything about it.\n\n"Whoa," Jane says suddenly after you've been out there a few hours, luckily having at least been brought cups of water by another, more normal-looking slave at one point.\n\n"What? What warrants a... whoa," you say, following her gaze and spotting the approaching pair of catgirls.\n\nTwins, specifically.\n\nThey're obviously much more identical than you and Jane, since they're both women. Both are tall, dark tan, and fairly buff, with feline ears sticking up out of thick black hair falling around their shoulders. Both are dressed effectively identically, wearing black bands dotted with beaded decorations across their full chests, toned stomachs left bare, and both wearing something that's sort of like a wrap-style skirt over tight black shorts. (Oh so they don't have denim here but they have spandex?!) Their arms are covered from shoulder to fingertip in armor, the same with knee-to-toe. All of it in identical cut and design and style, just in different colors, one red and one blue. In fact the only actual asymmetry between them is that the one in red has a gold loop with a ruby in it piercing her right feline ear, and the one in blue has a sapphire piercing her left ear.\n\nThey seem to be going down the line, looking at the slaves on display, and not with any 'Doing a thumbs down to make sure everyone knows I don't approve' posing, but rather openly appraising. In fact you see them both stop for a good long while in front of the display stand where a thoroughly clean, barely-covered girl with rabbit ears is chained, eyeing her with great interest. But apparently they decide against her, moving along, until-\n\nBoth of them blink in sync, and blurt out "Oh hey!" in stereo as they see you, stepping right up to the stage, their tails flicking back and forth excitedly. "There's a surprise," the red one says.\n\n"Oh, they're perfect! Exactly what we were looking for!" the blue one gushes, actually clasping her gauntleted hands together.\n\n"I dunno, 'perfect' and 'exactly' might be taking it a little far," the red one mutters, rubbing her chin.\n\n"No I <i>adore</i> them!" the one in blue insists. "Let's buy them, right now!"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Could be worse?|QOSis3x7]]\n\n[[... "HuuuuuuuuuuHWACHU!"|QOSis]]

You return to the rolling hills and grassy expanses of the Mustang Plains.\n\n<<set $random to either(1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10)>><<if $random <= 4>>You squint a little... you can kind of make out round hips and boobs. <<if $daymarescanned>>A quick check of the scanner on your MonComm shows that it's a <<if not $daymarefucked>>[[Daymare|DaymareFirst]]<<else>>[[Daymare|DaymareRepeat]]<<endif>>.<<endif>><<if not $daymarescanned and not $mgaavisited>>That's as much as you can make out from here. You'd have to <<if not $daymarefucked>>[[get closer|DaymareFirst]]<<else>>[[get closer|DaymareRepeat]]<<endif>> to be sure what sort of monster girl it is.<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $daymarescanned and not $daymarefucked>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner app, and a moment later a picture of a naked woman pops up (which, obviously, makes you blush just a little). She appears mostly human, but starting at the tops of her thighs her legs take on a more equine appearance, ending in hooves at the bottom. She also has a pair of horselike ears poking up from the top of her head amidst her brown hair. 'Daymare' reads the title at the top. 'Daymares are largely peaceful, pleasant monster girls. They can, however, be overly enthusiastic and eager to "go for a ride", especially when first meeting someone.' Huuuh... so sounds like they're pretty, uh... safe. You guess you could [[approach her|DaymareFirst]]...<<set $daymarescanned to true>><<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $daymarescanned and $daymarefucked>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner app, and a moment later a picture of a naked woman pops up (which, obviously, makes you blush just a little). She appears mostly human, but starting at the tops of her thighs her legs take on a more equine appearance, ending in hooves at the bottom. She also has a pair of horselike ears poking up from the top of her head amidst her brown hair. 'Daymare' reads the title at the top. 'Daymares are largely peaceful, pleasant monster girls. They can, however, be overly enthusiastic and eager to "go for a ride", especially when first meeting someone.' ... Yeaaah no kidding! Still, not like you couldn't [[approach one again|DaymareRepeat]]...<<set $daymarescanned to true>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 5>>You squint a little, and... yeah that is definitely a female figure, a fairly generous one too. <<if $maregoldscanned>>A quick check of the scanner app shows that it's a <<if not $maregoldfucked>>[[Maregold|MaregoldFirst]]<<else>>[[Maregold|MaregoldRepeat]]*<<endif>>.<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $maregoldscanned and not $maregoldfucked>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner app, and a moment later it displays a picture of an anthro horsewoman with what you can only think of as 'mega-MILF' proportions. Like, not gigantic, but still wow. Her coat has a yellow, bright sheen to it, and there's a slightly seductive look to her face. 'Maregold' reads the title. 'Maregolds are gentle monster girls who enjoy "mothering" others. They can be very forward and insistent about this, but rarely if ever mean any harm.' Oh. Huh. So that sounds pretty safe. Maybe even kinda nice? You could probably [[get closer|MaregoldFirst]]...<<set $maregoldscanned to true>><<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $maregoldscanned and $maregoldfucked>>You bring up your MonComm and activate the scanner app, and a moment later it displays a picture of an anthro horsewoman with what you can only think of as 'mega-MILF' proportions. Like, not gigantic, but still wow. Her coat has a yellow, bright sheen to it, and there's a slightly seductive look to her face. 'Maregold' reads the title. 'Maregolds are gentle monster girls who enjoy "mothering" others. They can be very forward and insistent about this, but rarely if ever mean any harm.' That. W-well, that seems pretty accurate You could probably [[get closer again|MaregoldRepeat]]*...<<set $maregoldscanned to true>><<endif>><<if not $mgaavisited and not $maregoldscanned>>You can't really make out much more than big round boobs and wide hips, though. You have a feeling you really need to talk to Hopita about MGAAs for your MonComm. But, you could still <<if not $maregoldfucked>>[[approach|MaregoldFirst]]<<else>>[[approach|MaregoldRepeat]]*<<endif>>...<<endif>><<endif>><<if $random > 5 and $random < 10>> You can make out a bit of a feminine figure but there's also a hint of... hm. <<if $stallionessscanned>>A quick check of the scanner app shows that it's a <<if not $stallionessfucked>>[[Stallioness|StallionessFirst]]<<else>>[[Stallioness|StallionessRepeat]]<<endif>>.<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $stallionessscanned and not $stallionessfucked>>You bring up your MonComm and click the button to activate the scanner. A moment later a picture of a mostly human-looking monster girl appears, though starting at the waist and going down her features become more equine... including the hefty sheath and pair of balls at the front of her crotch. Well, she's also got a pair of fairly cute horse ears poking up atop her head... and a big smirk on her face. 'Stallioness', is apparently the monster girl breed name. 'Stallionesses are futanari monster girls of the horse type. They're very confident and forward. While many serve as the leaders of herds of horse-type monster girls, if there is a horse-type monster guy in the area, they may be "demoted" to mares, and thus be rather backed up and more aggressive than usual.' Oh, uh, wow. So sounds like, uh, you should be careful if you [[approach her|StallionessFirst]].<<set $stallionessscanned to true>><<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $stallionessscanned and $stallionessfucked>>You bring up your MonComm and click the button to activate the scanner. A moment later a picture of a mostly human-looking monster girl appears, though starting at the waist and going down her features become more equine... including the hefty sheath and pair of balls at the front of her crotch. Well, she's also got a pair of fairly cute horse ears poking up atop her head... and a big smirk on her face. 'Stallioness', is apparently the monster girl breed name. 'Stallionesses are futanari monster girls of the horse type. They're very confident and forward. While many serve as the leaders of herds of horse-type monster girls, if there is a horse-type monster guy in the area, they may be "demoted" to mares, and thus be rather backed up and more aggressive than usual.' ... YEAH NO SHIT SHERLOCK! ... Ahem. ... Still, you guess you could go ahead and [[approach her|StallionessRepeat]] if you wanted...<<set $stallionessscanned to true>><<endif>><<if not $stallionessscanned and not $mgaavisited>>Well, you can't really see anything else. Boy, sure would be nice if there was some sort of scanning MGAA for the MonComm, maybe you should look into that sometime! But, it's probably 100% safe and not at all risky to <<if not $stallionessfucked>>[[approach|StallionessFirst]]<<else>>[[approach|StallionessRepeat]]<<endif>>.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 10>>You squint to catch a glimpse and... huh. There is not even the slightest hint of boobs. Wild! <<if $stallynscanned>>You're not too surprised when you check the MonComm and find that it's a <<if not $stallynfucked>>[[Stallyn|StallynFirst]]<<else>>[[Stallyn|StallynRepeat]]*<<endif>>. Shame you only get that scanning bonuse once, huh?<<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $stallynscanned and not $stallynfucked>>You bring the MonComm up and click to activate the scanner. You're a little surprised when after a moment, there's a fairly impressive fanfare, and a little popup saying 'Scan prize!' comes up before the information does. <<set $fd += 1000>>'Stallyn' reads the title, showing a fairly muscular anthro horseman in full Superman pose, a smug grin on his short muzzle. ... Dang, you probably would too if you had what he was packing, his sheath particularly thick and bulging, with heavy black balls hanging down. 'Stallyns, one of the main types of the rare monster guy. Stallyns are extremely dominant, and will chase off or dominate any other males or futas that enter their territory.' Oh. Huh. ... Well it means <i>monster guys</i> right? Like... not humans. Obviously? Still it doesn't say anything about them being dangerous, so you could [[approach|StallynFirst]] if you wanted!<<set $stallynscanned to true>><<endif>><<if $mgaavisited and not $stallynscanned and $stallynfucked>>You bring the MonComm up and click to activate the scanner. You're a little surprised when after a moment, there's a fairly impressive fanfare, and a little popup saying 'Scan prize!' comes up before the information does. <<set $fd += 1000>>'Stallyn' reads the title, showing a fairly muscular anthro horseman in full Superman pose, a smug grin on his short muzzle. ... Dang, you probably would too if you had what he was packing, his sheath particularly thick and bulging, with heavy black balls hanging down. 'Stallyns, one of the main types of the rare monster guy. Stallyns are extremely dominant, and will chase off or dominate any other males or futas that enter their territory.' ... Yeah. Yeah, that is, uh... that is true. ... Still... you could [[approach|StallynRepeat]]* if you wanted!<<set $stallynscanned to true>><<endif>><<if not $mgaavisited and not $stallynscanned>>Hm, you feel like your stubborn insistence on not even checking out the MGAAs has just caused you to miss out on something profitable. Tch, oh well! You can probably <<if not $stallynfucked>>[[safely proceed|StallynFirst]]<<else>>[[safely proceed|StallynRepeat]]*<<endif>> to meet this strange creature with absolutely no worries whatsoever!<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[Return to the starting area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

"Let's take at least a short look outside," you suggest. "Just so we can say we walked across the Ghibli hills."\n\nJane seems satisfied with that goal, and the two of you head over to the cabin's door, Jane carefully lifting the little block that apparently serves as an extra block to avoid splinters, then pulling it open.\n\nThe general look of the world continues once you're outside, the house a similarly generic European style dwelling that's obviously seen better days, but doesn't seem to be in danger of actually falling down any time soon, just maybe losing more of its shutters. That's good, you should be able to come back and use its door locks to get home with the key. (Quick check... yeah it's still there. Whew.) After a few moments you and Jane both venture away from the house, essentially setting off at random across the rolling hills, those gentle breezes ruffling the grass aesthetically and providing some nice, gentle cooling from the bright sun.\n\n"Wow, it is like... really nice here," you admit after the two of you have been walking for a while. "It's really like walking through the opening titles of a Ghibli movie."\n\n"Yeah," Jane admits in a slightly dreamy tone. Then she blinks and stops, turning towards you and raising a finger. "Hey, aren't Ghibli movies actually full of really shitty awful things happening?"\n\n"... uhhhhh..."\n\nAnd as if cued, there's the terrifying sound of a horse shrieking as it pounds up a nearby hill and practically launches into the air, landing hard near you and Jane and sending you both scattering away, only to find that you're rapidly being surrounded by more men on horseback and on foot, all of them garbed in ragged clothes and bits and pieces of armor, most of them wielding scarred, pitted weapons that look like they were looted off of some battlefield after having been left in the rain for at least a month.\n\nDespite the absolute fear pumping through your blood as more than a few of those blade points point at you and your sister, as you raise your hands you murmur, "You just had to say it, didn't you?"\n\n"Yeah I'll cop to that," Jane murmurs sheepishly, hanging her head as she also lifts her hands.\n\nLuckily, other than the bandits mocking and laughing at you, nothing worse than being tied up and thrown across the backs of horses happens... yet. Though neither of those things is exactly, uh, ideal, nor comfortable, and as you bump and wobble about with the rope chafing your wrists and binding your ankles, and the smell of both unwashed horse and unwashed men filling your nose. Not only are you intensely worried about what will happen to you wherever you're going, you're worried about what will happen to Jane. This was all a really bad idea, and it was your fault because you said you should play with the keys more.\n\n... Wait, she picked the key, right? And she was the one who suggested going for a walk in this world...\n\n............ Maybe it's like a 50/50 split. Properly twin-ish, then.\n\nIt's dark by the time the bandits finally stop, at what looks like a camp full of even more of them. You're hauled off the back of the horse, a bit stiff and bruised, and plunked down side by side with Jane. A mixture of the bandits from earlier and new ones are gathered around smirking and leering at you, and you edge closer to Jane, trying to sort of protectively... be closer.\n\nAfter a minute the ranks part and... another bandit comes through. You guess he must be the leader because he <strike>doesn't have shit all over him</strike> is less ragged and piecemeal than the others and his sword kinda looks like he actually bought it from a vendor or something. "Wellll, that's a nice bit of loot, boys!" he declares. "Could either be really valuable or really... fun," he says with a snicker, stepping close to you and waggling his drawn sword a bit, making your eyes go wide and Jane suck in a breath.\n\n"Now, tell me true, boy, and don't even think of lying," he says evenly, looking you in the eye. "... Virgins?"\n\n<hr>\n[[W-w-w-what?! Haha noooo, no, of course not!|QOSis]]\n\n[[....... Yeah.|QOSis3x5]]

"Y-... yeah," you admit, both because it was such a weird question to ask you couldn't really think of lying, and also, y'know, threatening you with a sword.\n\nThe bandit leader eyes you for a moment longer... then makes a little 'tch' sound from the corner of his mouth and calls, "Well no fun tonight, lads!" At the sounds of disappointment, he adds, "But much more money soon!" At that there's a cheer so... uh... yay?\n\nYou yelp as you're grabbed and picked up again, hands rifling your pockets and clothes none-too-gently, and besides the awkwardness and embarrassment a cold shot of terror passes through you as you feel your wallet, and everything else in your pocket, being emptied. Then you're tossed rather roughly into a sort of cage made out of the back of the wagon. You can hear Jane giving some rather indignant yelps that say the bandits aren't being particularly respectful as they similarly loot her, before she gives an "oof" at landing next to you, the back of the wagon slamming closed.\n\n"... What just happened?" you ask as you sit up.\n\nJane gets up to a seated position as well, making a face. "I think you just kept one or both of us from getting gangraped by being honest about your V-card's intactness."\n\n"Wha? ... Ohhhhh," you murmur as the implications of all that start to sink in. You glance around the cart-cage, then look at Jane. "... So instead they're going to sell us to someone else who will rape us instead?"\n\n"That does seem to be the implication, yeah," she mutters as she gets up on her knees and scoots over, taking hold of the bars and giving them a small shake.\n\n"Hey, careful, if they notice it'll probably piss them off!"\n\n"... Yeah, and they're all awake right now too," Jane mutters after another look around outside, then settling back into place. "This is a pretty big mess we've gotten ourselves into, bro."\n\n"Yeah," you agree with another sigh.\n\nThe two of you settle into your own quiet little bundles of worries, albeit scooting around to sit side-by-side and lean up against the side of the cart, eventually falling into a restless sleep with your heads leaned together. You're not really jolted so much as nudged awake by the cart spurring into motion in the morning, as a handful of the bandits set off with one of them driving it, apparently carrying you off to wherever they intend to sell you.\n\nYou and Jane don't talk much, not exactly having much to say, and also afraid that provoking any 'Shut up back there!' reaction might be accompanied by a bit of casual physical violence. You instead watch as more of those hills roll by, with the road underneath falling away and stretching ahead. Eventually, off in the distance, there's a dark bumpiness that gradually begins to resolve into trees into the distance. The forest grows closer and closer to the road, until it's practically right up next to it, blocking out the previous wide open view.\n\nJane takes a quick look around to see if the bandits are paying attention, then leans in to whisper to you. "If we're going to make a break for it, it probably has to be now," she murmurs, eyes flicking off to the side. "The trees will probably thin out again when we get closer to wherever it's going. Right now with them like this is our best chance to actually run into the woods and lose them."\n\n"Yeah," you murmur back, glancing around. Then you nudge Jane and point at the center of the cart. One of the boards had clearly not been nailed down particularly well, and the bumpy road has jostled it further loose. If you could break the board off enough, it's possible that the two of you could just fit through the hole. Clearly Jane has come to the same conclusion, since she gives a little nod and starts to turn towards the edge of the cart.\n\n"I'll keep watch, and-"\n\n"Wait," you whisper, snagging her by the arm. "What if the woods are full of even worse stuff?"\n\n"Worse than being sold into slavery?!" she hisses back.\n\n"Um, <i>yeah</i>?" you reply. "Have you ever read one of the really bloody-minded isekais?!"\n\nShe opens her mouth, but apparently she has since she pales a little. She frowns, then nods. "So... but... should we try or not?" \n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOSis]]\n\n[[No.|QOSis3x6]]

There is a question being asked here. It really doesn't seem like you're going to be able to get away from this strange, brightly-dressed girl without answering it. So your brain flips a coin and you try "Um... lucky?"\n\n"'Kay," the strange girl chirps... right before dropping out of view as she easily squats again, this time right in front of you. You're left blinking at the blank space where she was... then your eyes widen and you whip your head down to stare at her as she undoes your pants. You're so completely shocked that all you can really do is open and close your mouth silently as she proceeds to pull down the front of your briefs and haul out your rapidly hardening cock, immediately sliding her mouth over the head of it, her hand wrapped around the base. Those green eyes are rolled up to watch your shocked face, dancing with laughter, or mischief, or maybe something else as she starts unashamedly bobbing her head up and down, her tongue washing over your prick as she sucks lightly at it. \n\nShe is... very obviously way more experienced at this than Maya. You find yourself trembling, leaning heavily back against the wall as you stare down at the stranger sucking your cock with apparent enthusiasm and absolutely no shame whatsoever, your lips parted lightly and your face flushed. In fact probably the only reason you haven't cum already is the earlier handjob from Maya. You start worrying your lower lip as you nevertheless start getting closer and closer, watching the neon-clad girl draw her mouth back, using her hand to angle your shaft upward so she can give the underside several long licks, before moving it back down and sliding her mouth back over it, never once stopping looking up at you with those dancing, smug green eyes.\n\nEven with the earlier release it's not long before you give a hard gasp, your cock twitching and unleashing a thick spurt of cum into her mouth. She swallows with just as little hesitation as before, gulping it right down apparently without a second thought. She brings her head back and licks her lips, smirking up at you before reaching over for something to snag it as she stands... and holding your dollar out to you. "Don't forget what you <i>came</i> for," she chirps, giggling and flicking her hand cutely as she walks away.\n\nYou're left slumped against the wall, staring after her, your half-limp cock jutting out of your pants. It takes quite a bit longer before you can actually force your brain into gear, half-scrambling to tuck yourself away and do up your pants, before almost mechanically going through the motions of buying a four-pack of condoms. Shoving them deep in your pocket, you turn and head back out of the school and back to Maya's house.\n\nUnfortunately when you get there you find Maya fully dressed, and not in the best mood to judge by her sulky expression. "You took too long, my mom'll be home soon," she mutters as you walk back into the room.\n\n"Oh. S-sorry, there was... a delay," you murmur back, gaze downcast. You're not exactly sure how to put that otherwise.\n\n"Well. I mean, it's you, so I guess shyness has gotta factor in, yeah?" Grinning ruefully, Maya reaches out to ruffle your hair. "You should probably head back home, yeah? Maybe we'll be in the mood to try again later. Like, someday, y'know?"\n\nYour head is full of a lot of conflicting, strange thoughts as you do walk home. Some complete stranger, a girl your own age, with a truly wild fashion sense, called you "cutie"... and then sucked your cock right in the school restroom. You. Cutie. And... that other thing, yeah. With a complete stranger. Which delayed you enough to apparently rather squash things with Maya. Permanently? You're not sure. That would kind of suck, you were just kind of starting to maybe almost get around to the idea of this whole "sex friend" thing. ... Sort of. And that girl... who was she? Where did she come from? ... What was she doing hanging out in the boys' bathroom? It almost feels like a bit of a fever dream.\n\nUntil some time later when you're at the mall to check the latest manga releases, and she emerges from around a corner and slips an arm around your shoulder, almost giving you a heart attack again. "Hey there, cutie!" the neon girl chirps. She's dressed very similar to last time, the same black jacket-like thing and with the colors on the rest of her garments shuffled (well, you assume on the panties since you can't see them right now), with the star deco on her cheek switched out for a heart, and highlighter yellow thigh-highs instead of fishnets. "S'up? How's it going? You ever get to use those condoms you were buying?"\n\nYou open and close your mouth a few times, overcome by sheer embarrassment and shock on a number of levels, but still somehow managing to rasp, "Ah... n-no."\n\n"Oh? That's a shame. Still got 'em?" She grins wider, her lipstick lime green today... then her eyes twinkle as she leans in closer. "You wanna go 'head and use 'em now?"\n\n<hr>\n[[No?|QOMaya]]\n\n[[... Yes?|QOMaya]]

The lock clicks, and then Jane pulls the door open to reveal... a dusty cabin interior? It's dim, lit only by sunlight, and looks to be all wood furnishings, the layer of dust and mild disarray giving the sense that it's probably been abandoned for a long time.\n\nYou and Jane exchange a glance, and this time shrug in sync. May as well check it out, it looks a little spooky but not too much. You make sure to pick up the 'Home' key and shove it deep into your pocket, where it hopefully can't run away on you. (And, as an extra mildly paranoid step, check the interior of your pocket with your fingertip for holes or loose stitches. ... Nope, you're good.) That secured, the both of you move over and make your way through the door, which creaks closed behind you, turning into a rather more plain, aged, and cracked closet door.\n\nHm... looks pretty primitive, you think as you wander off to one side, Jane moving the opposite way. You'd worry about stepping on a rusty nail or something, but just from glancing at the furniture, you're pretty sure they didn't use any, the wood's just kind of... notched together or whatever. And yeah it definitely looks like no one's been here in a long, long time, years at the very least. The shutters on the windows have taken a pounding, which is clearly partly why there's as much light getting in as there is from the sun outside, since they're hanging rather askew and broken here and there. In fact as Jane arrives at one and tries to push it open, both sides just fall off completely and hit the ground with a <i>whumpf</i> of dust, making her cough briefly and wave a hand in front of her face. She waits until the dust clears a bit before leaning out and peering around.\n\n"I think we're in one of those isekai fantasy worlds," she declares after all of one turn of her head back and forth.\n\n'Who would have predicted?' you think for some reason, before walking over to join her, trying to look past her. "What makes you say that?"\n\n"Rolling Ghibli hills, gentle aesthetic breezes, generic plant life, the color saturation."\n\nYou nudge her aside and take your own look out. Whoa yeah those are some rich popping colors all right. You definitely haven't seen anything like that anywhere in the vicinity of Deviville in your life, so you have to figure that you've been moved well afield in space, even if you didn't already have plenty of proof that the keys could actually open doors to other worlds.\n\n"Hm. Should we take a look around out there, do you think?" Jane says slowly. "I mean, we should have at least a few hours before Mom notices we're not in our rooms, at the very least. Maybe we could find a mascot character in distress. Or a cute waifu in distress," she adds teasingly.\n\n"It could be a cute mascot in distress who later turns out to be a cute waifu," you point out mock-solemnly.\n\n"Oh yeah that's always a silly little twist. But do you wanna? Or should we not risk it?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Let's go take a look.|QOSis3x4]]\n\n[[Better look around the cottage some more first.|QOSis5x1]]\n\n[[Nah, better go home.|QOSis]]

The school really seems like the safest bet. You set off, and after a few minutes realize it would probably be best to let Maya know it might be awhile. You text her to say that you're on your way to the school to use the bathroom machine.\n\n'Why not store or free clinic?!' she sends back.\n\n'Don't want to run into anyone I know' you send back, feeling embarrassed. You suppose you could have just sent back 'too shy' but it's not like Maya doesn't know.\n\n'Fine, but try to hurry, okay?' Maya's return text comes. A moment later, 'Buy a couple because you're making the wait up to me.'\n\nYou flush at that... is Maya actually saying she intends to, ah... well... ... yeah. Yeah she does seem to be saying that. Wow you seem to have become full-fledged sex friends awfully fast. How did this happen, to you of all people? You sort of figured this thing must happen to guys like your friend Kevin all the time, but you? You spend the rest of the walk to the school in a bit of a daze, and with a half-hard dick in your pants. But then that's sort of the teenage experience all over, isn't it?\n\nThe school during summer is pretty weird... the lights are on, it's bright outside, and yet the sheer emptiness makes it seem kind of vast and dim. It's so quiet and still... part of you thinks that it's much improved this way, another part says that this is really creepy and you don't like it. Either way, you're here on a mission, a very, very, <i>very</i> important mission so you can't get distracted. You head right for a specific boys' bathroom, where you know the condom machine awaits. (There was apparently a bit of controversy about installing them, so the compromise was that there would be only one each in one boy's bathroom and one girl's.) They do cost money, which was apparently another compromise to keep them from being used as free water balloons, but at least it's got a bill changer on it.\n\nOnce in the bathroom, you step up to the machine, chiding yourself for feeling nervous. It's just a silly condom machine after all, it's not like it has a camera installed that will send a picture of you buying sex products to your mother. ... You hope. You pull a dollar out of your wallet and are busy trying to flatten it out properly when a sudden voice from behind you makes you jump and practically pee yourself in fright, in part because it's a girl's voice.\n\n"Ooooo, buyin' somethin' fun?"\n\nYou whip around, clutching at your chest and staring with wide eyes. One of the toilet stalls is open, and positioned in a squat with her tiptoes on the toilet seat is a girl. A rather, well, punk girl, with thick dyed-blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and falling across one side of her face in front, with streaks of bright neon colors in it. In fact 'neon colors' seems to be a thing with her... she's wearing a sort of light black jacket with a hood, but under that is a bright pink top trimmed with neon yellow, a hot purple skirt (and practically glow-in-the-dark pink panties showing under it from her position), with fishnet stockings and tie-dyed sneakers.\n\n"Uh, er, uh..." You stare at the strange (in more ways than one) girl as she hops down from her perch and saunters over to you, pressing back against the wall as she leans a hand on it beside your head and moves in close, green eyes flashing as she smirks at you. \n\n"Heheh~, y'know, you're kind of cute, actually. I bet you came in here 'cause you thought it would be super empty. Un-<i>lucky</i>!" she chirps, snickering... before pausing, hot pink lips curling up, the little purple star decoration to one side of her left eye twinkling. "Or is it? Hm, hm, hm... well let's see, do you feel lucky or unlucky getting caught by me, cutie?"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Lucky?|QOMaya3x2]]\n\n[[... Unlucky?|QOMaya]]

You suddenly feel yourself being whisked away, what feels like a pair of strong but gentle hands wrapped around you. You can tell that you're moving at great speed, but somehow there's no feeling of pressure from it, no being pushed around or smacked by the force of momentum. Soon you find yourself floating, surrounded by a gentle white light, feeling weightless and disconnected. Any attempt to focus on your body enough to move it just seems to drift off away from your awareness before it can properly manifest.\n\n"Welcome," a soft voice speaks through you. "Your time of suffering is over. You have arrived in Heaven, because you have a special spark that will allow you to become an angel."\n\n'What? Me?' you think in shock.\n\n"Yes, you indeed. You will now be reborn as an angel of the God of Light, to fight the forces of the lower planes, protect Heaven, and in various ways serve the people of the mortal plane."\n\n'But what if I don't want to be an angel?' you can't help but think back. You can't exactly frown without a body, but you do your best anyway. 'I wasn't exactly asked about this.'\n\n"You contracted with a demon, even if you believed it wouldn't work," the voice replies, still gentle and without accusation, clearly wanting to simply explain. "In truth, Heaven could have left you to the consequences of your own actions. Instead we have not only rescued you from that torment, but are offering you a chance to become a being of great power and potential to help others."\n\nYou have to admit, whoever-it-is kind of has you there. This isn't exactly the outcome you wanted, but. 'Alright then.'\n\n"Thank you. Welcome to Heaven, Jamiel. Now, to prove that we have no real wish to force an eternity not of your choosing on you, you will be allowed to choose what kind of angel you will become. Here are the forms that have been prepared for you." A ring of different bodies appears encircling you in the light. All of them at least vaguely resemble you, but none entirely (they're all prettier, for one). They're different heights, with different wings and their eyes are closed, heads bowed as if silently praying.\n\n'Why are some of them girls?' you ask curiously.\n\n"There is an order to things. The complexities of maintaining ratios of male, female, and other angels are difficult to explain to, or comprehend for anyone not a member of the inner bureaucracy. But your soul is currently in a state of transcendance... it doesn't actually bother you to think of becoming a girl, does it?"\n\nYou consider, and realize that no, it doesn't. Actually really the only thing that bothers you is the suddenness of how you wound up here, the more you think on it. Perhaps it's only a lingering feeling of lack of closure. Perhaps sensing the answer, the voice continues, beginning to emenate more from the direction of each body as it's described.\n\n"You could become a [[Cherub|CherubJamieStart]], responsible for creating love, affection, or simply matchmaking those for whom Heaven has it scheduled," the voice says, coming from the direction of a girl with small, rather fluffy white wings, her body slender and fairly undeveloped, though she looks roughly the same age as you. "Their duties are nearly constant, but the sense of fulfillment is often quite great."\n\n"You could become a simple [[Angel|AngelJamieStart]], much like Shotiel," the voice continues, this time indicating the body that looks most like yourself, albeit still prettier (and with a bigger dick). "Your duties would be those of a 'rover'... whatever is required at the moment, be it in Heaven or on Earth. A bit of a generalist, but with a fair bit of free time in which to enjoy Heaven or Earth."\n\n"There is always a need for [[Guardian Angels|GuardianAngelJamieStart]]," the voice continues, this time coming from near a body that looks like you, but taller, with broader shoulders and more defined muscles. "You would be assigned a mortal, and follow them around for the rest of their life. A taxing job, but many find it even more rewarding than the duties of a cherub."\n\n"There is also what we refer to as [[Asar|AsarJamieStart]]," the voice says, coming from near the last of the bodies, a tall, sleekly-muscled woman with full breasts and toned hips, with the largest wings of the lot. "These are angels whose duty it is to stay in Heaven and perform the most taxing duties there. While it would mean that you would likely never return to Earth, it is also the role most likely to allow you to one day ascend to the ranks of the Archangels... those who are allowed to meet and speak directly with the God of Light.\n\n"Choose wisely, new angel Jamiel, for this will be your self until long after the mortal planes are no longer lit by starlight."

"There's a chance it just looks like a handprint to throw us off," you note. "Sima can be a little devious, especially with bonus loot. There might actually be some kind of key that's shaped like a hand instead."\n\n"What, so it's shaped like a hand to bait you into putting your hand there?" Josh says, making a face, then shuddering again. "And I bet it curses you if you try it too, huh?"\n\n"Maybe, there's definitely a trap if that's what it is. Let's search these guys and see if one of them had the key."\n\nIt's not the most pleasant proposition in the world, but you've done it a few times by now so it's not too bad. Besides, looting these goblins and kobolds is pretty easy... they're all basically wearing nothing but a belt with ragged leather flaps attached for a loincloth, and they either have nothing else but their crude weapons or a single pouch on their belt. After several minutes you find one of the kobolds with a leather bag tied to his belt that feels obviously heavier just from moving it, and quickly undo it and pull out its contents, a hand-shaped metal object.\n\n"I found it!" you and Josh (who's crouched over a dead goblin) both call in almost perfect sync, before blinking and looking at each other.\n\nA second later you're standing together comparing the two objects. The one you're holding is a vaguely claw-tipped hand made of what you think is black iron; the bottom is somewhat concave, while the top is patterned in rough, not particularly artistic or well-rendered scales. The one Josh is holding looks like it's made of copper that's gone completely green, and is rounded on both sides but without anything really in the way of detail. The iron one has slightly clawed fingertips, while the copper one is more blunt but with very faint points atop the fingers like overgrown nails, definitely helping set them apart as a kobold hand and a goblin hand respectively.\n\n"So they both had their own key?" Josh asks with a frown. "Does that mean either one will work?"\n\n"... Maybe," you murmur. "Or maybe one's real and the other's a decoy?"\n\n"Maaan do you always gotta be this paranoid doing this shit?" Josh huffs.\n\n"Not always, Sima's usually not super into making you quadruple-guess yourself," you admit sheepishly, then shrugs. "But then I didn't know she was magic and could send people to other worlds or whatever she's really done here. Maybe she's going the extra mile."\n\n"Fine, fine, so which is it?" Josh goads, obviously growing impatient to get the promised extra treasure.\n\n<hr>\n[[The kobold key.|BullyIse]]\n\n[[The goblin key.|BullyIse]]\n\n[[Hmmmm...|BullyIse1x10]]

"Uh, so are we just gonna... go running through the city naked?" you ask slowly.\n\nJane settles to her heels and turns back to face you... then makes a face. "Yeah, good point. Really really good way to just get captured and sold again... but probably molested right off the bat this time." She sighs a bit, then nods. "Yeah, okay, you're right, at least these two don't seem <i>too</i> bad. Guess we better take our chances with them." She shrugs. "I mean, if I've gotta get lezzed, I can think of worse options than a buff catgirl. And I'm guessing you're not exactly hating life right now."\n\n"Eheh."\n\nAfter a bit more discussion, you also both agree that they're only going to wait so long, so you'd better use the bath together. Suffice to say it's been many years since you took a bath with your sister, and things are, uh, different. The two of you both try to give each other some space as you apply the oils (all of which smell of things like cherry and vanilla and other flowery, fruity things that are undeniably girly), but you do wind up brushing and bumping up together occasionally, the both of you trying to ignore that your cock is noticeably not going down.\n\nBut eventually the two of you are cleaned of sweat, road dirt, and the oils, and step out of the bath. Maybe there's some sort of enchantment on the room or whatever, because you both dry off quickly. Exchanging one last 'here we go' look, you and Jane move to open the door again... and both stare.\n\nThe cat twins have undressed too, now entirely and utterly identical save for the identifying earrings. So it would appear they are exactly identical in their full, large breasts, their firm bellies, their toned thighs. They're also identical in the long, fat tan cocks jutting from their crotches, with hefty, smooth balls hanging heavily beneath them.\n\n"Theeere we go, all clean," Blue coos as she walks over and takes the stunned Jane by the upper arm, leading her over towards the bed.\n\n"Smelling good, too," Red coos as she walks over and takes the stunned you by the upper arm, giving your head a few sniffs before also drawing you to the bed, both their girthy poles swaying and wobbling with their steps.\n\n"You see, as twins, we allllways want to have the same sorts of stuff," Blue announces as she turns and sits down on the edge of the bed.\n\n"But we're not necessarily great at sharing all the time, so we want to make sure that we each have our own stuff," Red announces as she turns and sits down beside her sister.\n\n"So twins are just perfect," they say in unison, simultaneously giving a haul on the two of you's arms so that you're both pulled to your knees, thumping to the floor and now face-height to those jutting staffs, hanging down slightly with how heavy they are, fat tan eggs hanging down low between their strong thighs.\n\n"And you two especially, since one actual difference between us is that I have a preference for pussy," Blue purrs, stroking the top of Jane's head, your sister's wide eyes fixated on the cock in front of her.\n\n"And I have a preference for ass," Red purrs, eyes glittering wickedly as she looks down at you and similarly pets your hair.\n\n"Not that we don't share at <i>all</i>!"\n\n"Or don't switch it up."\n\n"Now get to work," Blue adds firmly, suddenly sliding her hand to the back of Jane's head and pushing her forward, pressing her face right into that big, smooth tan sack, Jane starting to squirm and 'mmf!' muffledly, her hands reflexively coming up and pressing against Blue's muscular thighs.\n\nRed's hand similarly slides down the back of your head, her fingers tightening in your hair, but she doesn't yank you forward yet. Instead she just continues grinning at you. "C'mon, cutie, you're gonna put some effort into it, riiiight?" she says teasingly. "If you're a good little pet, maybe you'll actually get to empty these somewhere nice," she adds, moving her bare foot to nudge her toes up under your balls, lifting and shaking them gently.\n\n<hr>\n[[No! No way!|QOSis]]\n\n[[... fine...|QOSis]]\n\n[[Yes <i>ma'am</i>!|QOSis3x9]]

"I think you're right, if the goal is taking down a world-conquering dragon, we can't afford to pass up any loot, especially at the start," you say with a sigh. "But we've gotta be <i>careful</i>, okay? If Sima did put more really good loot in this dungeon, she also definitely put it behind a trap or something of equal danger."\n\nJosh looks like he might actually be considering your words, at least a little. Either way he nods, and after another moment turns and sets off, with you hurrying to keep up, but also staying firmly behind him.\n\nThe two of you encounter several more groups of both goblins and kobolds, and admittedly your teamwork does improve a little bit as you deal with them. Josh learns to not immediately go charging off towards them to fight (mostly) so that you can cast buffs on him first, and you learn to actually participate in the fighting by casting debuffs or heals actively instead of flinching away from the fighting (mostly). It's small steps but you have to admit it's something, and at least Josh hasn't made any comments about you only being mostly useless in a while.\n\nYou run into several dead ends and empty rooms along the way, which you can tell frustrates Josh and puts him back more towards a snarly mood, especially when you remind him that since you're now looking for bonus loot Sima wouldn't have made it super easy to find. But he doesn't start complaining or insisting you leave, just kinda simmers grumpily as the two of you continue making your way through the halls and finding more fighting parties in mostly empty rooms, collecting little but a few pieces of potentially sellable clutter.\n\nEventually Josh looks up from the latest, and hardest, fight of a mingled group of kobolds and goblins and blurts out an angry, "Okay, fuck this, this is stupid!"\n\nYou can see why he's mad... it's a dead end. The cave tunnel wall just sort of stops about thirty feet in, rounded and smooth like nature or someone else had long ago gotten started on making another winding tunnel and just given up. You look at it for a moment, then say, "Actually I think this is it."\n\nHis head snaps towards you and he glowers, so you hold your hands up a bit to show you'll explain, waggling your staff a bit. "If there wasn't anything here, why would this big group have been clustered around waiting?"\n\n"Didn't I hear once these are called like 'random encounters'? So they're random, so what," he grumbles sulkily.\n\n"Sima doesn't usually do completely random encounters inside dungeons, just sometimes out when you're traveling. But also all the other groups we've run into were either wandering around the tunnels like a patrol or they were sitting in rooms waiting, this isn't either," you add, gesturing around at the bodies scattered on the floor. (You're trying not to look too closely. It's not <i>too</i> bad... kinda seems like some of the gore has been sanitized so that it's not just completely disgusting... but they are legit dead bodies.) "So this feels like a clue, they were probably guarding the secret entrance."\n\n"... Wouldn't that kinda defeat the point of it being a secret entrance?" Josh says in a half flat, half honestly confused tone.\n\nYou open your mouth to reply, then close it slowly. ... Huh. Then after a second you just shrug. "D&D logic, I guess."\n\n"Whatever. Look around and find it then, if you're so sure."\n\nYou roll your eyes a bit, then turn and head over to where the tunnel ends to start looking around. It takes you a little while... sort of figuring out your abilities from the mental 'list', casting a few spells here and there, and finally managing to perceive a slight depression directly in the center of the curved wall. You don't cast any spells to reveal it, it's just like once you know it's there the illusion doesn't affect you anymore. It's shaped roughly like a fairly standard humanoid hand with four fingers and thumb spread, big enough that a larger one could still fit their hand against it but with fingers spread shortly enough that a smaller hand could probably still fit into the general outline.\n\n"There's a hand-shaped print here," you note, pointing with your staff, Josh eyeing where you point dubiously and then doing a bit of a double-take as it apparently appears to him too. "It's probably the activation for the secret room."\n\n"So how do we activate it? Someone just puts their hand there?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Yeah, like this."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["Yeah, try it."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["I'll try to unlock it with magic instead."|BullyIse]]\n\n[["It might be a keyhole."|BullyIse1x9]]

Hey, that Kira lady seemed pret-ty upset earlier, right? Right? Maybe you can make her feel better! You wander around a bit until you spot her over at the kitchen counter, apparently having a cigarette and disdaining the party as much as you were earlier, to judge by the scowl on her face and how she's keeping her head forward. Outside it looks like it's started raining, the lights of the other nearby apartment and dorm buildings visible in the night. As you approach and come to a stop, she turns her head over towards you, green eyes focusing and scowl deepening just the tiniest bit.\n\n<img src=https://i.imgur.com/NOIYQJt.jpg?1>\n\n"Oh, it's you. What exactly do you want?" she asks rather sourly.\n\nYou open your mouth, but instantly forget completely what you were going to say. You close it, concentrate, remember, open your mouth, and forget again. Hm, once more maybe?\n\n"... Seriously, spit it out," she prompts, eyes narrowing a bit.\n\n"... Mr. Stark I don't feel so good," you reply faintly as you start to wobble.\n\n"Huh? Hey, what the fuck?!" Kira yelps as you start to pitch forward.\n\nYou feel the sickening sensation of dropping for a moment before arms catch under yours to hold you up, your head thumping against something yielding and soft. You're distantly aware of the arms firming up around you and shifting you a bit, and of movement as you're half-pulled along. You can sort of hear voices, but are barely cognizant of what they're actually saying.\n\n"Huh? Hey, what happened here?"\n\n"What happened is you left your little brother alone at one of your loft parties and he got falling-over smashed, that's what, Will. Good fucking job being a big brother."\n\n"Shit. Here, let me-"\n\n"I think you've done just about enough by doing nothing, so maybe fuck off, I'll put him to bed."\n\nAnd then things fade out even more, to the point that you're just barely aware of more movement and being thumped onto something more familiarly soft and yielding, and your clothes being tugged at, before you're out completely.\n\nWhen you come to, you gradually become aware that you're in bed, in the dark. You shift a little, gradually feeling out that you seem to be naked under the covers, and very warm... because there's someone with you? Someone that shifts and moves as you squirm in place. It's so completely dark in the room that you can only feel it as that form moves, what you have to assume is a pair of large, bare breasts pressing to your chest as the very faint outline of a head moves into place above yours. There's a long, still moment... and then that outline moves down, and you can feel lips pressing against yours, over yours, a tongue gently flicking against your lips.\n\n<hr>\n[[Kiss back.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Push them away.|QOBro]]

Everyone here is drinking, and absolutely no one seems to care about you picking up a bottle too. You glance at it... looks like one of the microbrew beers someone else brought in. You manage to wrest it open and take a drink, and then fight not to spit it back out. Holy crap! That tastes... like stuff? It's definitely not the kind of, well, bubbly yellow taste the beer earlier had. You make a bit of a face, and take a smaller sip of it, finding it's a bit better this time. You're not even going to try and dissect the flavor profile, that's not why you're drinking this. You're drinking it because it's alcoholic.\n\nPerhaps if you were a bit older and wiser you might have thought to check just <i>how</i> alcoholic. But since you know nothing about microbrews you don't really realize how hard it was going to hit until you're about 2/3 through it. By that time you've moved beyond social anxiety and are rapidly approaching 'not afraid of the police', wandering through the party calling the occasional slurred 'Eyyyyy!' and fingergunning at amused twenty-somethings.\n\nYou come to a stop roughly in the middle of the apartment. Something... oh right, your brother introduced you to some people earlier, didn't he? You should tooootally do that party thing and... whatchamacallit... socialize with them. Yeah, that's the ticket. Or hey, hey hey hey... didn't you originally come here in the first place to spend some time with Will? Maybe you ought to go find him!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go talk to Sandy.|QOBro8x1]]\n\n[[Go talk to Lil.|QOBro7x1]]\n\n[[Go talk to Aki.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Go talk to Kira.|QOBro6x2]]\n\n[[Go talk to Will.|QOBro]]

Well. You did kind of waste your real summer vacation. ... And a lot of the ones before. Your family has never really particularly been one for going out and doing summer vacation-y things like camping or road trips or anything like that, at least not ones that you've found particularly memorable (or magical). You guess it would kind of be nice if you could experience a summer vacation more like the ones you've read about and seen in shows. Y'know, like Japanese summer vacation stories set in some remote countryside town with quiet, friendly inhabitants and some local kids to hang out with. Or like in British kids' books where you're similarly out in the remote countryside but there's probably something weird and magical lurking about in some corner just ready and waiting to make the rest of your completely normie life feel like a drag. Or like an American summer vacation story where...\n\n... huh. You can't recall that many of those. You guess a lot of those tend to be aimed at older teens going to the beach and partying? ... Eh well whatever. You'll just write that you want a summer vacation dream and see what happens. If you have one, cool, if not, eh.\n\nYou finish writing in the journal and set it aside... then blink and pick it up again. The eye on the front is open. It's a bright yellow with an almost silvery slit pupil... and it feels uncomfortably like it's staring at you assessingly. You quickly set it back down, deciding that there must be some kind of mechanism on the inside of the cover that opens the eye if the cover is held open long enough, that's all. You climb into bed and settle, and surprisingly swiftly you're falling asleep, drifting down through the layers of consciousness, your blankets growing warm around you...\n\n... turning into the slightly warm interior of a car as you sit in the back seat, staring out at the trees rushing by.\n\nYour name is Jamie, and you're... um... hm... eh you forget how old you are at the moment, which is probably a normal thing to do. You must be exactly old enough to enjoy a summer vacation to the absolute max though, because that's what you're gonna do since you're getting to go and stay with your aunt!\n\nOkay she's not your actual aunt. You do have an actual aunt but she was busy this summer. You're going to stay with a family that's been close friends of your family forever at an old resort they own way out in the country. Also near the coast? ... And possibly near the mountains? You're not 100% sure. Anyway apparently your dad's gonna be super super busy at work all summer so you get to go stay at a <i>resort</i> and hang out all summer with like one of your best friends ever! It's gonna be great!\n\n"Now dear, you'll be good for Aunt Celty, won't you?" your mother asks as she pulls off the long, winding road onto a slightly straighter and technically paved one, driving through a small town that somehow seems warmer and homier than all the ones you passed through on the way here, even though it looks like the same collection of closed-for-months and closed-for-years and technically-open-but-who-notices stores that all the others had. "I know it's a long time to stay over, the entire summer, and I'll miss you a lot, but I can still count on you to behave, right?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Of course!|QODJSum1x2]]\n\n[[Yeah, but...|QODJSum]]

Specifically, it's all shiny and glittery, and starts as a dark purple down at the base with its molded balls, and fades to pink as it goes down the (really very large and thick) shaft until it's a day-glow pink for the last third or so. Once she's finished sliding it into the strapon 'rig', Tanya drops it next to you and picks you up, starting to work off your little doll clothes. It's terrifying, weirdly humiliating, and also somehow kind of a turnon to be nothing but a little helpless doll in the intimidating Tanya's hands, being stripped naked (looks like all of your clothing's removable after all, or maybe it is now that she wants it to be) and then flopped back on the bed. "Yeah, I bet the real twerp's isn't much bigger," Tanya says with a sneer as she rubs a fingertip up and down your tiny plush dick, further humiliating you before she starts placing the strapon on, cinching it tight and squeezing your cotton-stuffed body with the leather straps.\n\nHaving completed her preparations to use you as a convenient mount for her dildo, leaving your naked doll body flopped there with a goofy smile fixed on your face and that big purple and pink dildo jutting from your crotch, Tanya quickly peels off her own clothes. Again you have that mingled feeling of being terrified and aroused (albeit without any physical reactions to being aroused) as you take in the sight of her absolutely gorgeous, toned body along as she discards her tanktop and shorts and then climbs up onto the bed. She's at the very least several times your size right now, making her tits seem positively enormous as she looms over you, teasingly rubbing those tits against your microfiber face without realizing it actually, really is you.\n\n"Heheh, little twerp would probably just fall over and die if I really did that," she says smugly, and despite the embarrassment you can't really argue with her (even if you weren't currently physically incapable). Still, you have a pretty good view as she straightens up and maneuvers "your" cock into place, working the bright pink tip of the sparkly rubber cock into place between the plump lips of her pussy. It must be one of Tanya's favorites, because the way she slides herself down on it speaks of long practice, her moan as her pussy engulfs the sparkling pink and purple pole sounding almost relieved as much as anything. "Mmm, that's the fuckin' stuff," she groans as she sinks all the way down on it, her thighs almost engulfing you and her ass squishing your legs under her. She spends a moment looking down at you past her tits, which she kneads gently as she does, smirking again as she adds, "If the twerp <i>was</i> hung like this, I might actually fuck him!"\n\nYou have no idea what to do with that statement, let alone this situation, but since you still can't do anything else you lie there and watch as Tanya starts riding the big fat phallus she's equipped you with, dropping her hands down and resting them on the bed instead so she can work her hips more easily. It puts her tits much closer to your face, giving you quite the show as they jiggle and sway and she moans shamelessly and with soft little mewls and squeals, the way she must do when she thinks she's absolutely alone.\n\nAt first all you can really feel is the pressure of her body squishing you under it as she works herself down, your cotton stuffing compressing under the base of the dildo and the squeezes of her thighs and impact of her ass. But gradually you realize you are feeling more and more... you can actually feel the pressure of her pussy squeezing around the length of the dildo, and bit by bit the heat of it, the wetness dribbling down the length and onto the balls. It's not quite like you can feel the pleasure of it, perhaps in reminder that even if it somehow has become part of you it's still an inanimate object like the rest, but you really can feel Tanya's pussy as she bounces herself on top of you, feel it as it squeezes and flutters as she obviously gets closer and closer.\n\nAfter some time Tanya abruptly yanks herself forward and off the dildo as she gives a short cry, reaching between her legs and furiously frigging her clit as her slightly gaped pussy squirts all over you, soaking into the microfiber fabric of your skin and the cotton of your stuffing. She slumps forward a bit, panting and looking pleased with herself.\n\n... Then an odd look comes over her face. "Huh? H-hey... what's... why do I feel all-"\n\nAnd now you get to view the plushification process from the outside as Tanya's body starts to shrink arms and legs growing shorter and more simplified, fingers starting to draw in towards her hands. Her face briefly looks shocked, terrified, and enraged, before it's obviously forced into a rather smug expression, one which itself becomes more simplified as her whole face flattens and head rounds out, her eyes, nose, and mouth all turning into felt lines sewn onto her face as her short blonde hair turns into a solid mass sewn to her head. She flops forward atop you as her arms and legs turn into featureless little tubes, obviously filled with fluff rather than muscle as they plop limply out to your sides, her body turning lighter and less compressing on top of you, tits turning into little round almost-spheres sewn to her chest and her butt turning almost flat as she completes her transformation, a leather bracer appearing on her little cloth neck and the pendant flashing into being on it.\n\nFor just a moment the two of you lay there, a pair of motionless plushies, one with a dildo strapped to it jutting up between the other's legs and resting against the hole sewn between them. Then your own body starts to expand outward again, fingers starting to push out of the otherwise featureless nubs of your little cloth hands, legs stretching and growing and starting to gain feet again, solid sewn-on hair splitting out into strands of what are still cloth for the moment.\n\nBut as your hips and ass start to expand out into their natural shape again, something else happens. First, the leather straps and the ring at the base of them around the hilt of the dildo snap and fall off, disappearing, leaving the dildo itself still jutting outward from your body. But then the sparkly purple at the base of it starts spreading outward to the rest of your body, coloring what's still for the moment microfiber in purple, and then turning it into the same rubbery substance the dildo is made of. And the dildo itself seems to be growing too... not quite in proportion to the rest of you, but as you get closer and closer to being normal size it just keeps getting bigger too. You can feel something pushing out of your back... wings? a tail?... and even your forehead. And then there's a <i>pop</i> as you finish taking on the proper proportions (well, mostly), your plushed-turned-rubber body becoming flesh and blood again.\n\nAlthough, as you sit up and take a look down at yourself (and can't help but be rather amused as the plush Tanya falls to sit straddling your newly large, albeit currently half-limp cock), you see there's definitely been some changes. Your body, besides being a kind of sparkly purple as if you'd been painted down all over with glittery body paint, has a sort of slender, more feminine look, with perky bright pink nipples and more girlish hips, not to mention the glowing pink curse mark on your belly. Plucking Tanya up you stand, staring down at the massive cock and hefty balls you're now wielding. It seems not quite limp, partly stiff, and you have a feeling it's going to stay that way. It really is huge, coming down a bit past your knees, and the day-glo pink part... yeah, you're pretty sure it's actually glowing now. You look over at the mirror to see that you now have black-scleraed pink eyes, small day-glo pink horns poking up from your forehead, a pair of rather cutesy little purple and pink wings, and a long spade-tipped tail, and overall despite the flat chest and immense prick look kind of girly.\n\n"Look what you did," you intone mock-shamingly to the Tanya plushie, giving it a little shake. You're a little amused too at how easy you're taking this and how confident you feel... maybe those are some more changes?\n\nYou're also pretty sure you can sense something from Tanya, despite her plushified status... that must be how Vex was able to tell what you were thinking and agreeing too. You mostly feel a seething, absolute rage from her, but there's definitely a certain amount of terror and pleading there too. Ignoring her for the moment, you toss her onto the bed and focus on the mirror, concentrating. You're not even entirely sure how you do it, but after trying really hard to look more like your old self a lot of the changes to your body just sort of... pull in. The horns slip back into your forehead, the wings and tail shrink and disappear, and your skin fades back into its natural coloration. Your body also fills back out a bit to being closer to your normal proportions, but you're definitely fairly sure you have a more feminine curvature and look to you. Well, again, except for <i>that</i>. Though your cock does turn normal colored again and shrink down some, as well as going properly limp, it still comes most of the way to your knees, looking particularly huge against your slender form. You also notice there's definitely still a bit of an overly smooth and perfect quality to your skin, without any real body hair and with the faintest hint of glitter. ... Oh well, close enough.\n\nYou glance around, noticing that your clothing has turned back to normal, and that Tanya's tanktop and denim cutoffs have turned into doll clothes. Which reminds you. You pick Tanya the plushie up again, eyeing her thoughtfully and taking in her little mental maelstrom of demanding you release her this moment. What to do with her? ... Well, one thing, obviously, would be to just toss her in one of her own storage containers where she's unlikely to ever be found, considering how zealously she guards her room. But as Vex said too, you're kind of getting a feel for what Vex said about the curse. You could probably use its power to... hm, well, keeping her a doll probably wouldn't work, but if you changed her permanently into some other kind of toy or object you could essentially keep her around as a "battery", drawing off her eternally trapped soul. Or you're pretty sure you could extract a price from her for agreeing to break the curse and release her... such as, saaay, being your slave! Hm, that's a fun idea. ... Still, even with magically-enforced obedience, you're pretty sure Tanya could get up to trouble.\n\nStill, best to go ahead and decide now, it would be harder to deal with either coming back to get her or doing something with her in your room.\n\n<hr>\n[[Put her away.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Transform her permanently.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Offer her enslavement.|QOVex]]

Maybe it's that you've had a <i>really</i> bad day, but you find yourself promising you'll get Kevin back for that comment later. For now you focus on thinking 'I'm for Tanya, I'm for Tanya, I'm for Tanya' at him.\n\n"Ohhhh, I bet Jamie's mom meant this is for Tanya," Kevin says a second later, nodding as he turns and heads for the stairs, giving a little sigh. "Man though you're a lucky little dude, plushie, getting to get hugged up against those big fat MILF tits of hers."\n\n'The day is young,' you think sourly. You struggle with fear as Kevin knocks on Tanya's door, and his tall, attractive, and very frightening older sister opens it up.\n\n"What is it, squirt?" the infamously connected young woman says, leaning a shoulder against the door frame and eyeing him.\n\n"Here, Jamie got you a gift, apparently," Kevin says, holding you out to her.\n\nYou admit to wondering if this is the best idea in the world as Tanya actually takes you, her fairly short but pink-lacquered nails actually scratching across the surface of your microfiber 'skin' under your shirt as she gives you a squeeze. "Your shyfuck little friend is giving me... a doll of himself?" she asks, quirking an eyebrow as she looks down at you. You can't help but feel like she might rip you open and tear all of your stuffing out at any moment... but then, you always kind of feel like that when you're around Tanya, even when you're not this small and stuffed with cotton.\n\n"I guess. Maybe he's hoping you'll punch it instead of him or something," Kevin says drolly, making you renew your vow to take vengeance on him if you ever get out of this. \n\n"Ha! Well we'll see," Tanya says, without another word stepping back and slamming the door in her brother's face. Apparently just because. She holds you up and eyes you a bit, turning you side-to-side fast enough to make your head loll around. "Huh. Kinda cute," she admits, before shrugging and tossing you onto her bed, then going back to her apparent social media binge at her computer.\n\nConcentrating, you start directing your thoughts at her. 'Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.' At first you think that it's not working at all, and you begin to worry that you don't have the nebulous 'connection' that Vex talked about to Tanya and won't be able to influence her. But since you don't really have any other options, you just keep concentrating and trying to urge her to want to have sex with your cute little plush body. Eventually you notice her starting to squirm a bit in her chair, and toss glances towards you. You can see her nibbling her lower lip every so often, her nipples getting stiff under the little white tanktop she's wearing. Finally she huffs and gets up, walking over, muttering wordlessly under her breath as she looks you over, then curiously tugs open the front of your pants with a little <i>srrrrp</i> of velcro.\n\nIt's not exactly a stroke to your ego when she lets out a "HA!" at the sight of your little microfiber pecker. "Yeaaaah that's not gonna do it," she murmurs, rubbing her chin some, then turning and opening a drawer nearby and rummaging through it. First she takes out what looks like some sort of strappy thing with a ring in the center, then pulls out... a dildo, that she slides through the ring. Okay, apparently it's a strapon, one she's going to strap onto you. Will that count?! Will that work?! As she turns, you get a better look at it, and see it's-\n\n<hr>\n[[-bright purple and sparkly.|QOVex4x5]]\n\n[[-canine.|QOVex]]\n\n[[-really weird?!|QOVex6x1]]

You start focusing and pushing the idea as hard as you can towards her. 'Give me to Kevin. Give me to Kevin. Give me to Kevin. Give me to Kev-'\n\n"Hm. You know, I bet he bought this as a present to give to Kevin," your mother says aloud, turning and walking to the door. She pauses briefly, looking mildly confused (probably as to why she came to that conclusion), but then just shrugs and takes you downstairs and then out to the car, apparently with every intention of handing you over ASAP. Huh, your suggestion must have worked better than you thought. It almost makes you feel better when she sets you in the passenger seat and actually buckles you in, if you didn't think she was doing it just because she thought it was cute. (The belt also kind of squishes you so there's that.)\n\nSoon she's got you tucked in at the side of her chest, and is knocking on Kevin's door. A moment later, it opens up, and Kevin himself blinks a bit in surprise. "Oh, hi ma'am, what's up?"\n\n"Hello, Kevin. Jamie wanted me to give you this," your mother says, bringing you out and holding you up next to her face, smiling.\n\n"Uh, he did?" Kevin asks, obviously confused as to why you'd want to give him a plushie of yourself. \n\n'Take me take me take me,' you think a bit desperately at him, trying to convince him to go along with it.\n\nKevin blinks again, then nods slowly. "Oh, uh, that's cool, tell him thanks for me," he replies, holding out his hands.\n\nYour mother seems a bit reluctant to part with you, but after a second hands you over to Kevin, and exchanges a few more pleasantries with him before heading back to the car. Once he's closed the door, Kevin holds you up a bit and turns you back and forth. "Huh, when'd Jamie get this? Wasn't when we were out earlier, did he order it or something? Kind of weird present to give me, dude, little gay," he adds with an amused snort.\n\n<hr>\n[['... Fuck me.'|QOVex]]\n\n[['... Give me to Tanya.'|QOVex4x4]]

You obviously can't pass on this curse to your mother, for... various reasons... but you can get her to pass you on to someone else. The selection is fairly limited, since it's not like you can get her to give you to someone she doesn't even know, but you could get her to give you to-\n\n<hr>\n[[-your friend Maya.|QOVex5x1]]\n\n[[-your friend Kevin.|QOVex4x3]]\n\n[[-your brother Will.|QOVex]]

You're not loving the idea of inflicting this curse on someone you know, but in your frantic check of the options it's the only one that you can see any path back to normal in.\n\n"Oooo, you might wind up kind of interesting~," Vex coos, apparently sensing your choice. "Y'know, now I think I'm gonna do this because it could be fun." Snickering, she reaches out and pokes a fingertip against your tummy, indenting the cloth and stuffing beneath. You can feel a sort of strange, warm tingling sensation passing through your stuffed body... and, interestingly enough, see Vex's breasts grow slightly smaller and her hips a little more slim. "There," she says as she straightens up. "I've given you enough power that you should be able to influence the minds of anyone that's got even a bit of a connection with you already. Now, that's influence... you won't actually be able to communicate with them like you can me, and I really doubt any of them can be influenced to the point of realizing you're actually, well, you. You should also gain enough knowledge of the curse once you pass it along that you can act from there." She pauses, then smirks more as she adds, "And I think it should be obvious how the curse gets transferred to someone else, hmmm?"\n\nSomehow you hadn't thought of that, and a fresh wave of shock and embarrassment passes through you even as Vex gives your belly a few more (nonmagical) pokes before straightening up. "Well, good luck! I'll check in on you later, maybe, to see if you're doing anything fun! Ta~!" she concludes before vanishing in a brief purple flash.\n\nAnd you're just kind of... left there. Laying around as a plush toy, unable to move or speak no matter how you try. ... Honestly after even half an hour it's easy to see why Vex was so certain you'd do just about anything, including sentencing someone else to this, just to escape. It's absolutely maddening to be completely aware, completely awake, and completely clear-headed, but not even be able to so much as fidget let alone get up and move around. You try to focus on planning what to actually do about your situation, and how to possibly \n\nIt's with a mingling of excitement, relief, and a little fear that you eventually see the door open and your mother walk in. After all, there's that lingering feeling that you've done something wrong added in to all the rest of it. "Jamie!" she calls, glancing around. "Jamie, are you in here? Tch, now where did he get to?" she murmurs, looking around again... then actually spotting you. "Oh now what's this?" she says in an amused tone, walking over and picking you up, your stuffed head lolling a bit as your body bends. "Why the things kids can just have made these days! Oh, it's adorable!" she coos, hugging you to her chest, both squishing your cotton-stuffed body and smooshing you against her breasts.\n\nOkay, okay, can't get distracted by all the various thoughts on that! You have to try and do what Vex said, and exert some influence on her. Specifically, influence to-\n\n<hr>\n[[-give you to someone else.|QOVex4x2]]\n\n[[-have sex with you.|QOVex]]\n\n[[-put you away somewhere.|QOVex]]

"I guess let's take a look at the book?" you suggest, though apparently your leeriness is obvious to Maya since she snickers.\n\n"Calm down, it's not like it's going to eat you." She stands and makes her way over to the bookshelf, pulling down an appropriately ominous-looking leather-bound tome... then turning towards you and flapping the cover in your direction while grinning. "Rar! Rar rar rar!"\n\n"Ha ha," you mutter, blushing and glancing down. You glance back up as Maya flops down on the floor next to you, folding her legs as she rests the book in her lap and opens it. \n\n"Haha, wow, check out the cheesy handwritten style lettering!"\n\n"The spelling's all weird," you add, squinting. "Is is supposed to be Old English?"\n\n"Or just look like it, probably. It does have a chapter list, though." Maya glances over it, then snickers. "Okay, so what shall we look at first? '[[Tu Summone Teh Kreachurs uv Helle|QOBook1x1]]'? Or maybe '[[Tu Alter Wun's Bodee, Spiriht, und Mihnd|QOBook2x1]]'? If we want to see some recipes there's '[[Poshuns Mozt Efikashoos|QOBook21x1]]'. For your cryptid enjoyment there's '[[Kreachurs uv Magicke und Wher Zey Maye Be Founde|QOBook31x1]]'. Ooooo, and hey, we should definitely look at these, '[[Magickez Mozt Forbihden|QOBook14x1]]'."\n\n"Er, maybe we shouldn't."\n\n"Why not? Like you said it's just a bunch of goofy stuff, it's not even that well-written. Besides why would they put actually forbidden stuff right there in the book that says they're forbidden?"\n\nYou have to agree, that would be monumentally stupid. Well, anyway, it seems like Maya is pretty determined to look in the book, may as well point her in a direction if you can.

"Oooo, a Volume Enhancer potion!" Tentara chirps as you pull out the while of white creamy stuff, reaching out one of her back tentacles, which splits into multiple little pseudopods at the end that wrap around the vial like fingers, taking it from you.<<set $volpot -= 1>>\n\n<<if not $volpotid>>You blink. "Is that what it is?"\n\n"Yup! This will massively increase the body's production of various fluids," Tentara coos as she examines it, holding it up almost reverently in front of her face. "Milk, cum, blood..."\n\nYou blink. "Blood?"\n\n"Mm-hm! It'll quicken your heartrate and sometimes cause some dazedness and feelings of urgency and, y'know, other things related to blood flow, but it's pretty harmless, wears off after awhile!" She pauses, then glances down at you and gives one of her off-kilter giggles. "Every so often it'll cause excess saliva production too, but I wouldn't worry about that."\n\n"... Right."\n\n"Anyway! I can give you whatever I have on me for it, or we could... ah... we could, y'know..." She hugs herself, pressing her big tits up between her arms, making them look like they're about to burst through her threadbare top. "... Do stuff? ... For it?"\n\n<hr>\nTrade for [[whatever she has on her|TentaraSellTrade]].\n\nTrade for [[doing stuff.|TentaraSellSex]]*<<set $volpotid to true>><<else>>You nod. "Yeah, I figured it might be something you'd be interested in."\n\n"I am, I am! Kyu-hu-hu~! I can give you whatever I have on me for it, or we could... ah... we could, y'know..." She hugs herself, pressing her big tits up between her arms, making them look like they're about to burst through her threadbare top. "... Do stuff? ... For it?"\n\n<hr>\nTrade for [[whatever she has on her|TentaraSellTrade]].\n\nTrade for [[doing stuff.|TentaraSellSex]]*<<endif>>

"So if I need a really reliable way to get money, what is there besides stuff from monster girls?" you ask.\n\n"Well, sometimes you'll find things while just wandering around adventuring, and I'll buy those. But if you're asking about the surefire, easy way to make reliable money?" Hopita says, raising one eyebrow before smirking. "Well. That'd be the lamp post out on the corner. The one with the red bulb."<<set $streetcornerunlocked to true>>\n\n"Er... wait," you say, your face going red. "Are you saying...?"\n\n"Oh yeah! Guys around here get pretty horny with all the oversexed monster girls running around... but sometimes fucking wild ones is risky, or the 'tame' ones like me aren't available or interested," she adds with a bit of a smirk, tucking her hands under her chin and winking impishly. "Soooo they'll pay for a quick, no-questions-asked bang, and that street lamp's light was changed to make it easy for someone to signal when they're offering up that bang."\n\n"... Um," you murmur, squirming.\n\n"Of course, you'll get more if you make yourself more appealing, say with some clothes or something... buuuut that's purely hypothetical, of course," she declares breezily, smiling and spreading her hands in a shrug. "Juuuust letting you know, since you asked."\n\nYou were expecting something more like 'wood chopping' or 'playing a minigame', not so much... a place to whore yourself out.\n\n<hr>\n[[Let's put it out of mind for now.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Mystical power sounds fun! And you're used to being smaller and less physically able, so eh. You reach out and tap the 'Oni' selection, then blink as the window swings further forward and splits, turning into a full-length... well, not mirror since it's not actually a reflection, but of you standing there front and back in your VR suit.\n\nThen you give a yelp of embarrassment as the suit disappears, leaving you standing naked there in the Hell-room and on the images, your face red. Though the red fades, along with the rest of your skin's color... not that you were exactly tan to begin with, but you become a smooth, flat near-white all over, even as your hair turns a rich purple color and starts growing in a thick wave down your back, two falls of it drifting forward over your ears as they grow to points and down to your chest. A pair of long, slender horns pushes out of your forehead and angles upward through your bangs, even as your eyes turn a bright yellow. You can feel some pressure in your mouth, and open it to see the sharpening of several of your teeth in the image. You try to tongue one, and then at the slightly odd feel, stick your tongue out... geeze, it's almost twice as long as it was before, maybe more since you're not even really trying!\n\nThe rest of your body begins to change too, and you find yourself trying to blush again for more than one reason, and it's not your fingernails and toenails becoming clawlike. Not only because your hips and butt are growing round and perky, your limbs taking on slightly feminine curvature, and your face turning rather sweet and cute despite your feminine countenance, but because your dick is doing the absolute opposite. It grows longer, thicker, draping downward above steadily heavier balls, though all of it becomes even more smooth and hairless than before, much like the rest of your body has become. In a matter of moments you've become a sleek, femboy demon with a dick that dangles almost to your knees.\n\nYou give a little jump as ribbonlike black bands slither through the air, curling around your forearms to turn into something like fingerless gloves, and around your feet and legs, leaving your heels and toes bare, or even curving around your chest to cover your nipples. Mostly because they wrap and coil around your new massive cock and balls, curving in to hug them and then pulling it up and close to you as it turns into something like a thong, pressing upward against your crotch and between your buttocks, the arches not quite meeting around your waist so that the strip of bare skin remains running from your chest all the way down to your calves. Amazingly, despite only a slight sense of pressure, it pulls your absolute club of a cock into a much more modest bulge, making it something more appropriate-looking to your otherwise petite appearance. \n\n"Geez, pervy game," you mutter, turning back and forth to look at yourself directly, though the images give a pretty good idea of your appearance. Then you blink as the hellscape turns into a more standard-looking cave, albeit one with a handful of books and other accoutrements that make it look like someone lives there... well, you, you guess.\n\nThe image windows have disappeared, replaced with a window that apparently shows your character stats:\n\n'Oni Mage Jami\nLevel 1 (Boosted by Power of Shadows)'\n\nOh, you get a boost from the special edition too? Nice. You glance over your stats, which do seem to be about as said... the physical-related ones are on the low side... oh wait, no, you actually have a high speed and dexterity stat, it's just the strength and HP that basically sucks. You look at your spell list... 'Black Ribbons'? Oh, hey, the thing making up your outfit is apparently a magic power. You try to make a ribbon to tie back your hair, and it appears and does almost exactly what you want to just by thinking... <i>nice</i>! The spell description notes that the speed and strength of the ribbons is limited by your own speed and magical power, so they'll get faster and stronger as you level up, but if you want to use them in combat you'll have to be creative about it.\n\nYour spell list also lists a few fairly obvious offensive spells like 'Demon Flame' and 'Force Strike', and one called 'Helping Hands' that can manifest spectral hands to assist you. (Seems vaguely superfluous with the ribbons, but you guess it might have uses too.) There's also one called 'Mind Warp' that says it has a lot of potential uses, but that at its current low level is basically just capable of making someone dazed and confused, and that only if you soften them up a bit beforehand.\n\nWhile you're pondering exactly how to handle this apparent build, a new window pops up, the edgelord font having taken on a slightly more Asian and faintly more refined style.\n\n'Welcome, Oni Mage, to your humble abode, your personal sub-dimension. Humble it is now, but it can be expanded and made luxurious through various methods. Earthly money translates to spiritual power, and similarly do other forms of currency, as well as the life force and souls of humans. You can thus expand it by defeating and/or capturing humans, but especially the warriors that oppose you, such as ninjas. Whether you elect to keep them and use them for your own ends or sell and trade them, they will result in more power. Less powerful (normal) humans will garner considerably less power in use or trade, but are more susceptible to your abilities.\n\nYou have several routes open to you now:\n\n[[Go to the human world|QONA1x3]] - Here you can prey on humans and hopefully defeat warriors to increase your influence and power.\n\n[[Seek allies|QONA]] - An oni mage can be vulnerable on their own, especially one just starting out. Forging alliances with others can be beneficial, but it also often comes with a price to pay.\n\n[[Seek artifacts|QONA]] - The demon world is littered with objects of power, though the seeking out of them can be dangerous... sometimes finding them can be even more dangerous. But if you claim and tame them, they can vastly enhance your power.'\n\nHuh. Okay, so, you guess there's three general options open to you. ... You guess staying in your cave and jerking off with your new monster cock isn't an option. (Well, it probably is, but you guess that window would probably keep popping open to distract you.) Oddly enough, while you had originally been worried that you might have a problem playing the villain, all the talk about 'preying' on humans doesn't have you ruffled at all. If anything you feel leisurely and excited... maybe something about this rather lewd appearance is giving you confidence, or maybe it's just being so thoroughly immersed in the setting.\n\n'Or hey, maybe this VR rig is messing with your brain and corrupting you,' part of you notes. You snort softly and unhesitatingly push that part of you off a mental cliff. Hey, shut up.\n\nAnyway, let's see, first thing to do...

"... Okay, I believe you," you say after a moment, sighing, Jane's head lifting and her eyes lighting up. "Though it's kind of hard to argue with almost sixteen years of loving you so that's pretty unfair."\n\n"Sorry!" she squeals even as she hops up and hugs you. "Oh, thanks, Jamie, I knew you'd understand! You're the best brother!" She pauses, then adds in an annoyed tone, "So much better than Will."\n\n"Okay I definitely love you," you assure her, hugging her tight.\n\nAfter a few seconds the two of you part a bit and sit down next to each other on the bed. "Okay, so, is there anything else I should know?" you ask.\n\n"Uh. Welllll," Jane says, tapping a fingertip against her cheek. "Okay, so there's some good news and some bad news about me being here."\n\nImmediately your expression goes flat. "What's the bad news?"\n\n"I'm so glad I had your optimistic nature to mold me." Jane rolls her eyes, then says, "So weird things might happen more often now."\n\n"... What do you mean, 'weird things'?" you ask, frowning.\n\n"I mean weird things like going into a shop, blacking out, and coming home with a box full of magic keys that you just can't help yourself from playing with?" she says back a bit flatly, making you blush. "Look it's not like I know everything, but as I was growing I could kind of sense that this world is already filled with a lot of weird stuff already. Normally everyone's perception of what's 'normal' kind of discourages some weirdness from coming out too easily, but since I'm an altered spot in reality, the area around me and the people I'm connected to get sort of easier to... fudge, as it were." She shrugs again. "So weird, kind of random things might happen. And other people may or may not notice them. As I was growing, I had to exude a sense of 'this is normal'," she explains at you staring at her again. "In case anyone noticed the changes as they were occurring. Some of that might get left over in the, uh... call it the 'weirdness field', so people could theoretically respond as if what they were seeing is completely normal. Call it an alteration of common sense."\n\n"So they might or they might not notice something weird. ... And you have no control over this?"\n\n"I could probably nudge people one way or the other," Jane admits. "At least a bit, and some of them. I'm not really set up to alter reality on my own. And I wouldn't be such a weirdness magnet either if you hadn't clued in that I'm anomalous," she adds, pouting a bit.\n\n"H-hey, how is that my fault?!" you blurt.\n\n"I'm an Idea. Even though I'm now fully grown and mostly anchored so I don't change easily, I'm still influenced by your perception of me to some extent, especially if it's something meta like 'you're weird'."\n\n"... Sorry."\n\n"Like I said, though, there's good news," Jane notes, holding up a finger. "No matter how dangerous things get because of the weirdness, you and I and the people close to us <i>should</i> come out of it alright!"\n\nYou blink at that. "Ah...? Seriously?"\n\n"Yeah. As I was finishing growing, I did my best to anchor the thought of 'we're a safe, normal suburban family, the kind nothing super bad ever happens to' as a concept. So theoretically even if like... we were walking home after dark and a werewolf jumped out at us-"\n\n"Is that something that could happen?!"\n\n"I mean it <i>might</i>, it was just an example! But what I'm saying is, it probably wouldn't kill us or eat us. I dunno what <i>else</i> it might do but we should be fine," she adds, brushing her fingertip on her cheek again. "Most likely."\n\n"So not for certain?"\n\n"I mean nothing's for absolute certain, but like I said, it's anchored pretty hard so we're probably fine. Just try not to think about it too hard," she assures you. "The more you think about it the more likely it is to happen."\n\n"... Elephant paradox."\n\n"... Yeah no getting around that." Jane grins sheepishly and shrugs. "So... that's pretty much everything. ... What now?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You need time to process.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Go out and do something.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Decide where to go for dinner.|QOSis1x4]]\n\n[[... Play with the keys.|QOSis3x1]]

Hey, playing a monster sounds pretty fun! Plus basically an outright villain. (You wonder if this game has the guts to have the villains be villainous, or if it's just standard heroes wearing spikey armor? ... Guess you'll find out!) You reach out and tap that option, and the screen disappears at the same moment one of the archways lights up with an ominous red glow, flickering and beckoning.\n\nYou hesitate a bit... geez, are you gonna be able to manage this? A lot of times you try to play villains in games, you wind up feeling too bad to actually pick the bad guy options. Well, you already picked it, so you'll give it a try... if you don't like it you can back out and make a new character, you think as you walk through the entryway. \n\nYou emerge into Hell. Well, a pretty standard representation of it, anyway, a room full of blasted dark rock stalagmites with particularly sharp-looking tops, fires burning in the distance, and darkness looming above. Well, at least they're definitely not shying away from the aesthetics of you playing a bad guy. There's nowhere to really go, the stalagmites form a sort of circle, so this must just be the next step of chargen. Indeed, when you approach the middle, a new window pops up; the font's changed again, becoming even more edgelordy, but still legible.\n\n'CHOOSE YOUR RACE\n\n[[Orc|QONA]] - The basic, standard footsoldier of the monster faction. Large, strong, durable, but with no particular gifts otherwise.\n\n[[Oni|QONA1x2]] - Though there are many kinds of oni, those that join the Beast Bloc are primarily mages; smaller and far less physically able, but with great mystical power.\n\n[[Gulper|QONA]] - A disgusting, shambling monster that grows stronger by taking other beings into its body, either by swallowing or some other method.\n\n[[Hyver|QONA]] - A race of insectoids constantly seeking new hosts to be seedbeds for their colonies. They begin as low-level creatures, but can quickly mutate into much more powerful ones.\n\n[[Succubus|QONA]] - Female sex demons. Succubi are quite resilient and can gain great power quickly, though their desire makes them weak to being conquered by powerful males... but if they can turn the tables, even a much more powerful male may find themselves becoming her slave. A canny and clever succubus is as much a danger to female warriors as to male.\n\n

[[Horseman|QODigiMayaHorseman]]

Smiling at him, you slip off the bed and sink to your knees in front of him, Kevin's breathing starting to come faster and harder again as you undo his pants, his hips lifting as you tug them down, his stiff prick springing free as you do. Yeah, you've definitely embraced the change, you think as you lean forward and give the underside of his cock a not-quite-kiss, brushing your lips along it before sliding your tongue up it. You don't even feel embarrassed about running your hands along his thighs, or about ducking down to tongue his balls.\n\n"I-is this the part where I say 'no homo'?" Kevin says with a breathless little laugh that turns into a moan as you give little kissing sucks around the base of his cock.\n\n'Oh yeah, that's right, sucking me off isn't enough, I have to fuck him to turn him gay,' you think in amusement as you drag your tongue back up Kevin's cock and then slide your lips over the head. Of course he did give you a <i>very</i> attentive blowjob for a straight boy... and you're giving him an even nicer one in return, you find, bobbing your head smoothly and working your tongue as if you had a great deal of experience. You're probably not providing quite the same level of pro-level cocksucking as your mother did to you, but apparently between being a sex demon now yourself and the example she gave you, you're managing quite well, effortlessly sliding him into your throat without the hint of a gag reflex.\n\nYou bob your head up and down along your straight friend's very stiff, throbbing cock, rolling your eyes up to watch his embarrassed, heated face, which only becomes more of both as you visibly start jerking yourself off again with one hand, as much to help remind him he really is being sucked off by another boy as much as anything. You roll your tongue upward every time you drag your lips up along his cock, then quickly gulp him back down as you duck your head low again, each time taking him in all the way up to the root (well, you muse a bit smugly again, he isn't as big as you are). \n\n"F-fuck, Jamie, I can't believe we're... I can't... you're so fucking good," Kevin groans, sliding his fingers into his hair and shuddering, his breathing catching in his throat as you give him the very slightest teasing little nip at the tip of his cock before gulping him down again. "I... I can't hold back, I'm... I'm gonna-"\n\nYou lift your head some, opening your mouth and tilting your head back, shamelessly letting him see as you wrap a hand around his cock and stroke him off, wanting him to watch as his cum hits the top of your mouth and dribbles back down onto your tongue where it's pressed to the underside of his cockhead. Because you may be the one sucking him off, but it's obvious from how he squirms and how he moans and how he's staring at you with that mingling of shock, embarrassment, but more than either lust that you're the one who's seized power now.\n\n<hr>\n[[Call it good for now.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Suck each other off some more.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Time to fuck.|QOFam]]

<<set $extralife = 1>>"Yeah, I'll go ahead and take it," you agree. You feel like Daddy might be vaguely sad for five minutes if you got yourself perma-Bad Ended on your first day as his creation, and you don't want that on your conscience.\n\n"Alright! I've added that to your account, then. Please remember that if it gets used up and you reenter the Dungeon without buying another one, well." She smiles, walking over to another door to hold it open for you.\n\nYou walk through, finding yourself in a small room that, quite honestly, looks like a 'Mini Player Home' you'd find on the Nexus. The same sort of dungeon-esque walls and decor, including a simple wooden bench, a couple of weapon racks mounted on the wall above a chest, and a mannequin that... has your exact body shape and build, just featureless and carved out of smooth wood. It's attired in a simple leather belt with a flap-style black cloth loincloth hanging down in front and back, not even a pair of boots or anything. There's also a simple sword on one of the weapon racks. Checking the chests finds a single bottle full of purple liquid, the label reading 'Health'. So yeah, they're definitely starting you off with the very basic of the basics.\n\nShrugging, you quickly strip off your clothes and toss them in one of the chests. (Man you hope this place upgrades as you do better in the Dungeon, but you feel like it will somehow.) Just pulling on it causes the whole garment to pop off without any effort, and you don the belt, your cock and balls swinging freely below the flap of cloth. Somehow with your body being so femmy, it feels even naughtier to be topless~! You take down the sword as well, a scabbard for it materializing on the belt as you do. You sheath it, glance around, then shrug and head to the only other door in the room, since that must exit out into the Dungeon.\n\nYou're a little surprised when you find yourself stepping out into a rather sunny glade surrounded by trees and flowers, with one of those 'Safe Zone' crystals (albeit larger than the one inside) floating in the center. You'd expected entering the Dungeon to be... well, at least as dungeonesque as the rooms you'd already been in, but apparently 'Dungeon' just means the area where you'll be adventuring, since you can see a path leading off through the woods, a wooden sign with an arrow indicating that's where you should go. There are already two figures immediately visible, a boy of about your own age but a slightly more masculine appearance, wings and tail marking him as a more standard incubus, and another boy of a more slender build with patches of blue and gold scales along his back and sides, his eyes and hair both the same deep, solid metallic cobalt color. Both of them are dressed in the same loincloth and wearing the same sword as you are, so it must be standardized starter equipment for everyone.\n\n"<i>Finally</i> a fourth," the incubus says with a huff of absolute relief, his shoulders slumping. "Man we've only been waiting like two minutes but it's still so good to see you."\n\n"Really?" you ask with a blink. "Why's tha-"\n\n"WA! HA! HAAAAAAAAAAA!" booms a very cute-sounding voice from off to the side, prompting you to blink and turn.\n\nYou guess people that identify as girls get at least something for their top, since in addition to the loincloth the girl nearby is wearing a broad leather belt-like band across her (negligible) breasts. She looks maybe a year or two younger than you, and you're not sure exactly what she is, though she has an upturned pair of knobbly, pointed horns jutting up from the sides of her head amidst her green hair, which is pulled into twintails and tied with a pair of purple ribbons. (Those must not count as 'outside equipment'.) She has wings and a tail too, though her wings attach at her lower back and look more purely decorative, being skinny and with spreads of membrane almost as negligible as her boobs at the ends, the tip of her tail an elaborate thing with its own mini-wings instead of just a spade. She immediately strikes a pose that reminds you very thoroughly of a certain goofy explosion-obsessed mage from one of your animu.\n\n"Tremble with overwhelming honor, mere mort-, er, I mean, mere demon! For you have the great privilege of not only standing in the presence, but in being some minor part of the victory of Queen Diabolic Catastrophe of the Shadow Planet, destined ruler and destroyer of this pitiful planet! ... Earth! Are we still on Earth?" she murmurs with a glance aside, as if expecting someone to be there to clarify, then looking a bit shocked that they aren't.\n\nThe incubus rubs his face and gives you a 'See what I mean?' look, before he gestures to himself and then the scaled boy. "I'm Jonas, this is Yulan. Bratastrophe already introduced herself."\n\n"WHAAAAAAAAT?! How dare you! Dark Unholy Smite!" Diabolic Catastrophe shrieks in fury, stabbing a finger towards him. There's a tiny puff of black smoke from her fingertip, which causes her to blanch in surprise, before repeating the gesture. "Dark Unholy Smite!" Puff. "Deep Midnight Curse!" Puff. "Heretical Shadow Beam!" Puff. "Small Your Dick!" Puff.\n\nJonas frowns at that last one. "Hey, watch it, I'm gonna start taking it personally in a second."\n\n"Waaaaaaaaaah what happened to my powerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr?!" Diabolic Catastrophe wails, collapsing to her knees and clutching her head, briefly giving a flash of her bare pussy as her loincloth flaps up with the motion.\n\n"Didn't the servant explain?" Yulan says in a rather flat tone. "You can't bring in any outside magic or items, including your own."\n\n"She said it but I didn't think that applied to meeeeeeeeeeeee I thought she meant everyone elllllllllllse!" Diabolic Catastrophe sobs, rubbing at her eyes with both fists as almost literal streams of tears run down her cheeks.\n\nYou exchange a look with the other two boys, then decide to try and be diplomatic. "Well once we get some stuff on this adventure we should be able to use that, right?"\n\n"Oh, right!" Diabolic Catastrophe chirps, instantly smirking again as she leaps to her feet (again flashing all of you unselfconsciously). "I will of course be taking all the best loot, as is my right as Queen!"\n\nYou exchange <i>another</i> look with the boys, but apparently none of you wants to pick that fight right now, as Jonas just says, "Okay, shall we get started?"\n\n"INDEED! Follow me!" Diabolic Catastrophe declares, whirling around and marching in a random direction, then stopping and looking confused. She glances over at the three of you already walking down the path and squawks, turning and scrambling to catch up. "H-hey, wait for your glorious leader, you serfs!"\n\nThe group chats a bit as you go along... at least as much as they can with Diabolic Catastrophe insisting on her melodramatic phrasing and attempting to dominate the conversation. (Jonas and Yulan already seem to be learning to ignore it, which you take your cue from them. This results in her occasionally attempting to destroy you with her powers, and whining pitifully when it still doesn't work.) Jonas is like you, a normal teenager who got turned into a lewd demon by another one (albeit in his case a cougar-y succubus) and is now starting to try and accumulate some power and benefits so he can be independent. Yulan is apparently part dragon, something he learned when his body started changing during puberty (more extremely than usual), which apparently prompted his father to turn back up and take him under his (literal) wing, and this is part of his training. And Diabolic Catastrophe... wants to conquer the world, but is being held up by some magical girls.\n\n"My new Earthly advisor suggested I seek out items of power that might be the secret to corrupting or destroying those stupid magical girls," she declares a bit smugly. "All my Dark Great Kings thought it was a great idea as well!"\n\nYou're guessing that like you, the other two have come to the same conclusion, that her Dark Great Kings probably just wanted to get her out of the house or palace or whatever so that they wouldn't have to put up with her for a while. As you're pondering this, though, Diabolic Catastrophe lets out a particularly girlish squeal of delight. "A treasure chest!" Indeed, there's a little branch-off path that leads to a clearing, at the center of which is a treasure chest, just sitting there all by itself. "I claim it in the name of the Shadow Planet and Earth's demise!" she calls, quickly dropping back into her imperious manner as she rushes forward.\n\n"You can't just 'dibs' everything!" Jonas says, starting to rush after her.\n\n<hr>\n[["Hey, wait!"|QOMaster]]\n\n[[You should try to get it first!|QOMaster]]\n\n[[You're just gonna watch how this unfolds.|QOMaster]]

Who says money can't buy friends? you think a little wryly as you click on the link. Apparently you can take some sort of personality test and they'll generate an android to be an ideal friend for you... they'll still listen to you and obey you, and basically do whatever you want to do, but apparently they'll also make it so that it will start out as a good fit for you anyway just as-is.\n\nYou notice there's an option for a male or a female model... ah, yeah, you guess that would be pretty important for what someone wants in a best friend. ... And also a sex friend since that option is apparently there. But whether or not that's what you intend to do with it, you do need to decide if you'd rather make... or rather, have made for you... a new male friend or a new female friend.\n\n<hr>\n[[Male model.|QONile]]\n\n[[Female model.|QONile6x2]]

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You're absolutely abysmal at talking to any girl who isn't Maya, so maybe at the very least if this is for real you can practice on this android? You click the female option, then go through answering a bunch of questions about things like your preferences, sometimes being a little painfully honest about yourself. Eh, at worst they're selling this info to build psychological profiles for marketing, no skin off your nose, you figure. You wishlist the final profile, then shrug and close out the site for now.\n\nYou have a relatively easy time waiting for the free weekend... you're still not entirely sure the whole thing's for real. Still, all the same, as you're heading home you bring up the Nile site on your phone and the wishlist option you saved, and hit 'Buy' on it. You see an hour countdown begin and 'huh' quietly. "Guess they meant it."\n\nYour walk home is delayed by slow lights, so that it takes almost forty-five minutes and leaves you frazzled, flumping into a chair in the thankfully quiet living room and looking forward to a weekend by yourself... to the point that you groan a bit when the doorbell rings fifteen minutes later. Turning off the TV and hefting yourself up, you head to the door to open it... and blink at the cute blonde teenage girl standing there. Her hair's pulled into low side twintails and bound with pink star clips, and her blue eyes twinkle as she smiles at you. She's wearing a pale yellow hoodie that doesn't disguise her fairly generous chest, and very tight blue denim shorts, as well as kneesocks and white sneakers. She waves and winks at you as if unable to contain her excitement almost the moment you've opened the door. "Hiii! I'm Kylie!"\n\n<img src="images/Kylie.jpg">\n\n"Uh... hi?" you answer, blinking a few times. "Can I help you?"\n\nShe lets out a giggle. "No, silly, I'm here to help you! I'm your new BFFBot!"\n\n... Eh? Your jaw sags a little. Seriously? But... she looks so real! And even if she didn't... this is your ideal best friend? "Uh... seriously?" you can't help but ask.\n\nKylie giggles again, putting her fingertips to her mouth. "For reals! Ah, here, check it out." She reaches up and undoes the black ribbon choker around her neck, letting it hang loose in front... and revealing the very obvious seam indentation in her flesh it had been hiding. You're still staring a bit slack-jawed as she refastens the choker, apparently unbothered by having revealed her artificial nature. "I mean I guess it'd be more obvious if I, like, arrived in a crate or something and you had to unbox me, but it sort of ruins the immersion of me being your best friend if you have to take me out like an action figure and give me a name, huh?"\n\n"Er, yeah, yeah, point." You give your head a quick shake, then step back. "Ah, come in."\n\n"Thanks!" Kylie chirps, picking up the pink bag next to her on the porch and practically skipping inside.\n\n"... No offense, but you're not at all what I was expecting," you note as you close the door and follow her into the living room.\n\n"None taken! Part of being your best friend is always giving you the benefit of the doubt and not taking offense," she replies brightly as she sets the bag down and turns to face you again, beaming and resting her hands on her hips. "And apparently your personality profile dictated that I'm the ideal best friend for you... not sure why, but we'll find out together, I guess!"\n\n"I guess." You rub the back of your head, grinning sheepishly at her, then glancing at the bag. "... Oh, uh, right, I guess we need to figure out where you'll stay..."\n\n"Oh, that's no big! As part of the service for buying a BFFBot, the company makes all sorts of arrangements," she assures you. "In this case I've even been registered at your school and been put in all of your classes! Oh, the company can also either arrange it so that your parents are asked to take me in as an exchange student or something, or I can stay nearby, whichever you'd prefer. But since they're away now, you can always make that decision later! For now, let's do something fun!" she declares, clapping her hands together and rubbing them.\n\n"Like what?" you ask blankly. ... This is clearly that great 'talking to girls' practice you wanted.\n\n"Um, like, anything you want, silly!" she says brightly, giggling again. "I mean, I can come up with suggestions, but in the end it's pretty much up to you, since I'll do whatever you really want!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Let's stay in.|QONile]]\n\n[[Go out, maybe?|QONile]]\n\n[[Ask what she suggests.|QONile]]\n\n[[... Whatever you want?|QONile]]

So it's basically like Sprite or 7-Up, right? That's like... the mildest-flavored soda there is. Barely even has a flavor. Mostly you're thinking, it'd be hard to screw that up, right? Like at worst it just winds up tasting like club soda, or slightly weak lemonade, even if they got it <i>completely</i> wrong. You are after all the king of safe options, so you click on that and fill in your address.\n\nAbout an hour later, your mother calls, "Jamie, there's a package for you!"\n\nYou blink at that. Did you order anything? ... No, wait, it couldn't possibly be... Nevertheless, you get up and head downstairs, taking the package from your mother. While it's shaped a bit oddly, basically a long rectangle, it is in fact in sleek white cardboard with a logo reading 'AppAssure' on it. You take it upstairs and open the top to reveal what looks like a sleek white metal cooler.\n\n"Huh," you murmur, removing the box from around the cooler and then opening the top to reveal a single-file row of cans sunk into individual form-fitting cylinders, and a heady waft of cold fog coming out. There's definitely a sense of the whole thing like someone said 'We cannot use a normal cooler. We must make one that screams SCIENCE!' While you're appreciating the Science-y-ness of it, a note peels off the interior of the lid and goes wafting down, slowly enough for you to catch it out of the air.\n\n<i>Greetings, <strike>dupe</strike> Home Product Tester. We are proud to add you to our <strike>ranks of gullible lab rats</strike> family of AppAssure specialists in producing quality products.\n\nWhile not necessary, it is suggested that you sign in to our Home Product Tester video chat before sampling our product. <strike>Do it, bitch.</strike> Please feel free to sign in at the address below at your convenience.</i>\n\n... Oooookay. This place is... kind of weird. But anyway. Sounds like they'd like you to be actively talking with someone at the company while you try the soda, but that you don't have to.\n\n<hr>\n[[Sign in to the video chat.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Skip it.|QOHPT12x2]]

One of the biggest reasons you took a job like this was so that you <i>wouldn't</i> have to talk to anyone. It's just some sparkly clear soda, you'll drink it, write up a little text about whether you thought it had any 'zing', that should be plenty.\n\nYou finagle one of the cans out of its little nest and take a look. The green metal with little silvery starlike pattern is just almost bordering on a copyright infringement, it feels like, though the text reading 'Lemon-Lime Lion' is far more cartoonish, green letters outlined by wobbly yellow lines, alongside a picture of a cartoon-style lion's head looking all grand and noble and it's a little bit much just for some glorified bubblewater, donchathink? Shrugging, you nevertheless pop the tab and take a drink.\n\nAnd it's pretty much what you thought, it's... no wait there's definitely some sort of a different quality to the flavor. Honestly you can't really think of any way to describe it other than a 'zing', one that hits your brain with sufficient force that you tilt the can back and start gulping down the rest of the soda in an effort to get more. The taste is overall fairly unremarkable, but that extra, hard-to-define quality enhances it to the point that you almost can't get enough!\n\nAfter several seconds you drop the can and let out an almost stereotypical 'pfwah!', then blink. Wow, you haven't gulped a soda like that in awhile, they really did a number with this stuff. You're actually eyeing the cooler trying to decide if you should have another one (or maybe finish them all) when a strange sensation starts spreading through your body from your stomach. It's almost as if that ephemereal 'zing' had become a physical sensation instead of just a taste and was washing through your body, making you let out a confused sound as you hunch in on yourself, feeling changes start to wash over you with the building of the feeling.\n\nYou can feel your muscles bulging as they start to grow larger, taking on form and definition as they grow in size, your back arching and twisting as you start to grow taller as well, your limbs lengthening even as they take on powerful tone. A ticklish, prickly sensation spreads over your skin in addition to the other strange sensation as bright yellow fur sprouts all across your body, and you can feel your scalp similarly tingling as your hair not only grows thicker and longer but spreads down the sides of your face, some of it falling across your eyes and showing that it's steadily turning an equally bright green.\n\nDespite your tendency to dress baggy, the growth of your body and your muscles is soon too much for your clothing. The first to break and snap is the waistband of your jeans, the button flying off and the zipper bursting as your growing balls spill forth, still momentarily hugged by the material of your underwear, outlining them and the bulge above them. But about the time your shirt starts ripping away from your massive pecs and biceps, your underwear shreds as well, completely freeing your heavy, yellow fur-covered sack and the thick, large sheath above it. But the sensation of ripping out of your clothing because you're becoming so big and strong, or maybe just the sensation itself is definitely exciting, and even as your face is reshaping somewhat and your teeth are sharpening, your cock starts to harden and slide free of your new sheath. It's still shaped much the same, but is now a bright green color... and much, much larger, jutting into the air as it grows long and thick enough to put a porn star to shame. You can't help but let out a low growl as you grab it in one now large hand and start stroking a bit, your tail lashing behind you as it grows and lengthens.\n\n<hr>\n[[Hrrrrn, must <i>breed</i>!|QOLion]]\n\n[[W-whoa, calm down!|QOHPT12x3]]

"I don't know, the succubus one?" you say with a huff, then blink when Maya starts smirking at you. "... What?"\n\n"Of course a guy would pick that," she says smugly, then laughs when you start spluttering and blushing. "Nah, nah, just teasing you, Jamie, I know you wouldn't be like that. Nah, this one seems fun anyway," she says, flipping through the pages. "You get to mix a bunch of stuff together in a cauldron before doing the chant."\n\n"It's not like we have a cauldr-"\n\n"I'll go get Baal's cauldron out of the basement," Maya interrupts, standing up and walking off. Wait, what?\n\nSoon enough the two of you are indeed out in the back yard, a small fire going under the largeish black metal pot. Baal had a cauldron. ... Okay. Still you have to admit it's kind of fun to dump ingredients into the thing and do the occasional bit of chanting as directed by Maya. It may be dangerously close to playing pretend, but oh well, Maya seems to be into it too so it's not like there's any reason to be embarrassed.\n\n"Huh. It's very... purple, isn't it?" Maya comments as you dump in the last of the ingredients and move over to stand beside her.\n\n"Yeah. We didn't put any purple stuff in, did we?"\n\n"Or blue and red, for that matter. That's kinda neat all on its own. Okay, last step is just one more short chant..." She holds out a hand towards the cauldron, reading from the book as she says, "Cruf sa cusa pek tysh deddeac!"\n\nInstantly there's a large burst of smoke from the cauldron, causing you both to cough and start waving your hands around in an attempt to clear it. At least it does quickly... and then the surface of the cauldron boils more rapidly, before in a shower of purple liquid a figure rises up out of the cauldron, tossing its long, wavy mane of blonde-fading-to-aqua hair, some of it dripping from the pair of curved, blunt-tipped horns that rise up from the sides of her head. Her naked body is... generous in proportions, to say the least, with truly massive breasts, generous hips, and... even a bit of belly pudge? She's beautiful, too, despite the confused look on her face, her eyes remaining closed as she turns her head back and forth. "Hmmm?"\n\n"Holy crap an actual succubus," Maya breathes.\n\n"Ah?" The naked, horned woman focuses in on Maya, then smiles brightly and raises a finger. "Actually I'm not a succubus, I'm a dragon."\n\n"... Wha?" Maya manages. You can't seem to make your own voice work. For some reason you wonder if your nose is bleeding.\n\n"I'm the former god, Quetzalcoatl. Though Lucoa is fine. I'm a dragon! I was just passing nearby and felt a summoning, so I thought I'd come by and see," she continues, wading to the edge of the cauldron to rest her hands on it, then swinging her leg over it, briefly flashing her bare sex at the both of you, then wiggling her generous rear a bit before she turns around to face the two of you. Is she really not a succubus? "Oh, that thing," she says with a little sigh as she sees the book. "No wonder the spell didn't have a lot of focus. Well if you were really <i>trying</i> to summon a succubus, I guess I could call one up for you and be on my way."\n\n<hr>\n[[Okay.|QOSuc2x1]]\n\n[[Nah.|QOSuc1x1]]

Frankly a major part of your junior high/high school survival plan has involved <i>not</i> attracting the attention of those girls. Besides, what if Tanya couldn't come through? If it got the popular girls pissed enough at you, it might go all the way up the chain to Layla, Queen Bitch of Deviville High, and at that point you might as well just dig a hole, crawl into it, and pull the hole in after you.\n\nYou trot a bit to move down the hall faster, just in case they sensed your thoughts, and turn a corner. You relax as you see that it's mostly the lower ranks of the school's pecking order here, people that generally are picked on rather than doing the picking on... well, mostly. It's public school, pretty much <i>everyone</i> thinks they're better than someone else and is going to tell that someone else sooner or later. And yet again, you find yourself experiencing a sort of weird, clique-shifted deja vu as you overhear a conversation between three people.\n\n"Locked up tighter than freedom of expression in Mr. Lamatos's art class."\n\n"Seriously? He seriously tried to sell to an undercover cop?"\n\n"It wasn't even a good undercover job, I heard it was this old bug-eyed dude in eighties clothes carrying a skateboard that walked in and did it. I guess the idiot had been sampling too much of his own product."\n\n"So no beer, but especially no communion with nature," one of the goths murmurs sadly, bringing his black-painted fingertips together and making a slow tearing and spreading motion, as if that were somehow relevant. "How are we to truly commune with the spirits and open our minds to the realms beyond without it?"\n\nThe girl with red demon eye contacts in rolls them and then flicks him on the forehead with her own chrome blue fingernail. "More importantly, how are we going to get high, dumbass? Everyone's expecting this to be a super mellow chill party, laughing at horror movies. You can't laugh at horror movies if everyone's not high, people will want to take 'em seriously."\n\n"I still think there's a lot of value in discussing the meaning of Dog Soldiers as a commentary on the military's-"\n\n"Seriously, shut up."\n\nYou can't help but snicker. Hm. That's... definitely a bit more than just alcohol they were wanting. (Apparently one guy was supplying every illicit substance to all the teenagers in town? That is interesting to know at the least.) But again, this sounds like a job for Tanya. And you know you have nothing to fear from goths... even if they scorn you, what are they going to do, curse you? ... Okay, you don't want to be cursed, but still. Besides, one of your friends is a goth... actually, she might be going to this party, come to think of it. That does give you some extra incentive to step in.\n\n<hr>\n[[Help them out.|QOKevPorn7x2]]\n\n[[Winners don't do drugs!|QOHookup]]

Setting aside all those years of DARE courses (huh, it's easier than you thought), you redirect your path over to the trio of black-clad teens. "Uh, hey, if you guys are talking about what I think you're talking about, I could probably help."\n\nAll three stare at you for a moment, then look at each other. Are they communicating psychically? Is that a thing goths can do? Is that a goth stereotype? You're not sure. The leader... you assume it's the leader, she has the most bracelets and rings... steps forward. She's actually really cute, if kind of intense looking... Egyptian-style eye makeup, black lipstick, long hair dyed solid, flat black, snug black jeans that hug things nicely, and a shirt that looks like it's repurposed from one of those Halloween "grim reaper" costumes, to judge by the wide tattered sleeves and the thin material hugging her chest.\n\n"You're Maya's friend, right? Jay or something?"\n\n"Jamie," you correct after a moment's hesitation. You could have just been 'Jay', you guess, but you are trying to be at least a little bold here.\n\n"Maya never said you were into that kind of thing," she says dubiously, red eyes narrowing just a little as she tilts her head.\n\nActually you bet Maya said you were boring... it's okay, you tell yourself, you are boring. Well, maybe not anymore. You clear your throat. "I'm not. Wasn't. I mean, usually, just... I know somebody who knows other people, so if you want, y'know... stuff... I can probably get it."\n\n"Enough for a whole party?" she asks, glancing at the other two. "Of like fifty people?"\n\n"Fifty?" You barely keep your voice from squeaking, but manage by clearing your throat. "Y-yeah, I think so. But I know I can get some?"\n\n"And that's better than none." She finally smiles, and gives a nod. "Okay, cool. That'd be really great of you, Jamie. My name's Morrigan," she says, somewhat dramatically putting a hand to her C-cups, er, chest. "Maya knows me, so once you get the stuff, you can just ask her for my cell number, just text me and we'll do the dropoff. You'll come to the party too, right?"\n\n"Yeah, sure," you murmur, just a little dazed.\n\n"Great! See you later, then!"\n\n"Yeah, later."\n\n"Pot for fifty teenagers? No problemo," Tanya says with a distracted air, apparently more focused on her Facebook post than any legal or moral ramifications of what you just asked her.\n\n"Seriously?" you ask, shifting from foot to foot where you're standing in her room, the late afternoon sun intruding from around her blinds.\n\n"Yahoo seriously. No big deal at all, Scrub." She turns towards you and grins, making a little Simpsons-esque 'oo how delightful' twiddle of her fingers. "An acquaintence of mine came into nearly the entire stock of an individual who was, shall we say, rather less cautious than he should have been."\n\n"Uh, yeah, I think I heard about that."\n\n"Everyone heard about it. It was inevitable, really," Tanya says in a tone that says she's not particularly sorry, folding one long, practically bare, and still perfectly tan leg over the other and bouncing it a bit. "Seriously, Scrub, the guy was taken in by an undercover cop who walked up to him and said 'How do you do, fellow pot dealer?' I sure hope you're gonna be smarter than that if you're turning supplier." Ignoring your stammering and sputtering at that idea, she mms and rubs her chin. "Just, what kind do you want me to get for you?"\n\n"Kind?"\n\n"Well, there's <b>Denver Sunrise</b>," Tanya says, starting to tick names off on her fingers as she says them. "Just plain stuff, kinda weak for most enthusiasts, but a buncha teenagers who can't even get their hands on it most of the time, it'll be perfectly adequate. There's <b>Pink Pizzazz</b>, good stuff, get everyone very mellow and very <i>friendly</i>." She gives you a wicked smile that makes you blush, before glancing down at her hand and continuing. "There's <b>Chartreuse Champagne</b>, stronger strain of Pink Pizzazz. And I think my buddy said he had two new strains he'd made himself... <b>Granite Ganja</b>, said it will 'get you more stoned than you've ever been', and <b>Lucifer's Leaf</b>." She quirks her eyebrows. "He said that stuff's 'infernal', and when this guy says weed is strong, it's strong. Might be a bit much for your lot to handle, Scrub..." She looks at you seriously, then grins and quirks her eyebrows. "Then again, you might wind up a hero for the rest of your school career, bringing that stuff. So, what'll it be? I'm amused enough by how this might turn out that I'll cover any costs that are incurred, no worries."\n\n<hr>\n[[Denver Sunrise.|QOHookup7x3]]\n\n[[Pink Pizzazz.|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[Chartreuse Champagne.|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[Granite Ganja.|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[Lucifer's Leaf.|QOGothHW]]

You sigh, lowering the blanket to rest in your lap. "Fine, fine, I'll go on a Pokemon journey."\n\n"You know, I'm sending you on a fun-filled adventure full of friendship and new things to do, you could be at least a little grateful," the goddess mutters, rolling her eyes. Then she puts her cheerful mother persona on again. "Well, hurry up and get dressed, honey, I've got your backpack and breakfast downstairs waiting for you!" Then she turns around and sweeps out of the room.\n\nYou wait for a moment more, then get out of bed and look through the drawers. Well, at least she apparently doesn't expect you to dress exactly like Ash Ketchum or something. There are a number of pairs of jeans and some Pokemon trainer symbol boxers, so you select those, and a red and white hoodie and black and red hat. You start to undress, then hesitate... didn't Selassa say she was planning to watch you the entire time? You blush brightly, then realize that there's really not much you can do about it. You'll have to take your pants off at <i>some</i> point. Still blushing and squirming a little under her imagined gaze, you quickly undress and redress, pulling on socks and sneakers as well before heading downstairs.\n\nSelassa is standing by the door holding a backpack complete with bedroll in one hand and a banana in the other. Clearly her attempt at playing 'Mom' did not extend to cooking. You see no point in talking about it further, so just submit to her helping you put on the backpack and taking the banana. You blush again when she kisses your cheek, then head out the front door with her waving and calling, "Be sure to write!" You wonder if you really have to.\n\nYou stop outside the door and look around. There's a little clump of houses, and one weird-looking building. Otherwise there's a bunch of tall grass and woods. ... Man, you never realized how weird that would look until you saw it from a first person perspective. Deciding that you don't want to try chatting up... neighbors? NPCs?... since this is already weird enough without bringing social anxiety into it, you head for the weird building that's obviously Professor Oak's lab. The one in the cartoon was some giant thing with practically a whole ranch attached... this looks like it's probably one large-ish room.\n\n"Well hello there! Are you a boy, or a girl?" a mock-deep voice asks with an overly jovial manner the moment you walk in the door.\n\n"... Selassa, why are you dressed like Professor Oak?" You're not sure where you got the gumption to talk back to a deity like that, but it might have something to do with the fact that you've just woken up (twice) and the weird nature goddess is standing there wearing mustard-colored pants, a ketchup-colored shirt, and a white bread colored lab coat... which, you guess, is just white. She's also wearing an extremely obvious white wig and a thick fake white mustache.\n\n"What are you talking about, little boy? ... Or girl. I am Professor Oak!" Selassa answers in that same Mall Santa Claus voice.\n\n"Professor Oak doesn't have a mustache."\n\nSelassa hesitates, then sighs and yanks the mustache off, tossing it aside. "Boy you are a bit of a sour pill and you're so lucky I haven't cursed you into next week. But! I want to see this Pokemon journey! In fact that's why I'm hoping you'll perk up a bit more if I give you some extra choices!"\n\n"Uh, extra choices?" Then you yip and hop back a bit as eight pillars rise up out of the floor in a disconnected V shape behind Selassa, each topped by a Pokeball. \n\n"Wahahaha! You're getting interested, right? Good, good!" Salassa taps a fingertip to her cheek as she smirks, giving you a quick wink. "Yes, we'll make this Pokemon journey a little interesting! In four of these balls are the first game's starters, plus a Pikachu... but they have been reimagined as cute girls! Ooo, isn't it a delightful thought, adventuring and growing closer with a pretty Pokegirl, fighting other cute Pokegirls, a very sweet lovey-dovey adventure indeed, yes? Meanwhile in these other balls are more typical Pokemon!" she continues, swinging around to gesture at the other side. "Well I say that, but each one is special, unique you might say... and very powerful! Very powerful indeed, likely capable of defeating almost anything you come across! Are you enthusiastic yet? Are you excited? Are you grateful?"\n\nThe sour part of your brain wants to point out that the only reason you're here is she's kidnapped you and forced you into this scenario, and you're not likely to be grateful under and circumstances, but... well, a lot of the rest of your brain actually is getting kind of enthusiastic about the idea of going on a legit Pokemon adventure, especially with a neat custom Pokemon. "Yeah, I guess so. Ah... thanks."\n\n"Wahahaha, of course be thankful! Now then, boy, which will it be? A Pokewaifu or a gamebreaker?" She pauses briefly, then shrugs. "Or, tell you what. I'll also throw in the option to choose a completely normal, completely obedient Pokemon with no special bonuses or drawbacks, if you just absolutely must be boring!"\n\nOh. That's kind of a temptation of its own... after all it's kind of obvious Selassa wants to mess with you at least a bit, and she said right up front that all of these might, well, act up. She even taunted you about being tempted by sex and power like all mortals, which... ... well, fine, fair cop. \n\n<hr>\n[[Cute Pokegirl starter.|QOPoke2x1]]\n\n[[Meta OP Pokemon.|QOPoke1x2]]\n\n[[Normal Pokemon.|QOPoke4x1]]

Instantly Jane smacks you on the arm, making you jump a little in place and then give her a sheepish look. "Sorry, I panicked."\n\nBut your mother already seems to have taken your agreement to heart, and is tapping on her phone. "Oh look honey, there's a store right nearby that has lovely reviews, let's stop there!"\n\n"Sure thing, dear, just give me the directions."\n\nYou and Jane sit there, both probably giving similar internal screams as your mother cheerfully gives your father turn instructions on how to get to a sex shop. But at this point there's not really much you can do about it, and soon you're pulling up in front of a large, slightly warehouse-like building. Rather than a typical sign, there's a big street art style mural painted on part of the building, with glittery golden letters reading 'The Hoard'. You and Jane both hesitate as your parents both get out like it were a normal stop at the grocery store, but at a glance from your mother you both get out as well... even mild parental pressure apparently still works like a charm, even in this situation. The whole family steps inside, the interior slightly cavernous and lit by fluorescent lights that are arranged in rows and covered with something that gives them a slight golden tint, making the occasional flickers and buzzing seem slightly fire-like (which you admit is a good effect and something Knight of Glory might want to look into). There are numerous rows of shelves lined with colorful boxes and display models, some in cases but others just left out to handle, apparently.\n\nRight across from the door is the checkout counter, and behind it is a flusteringly pretty woman, especially considering where you are right now and that you feel like you're committing an unforgivable sin that your mother will smite you for, the sin somehow only exacerbated by the fact that your mother basically dragged you in here. Her dark hair is fairly short and tousled, with some purple bits in front, and a decidedly unique outfit of some kind of long-sleeved spandex one-piece in green, yellow, and white, with low-slung loose black jeans sitting about halfway down her hips. She quirks an eyebrow at the sight of what's obviously an entire family entering a sex toy store together, but either the aura of weirdness is sufficiently affecting her too or she just decides that it must be fine if the teenagers have adult escorts, because all she says is, "Hi, welcome to the Hoard, anything I can help you find today?"\n\n"Yes, I was hoping for something like a horse cock dildo?" your mother says breezily, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. \n\nThe girl behind the counter glances from her, to you and Jane covering your faces in embarrassment, to your dad who looks just as casual. She faintly looks like she's trying to suppress laughter as she replies, "Yeah, you wanna head back that way and look for the sign that says 'Unique Shapes', we've got a whole selection of animal types from dog to whale."\n\n"Oh my! Well I don't think I'm ready for anything like <i>that</i> but it's certainly interesting to know something on that scale exists! Jane dear come along let's find you something while you're at it," your mother adds breezily, snagging your sister's arm and tugging her away, Jane looking back at you with a slight 'help' expression.\n\nYou're not really sure what you could do for her though, so you just sort of stand there awkwardly as your father wanders off as well in the general direction of shelves with a lot of DVD cases on them. Despite it all you can't help but feel like you're going to get in trouble just looking at anything in here, so you stand there rubbing your upper arm and sort of keeping your gaze towards the ceiling. Then you jerk a bit in place and look to the counter as the employee speaks again.\n\n"How about you, help you find anything?" she asks.\n\n<hr>\n[["No, no."|QOSis4x1]]\n\n[["... Doesn't this seem weird to you?"|QOSis1x9]]

Oh what the heck, psychic types are cool. "I'll take the Abra, then. Ah, please."\n\n"Oho, finally discovering your manners, are you? Very well then!" Selassa plucks up the swirl-topped Pokeball and proffers it to you. "Here you go, one ultra-psychic type!"\n\nYou accept the Pokeball and, since it seems expected, you draw back your hand to throw it to let the Abra out. Then you notice Selassa leaning forward expectantly... oh well, may as well throw her a bone. "Um, come out, Abra!" you call before throwing it, the ball cracking and spilling out a stream of red light that resolves into a short yellow figure in front of you as the ball whips back through the air and into your hand. Well, it's definitely an Abra, with its catlike pointed ears and tapering muzzle with nostrils on the front, eyes closed and head drooped slightly, brown "chestplate armor" sections on its torso and shoulders, etcetera. It's even floating with a gentle bobbing motion about six inches off the floor despite apparently being asleep. About the only difference is that this one has a fairly thick tuft of bright yellow hair sprouting from the space between its ears and falling forward over its forehead.\n\n"Well here's your Pokedex and some extra Pokeballs, they're extra special so I hope you enjoy them! Now go on, go on, get started on your journey!" Selassa urges, piling the items into your arms and shooing you along towards the door, the Abra floating along dreamily a bit behind you.\n\nYou quickly find yourself once more standing outside the lab. "... Huh. Okay," you murmur, for now sliding the Pokedex into your pocket and putting the Pokeballs in the belt pouch your current outfit came with, you look over at the serenly floating Pokemon beside you. "Ah, so, you think I should give you a name?" There's no response, not even an 'Ab-ab' or something. Actually come to think of it did the Abras in the show ever even make noise? Well you guess he's mostly just sleepy or something. "Maybe later," you say, setting off down the dirt path since you're not sure what else to do.\n\n'This is kind of a quiet Pokemon journey so far,' you think after walking for awhile, not really having heard more than birds chirping (which is nice, you'd be kind of annoyed if all you ever heard was 'Pidgey-pidge!'). 'Guess it could be worse, at least I'm not getting shocked with thunderbolts every five minutes or getting laughed at because I can't catch a bird,' you think, glancing over at your silently floating partner. '... I wonder if he's gonna freak out anyone I meet like that? He is just a tad creepy bobbing along silently like that, am I gonna be labeled a weirdo because I've got my psychic Pokemon out all the time?'\n\n<i>That seems like a distinct possibility.</i>\n\n"GYAH!" You scramble to the side, flinging your arms up against... well, surprise, you guess. Then you blink a few times, looking at the Abra, which has also come to a stop nearby. "... Was that you?"\n\n<i>I don't know who else it would be,</i> answers a soft, sleepy-sounding voice in your head. \n\n"Oh. Um. Sorry." Kind of makes sense... it's obvious Pokemon can mean things when they 'talk', and in the show there's been more than a few Pokemon that could communicate psychically outright. It shouldn't be that surprising that the apparently OP one you've been handing could. "You didn't say anything when I talked to you earlier so I guess I assumed..."\n\n<i>I had nothing to say. I have no opinion on being given a name. But I overheard you thinking I might unnerve or intimidate other humans we meet, and I agreed, so I said so.</i>\n\n"... Makes sense, I guess." You rub the back of your neck. "So, wait, if you have no opinion on being given a name, that means you're okay with one, you just don't really care if I don't either?"\n\n<i>That sums it up well enough,</i> the mental voice of your Pokemon agrees, trailing into something that sounds distinctly like a yawn.\n\n"'Kay. Well since I don't really like generic Pokemon names, how about I at least call you... um, let's see, I think psychic and I think... Jean?" You pause. "Ah, is that okay? I guess that's kind of a girl's name and I don't know if you're a boy or a girl."\n\n<i>It really makes no difference to me.</i> In fact Abra... well, Jean's... voice sounds fairly androgynous. Or maybe just so sufficiently ambivalent that it achieves androgyny anyway. <i>The name works either way. I actually almost like it.</i>\n\n"... Right, uh. Good. I guess." You rub the back of your head again. "So you think you might intimidate other people too, huh?"\n\n<i>My particular species chain is relatively rare in this part of the continent, so yes. Others might find you "creepy" if you simply have me following you about.</i>\n\n"But I'm guessing you'd rather not go back in your Pokeball?"\n\n<i>It's not as if it's uncomfortable or bothersome, but it is slightly more boring so I suppose between the two options, I'd rather not. I suppose I could put out a little extra effort and disguise myself, if you wanted,</i> Jean adds, sounding just a little extra tired at just the thought.\n\n<hr>\n[[Have him(?) use a disguise.|QOPoke1x4]]\n\n[[Just continue as-is.|QOPoke]]

"The unique Pokemon sound kind of cool," you admit, glancing towards that row of Pokeballs.\n\n"Mmm, mortals crave power even more than they crave sex, it's true," Selassa says with a snicker as she moves to stand behind that row, the other Pokeball columns sinking back into the floor. "Now I've created each of these Pokemon to be special in some way or another, which results in them being very powerful! There is an Abra with even greater psychic abilities than the strongest Alakazam might exhibit," she explains, placing her hands on top of a Pokeball whose colored half is a yellow and black spiral. "A Haunter with truly awesome supernatural abilities on par with any legendary ghost," she continues, touching a white and purple Pokemon, the upper half having a pair of angular white eye shapes and the lower half a cackling red mouth. "A special Muk capable of enveloping almost anything and then releasing it changed!" She taps the third Pokeball, which has lines of multiple pastel colors rendered in a 'drippy' style. "And finally a Machamp whose strength and resistance are truly without peer... call him Super Machamp, or One Punch Machamp!"\n\nYou blink once. "... Are you assimilating other popular culture now?"\n\n"I am and it's sooooo much fun I'm really enjoying thinking all this stuff into myself!" the goddess actually squeals, wriggling in place so happily that her wig slips and her horns poke out. "Ahem! But yes, you may pick any you desire. Although I warn you, with their strength comes a certain amount of unruliness... they will certainly exhibit minds of their own, and you'd be wise not to take them for granted or ignore their wants too greatly!"\n\n"Uh. ... That would have been nice to know before I picked these Pokeballs," you murmur a little sulkily, now looking at the quartet a bit more dubiously. \n\n"Wahahaha! And what makes you think Poke<i>girls</i> would be any different?!" \n\nOkay, well, kind of got you there. You look along the line of them, trying to decide which one to use. Psychic types are pretty OP as it is in a lot of the games, so having the Main Character Pikachu of Abras would definitely be a plus. On the other hand one of the few things psychic types are actually weak to is Ghost types, at least if this is going by the logic of the original cartoon. Anime. Whatever. If on your journey... you know, to find and save Kevin... you wind up having to fight Psychic types, then it might be better to have a really powerful Haunter. And this Muk... an Alolan Muk, you're guessing... what does she mean by absorbing things and 'changing' them? You have to admit that you're kind of tempted to pick it just because you're curious. And, well... just an all-around super-strong Fighting type has an obvious draw. So which to pick?\n\n<hr>\n[[Abra.|QOPoke1x3]]\n\n[[Haunter.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Muk.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Machamp.|QOPoke]]

Know what? Selassa seems to be urging you to do what you like in this world, so may as well. 'Yeah, I agree, let's teach her some manners.'\n\n"And another thing! Your shoes aren't even right for this terrain, you're going to get all-!" As Jean slides a hand out of the hoodie pocket and points it in her general direction, Misty stops in mid-scold... literally stops, completely frozen, as if someone had hit 'Pause' on a remote control.\n\n"There. Now, what shall we do with her, Master?" Jean asks, actually sounding vaguely pleased as that hand slips back into its pocket for the moment. "I can manipulate her mind, or her body, or both."\n\n"Huh? You can change her body, too?" you ask, glancing over in surprise. Mind control seemed sort of obvious, but transformation?\n\n"Yes, for a psychic Pokemon of my level, it's fairly trivial. I didn't just create some sort of illusion for this disguise, I changed my entire body, and it was only mildly more effort than floating was," Jean informs you in a tone as if it were asking for an extra pillow before going to sleep. "But this loud, smug human really got on my nerves. You'd know best how to give her some comeuppance, it seems, so what should we do, Master?"\n\n... It's a little weird to have what at least looks and sounds like another person calling you 'Master', but you guess now that you've decided to start giving orders, Jean has decided you're their trainer and settled on that form of address. Considering that you're about to use psychic powers to kinkily molest a cute redhead out in the middle of open country, you'll quibble over the semantics of being called Master later, you guess. For now, you should give Jean an answer. How to mess with Misty?\n\n<hr>\n[[Alter her mind.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Alter her body.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Alter both.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Actually, this is good.|QOPoke]]

Actually you're kind of curious what constitutes a 'disguise' for an Abra. "Why don't you try this disguise thing, if it's not too much trouble."\n\n<i>It's a trouble, but I suppose it's not too much.</i> \n\nBefore you can say anything else, the Abra begins to glow brightly, enough that after a second you're forced to shade your eyes and turn your head away. When the glow tapers off and you're able to look back, you find that rather than a Pokemon, there's now a person standing there. You have to say 'person' because you're honestly still not sure whether Jean is male or female like this. That tuft of blonde hair has become a bedhead full of it, above a face that could easily belong to either a cute boy or a handsome girl about an inch and a half shorter than you, and a bit younger-looking because of it. The eyes are still closed, but now have noticeable but not severe bags under them. Jean included clothes in the transformation too... specifically an Abra hoodie, the hood (with its poked-up ears) currently lowered, hands tucked into the front pocket of it below the cloth recreations of the chest and shoulder 'armor'. They're standing slightly slouched, further keeping any identifying body curves hidden, with the jeans they're wearing similarly slightly too baggy to give any hints. Bright yellow sneakers aren't exactly tilted towards one gender or the other. ... You gave your Abra a name but you're thinking that on the subject of pronouns you're just going to wind up using whatever comes to mind at the time.\n\n"That's fine, I honestly just don't care."\n\nYou start just a little. Jean... spoke? ... Wait, no, his lips didn't move. And it sounded like the same voice as before... you're pretty sure that he's just making you think you heard his mental voice with your ears instead of your brain as part of his disguise.\n\n"Yup."\n\n"Okay are you going to do that all the time?" you say with a sigh.\n\n"Can't help it. My brain doesn't have an off switch," he replies blandly.\n\nWell. You'll just have to get used to it. After a second you set off again, Jean now strolling along at a smooth, absentminded pace a bit behind you, just as silent as before but now at least you know that he's... friendly? Kind of? Inasmuch as someone who's apparently just constantly rendered ambivalent by tiredness can be. At least the feeling of someone walking along the road with you is more companionable than a silent floating little creature, you suppose. Eventually you come over a hill and spot someone apparently just finishing up a Pokemon battle, to judge by the wobbling Pokeball on the ground and the star-shaped Pokemon next to them. 'Whoa, I think it's actually her!'\n\n<i>Her?</i>\n\n"Yes! Gotcha!" the trainer standing just off the road calls, pumping a fist in the air, the thick red hair pulled into a side ponytail giving a sway as she hops excitedly in place. The short little yellow vest-top she's wearing almost bounces up enough to show something (not that she has much to show, guess Selassa didn't decide to use the version from that one infamous manga), suspenders framing said slight chest and going down to clip to the little denim short-shorts she's wearing. Her skin is glistening with either sweat or some moisture from her Pokemon's water attacks, her expression exultant and blue eyes glittering.\n\n<img src="images/Misty.jpg">\n\n"I told them I'd do just fine out on my own! Hmph!" Misty declares to herself as she recalls her Staryu, then turns towards the two of you as you make your way over, her expression quickly creasing into a frown. "What do you two kids want?"\n\nYou blink. Kids? You're... pretty sure you might be like a year older than her, at least. And Jean's current appearance is probably only a year younger, two at the most. "Er, why are you calling us kids?"\n\n"Um, you're <i>clearly</i> just starting your Pokemon journey!" Misty declares, folding her arms over her chest and sticking her nose in the air, not explaining how that's clear at all. "Which means you've got to be little kids!"\n\n'Ah, right, Misty was kind of a bitch at the start, huh?' you muse, really wishing that Selassa had at least picked the version with surprisngly huge boobs to make her a little more tolerable that way. You blush a little when you actually hear Jean snicker, feeling a general sense of agreement from the disguised Pokemon's direction.\n\n"And just what's so funny?!" Misty suddenly demands, focusing her ire on Jean now. "You're in no position to be laughing at anyone, little... kid!" she scolds, actually lifting a hand and shaking her finger. "Look at you, setting off on a Pokemon journey without so much as a canteen, let alone a backpack or bed roll or anything else!" \n\n<i>Honestly she's really starting to get on my nerves,</i> Jean sends to you, actually managing to sound mildly annoyed along with the statement. <i>Let's mess with her a bit, shall we?</i>\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOPoke1x5]]\n\n[[Urge Jean to calm down.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Put off Jean, but chastise Misty.|QOPoke]]

"Lewd stuff?" she barely manages to whisper in echo, tilting backwards.\n\n"Don't pass out," you order her sternly.\n\nThat actually makes her jerk upright, her spine straightening and eyes focusing on you again, though her face is still red. "So, wait, when you say lewd stuff, do you mean like-"\n\nYou interrupt her by leaning in and kissing her lips, Maya making a similar but entirely different squeak noise. You don't make it a particularly deep or long kiss, just soft and warm, though you do flick your tongue against her lips a bit before you pull back. "I'm sorry I never noticed you liked me," you say with a warm smile. "But I'll make it up to you, yeah? You and I can do allllll sorts of fun sexy things together from now on."\n\n"... Oh yeah?" Maya seems to be rallying now, starting to smile as well, still flushed but looking like she's getting her feet under her. "You wanna do... all sorts of sexy things?"\n\n"Don't you think that sounds fun?" you coo. "Exploring all sorts of naughty stuff together, because we like each other so much? From best friends to best friends with benefits together forever?"\n\n"... Actually to be perfectly honest now that you put it that way it's the only thing I've ever really wanted in my life," Maya replies evenly, before letting out a breathless little giggle. "But, like... seriously, you mean it?"\n\nYou smirk at her, then take a quick glance around to make sure the two of you aren't the focus of any particular attention. Then you dip your hands up under your own skirt, Maya's eyes going wide as you give your hips a shimmy and push down a pair of cute pink satin panties. You drop them down your stocking-clad legs and wiggle one sneaker out of them, then lift the other foot back to snag the panties and slip them off, tucking them into one of Maya's surprised hands.\n\nThen, while she's still processing that, you step closer, and repeat the process... just on her this time. You smile, looking her right in the eyes as you hook your fingers into her panties and pull them down, baring her pussy and ass to the entire mall beneath the rather short drape of her skirt as you draw the lacy black panties into view around her thighs, dipping so you can work them over her boots, Maya sort of reflexively helping and stepping out of them. Before you straighten up completely, you slip your own sneaker-clad feet through Maya's panties and pull them up as you straighten, slipping them up under your skirt and quickly wiggling them into place. You can feel a slight dampness on them where they're pressing against your balls, too~.\n\n"Serious enough for you?" you purr to her.\n\n"... Yeah," she replies breathlessly, giving a little shiver. She quickly tucks your panties into the little miniature backpack she's using as a purse... not puts them on, you note in amusement, leaving her still bare under the skirt. She looks at you for a long moment, then blurts, "We can't go to my place tonight, my parents are home!"\n\n"Same with mine," you admit ruefully.\n\n"... But mine will be gone this weekend," she murmurs, biting her lower lip briefly. "You wanna come over and... ah...?"\n\n"Fuck you?" You grin wickedly at her as her eyes widen (as well as glittering with blatant lust). "Yeah, I'd love to. For now, why don't we grab something to eat and then you can help me shop a bit more, huh?"\n\n"Y-yeah... yeah, absolutely!"\n\nThe two of you head to the food court, Maya still blushing but looking steadily more delighted and excited. The two of you briefly discuss where to eat, then get in line for the Asian place, you occasionally slipping a hand under her skirt to gently squeeze her bare ass. After a few times she does the same, her fingers brushing over the translucent material back of her own panties on your rear as she returns the gesture. Once you've gotten your food, the two of you retire to sit on the same side of a booth seat... a little out of the way, but still fairly close to the center of the food court.\n\nYou keep your motions calm as you eat with one hand... but grin as the other slips down, rubbing up and down Maya's thigh, tracing along the material of her stocking until you reach bare skin. Maya shivers, but manages to keep her own motions of eating normal as well. She hitches a little as you flip up her skirt, baring her completely beneath the table, but manages to keep it up... and even spreads her legs slightly. The steadily growing bustle and roar of humanity around you continues as you tuck a hand between her legs and start stroking your fingers up and down along her already very slick, practically steamy slit, gently teasing her as the two of you keep your perfectly calm facade above the table.\n\nAbout the time you find the nub of her clit and gently start rubbing a finger back and forth over it, though, Maya gives up the pretense of eating normally, shetting her fork down with a shaking hand and then slipping that hand under the table, resting it on your own stocking-clad thigh and giving a squeeze. Apparently thinking it might be a little too obvious if she returned the favor, she just tries to keep both quiet and still as you softly work her little slut-button. Her head sinks to the side until it rests against your shoulder, which makes her softly-panted breath and all those little moans and mewls she's muffling all the more obvious... to you, at least. Eventually she suddenly tenses, her thighs clamping closed around your hand as she shudders, one of those particularly soft and <i>shockingly</i> kittenish mewls actually escaping and making a few people nearby glance over before looking away quickly before they're forced to acknowledge anything socially awkward.\n\nIn the aftermath, Maya pants softly, slowly parting her legs a bit again to release your hand. "... New earring, huh?" she whispers, giving a little shiver.\n\n"New earring," you assure her warmly, turning and kissing the top of her head, also adding a little murmur of "Good girl" that makes her shiver and press her thighs around your hand again.\n\nAfter a bit you gently dab her thighs (and your hand) dry with a few napkins before the two of you get up. Somehow after that it's much easier to be relaxed and casual about wandering the mall, Maya helping you pick out clothes for a nice little variety of looks you can experiment until you find one you particularly like (though you definitely get the sense she'd like you to start leaning goth like her... maybe you'll do that with her as you play around a bit more). Eventually the two of you head to one of the mall exit and walk along together hand-in-hand, until you need to part to go to your own houses, and you lean in for a slightly deeper kiss this time, tongues flicking and swirling together.\n\n"Love you, best fuckfriend," Maya murmurs against your lips, grinning.\n\n"Love you too, fuckable best friend," you murmur back against hers.\n\nThe two of you giggle and then finally separate... but not before Maya whistles to get your attention and turns back to quickly lift the front of her skirt and flash you, showing off her still very wetness-smeared pussy. Ahhh... man, you kind of wish you'd just taken her into some bushes or something now. All the same, you head back home, thoughts pleasantly buzzing with all the much more comfortable fucking the two of you will be able to do this weekend at her house.\n\n"Hey Mom, hey Dad," you call cheerfully as you breeze into the house and through the living room.\n\n"Uh... hi, sweetheart," your mother says, blinking as she watches you head into the kitchen.\n\n"Jamie... what exactly are you wearing?" your father asks as you emerge carrying a can of soda.\n\n"Oh yeah I'm a crossdresser now," you inform them brightly before trotting up the stairs with a flounce of your skirt. "Gonna go paint my nails, niiiiight!"\n\nYour parents stare after you, then look at each other. After a moment both of them shrug, then return to watching TV.\n\nIn your room you take a few moments to put away your new purchases, tossing a lot of your more bland and 'don't notice me camouflage-y' clothes in a pile in the corner to be gotten rid of later. Then you strip down, deciding to keep wearing the stockings but discarding everything else. Your cock sticks out stiffly (hm, is it smoother than before? well you guess enhanced charisma would involve a <i>little</i> altering of your body to fit your preferred aesthetic, so it's definitely a very smooth and perhaps prettier cock than before... eh, nice!), and you definitely want to get off... but you do have a feeling that you might have a difficult time getting your fingernails done properly after that. Best to do them first, hm?\n\nYou select the nail polish you got from the first store, the one that matches the blue of your stockings (apparently it's one of their Signature Colors™), and pop open your soda before you got started. The shop girl gave you some tips and so did Maya, and soon you're running the brush cheerfully along your fingernails, humming to yourself. Having boundless confidence is pretty nifty, you think with a giggle as you eye the glossy blue polish... since you're not worried about making mistakes, you make a <i>lot</i> less mistakes, and when you do make one you just roll with it and correct it. Oh, and also you don't feel embarrassed or anything sitting around wearing thighhighs and painting your nails because you feel like it.\n\nYou've just completed your work on all ten fingers and are happily inspecting your results as they've mostly dried when there's a little knock on the door, and your mother calls through it, "Jamie? Ah... are you still painting your nails?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Yup! Don't come in though!"|QONile7x8]]\n\n[["Yeah! Come see!"|QONile]]

"What, you mean the wholesome little family of four coming in to browse animal dildos? What's weird?" she replies blandly.\n\n"... Eheh," you mutter, glancing aside, really not able to tell if she's being sarcastic or not.\n\nThen she smirks, rounding the counter and walking over to you, making you more nervous. Your eyes widen some as she leans in towards you, hands on her hips, and then even more as she murmurs, "I don't suppose it would have anything to do with the consciousness entity that's shaped itself to look like your sister, would it?"\n\n"I... I don't... I mean I don't...!"\n\n"Ah ah ah. It really bothers me when people lie to me, so let me just stop you right there," she says, putting a finger across your lips. "Obviously she's inserted herself into your family so I'm not going to blame you for trying to protect her instinctively. But it definitely looks like she's already making things a bit, shall we say... uncomfortable for you?"\n\nYou can't really come up for any response to that other than to just stand there and squirm. After a moment she steps in to your side and drapes an arm around your shoulders instead, keeping her head leaned in and her voice low.\n\n"Look, it's obvious she... it... has bonded itself to you, and is using its powers to influence your emotions. Now you and your family are caught up in its weird reality-warping. But hey, good news, since it's bonded to you, <i>you</i> can make a deal," she continues, poking you on the chest. While you're still blinking repeatedly and trying to absorb the direction this conversation has taken, she continues, "I can give you your normal life back. Just as it was, no more weirdness... although maybe better than before, as payment. Or I can even give you some really <i>good</i> payment in return... I do like to be fair, it's a principle of mine, and that entity's very valuable to someone like me."\n\n"W-wait... are you saying...?"\n\n"Mm-hmm. Sell me the consciousness entity and I'll take it off your hands and out of your family. Like it was never there. Your parents and everyone else will immediately forget, and without it to anchor them, you'll be able to see how the memories it planted in your head are phony. Trust me, you'd feel much better after that, without the emotions it faked up to blind you to how you've been manipulated. All it takes is signing a contract and it's done."\n\n<hr>\n[["... Normal life again, huh?"|QOSis]]\n\n[["... Really good payment, huh?"|QOSis]]\n\n[["No!"|QOSis]]

You decide to go down and take a look around in the basement. It's a little creepy, like every unfurnished basement seems to be, but... it's just a game, right? <<set $bep += 1>>\n\nBesides, it's not too bad, at least. The light's just a bare bulb but it reaches fairly far, so it's only dim around the edges. There's a handful of spider webs in the corners, but you don't see any spiders.\n\n<<if $bep is 1>>After searching around through the various boxes, you find a small pouch full of smooth, dry little spheres. <<if $gardenvisited is true>>You're pretty sure they're oysterberry seeds.<<else>>(You ask Amooya later, and it turns out they're oysterberry seeds.)<<endif>><<set $obseed += 5>><<endif>><<if $bep is 2>>In a box you find a fair amount of bottles and equipment. It looks like some sort of science lab setup, to judge by the shape of some of the glasses and the burners. It looks like it probably used to be set up on a table near the wall... but said table is broken and tilted, resting on its side. Still, the equipment looks to be fine, so you tape the box back closed and write 'KEEP' on it in big letters before setting it aside.<<set $labkitdiscovered to true>><<endif>><<if $bep is 3>>You're tossing some trash in the corner into a bag when you uncover what looks like... a door? It's only about waist high, and cracked and splintered in places, but it's definitely a door of some kind. It's also covered in spider webs, making you a bit loathe to touch it. After considering for a bit, you decide to just clean up the stuff around it (carefully, watching for spiders... though admittedly you still haven't actually seen any down here) and leave the door alone for now.<<set $spiderdoordiscovered to true>><<endif>><<if $bep is 4>>As you're looking through a box of what looks like gardening supplies... mostly broken or dried-up... you find what at first you think is a little wooden carving of a feminine figure. It doesn't have many details, just wide hips and full breasts, otherwise it's made of slightly rough, wrinkled(?) wood. After a few moments of looking it over, you realize it's not a carving, but some sort of seed. A really big seed, you muse, since it's almost the size of your hand. Still, you're not sure if seeds go bad, exactly, so you tuck it into your inventory for later.<<set $girlseedfound to true>>\n\nActually, taking a look around... seems like you've tidied up the basement pretty thoroughly. You doubt there's anything left to find.<<set $basementsearchcompleted to true>><<endif>>\n\nFeeling dusty and a little claustrophobic, you decide to head upstairs and clean up.\n\n<hr>\nTime to [[go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>[[Here's the day basement.|EmptyBasementSearchDay]]<<endif>>

"I'd like to try out the Dungeon, I think," you say after a moment's thought.\n\n"Great!" she chirps, turning the knob and pushing the door open to gesture you through.\n\nYou walk into another lobby-type area, though this one's made out of slabs of dark stone and has torches on the walls instead of the slightly more modern but still somewhat retro room you were just in. The exact same blue-skinned demon woman looks over from behind the counter and chirps, "Hello, welcome to the Dungeon!"\n\nYou blink, turning a bit and looking back. Yup, there she is, waving at you from the entry lobby before she closes the door. Shrugging a bit, you walk over. "I'd like to try the dungeon, please."\n\n"Alright, but since it's your first time, let me explain how things work," she says, coming around the counter. Everything about the way she speaks and moves is identical to the other one, it's kind of... well, sexy, but also weird. And also sexy. "First of all, we don't allow any outside spells or magic items, only the default equipment and what you find in the Dungeon itself. You can keep what you find in the Dungeon here and use it on other runs, but once you leave the Funhouse with it, it counts as 'outside' afterwards."\n\n"Huh. How come?" you ask, tilting your head.\n\n"It's to keep the Dungeon fun for everyone. If any Lord could come in with their full magical might and armory, they'd just steamroll through the Dungeon and take everything they liked, which not only wouldn't give us very much energy to keep the Dungeon running, but also wouldn't be very entertaining for everyone else," she explains. "Part of that is that the Dungeon is run in groups of four... you can choose to solo it if you like, but it's not recommended since it's balanced heavily against that. You'll be able to leave the Dungeon any time you like from any Safe Zone you reach, which is indicated by one of these," she notes, gesturing to a little bobbing cluster of colored, brightly glowing crystals near the counter. "But the Dungeon gets randomized every day, so you probably won't be able to go back to the same spot once you leave."\n\n"Can I bring other people with me to do my own group?" you ask. Not that you exactly have anyone you could do so with right now, but it would be nice to know.\n\n"Certainly! We do only allow up to four, though," she notes. "Once you sign up to do Dungeon runs, you'll get your own personal prep room, where you can keep your dungeon items and those of fellow party members you arrive with."\n\n"Alright, cool. Register me with the Dungeon, please."\n\n"Certainly," she chirps, heading back over to the counter to type on her weird gleaming black and silver computer. "Oh, would you like to go ahead and purchase an Extra Life?"\n\n"What's that?"\n\n"Oh, silly me, I forgot to mention," she says, glancing at you with a sheepish smile. "The Dungeon itself isn't safe. It's full of Bad Ends," she continues, her voice taking on a dreamy, sort of longing tone, making it clear she thinks that Bad Ends are something to be savored and enjoyed rather than a genuine threat. "It's one of the ways we get the energy to run the Dungeon itself, you understand! If you purchase an Extra Life, though, after your Bad End you'll be popped back to your prep room... probably quite worn out, since your energy will be drained, but otherwise perfectly fine. If you don't have any Extra Lives, well, it's permanent," she concludes with a winning smile.\n\nThe idea of getting Bad Ended for real just because you're setting out to have some fun <i>should</i> terrify you, or rather, it would have before. Now you're feeling yourself starting to get hard a little bit thinking about it... what a thrill, genuinely risking your entire existence and a fate worse than death just for laughs! Plus you bet it would be a sexy Bad End too. It's almost enough to make you blow off the whole idea of an Extra Life... but then, if you had those, you could get Bad Ended <i>more than once</i>, couldn't you? (Plus, y'know, actually getting to return to the world and do other fun stuff.) "So how much do they cost?" you ask.\n\n"First one is on the house... if you want it," she answers, red eyes twinkling. "After that there's a lot of ways to buy them. We accept Fuck Haven tickets, gemstones, favors, years of service, and human souls."\n\n"I'm gonna guess that a human soul is worth more than <i>one</i> Extra Life?"\n\n"Correct. It depends on the soul, but they're usually worth at least five Extra Lives. Now, we've got three other Dungeon divers available... we use a bit of time manipulation to keep everyone from having to wait, no worries... so it's wonderful that you came along! The only question is, sir, would you like to claim your free Extra Life?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOMaster2x3]]\n\n[[Nope. YOLO.|QOMaster]]

Those words seem to shock Lil a little bit, her eyes blinking. "Oh?"\n\n"I-I mean, you seem really nice and all, but... I mean I just met you, and there's a lot of stuff that's..." You trail off, smiling nervously at her. "Uh... s-sorry?" you murmur, tacking on a silent 'please don't be mean to me'.\n\n"... Hm." Lil makes that almost inaudible little noise in her throat, before smiling gently again and turning a bit more towards you... and presses her breasts more fully against you, sending a shock of both pleasure and nervousness through your body at the feel. "But you know... I could be so very grateful if you'd do certain things," she says nonchalantly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.\n\n"Th-thanks but, um, still?" you squeak out, eyes wide.\n\nNow she actually looks outright surprised, staring at you for a moment. Then she giggles softly as she sits back, picking up her glasses and slipping them on. "Sorry for teasing you. You're a very good boy, Jamie, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable," she says with genuine-sounding regret, placing one of her hands over one of yours. Then she frowns a little as if in concern. "You do look a little out of it, though. Perhaps you've <i>over</i>indulged. Darling why don't I make sure you get to bed? Don't want you falling over out here in front of everyone."\n\nOh. Yeah that is a very good point. Still, you flush in embarrassment at the idea of this gorgeous girl basically putting you to bed, but nevertheless let her take you by the hand and lead you back to your room. She gently shoos out the couple making out there, both of them hurrying to comply as if as eager to please her as anything else, before she guides you over to the bed. "I'll try to encourage them to keep the racket down," she says with a smile as she slips back out the door. "I'll see you around, Jamie, alright?"\n\nYou'd thought that she was just being polite. However after you've gotten up the next morning and had breakfast, Will urges you to shower and get dressed, before adding, "Lil wants you to visit her at her place."\n\n"Uh... really?" You blink a few times yourself.\n\n"Yeah, apparently she took a liking to you. She's an influential girl for sure, Jame, if you get on her good side you could go far. So I'd say whatever she asks of you, do it. You could arrive here at college in a few years with a 'big man on campus' role already waiting for you."\n\nThat... is like beyond your understanding, but she did seem nice if a little... weird after that one point... so it's not like you've got any real objections. After you've gotten cleaned up and dressed, Will drives you to the campus... specifically one of the larger, nicer dorm buildings, despite also being one of the older ones. It looks a bit more like a mansion than anything, and as you come in you spot a girl dressed as a maid standing near the door. She solemnly presses a button on an intercom and announces, "Men on the premises!" before giving both of you a smile. "Lil's waiting for you, third floor, left side."\n\n"You go on up, man, I need to head out and do a few things," Will assures you before heading back out the door.\n\nO... kay. You head for the stairs, torn between excited and nervous that some girl who didn't hear the intercom might wander out of her room naked or that a door might have been left open to allow you to glimpse one of those infamous lingerie pillow fights. But nothing like that happens, and you instead knock on the left-side door of the third floor (which is apparently just two large rooms, dang), waiting for Lil's voice to call "Come in!" before opening it and stepping inside.\n\nAlmost instantly you come to a stop, your jaw sagging as you stare. You can't process anything else in the room, or even notice the door swinging closed on its own behind you, because Lil completely and totally dominates your attention. She's standing about ten feet in front of you, completely and totally naked. All those strange feelings of her breasts being bigger than they seemed are certainly proven more than right, considering they're immense enough to hang down to just an inch or two above her navel, her hips and legs far more luscious than you can imagine. The sight of her naked body is so overwhelmingly erotic that you can barely process the pair of small horns jutting from her forehead, or the purple, spade-tipped tail flicking back and forth behind her.\n\n"Hello, Jamie," she purrs, her amber eyes now glowing faintly as she sashays towards you, your cock feeling like it gets a little harder from its already steel-like stiffness at every wobble and jiggle of those huge tits. "I'm so glad you could visit me. Don't worry if you can't talk, that's fairly normal for someone exposed to my full aura for the first time. Now." She comes to a stop in front of you, the thick nipples capping her mountainous mammaries just almost brushing against you. "Last night you said that you wouldn't do anything I asked. I imagine you feel a little differently now... let's see how differently."\n\nShe raises a hand and presents something to you... an almost stereotypical black box with a single large, red button on it. "Whatever I told you about this, you'd believe me right now, wouldn't you?" At your numb, dazed nod, she smiles. "If you press this button, your brother dies. Poof. Simple as that. But if you press it... I'll fuck you. Do you want to press the button, Jamie?"\n\n<hr>\n[[What NO!|QOBro10x2]]\n\n[[Y-... y-... yeeees Mistress!|QOBro]]\n\n[[Hell, don't have to ask you twice. [boop]|QOBro11x1]]

The product tester thing seems like it could be a really sweet deal, and you don't see an age restriction anywhere on the listing. Clicking on it leads you to a rather old-looking website with an... interesting explanation.\n\n<div style="border:1px solid #ccc;padding:5px 10px;">Thank you for your interest in becoming an AppAssure Industries Testing Agent. <s>Please discard all hope in the nearest convenient container upon clicking through.</s>\n\nWe here at AppAssure Industries are dedicated to using Science to better the lives of mankind, which will incidentally cause them to give us more money so that we can continue doing Science. Thus Testing Agents, even lazy ones like you who can&#39;t be bothered to leave their own homes, are absolutely essential. Did we say lazy? We meant efficient, managing to do Science without even going out under that big intense bright thing in the sky. We call it the Scare Ball.\n\nIn any event, AppAssure Industries currently has several Home Testing Kits available to send out. Please allow one to two hours for delivery after selecting one of the following categories and then a testing kit.\n\n[[Food &amp; Beverage|QOHPT6x1]]\n\n[[Toys|QOHPT1x1]]\n\n[[Clothing|QOHPT7x1]]</div>\n

"NO!" you blurt, smacking her hand away from you, not even caring as it brushes across the surface of one of her tits and makes it jiggle. Then, as you see the button go tumbling through the air, you realize in a panic that it could land the wrong way and scramble after it, diving desperately to catch it before it hits the ground. It's only after a few seconds of laying on the floor trembling that you realize it weighs practically nothing... not even enough for there to be so much as a circuit board inside, let alone some sort of transmitter or anything else. You stare at it, then turn to look at the naked sex goddess who's staring at you with her lips parted, tail jutted out to the side at an angle but frozen in place.\n\nAfter a second she turns and walks over to the side, picking something up off of the small table there and bringing it to her face... her glasses. As she slips them on, the horns and tail retract into her body, hips smoothing out slightly and her breasts shrinking, down to what might be an H-cup instead of the bra-defying mountains they were before. Still apparently unashamed of her nudity, though, she turns towards you, a seemingly genuine look of regret on her face. "I'm sorry, Jamie. I had to be sure."\n\n"This... doesn't do anything, right?" you say numbly as you roll over and sit up, holding up the button.\n\n"No. But I knew you'd believe whatever I told you about it in the moment. I... know that was cruel, and I really am sorry." She sighs heavily, folding her arms under her bare breasts. "Um, you see, Jamie, I'm... part succubus. A long time ago a succubus married into my family, and the half-succubus nature just keeps getting passed down no matter how many generations go by. I didn't get a lot of the powers that come with it, except the attraction aura... and I got that in spades. I can never really shut it off, though I can tamp it down a little with these," she adds, raising a hand up to give her glasses a nudge. \n\n"That's why you acted so surprised when I said I wouldn't do anything for you?" you murmur, getting to your feet and averting your eyes from her naked body, your cheeks aflame again despite the strangeness of the situation.\n\n"Yes... I've met a lot of people that could resist just my casual, tamped-down aura, like your brother, but almost none of them who could when I tried even a little. And now... I mean, you shouldn't even be <i>able</i> to look away from me, no matter how shy you are!" she blurts, before blushing a bit herself and putting her fingertips over her mouth. "... That sounds ridiculously arrogant. But it's just... the truth. If anything you're getting more resistant to me by the moment."\n\nYou frown. "So what would have happened if I'd said yes?"\n\n"I'd... probably have treated you like a toy," Lil admits as she walks over to the side again, plucking a short pink silk robe off the back of a chair and pulling it on, finally meaning you can look right at her... mostly. Because wow is that short and thin. She hesitates briefly before she continues, "I'm not really defending that, but I do want to explain. I realized a long time ago that I'd never be able to have a real relationship with anyone because of my aura... anyone I developed real feelings for would lose themselves and become my slave the first time we tried to make love. My choices were to either live a life of loneliness and solitude, completely suppressing who I am and never getting close with anyone, or... embracing it. So... I embraced it. You can decide for yourself how justified I was, I suppose. ... Especially if..."\n\n"Um." You squirm a little. "... If?"\n\n"... Jamie, you're the first person I've ever met that has the potential to... to actually like me for me, if that's possible," Lil murmurs, putting a hand to her chest. "I don't know if you even will, but... you're the best chance I have of ever having a normal relationship. ... I'm taking it fast, sorry, again I'm not used to this," she adds sheepishly as your face goes solid red. "But I... I can be better, I know, if I actually have someone that could see the real me. Someone I could actually <i>be</i> a real me for. S-so, what I suppose I'm asking is..." She actually looks a little nervous and shy herself now, shifting her shoulders awkwardly before asking, in a rather girlish lilt, "Will you be my boyfriend?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOBro]]\n\n[[No.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Maybe.|QOBro]]

"Hey, Kevin!" you call excitedly, waving a hand around, not particularly caring as several people glance in your direction.\n\nHis head turns, and he blinks, looking confused. For a moment you're almost hurt... doesn't he recognize you? ... Wait, of course he recognizes you, or rather, he recognizes <i>Sandra</i>. You almost facepalm at the realization. What a goof! But now he's meandering over, seeming more curious than anything. "Hey, Sandra," he says rather coolly, apparently fairly aware of the sort of girl your current host is... well, when you're not in her. Then he blinks at the box, and at you... and after a second raises a hand to point at his lower face. "You've got... chocolate."\n\n"Oh! Um." You blush a bit, grabbing a napkin and hastily wiping your face. "I get it?"\n\n"Yeah. It your birthday or something?" he asks, glancing at the box of cookies curiously.\n\n"... Yes?" you reply slowly, since that seems like as good an explanation for the obvious splurging as any. You clear your throat, then pluck up the other chocolate-coated cookie and proffer it. "Um... you want one? These are... really good."\n\n"I..." He just stares, as if floored by the offer, then slowly takes the cookie. "... Yeah, okay. Thanks?" He bites into it a little hesitantly, as if wondering if there might be something wrong with it. "I mean, thanks, that's... nice of you," he adds, unable to not sound completely flummoxed while saying it.\n\n"My pleasure," you reply with a bright grin. Geez, Kevin's been your friend for years, but you're not usually this comfortable in your skin around him when... well, when you're <i>in</i> your own skin. There's definitely something freeing about being in this body.\n\n"So... yeah, I should probably go, thanks again," he murmurs, turning and starting to walk off.\n\n"Hey wait!" you squawk, leaping to your feet, not caring that your skirt flings up in back and flashes your ass at a passing group of guys. Not even noticing as all of them gawk, you hurry forward, forgetting about the cookies. "Um, hey, why don't we hang out? I'm kind of treating myself, and... and I'd like if you'd join me!"\n\n"... Seriously?" Kevin just stares at you now. "I figured you'd be spending the day with Elise, or Nichelle, or your usual group. Why would you even want to spend the day with me?"\n\n"... Um." Not quite realizing you're doing it, you reach back to snag Sandra's braid and pull it over your shoulder, fiddling with it a little in your fingers. "Well, you know, I originally wasn't going to hang out with anybody, but then I saw you, and I just thought it might be... nice?"\n\n"I really dunno," he hedges, obviously trying to reconcile the way you're acting with what he knows of Sandra.\n\n"Oh, c'mon, please?" You smile for him again. "I'm paying for everything. I promise if you don't have fun, you can leave."\n\n"... Okay, I guess." He lets out a little huff, then actually blushes at the smile you give him. You're pretty sure Sandra has never smiled at him like this... actually, you're pretty sure you've never smiled at him like this either. "So, um, where are we going?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Movies.|QOBook10x3]]\n\n[[Shopping.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Your place.|QOBook]]\n\n[[His place.|QOBook]]

"There's a movie I've been wanting to see, looks like it's starting soon," you add, pointing at the movie theater across from the food court. "Dynasty of the Dragon?"\n\n"You like that?" Kevin asks incredulously, making you internally wince. That's right, Dynasty of the Dragon is regarded as a pretty 'nerdy' fantasy movie, definitely not the sort of thing that Sandra would be caught seeing... at least in public.\n\n"Um, well, the previews looked good, is all," you offer, fiddling with Sandra's braid a little again.\n\n"Huh. Okay." Kevin watches for a moment, then tilts his head. "You bringing those?"\n\n"Huh?" You look over where he's indicating, spotting the box of cookies. "Oh!" You turn back and head over, picking up the box, and carrying it over to what seems to be a small actual birthday party of elementary school kids and plop it on the table. "Here, guys, go nuts!" you chirp, turning your back on the screams of joy (and quiet groans of dismay from a few parents) to head for the theater, Kevin falling in with you.\n\n"You... are not at all like you are at school," he comments, shaking his head.\n\n"Maybe you could say I'm a different person," you reply breezily, grinning at him. "Just for today."\n\n"Mm. Well, so far, I wouldn't mind seeing more of this you every day," he replies rather offhandedly, which makes you blush really, really hard for some reason.\n\nAt the counter you buy yourself some popcorn and a drink, and buy Kevin's candy and drink as well, the two of you heading on into the theater, chatting quietly during the previews, then settling into silence as the actual movie starts. You're half engrossed in the film, but every so often you'll get distracted... either by the seat rubbing against your bare rear and sex, or by noticing Kevin glancing at you, often still with that slightly confused look. Though at one point the two of you look at each other and he gives you an actual smile, and... well... your heart sort of does a flutter.\n\nHooboy.\n\nYou swallow hard, staring at the screen for a moment. Yeah, that felt like... hooboy. ... Still. The theme of the day is being bold. You could always do something really bold like, well, [[sucking his cock right here in the theater|QOBook]]. Or you could do the very epitome of bold, brash, foolish, even lewd behavior... you could [[hold his hand|QOBook10x4]].\n\n... Or maybe you could just back off from this whole idea and [[offer him popcorn|QOBook]].

Enh. You figure you can do something about her irrational hatred of you if you try... you can sort of feel when you poke against her own spirit that there are spots that can yield, you can probably make her decide to leave you alone if you want to. Besides, there are less cruel and more beneficial ways to get some mild revenge in the course of enjoying yourself.\n\nFirst of all, you spend a few minutes learning stuff about Sandra, like her email password, contacts, and where she keeps certain things. Then you grab a stylish oversized purse and stuff several of her diaries, a number of pairs of her panties, one of her favorite stuffed animals (okay, fine, you're going to be a <i>little</i> mean) and a couple of her nicer pieces of electronics, most of which she doesn't even use but just demanded because other people had them, into it. You also spend a little while on her computer downloading various files (nothing terribly incriminating, she seems to mostly use the high-end rig for browsing social media) and pictures from her phone and putting them on a memory stick, which also goes in the purse. Then you call for her chauffer and have him drive you to the mall, grinning and bouncing in your seat the whole while, which seems to make him a little nervous.\n\nOnce at the mall, you head for the little bank kiosk and use Sandra's card and knowledge of her account info to withdraw about half her savings, which is no small amount... you briefly consider taking it all, but decide that might be going too far, plus more likely to spark some sort of investigation once she realizes. Accepting the very large envelope of money, you stuff it into the purse with the rest and then head to the small personal storage rental area, glad that Deviville Mall is big enough to have these sorts of things on site. You rent out a locker for the next month (you don't plan to take that long, but why not give yourself a buffer, it's not your money) and use cash from Sandra's wallet to pay, to help avoid a paper trail. You add enough details about your actual self so that you won't have any trouble getting access to it, and then are allowed to head into the back on your own, heading for the large locker you rented, keeping an eye out to make sure that there are no cameras so that Sandra's movements can't be tracked if someone decides to investigate where half her savings went.\n\nNope, nothing. You open up the locker and set the contents of the purse you loaded inside, making sure to tuck the money envelope underneath the rest so that it's more out of sight. You pause, then smirk and unbutton Sandra's blouse, reaching in behind yourself to undo her bra and wiggle out of it, your tits wobbling as they're freed. You toss the bra in the locker as well, then slide a hand under your skirt, rubbing your borrowed pussy good and hard through Sandra's panties, suppressing a moan as you do. Once you can feel wet cloth on your fingers, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of Sandra's panties and shuck them down, bare breasts wobbling from out of Sandra's opened blouse as you step out of her undies and toss them in with the bra. You close the door and fasten the combination lock, then button up Sandra's blouse before flouncing back out, tits jiggling freely under the silk and your pussy bare and wet beneath the drape of Sandra's skirt.\n\nDeciding you only really need her wallet and realizing the skirt has a small pocket, you dump the purse (and the expensive cosmetics and other personal grooming implements it contains) into a 'donations for the homeless' bin as you pass, humming cheerfully to yourself. Heading to the food court, and not really bothering to do anything about your happy steps causing your skirt to flip up a fair bit in back, you make your way to the cookie place. "Yeah, hi," you chirp to the person behind the counter. There's something incredibly freeing about not being yourself, and thus not having to worry about anyone's opinion of how you act. Or what you ask for. "Yeah, I'll have one of everything, please."\n\n"Er, one of... everything?" he asks with a blink. \n\n"Yeah." You grin even more and nod, then glance aside and point at the tray of chocolate-coated chocolate chip cookies. "Two of those, though."\n\nLooking dubious, as if expecting at any moment you'll laugh and run off, the guy nevertheless gets out one of the large boxes and starts adding one of every cookie to it, and two of the ones you pointed out. He sets the box on the counter and reads you the price, looking half shocked and half suspicious when you offer him a credit card, which turns mostly to shocked when it runs without any problems. You beam at him and pick up the box, replacing it with a twenty and skipping off before he can protest, making your way over to one of the tables.\n\nYou yip a bit to yourself at the cold feeling of metal on your pussy and ass when you sit down, not having done the reflexive sweep-and-tuck most girls do to skirts. You just giggle, though, and open up the box, taking a moment to gaze at the bounty. You're not the one paying for them, and you're not the one having to deal with the sugar coma or calories either! Picking up a 'cookie sandwich', a pair of chocolate chip cookies with a ridiculous amount of frosting squooshed between them, you bite into it with a pleased moan. Somehow it tastes even better than it normally would! Maybe girls have different taste buds... or maybe it's just the complete lack of consequences.\n\nYou munch your way through several more cookies, and are two bites into the first of the chocolate-coated chocolate chip ones when something catches your attention out of the corner of your eye. You glance aside and spot a blonde head and a handsome face... it's your friend Kevin!\n\n<hr>\n[["Hey, Kevin!"|QOBook10x2]]\n\n[[No, wait, nevermind.|QOBook]]

The thrill running through you and setting your heart pumping feels too good to just leave it as it is... you want this change so you can be daring, and shameless, and lewd. So to get it, you're really going to have to be daring, and shameless, and lewd. And you have an idea for that, spawned by the impulsive camera snaps you took back in the dressing room.\n\nAlso you're grateful to the lady in the lingerie shop for her generosity in giving you a discount. You're gonna need to buy a few extra things for this. (Luckily nothing really expensive.)\n\nAfter buying what you need and doing a little research (which in itself takes some boldness, but you're revving yourself up here), you leave the mall and head to the park. A slightly long walk but Deviville is strangely convenient to get around for a teenager without a car. And you don't mind, considering that you're still enjoying the illicit thrill of wandering around with that sexy lingerie on under your clothes.\n\nYou enter the park and just walk around for a bit, partly to continue enjoying the thrill and partly to get a bit of the lay of the land. You spot what you really want as best accessible near the dog park area... a largely untouched wooded area beyond a broad, open grassy space between it and the treeline. You take a quick glance around, seeing that there's currently no one around, and make a hurried beeline for the trees, ducking in.\n\nBut you don't go very far. Just a tree or two back, where there's still plenty of light coming in from the more open area. Where you could still, conceivably, be seen if you came out from behind the tree you find large enough to conceal you. You nibble your lower lip for a moment, then decide to go ahead and put on one of your other purchases... a plain black facemask. (You considered buying a cuter one but decided that anonymity was the better option here.) You slip it on over your ears and tug it into place, checking yourself in your phone to make sure that it covers your nose and all your lower face. Then you attach the new tripod mount you got for your phone and walk back, getting it to where the camera has a good view of the tree you'll be behind.\n\nYou hesitate just a bit, then open the underground app you found... 'GoingWilder'. It's supposed to be a sort of traceless, anonymous way to upload photos and video of yourself doing lewd things. It might even be a little 'dark web' or something... you're not even sure how you found it, just that when you started looking it was there. You swallow... then start it up, setting it to upload when you hit 'Stop'. (Apparently there used to be a streaming option but too many people were reporting each other so they'd get caught mid-stream, either just for meanness or for thrills.) You straighten and back up, until you bump up against the tree.\n\nYou take a short look around just to make sure that you're concealed, and even lean out a bit to make sure no one followed you, before settling in and looking at your phone where it's sitting. Nibbling your lower lip under your mask again, you undo your pants and wiggle your hips, letting them slip down and then giving them a push to bunch them up around your calves. You stand there for a few moments, letting the camera get a good long look at your revealed garter belt, stockings, and panties, wiggling your hips a bit again to show off your hardon straining at the front. Then you lift up the front of your shirt, showing off the bra as well.\n\nLicking your lips now, your breathing seeming hotter and harder inside the mask, you thumb down the front of your panties enough for your shaft to spring free, leaving the satiny material hugging your balls. You glance aside, just remembering where you are, wondering if maybe you can subliminally hear people moving by on the sidewalk, walking their dogs or just themselves. Then you look back at the phone and wrap a hand around your cock, starting to stroke yourself.\n\nYour breathing continues to come hard, soft panted breaths that wash over your skin in the mask, the feel of the cool fall air on your skin stimulating you in an entirely different way to the heat of your room in your dream, somehow reminding you that this is very much real and you're really out in the park, displaying your lingerie and jerking yourself off, and that the moment you hit the stop button it will all go up for a bunch of strangers to masturbate to. You moan softly and tilt your head back, closing your eyes briefly, then opening them and glancing back and forth, mildly nervous that someone might have heard you.\n\nBut you don't stop. You continue to jerk your stiff prick, pre starting to leak out, and then to be slung around in those fancy-looking lines that you hope the camera can catch. Panting, you slip your other hand inside the lacy, flat cup of your bra, starting to visibly tease your nipple, more for the camera than yourself, though you can feel a surprising surge of pleasure run through you as you do. You really didn't expect it to feel so good, and as a result let out a slightly shocked, slightly louder moan, and then again glance around sheepishly hoping you weren't heard.\n\nYou really can distantly hear people passing by... talking, laughing, the occasional dog bark. You swallow hard, as much egged on by the reminder of how exposed you are as you are intimidated. God it's not even late at night, it's the middle of the day! Your cock twitches hard in your hand at the thought, but you hold off a bit longer. You don't want to take <i>too</i> long, but you want to enjoy this... and you want it to be a good video.\n\nYou alternate between leaning your head back in pleasure and glancing around to make sure no one's coming, even occasionally daring to lean around the tree and peek out, your heart skipping beats and your cock throbbing whenever you catch sight of someone walking by unaware. You turn back to the phone, starting to pant softly, the mask no doubt muffling you too much to be picked up by the microphone. You wonder if that's a plus or a minus? You guess you can read the comments on it later.\n\nThe thought of the video really being uploaded, seen enough to earn comments, pushes you over the edge and you jut your hips forward, your cock firing long, heavy streams of cum just like this morning, this time spattering all over the sun-dappled grass. You lean back harder against the tree, hips out, none of the spatters coming quite close to hitting the phone but most of them getting further than you've ever shot before.\n\nAfter you're done you pant heavily through the mask, briefly rolling your eyes and letting out a groan. Fuck... that... felt really good. But you probably ought to call it here... upload the video and then head home, so tonight you can dream about... your new form. You start to shuffle forward, not yet pulling your pants up... wanting to leave the show going right up to the end... but pause. Should you... should you try and go even further?\n\n<hr>\n[[Yeah let's push it!|QOSw1x4]]\n\n[[No, here's enough.|QOSw]]

Trying to keep your hand from trembling, you slide it over and slip it underneath Kevin's, tentatively wrapping it around his. He turns his head and just stares at you, face somewhat unreadable in the darkened theater. Then he looks back at the screen... and turns his hand to lace his fingers with yours, letting you them rest on the arm of the movie seat. You sit there with your heartbeat drowning out some of the epic dialog, silently squealing to yourself in glee.\n\nOnce the movie's over, the two of you walk out... still hand-in-hand. You try not to giggle as you bring Sandra's braid around and brush the tuft at the tip against your cheek. "Um, so hey, would you maybe want to... get dinner with me now?"\n\n"I... yeah, sure, okay," he answers, smiling, still with a bit of confusion on his face but quite a bit of warmth as well.\n\nYou pick out a nice place from Sandra's memories, an upscale sit-down restaurant that knows her, and thus seats the two of you despite Kevin's jeans and button-collar t-shirt. You glance around at the tasteful, understated ambiance (or at least you're pretty sure those are the words that apply), unable to help thinking that you could get used to this. You chat amiably with Kevin, still feeling far more at ease with him than you ever have, even as your heart gives another flutter every time he smiles at you, which happens more and more often as the evening goes on.\n\nThe two of you are just taking bites of chocolate truffle cake (you begged off claiming it was your birthday, assuring Kevin you didn't want any fuss) when someone rather deliberately bumps the table, an almost snarl of a voice saying in an acidic tone, "Sandra, who the hell is this?"\n\nYou blink and look up at him, staring blankly until one of your host's memories pops up... Mitch, her boyfriend, practically fiance if your families have anything to say about it. Oh crap. Sandra doesn't actually like this guy... well, she doesn't really <i>like</i> anyone, that you've been able to discover, but her dislike of Mitch seems to be rooted in good reasons. He's demanding, often rude (in all the wrong ways, according to Sandra's thoughts), and has even gotten a little rough with her a few times... and not always in bed. You wince visibly. "Er, hey. Mitch. This is Kevin, he-"\n\n"I know who he is, I mean what the hell are you doing eating with him?" Mitch gives Kevin a truly poisonous glare, Kevin just looking back at him with a frown. "His family's hardly better than trash. What are you doing, dumping me for him?"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Um...|QOBook]]\n\n[[N-no?|QOBook]]\n\n[[Hell yes.|QOBook10x5]]

The words are out of your mouth almost before you realize you've thought them. "Of course I am. He's kind and thoughtful and everything you're not, and wouldn't be even if you had a hundred times as much money."\n\nMitch's entire face turns purple with fury, and he reaches forward to grab your arm hard enough to make you wince. "We're leaving, now."\n\n"You need to take your hands off of her," Kevin says, voice low and even as he rises from his chair, gaze fixed on the rather larger and more muscular rich jock.\n\n"And just what are you going to do if I don't?" Mitch snaps, plastering a smirk on his face as he looks over at Kevin, your face having gone pale.\n\nThe moment he says it, there's the sound of more chairs scraping on the floor. Mitch blinks and looks around... practically every man in the vicinity, and some of the women, are on their feet and glaring at him. One or two are even holding steak knives. Apparently openly grabbing a slender girl by the arm crossed a line even for high society. A waiter walks up, prim and proper, and says, "Sir, I need to ask you to leave, or we will phone the police."\n\nMitch stares at him, then glares down at you. "You haven't heard the last of this," he hisses, shoving you back into your chair slightly, then glaring around. "And I'll remember <i>all</i> of you!" he declares like some bad drama villain as he storms out of the restaurant.\n\nKevin is almost instantly at your side, carefully resting a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, you alright?"\n\n"Y-yeah... yes, I'm okay," you reply, letting out a long breath. You stand up and wrap your arms around him, hugging tight. "... Thank you."\n\n"Madame and m'sieur, I am most deeply sorry for the trouble, and please be assured that tonight's meal is on us," the waiter informs you, to a smattering of light applause from the other diners. You smile weakly at him and nod, before Kevin gently leads you to the entry area, stepping aside into a small alcove.\n\n"You sure you're okay?"\n\n"I'm... kind of shaken up, but yeah."\n\n"Do you need me to walk you home?"\n\n"No... no, I'll call for the car, thank you."\n\nKevin just looks at you for long moments, then blushes a little, glancing away and rubbing the back of his neck. "So, ah... where did all that stuff you said come from?"\n\n"I... I've felt it for awhile, I just... never figured out how to say it," you reply, realizing it's the truth as you speak, tears gathering in your eyes.\n\n"... Okay, well... I guess... that would be okay, then, because... I wouldn't mind seeing a lot more of the you from today," he replies, leaning down and kissing you.\n\nYou close your eyes to kiss him back, two tears slipping free from your closed lids as your lips press to his. They're warm, and gentle, and you try your best to memorize every moment of the kiss until it breaks. Kevin smiles at you and brushes fingertips along your cheek. "I'll go wait outside until your guy gets here, alright?"\n\n"O-okay."\n\nOnce Kevin's left, you make your way into the bathroom, stopping in front of the mirror and sniffling as you stare at Sandra's face looking back at you, a few smears of mascara on her cheeks. You moisten a towel to dab at them, staring at hazel eyes that aren't really yours. What are you doing? You've just agreed to start going out with your best friend... using someone else's body. This isn't your body! This isn't your life! \n\nBut it could be, you can't help but think.\n\nYou stare at your... Sandra's... reflection. Could you really do that? Give up your life? Your parents? And what about Sandra? Would you be condemning her to spend forever, what... not existing? While you stole her life and walked around using her body, so that you can fulfill an unrequited love that you didn't know you had yesterday?\n\nOn the other hand, that other bit of you argues, what was so great about your life? Sure, your parents might be sad at first if your body just stays asleep forever, but eventually they'd get over it. And it's not like Sandra was happy with her life... from what you can tell of her memories, Sandra was pretty much defined by <i>never</i> being happy. She despised everyone she associated with and despised everyone she didn't deem fit to associate with even more. She didn't even really like her family, and no matter how often they gave her everything she asked for, she was always resentful of them not somehow giving her even more. She was miserable and she made everyone else that she could miserable as well. Would it really be so bad for her to just stay asleep forever too instead of living like that, when you would be more than happy with what she has?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go back to your own body.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Become Sandra.|QOSandra1x1]]

At your sort of half-coherent assent, Ms. Lorne giggles and unzips your jeans as well, hooking her thumb into the waistband of your underwear and pulling them down, letting your stiff prick spring free. "Oooo, not bad young man," she coos warmly. You let out a loud gasp as she wraps her hand around it with the smooth confidence of experience, starting to give short, gentle strokes along it. "I would definitely give this an 'A'."\n\nOkay besides the fact that your ridiculously hot teacher is stroking your cock in the middle of the classroom, you can't help but get an extra boost of happy brain chemicals at receiving a good grade in penis, which is apparently totally achievable and a normal thing to want. You're still sort of processing that when she leans in a bit more and covers your mouth with hers, her tongue dipping between your lips. She gives a soft 'mmm' as she starts coaxing your own tongue into movement, urging you to return the strokes, and further to stick it out so she can start sucking on it, swirling her own tongue around it.\n\nSince it's you, even though she's currently sucking your tongue and stroking your cock, it still takes you some time to work up the confidence to reach up and cup one of her breasts over her shirt, giving it a tentative squeeze. Through the soft material you can actually feel the lace of her bra, as well as the yielding warmth of the firm flesh beneath. The feel of it sends a shudder of excitement through your whole body, making your prick twitch in her hand and ooze out some pre that smears over her fingers as she continues to stroke you.\n\nPart of your brain can't help but realize that this must not be Ms. Lorne's first time jerking off an eager teenage boy, because she seems to know just how to grip you and stroke you and when to pause and let you calm down a bit, to keep you from cumming almost instantly. She certainly doesn't seem to be in any hurry, continuing to kiss you and suck your tongue, making soft, pleased moans whenever you caress or squeeze her breast. After a time, though, she does begin speeding up her strokes, and then pumps her hand quickly, obviously intending to bring you off. And it works, you letting out a little gasping cry into her mouth as your cock shudders in her hand, spurting long ropes of cum all over the desk seat of Sandra, one of the hotter girls in class.\n\n"Mm, I think that gets a 'B' right now," Ms. Lorne murmurs teasingly as she raises her head, making you blush. "We can definitely get both stamina and cum amount up a bit, don't you think?"\n\n"Uh... um," you breathe, your face red, still once again struggling to process everything.\n\n"I think a little private tutoring would go a long way," she says in a cheerful mimicry of her usual businesslike tone, even as she releases your prick... and gives some of your cum that wound up on them a little lick. She glances down at your cock, which is still mostly hard, her amber-brown eyes twinkling a little, before looking at your face again. "Tomorrow after school, let's meet for a study session at my house, hm? I think you have the potential to really move up to some advanced lessons."\n\n<hr>\n[["Okay!"|QOSchool]]\n\n[["I'm... not sure..."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["... Can't we fuck now?"|QOSchool]]

How can he do this to Katrina?! She's so nice, and so pretty, and... well, this is definitely not something Will should be doing! Scowling, you turn away from the door and close your eyes, hating every minute of the moaning and gasping and other lewd noises coming in through the doorway.\n\nEventually the sounds of sex trail off, and a few minutes later there's some murmured talking, and then the sound of the bathroom door being closed. Turning back, you peer carefully out through the slats... no one in the bedroom. You quickly get up and edge out of the closet, hurrying out of the room. Obviously the party's still going on outside, and you head back to the guest room, where the bedding is rumpled and... you don't want to think about it. Scowling, you yank the sheets off while touching them as little as possible and toss them in the corner, getting a new set out of the closet and putting them on. At least by the time you're done and have flopped into bed, it sounds like the activity outside has trailed off, and you're able to go to sleep in relative quiet, all the while brooding on what you saw last night. \n\nWhen you wake up in the morning, you peer out cautiously... things look pretty normal, seems most of the party picked up after itself. Will's sitting at the kitchen table as you come out, and glances up from his tablet. "Oh, hey little bro, s'up?"\n\n<hr>\n[["You jerk, I saw everything!"|QOBro]]\n\n[["... Nothing."|QOBro4x2]]

You can't really help it, as Ms. Lorne bends over to pick up a bit of trash that fell off of her desk, you sneak a quick peek at her butt. And what a peek it is, even if you only dare to look for a moment! Her skirt is tight enough that it hugs the outline of her ass tightly, and just short enough that it rides up and reveals that what you took for pantyhose were actually tall stockings, their tops thin bands of black. You even catch a sleek little flash of what you think is black satin before you tear your gaze away and focus on looking anywhere else, trying to control your blush and calm your now raging hard-on. \n\nSeveral more times, Ms. Lorne guilelessly leans over or bends or stretches to do something, giving you perfect opportunities for a peek down her blouse, a slight glimpse up her skirt, or just a chance to appreciate those gorgeous legs and her overall calmly, almost innocently seductive body. You feel bad for giving in to the urge to peek every time, not wanting to be a creep, but... she's just <i>so</i> sexy! And she seems to have no idea about it and absolutely no guardedness over what she's showing at all!\n\nUntil, of course, the two of you are finished. Ms. Lorne smiles and says, "Thank you, Jamie, that was very helpful. Although I have to ask..." She raises one thin eyebrow. "Were you perhaps looking at me? In a sexual way?"\n\n<hr>\n[["No! Never!"|QOSchool]]\n\n[["Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["... Yes."|QOSchool8x2]]

"So you said 'Whirlaswirl' will make monster girls compliant, right?" you ask as you eye that MGAA listing.\n\n"Yeah, temporarily. It'll last a little while, but it's just enough that they'll temporarily do what you ask... you can't get them to follow you back to your farm that way or anything." Hopita pauses briefly, then adds, "And I've heard that while it works on most monster girls, it doesn't on a couple of them."\n\n"Which ones?" you ask with a slight frown.\n\n"Not sure, just a rumor I've heard. But it's one of the more popular MGAAs, I'm sure you won't have any problems with it!" she says in a tony of breezy confidence.\n\n... Hm. Well, still straightforward compliance sounds like a good thing. Deciding it's well worth the risk of a few misfires, you tap on the button to buy the ap-, er, MGAA. <<set $mgaabought to true>><<set $whirlaswirlbought to true>><<set $fd -= 500>> You check it to see the app is there, and that you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have purchased the "Whirlaswirl" MGAA!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

You have absolutely got to get rid of this thing ASAP, obviously! Whatever else, about its origins, how and why you got it (which you still don't quite understand, and can't remember), the absolute possible worst thing would be if your parents, especially your mother, found it in your room!\n\n"Jamie!"\n\nThe sound of your mother's voice, as if on cue, sends you into a panic. You leap forward and grab up the dildo, without thinking shoving it back into the bag and quickly rolling the bag around it, then yanking one of your drawers open essentially at random and shoving it in the very back before slamming it closed. "Yeah?!" you call nervously back, still trying to catch your breath from briefly having gone into what felt like superspeed.\n\n"It's time for dinner, come on!" your mother calls from downstairs.\n\nYou let out a long breath. Right. Right, normal dinner time. Not her psychically discovering that you had a sex toy. Doing your level best to calm yourself and not be so nervous (not skills you're very adept at but you do your best), you head downstairs and do your best to put any thoughts of the mystery dildo out of your head, because you're still not entirely certain your mother might not develop those psychic powers at any moment. \n\nIt's actually not that hard to stop thinking about it once you try. In fact by the time you've sat down at the dinner table, you've forgotten its existence completely. You have a perfectly normal meal, and head back up to your room to watch anime and play video games until late into the night, just as you have for most of the rest of this summer.\n\nIt's not until you're getting ready for bed... specifically as you're pushing down your jeans and underwear, baring your lower body... that the memory of the dildo suddenly pops back into your head, causing you to look towards the drawer with shock. And just as suddenly, it's all you can think about. Your mind is fixated on it, remembering the shape, the color, the little molded veins, the balls. Even more alarming is that as you stare at the drawer, and as all those thoughts run through your head, your cock slowly starts to harden. Your heart begins beating faster, excitement coursing through your veins as you consider the illicit sex toy tucked back into your drawer, waiting, the deep of the night with your parents asleep as perfect a time as you could ask to give it a try...\n\n<hr>\n[[N-no way!|QODil]]\n\n[[Maybe... maybe just <i>trying</i> it would be okay...|QODil1x3]]

When you were exploring earlier you glimpsed a bunch of sort of weird-looking plants. You decide to go take a look at them a bit closer now that you're sure they've been added to the adventure zone's quick travel.<<set $puckplantvisited to true>>\n\nYou pass through a wooded area which opens up into a particularly large clearing, and a number of the plants. They're... definitely fairly strange and, now that you see them up close, pretty damn lewd. The main flower or... well, bulb maybe?... is a sort of egg-shaped thing about half again the size of a football, rising up from the base on a long, thin tendril, the front of it forming a pair of what look like large, puckered, feminine lips in a glossy red color. Down closer to the ground there's a sort of thick bunch of spread leaves... and a pair of "melons". Specifically, they're very obviously tits, the shape obvious and they're even capped with dark green nipples in front. You can see that scattered around the sort of patch are a number of different sizes and colorations of them... some have differently-colored lips, some have bigger or differently-shaped "melons", but there's quite a few. They seem to be faintly... moving, just turning back and forth a bit, in a way that's clearly not just with the breeze.\n\n<<if $mgaavisited and not $puckerscanned>>You lift your MonComm and double-tap the power button to activate the scanning program. A moment later a screen pops up showing a picture of one of the things (albeit it looks like someone's potted that one), with the text 'PUCKER PLANT' at the top and a bio to one side. 'Pucker Plants are a "low" form of monster girl, generally considered to be mindless and nonsentient, as they possess no language and are generally less responsive to stimuli than the average house pet. Their sole drive is to suck cocks and swallow cum. In return they give monster girl milk... or rather, a soy-based mimicry. However as it's able to be imbibed by the lactose intolerant, it is equally valuable to normal monster girl milk and can be sold for the same amount.' ... Yeah okay good to know.<<set $puckerscanned to true>><<endif>><<if not $mgaavisited>>You have... no idea what the heck these things are. Well, you can assume they're 'Pucker Plants' from the sign, but other than that. Maybe you should talk to Hopita about those program thingies for your MonComm, then you might know more about them.<<endif>>\n\nHm... well, Hopita mentioned that "encounters" with monster girls could provide valuable items, and you... guess these things apply? ... It's kind of obvious exactly what sort of thing you'd do with them, but it's definitely way weirder than a nomral-looking girl who just happens to have a snake lower half or something.\n\n<hr>\n[[Approach.|PuckerPlantSexFirst]]\n\n[[Leave.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

You definitely have to have a look at this 'Funhouse' place! That sounds the most exciting of all the options. You pull on a pair of little denim shorts and a cute, thin long-sleeved shirt in a pastel purple that hugs your chest and drapes around your wrists (both altered from your boring old boyish clothes) and head downstairs, calling "I'm going out!" and not bothering to wait for a reply before you're out the door and practically skipping down the sidewalk.\n\nLet's see... the directions are pretty specific, you can't just go directly to the spot and have the door open apparently, you've got to activate a set of enchantments that will mark you as someone who wants to get in. So you spend a little while sort of zig-zagging around town, doing things like knocking three times on a plaque, walking three times around a fountain, and rubbing a dog statue's balls. (Apparently to get in after the first time you can just rub the balls and skip all the other steps before and after. It's interesting, then, that the statue's balls and sheath are so bright and shiny while much of the rest of the statue has gotten a deep, dark patina. You wonder if that means that there are a lot of nonhumans who go to the Funhouse around here, or if Deviville just has a lot of perverts. ... Possibly both.)\n\nEventually you arrive at the last step, the actual entrance, which is the back door of one of an old, run-down strip mall that has half of its storefronts empty. You haul on what would obviously be a locked door otherwise, and it swings open, displaying a pleasant little lobby office area with a black-haired, blue-skinned, short-horned woman in a skimpy little bustier top standing behind the front desk.\n\n"Hello, and welcome to the Funhouse!" she chirps cheerfully as you walk in, her tail flicking in a way that shows she's genuinely excited. "It's always nice to get a new member, could I have a name to use for you?"\n\n"Jamie," you answer, not bothering with anything else since that feels like it will do.\n\n"Alright then, Jamie," she murmurs, typing at something that looks a lot like a computer if it were made entirely out of black glass and mirrored panels. She leans over the desk to proffer you a glittering golden card, her large breasts squashing in her top at the motion and making darker blue nipples peek up over the cups. "Here you are, your members card! You don't need it to get in but it will track some of your benefits and things like that, so try not to lose it. "\n\n"Okay, thank you," you agree, tucking it into your interdimensional storage (which you only just now realized you have, since you thought about it). While you're at it, you let your wings and tail free, since obviously there's not much point to hiding them here.\n\n"Now, since it's your first time, I'll explain some things. First, you can spend as long as you like here and leave with however much time you like having passed on the outside, including 'none'. We have a number of available entertainments," she continues, rounding the desk to show that she's wearing a stupendously tiny set of bikini bottoms and nothing else, showing off gold toenails to match her gold fingernails as she walks over to a nearby wall with you following. "We rotate through them, usually every couple of years to every couple of centuries depending. A lot of them are free, courtesy of the energy that you and other visitors expend while taking part of them. Some of them are more 'community supported' where you're free to take part but expected to eventually contribute as well, and of course we do have some services that cost various sorts of currency."\n\n"I probably don't have any currency that this place takes," you admit with a shake of your head. "I was only made yesterday."\n\n"Oh my! You're here on your first full day of demonhood?! Well happy birthday!" she declares in a tone of genuine delight, before pulling what looks like a large coupon in glossy black and gold out of nowhere and proffering it to you. "As a first birthday gift, please accept this certificate good for one free Scenario at the [[Fuck Haven|QOMaster]]!"\n\n"Thank you! That certainly sounds fun, what is it?" you ask as you look over the coupon.\n\n"The Fuck Haven is a place created by master reality-warpers that can bring in people from all over the multiverse and then have just about anything happen to them! Ideal concepts, fictional characters, just about anything you could dream of can wind up on the menu! Since it's also a self-contained dimensional space, you don't have to worry in the slightest about resistance, potential detection by mortal authorities, the limits of your own power, any of that. The cost of a scenario is usually one human soul, but there are plenty of certificates floating around out there, they're actually one of the forms of currency that winds up used in the Funhouse," she notes.<<set $fhticket += 1>> "You can earn them in various ways if you want to [[help out around here|QOMaster]] too!"\n\n"Oh, nice!"\n\n"Now, let me run down the other activities we have available right now," she says, turning back to the wall, where a set of elaborately-engraved plaques of various precious metals are set up. "We have the [[Casino|QOMaster]], where you can gamble and acquire all sorts of things using all sorts of currency! There's the [[Dungeon|QOMaster2x2]], where you can acquire magical artifacts and have a lot of fun! Though there's some danger too, certainly. There's the [[Bathhouse|QOMaster]], a place where our guests can lounge about, relax, and fuck freely. The [[Dinner Club|QOMaster]], a sort of community restaurant serving all sorts of delectable and fascinating meals prepared directly in front of you! Or for a different sort of imbibing experience, there's the [[Tasting Bar|QOMaster3x1]] where you can sample all sorts of strange and often transformative treats, secure in the knowledge that you'll be returned to normal afterward! There's the [[Hunting Club|QOMaster]], where you can use fascinating and interesting weapons to hunt very lovely prey! And last but not least, there's the [[Sex Exchange|QOMaster]], a simple, straightforward way to get laid!"\n\n"More straightforward than the Bathhouse?" you ask, since it certainly sounded like that was the 'walk in and fuck' sort of thing.\n\nShe smiles. "It's more selective. In the Bathhouse you'll be hooking up with whoever happens to be available at the moment... and frankly with your build and newness, you'll probably be considered 'free use'," she adds with a saucy wink, coming dangerously close to making you blush for the first time since you abandoned your old self. She gestures to the plaque as she adds, "With the Sex Exchange, you simply go to a room, and have access to a selection of other visiting nonhumans whose preferences and desires match your own. You or they pick you out of the list, you're put together, and fuck!"\n\n"Huh. So how do I register what I want on the Exchange, if I don't pick something out?" you ask curiously.\n\n"Oh the Exchange just knows," she replies airily. "No worries there. Anyway, just let me know what you'd like to do, and I'll send you right over," she adds cheerfully, walking to a gold-knobbed black door in the wall and resting her hand on it.

"I've got a little project for the evening, Amooya," you inform her. "I'll just be in the living room."\n\n"Oh! Okay, Master, let me know if you need any help!"\n\n"I will, thanks."\n\nYou head into the <<if $interior is "basic">>slightly run-down<<endif>><<if $interior is "better">>comfortable and well-appointed<<endif>> living room and find a nice open spot away from the furniture to pop the robot girl parts out of your inventory. Assembling them turns out to not take a lot of effort... basically you just have to press the balls of the limbs into the proper little impression on the torso and they click together like magnets. Same for the head going on, you just set the neck atop the torso and and it clicks right on. It's not long before the robot girl is standing there in the corner, arms at her sides and head slightly drooped forward.\n\nUnfortunately, that's all that seems possible. There's no sign of a power button. You assume that maybe her battery is run down, but there's similarly no sign of any charging port or place to plug her in. ... Well, y'know, there is at least one, ahem, <i>port</i> visible, but even if that was actually a charging outlet you can't exactly get to it.\n\n"Did you finish your project, Master?" Amooya asks as she walks in, before giving a little 'oh!' "She's rather cute, where did you find her?"\n\n"A piece at a time out in the adventure area." You rub the back of your head. "I think she's out of power, but I don't know any way to charge her."\n\n"Maybe you should ask Hopita next time you're at the store, Master," Amooya suggests. "She knows a lot about these sorts of things."\n\nThat seems like a good idea. Making a mental note, you wrap up your evening and decide to just sleep over in the sim.\n<<set $cogamiassembled to true>>\n<hr>\n[[The next morning...|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]]

"... Nothing," you murmur. "Just... didn't have much fun at the party last night."\n\n"Aw, sorry, bro, I guess it was pretty wrongheaded to figure you'd have a good time with all those strangers packing the place," Will says with a sigh, setting the tablet down and leaning back in the chair. "Lemme make it up to you, huh?"\n\n"I guess," you answer listlessly, walking over to the table. Will definitely looks guilty... but not for the reason he should. But you've decided you really don't want to confront him on this. Instead, you're going to-\n\n<hr>\n[[Pretend you never saw anything.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Tell Katrina.|QOBro4x3]]

Eh... that other stuff's probably just 'flavor text'. ... Or, having seen what Selassa's personality is like, 'schmuck bait' might be a better word. \n\nStopping in at the convenience store on the way out of town to buy a few more Pokeballs and some candy bars, you set off on the road out of town eating something called a 'Jiggli Poof' that's basically just a pink Snowball but has a picture of a Jigglypuff on the wrapper. ... You hope there's no actual Jigglypuff in it. Are Jigglypuffs made out of actual marshmallow? With some of the Pokemon lore you wouldn't be surprised, but at the moment you can't recall if the official game lore for Jigglypuff has them as "basically a silly fairy like a seven-year-old would imagine during playtime" or "actual demon" which seem to be the only two settings Pokemon have in the game entries.\n\nFollowing the thin road (you guess no one ever really travels between towns using a car, though you're pretty sure they <i>have</i> cars), you notice that eventually the road is flanked by a waist-high wooden gate on either side. Soon you come to a break in the gate... which is filled almost entirely by a massive mound of blue and cream-colored fur, the huge dome of a belly rising and falling steadily in a loud snore, a pair of big paws pointed right at the path, which branches off to go under the sleeping giant of a Pokemon or further on directly ahead. Yuuup, that's a typical Snorlax alright... though you quickly look away with a blush as you realize what it's apparently proudly displaying to the road in the middle of its nap, being a pair of hefty blue-furred balls and a sheath. You guess you hadn't noticed that Pokemon were anatomically correct in Selassa's version of things... after all, none of the other Pokemon you captured were, uh, showers, and Growlithe's really fluffy and you only looked at him from above really. \n\nYou glance to either side of him instead. ... You could totally just climb over the fence, or even go back and walk around it if necessary, to get to the path on the other side of Snorlax. Something warns you that's a bad idea... maybe more of that schmuck bait, considering how genre savvy Selassa became in a remarkably short time. Still, there's nothing visibly <i>stopping</i> you from doing it. You guess your other options are to just take the long way, and see it as an opportunity to level grind, or go look for the girl that Joi said had been thinking about waking up the Snorlax and ask her (politely) to hurry it up.\n\n<hr>\n[[Climb the fence.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Take the long way.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Go look for the mystery girl.|QOPoke6x3]]

You find yourself grinning. "Sure. I guess you should get to relax sometimes too, huh? Just be ready with whatever mind-whammy you used to make everyone forget I nearly punched a hole in a locker."\n\n"Eheh, Master noticed, huh?" Mary says a bit sheepishly, brushing her fingertip against her cheek.\n\n"Yeah, that seemed a little out of the bounds of your 'it's normal' thing."\n\n"I can do stronger stuff too, yeah." Mary grins, then closes her eyes and lets out a long breath, her wings and horns gradually expanding, the leathery expanses behind her unfurling. There's very much the sense of a muscle being relaxed, as if she'd been holding herself tensed for awhile. Beaming, she settles down to sit on the rooftop, folding her legs and putting in her headphones, then rummaging in her bag for her lunch.\n\nYou grin and settle down near her, pulling out your own lunch and the book you're currently reading, enjoying the sun and breeze, and the faint sound of music from Mary's headphones. You eventually look up at the sound of the music getting a bit louder, and the sound of Mary saying "Hey, Master?" You look up, and for just a moment you're struck... her head is tilted, blonde hair spilling down over her shoulder, a smile somehow both shy and exuberant on her face, those amazing blue eyes fixed right on you, horns and wings more framing the sweet natural beauty they're attached to than detracting or distracting from it. "Y-yeah?" you stammer, staring at her.\n\n<img src="images/Mary.png">\n\n"I love you, Master," she says softly, eyes sparkling a bit brighter.\n\n<hr>\n[[Kiss her.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Thank her.|QOSuc2x12]]

"Ah, sorry, I kind of need to save as much money as I can, I've got to look for my friend on my journey," you explain. "I don't suppose you've seen him? Blonde guy, my age, about this tall? ... Really good-looking?"\n\n"Oh, no, I'd definitely remember a guy like that," Nurse Joi allows with a tone of voice you decide to just ignore. "Sorry! But I understand, gosh I hope you find him, how did you get separated?"\n\nYou almost say 'You know how' as you recall that Nurse Joi was created by the person responsible for all this, but... ... well, does she even realize that? Probably better to err on the side of politeness and just assume not. "It's a really long story, I just know he's out there somewhere so I'm going on a Pokemon journey hoping to find him while I do."\n\n"Then I totally understand you not wanting to splurge on extras! Okay, the shared room is right through there, there's a bathroom with a shower and everything, make yourself comfy and get some sleep!"\n\nThe room in question is very simple, basically just a large open area with six cots set out, though at least they've been made up with thin mattresses and simple sheets rather than just laying the basic frames out. You do go ahead and take a shower since you feel pretty sweaty and dusty from the road, though you sort of have that feeling like you're being watched as you do, which makes you a weird combination between excited and deeply embarrassed. Probably just knowing in the back of your mind that Selassa is watching you, you think... still. You can't quite help but give in to the urge to wrap a hand around your soapy, dripping cock as it gets fully hard, having a quick jerk-off in the shower amidst that mingled feeling of embarrassment and guilt that you're doing it in a 'public' place, but... you are a teenage boy, and you're going to give in eventually! The whole time you definitely have that feeling that someone is watching you very intently as you gasp softly and pant and stroke your stiff prick until you spurt a few long streamers of cum onto the plain concrete floor to get washed into the drain, and it would be a lie to say that didn't kind of get you off a little. Maybe Selassa's turning you into a pervert.\n\nThe next morning after you've gotten up and headed back into the lobby, Nurse Joi is waiting at the counter, beaming at you. "Morning! Enjoy yourself last night?"\n\n"Um... I guess?" you answer, fighting the urge to squirm. "I mean, I slept okay..."\n\n"Good, good! Here are your Pokemon, all rested and healed! And just as a little bonus for starting your journey, here's a couple of free Pokeballs and some Medicine too."\n\nYou blink. "Oh wow, thanks." You put everything in your backpack or clipped to your belt (in the case of the full Pokeballs), and then accept the little printout of the bill. Luckily it's definitely not much of the money you found, so you pay and give Joi a little wave as you turn to go.\n\n"Oh, wait a second, before you leave!"\n\n"Huh?" you ask, turning back.\n\n"There's a few things you should know about the area before you head out there. First of all, it's rumored that Team Rocket has some sort of secret research facility nearby, and that they might even be abducting trainers, so be careful," Nurse Joi cautions. "If you see anything weird, find an officer and report it! Second, some strange, very powerful Pokemon have been reported in the area, I guess possibly having escaped from the facility, so <i>definitely</i> be cautious of heading into tall grass, or even the woods. Third, the shortcut to the next town is currently blocked by a Snorlax... I don't know why they love to plop down on paths so much, but I guess they just do. There was some girl around who was saying she might wake it up, but I don't know if she ever did or where she got to. Anyway, you'll probably have to take the long way around if she hasn't done it yet. But that's pretty much it... be careful out there, stay safe!"\n\nYou thank her, then trot outside, for just a moment eyeing the big shiny Pokecenter across the way, which already has a few people of various ages going in and out at this hour. Hm... a Team Rocket facility that's capturing trainers? ... What if Kevin's in there? That does sort of seem like the sort of thing Selassa might do, plus dropping you a hint you need to go and save him. Of course, breaking into a secret research lab isn't very "Pokemon journey-y", and she was pretty insistent that's what she wanted to see. On the other hand, catching powerful Pokemon is pretty much the definition of Pokemon journeying, so maybe you should actually try to catch one of these unique strong Pokemon... they're probably around for a reason.\n\nOr you can just move on to the next town, and hope maybe Kevin's there, or that you can train up and capture enough Pokemon on the way to maybe challenge a gym and start earning badges. Or both.\n\n<hr>\n[[Investigate the facility.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Look for strong Pokemon.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Move on.|QOPoke6x2]]

Maya's family has a smallish pool, which admittedly has always been a bit of a boon, even though now that the two of you are practically grown you don't spend a lot of time in it... it's more geared towards a small handful of adult-sized people lounging around in it than it is for actually swimming, sort of like an overgrown hot tub. It's part of what gave you the idea for this particular form. Well, that and once you did a bit of internet browsing while considering what to change into, it provided some... interesting... ideas.\n\n"Huh, something from the pool supply place? Been forever," you can hear Maya say as she picks up the box. "... My name on it? That's weird." It's a fairly short trip of the box moving and shifting around before being set down again... obviously Maya feels comfortable opening this package in the living room. As the box opens and she peers in, you see her blink in mild confusion before she reaches in and pulls you out, your baggy, empty form sagging in her grip. "Huh! It's... a shark!" she declares, unable to keep a bit of delight out of her voice. (You know she likes sharks, thus why you picked it.) She spends a few moments looking you over, making some pleased noises, then sets you down and picks up the printout you made.\n\n"'Dear customer, thank you for your years of patronage. We hope your child-' I'm sixteen dammit! 'We hope your child enjoys this gift of a Seiso the Shark™ pool toy with new EZ Inflate™ technology. We have more of this line on sale now, so please feel free to visit us for more!' Huh, 'EZ Inflate' y'say?" she says, picking you up again and turning you around through her hands. It's definitely an interesting sensation that she can just bend and fold your slick plastic form however she wants to, until she gives an 'ah' as she finds the slightly fancy-looking nozzle on your underside. "Huh! Okay, so... let's see how easy," she declares, lifting you up.\n\nYou hadn't intended it and weren't expecting it, but apparently the shapeshifting magic decided to equate the nozzle to your dick, because it absolutely feels like Maya is wrapping her lips around your cock, albeit a stiff hollow plastic one. You feel an intense pleasure as she apparently reflexively flicks her tongue around the opening of the hole, then exhales into you. You can feel the rush of her breath, warm and strong, rushing into your unfilled interior, and you almost forget to shapeshift some more air into being inside you along with it. Really the nozzle's completely normal (albeit designed to go one way), you just found that you were able to control how much air there is inside you in this form. You could inflate yourself, but you thought it would be amusing to get Maya to manually fill you by lungpower, you just weren't expecting how good it feels.\n\nSince Maya seems content that you're filling fairly rapidly with every puff, she continues to inflate you, mouth wrapped around your nozzle-dick and her breath filling you up. Your form gradually uncrinkles, stretching out, taking on shape and form, plastic skin growing taut bit by bit and taking the shape of a long, slightly cartoonish shark with a big toothy grin and two convenient handles atop its head. The room is full of the <i>fwssshhhh, fwsssshhhhhh</i> of Maya's breaths and the sound of plastic shifting and tightening, until finally you're stretched fully and just almost drifting in place like a balloon.\n\n"Phew! That wasn't too bad!" Maya chirps as she closes the flip on the valve, which is admittedly slightly disappointing, but then at least she gives you a hug. Somehow the compression of your tightly-filled form feels extra good, like it's pressing all her breath around and rubbing it up inside you, besides the feeling of her body pressing against yours. "Hmmm... well, obviously I've gotta try you out, new buddy," she continues, holding you out at arm's length with her hands under your fins. "Wonder if I should take you outside, or maybe go to the public pool?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Squeak when she says "outside".|QOBook]]\n\n[[Squeak when she says "public pool".|QOBook]]

"You can put that away... or wait, no, actually don't," you correct yourself as he bends to pick up his loincloth and then aborts it. You rub your chin a bit, eyeing that massive manstick. "... No, no, that's way too beautiful to cover up," you declare after a moment, grinning as he actually blushes a bit, some red tint coming to his grey cheeks. "Hm... would I be right in assuming those gold bands are actually your armor?"\n\n"Yes, My Prince... they project magical protection. Weightless, invisible, with practically no thickness, but as good as hardened steel."\n\n"Good. Then your first mission from me is to go and get one for your cock. Tell the armorer or whoever that it's my order."\n\n"Ahem. Yes, My Prince."\n\nHe heads out the door, leaving his loincloth on the floor at your insistence that his new permanent cock-out policy begins immediately... you doubt the chances of him getting attacked in the castle are very high, and if he is you imagine he'll be able to handle himself for a single fight. You head over to the window, leaning your forearms and gazing out. Hm... about what you'd expect, from all the stuff you watched and read back when you were a human (yesterday). A long stretch of rocky, scorched-looking black earth and stone, pretty much stretching as far as the eye can see, dotted here and there with buildings that look like they were shaped up out of the ground and then carved (to one extent or another) into actual shapes. Probably guardhouses and barracks and things like that. 'Hm, I'm definitely in the "final boss" area,' you muse, wiggling your butt and tail a bit as you think. 'Thinking of it like a game. And why not, when you've been adopted by the Demon King?'\n\nAfter a few minutes a maid comes in, apparently to both introduce herself and to collect Tarkol's discarded loincloth, but before she can really get all the way through the first one you've got her on her knees and are fucking her mouth, her head angled back so you can thrust downward and really plap your balls on her chin. ... What? She has big soft-looking tits and a really sexy tiny maid outfit, what did she think was gonna happen? (Probably exactly this, to judge from the way she's got her hands on your ass and her tongue coiled around your prick, jerking you off with it even as you fuck her throat.) After feeding her a princely load you move over to the bed with her, doing her doggy style so that you can enjoy the sight of that maid outfit a bit more as you do her from behind.\n\nEventually Tarkol returns, now wearing a gleaming golden band that fits around the base of his cock just in front of his balls, and you decide to turn your maid over to him as a reward for a job well done. You settle back onto the bed, using your tail to jerk yourself as you watch the mail squeal and writhe and ahegao with a massive jutting bulge in her belly from the minotaur's immense prick. You'd be worried about him stretching her out for use in the future, but, well, succubus. She'll be perfectly tight again in about ten minutes... well, maybe an hour, Tarkol is <i>really</i> big after all.\n\nThe two of you chat pleasantly, with him telling you a bit about your new world to fill in the gaps of your innate demonic knowledge while he's busy turning the maid into a cumballoon. Eventually she waddles out on rubbery legs, still ahegaoing, her voice slurring as she promises to come back and clean up the trail of cum she's leaving from her gaping cunt as she goes. Tarkol moves to stand in front of you at your order, and you lick and suckle some of the mixture of minotaur and succubus cum off of his dick as you cum as well.\n\n"So, My Prince, have you any thought yet as to how you might begin the King's agenda of gathering energy and spreading his influence?" Tarkol rumbles once you've finished.\n\n<hr>\n[["We'll go hero-hunting."|QODP]]\n\n[["We'll meet some of the other demons."|QODP]]\n\n[["We'll search for powerful artifacts."|QODP]]\n\n[["We'll put together a team."|QODP]]

You take a deep breath, then let it out as a sigh. Oh, who are you kidding? You toss the briefs forward and into the trash can beside your desk, then step into the panties and pull them up, tugging them into place. They don't look all that different other than, obviously, being a single piece rather than having the rather pointless overlapping flaps in front. They hug your cock and turn it into a bulge that's somewhat noticeable but not terribly. Turning, you check out your butt and almost wind up getting turned on by yourself for one of the few times in your life... the cotton hugs your now very girly butt and outlines it to the point it definitely looks like a female's. Dang. ... And hot.\n\nGoing through the rest of your clothes, you find that there are a few blatantly sexy/slutty selections but that a lot of it is generally towards your own style, just in girl clothing. Shrugging, you pick out a thin white long-sleeved shirt (spring isn't too warm here and you tend a little cold-blooded) and a blue pleated skirt that's neither too short nor particularly long, probably just long enough to not get dress code checked at a glance. Checking your sock drawer finds a number of pairs of the thigh-high stockings that are popular at school, so what the hell, you pick out a simple pair of white ones to match your shirt and pull them on, your already rather feminine legs just highlighted further by them. Stepping into a pair of black slip-ons, you head into the bathroom to brush out your hair, deciding to leave it loose since, well, girly. You don't really know anything about makeup though you spot a set of it on your bathroom counter now, so just pick up a tube of lip gloss and apply that, giving your lips a slight pinkish sheen. One more deep, bracing breath, and you turn and pad downstairs.\n\nYour mother is cooking wearing just an apron as usual (she usually doesn't wear much of anything around the house these days, unless it's her strapon), though your father is dressed for work. You wait for a few moments in the kitchen doorway, but when neither comments you move over to your place to sit down. You know they've both become complete deviants around the house, but they're usually more careful about going out in public or being seen... still, seems they don't have a problem with you going to school dressed as a girl. As you're eating your father notes that he'll drive you to school, so soon you're climbing into the passenger's seat and glancing out the window as he pulls out of the driveway, wondering what things will be like at school. You glance back over as you hear a zipper being pulled open, and blush as your father puts his hand to the back of your head and pushes you gently but firmly forward, your pink-glossed lips wrapping around his stiff prick, your head bobbing up and down as he drives you to school.\n\nThe car's been stopped for at least a few seconds by the time he blows his load, and you stay with his cock buried down your throat, gulping and sucking to make sure you get every drop so that none winds up on your face. At a nudge that indicates it's safe for you to get up, you quickly sit up and spend a moment glancing in the mirror to adjust your lip gloss. "Bye, Daddy," you call before slipping out of the car, nudging the door closed behind you.\n\nAlmost instantly you can feel eyes on you. A few are staring, probably recognizing you despite the obvious changes. Others glance and look away, probably not taking you for anything but some girl they don't recognize, though you see a few light double-takes as they likely wind up doubting their first assessment for whatever reason. You fight the urge to squirm under their stares as you shoulder your bag and head on into the school, feeling your skirt swish around your thighs lightly with your movements.\n\nMuch the same continues throughout the rest of the day. Teachers eye you oddly, especially when calling your name at the start of class and you giving your somewhat more high-pitched "Here" in response, other students who finally realize who you are turning in their seats to stare. The feeling is somewhere between intensely uncomfortable and mildly arousing, picturing all those eyes roaming all over you, knowing some of them must be wondering what happened to make you dress like a girl (or what you might be wearing under those girls' clothes).\n\nEventually lunch rolls around, and as you're starting to duck through the halls a hand snags your upper arm and tugs you into a small area between lockers. You blink at the sight of a handsome face and blonde hair, blushing a little. "H-hi, Kevin," you murmur, squirming a little under his look. You're suddenly rather guilty over the fact that you haven't seen either of your friends since you and Maya were together that day with the book, since you got sort of... distracted.\n\n"Hey, Jamie." He looks you up and down, then says rather bluntly, "Dude, what even happened?"\n\n"Um. It's complicated," you murmur, glancing aside and rubbing your upper arm a bit.\n\n"Did you lose a bet or something? Is that a wig?"\n\n"It's not a wig and... I guess it's kiiiinda something like that?" you venture weakly.\n\n"Well fine, if you're not gonna tell me I guess it's your own business. But man if you're gonna go around like that you oughtta lay low," he adds with a glance back and forth down the hallway. "You should come have lunch with me somewhere out on the grounds. Or maybe go to Mr. Andrews' room, he has an open study hall right now that's usually completely empty."\n\n<hr>\n[[Go with Kevin.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Go to the study hall.|QOInc4x3]]\n\n[[You'll take care of yourself.|QOInc]]

Well... the bracelets would indeed be extremely powerful, but they only provide any benefits at all when everyone with them are online. Plus... they seem so weirdly impersonal, you know? Giving wedding rings instead seems rather embarrassing, but it's also a gesture of affection, which you really do feel for all the girls. (In the back of your brain you do acknowledge that they're probably not girls in real life, as you've tried to remind yourself repeatedly, but the image has still kind of stuck. And it probably wouldn't change that you do feel affection for them anyway. You're like, really pretty sure. Mostly.) ... Anyway so yeah, wedding rings.\n\nYou look at the display with its price tag, thinking. Okay so, they're sold in sets of two, but Rantoso Online <i>does</i> allow multiple marriages, so you'd need one set for you and Peko, one set for you and Carolina... um, you guess a set for Carolina and Peko, so that the circuit would sort of be complete... and...\n\nYou pause in your thoughts, glancing over at Hart, who in her current AI mode is doing her 'shop interior' idle, dipping her gaze downward towards the usual level of display cases and shelves and sweeping it back and forth, as if browsing the wares herself. (Probably be slightly more convincing if she weren't currently turned mostly towards a wall.) Should you buy a set for you and Hart, at the very least? You couldn't afford enough to buy sets for her and the other girls too, but you could get a set for you and her. It would deplete your funds pretty badly, though, you'd have to buy slightly less (and probably cheaper) furniture so your house could finally stop being so empty. And can Hart even equip something like that?\n\nPart of you suggests you should do it at least as a gesture and so that she's not left out, whether you can or not. The other part notes that it's not like Hart-the-Player is terribly emotional anyway, so would she really care?\n\n<hr>\n[[Buy a wedding ring for Hart too.|QORO1x10]]\n\n[[Just buy the ones for you and the other two.|QORO]]

I-it's not like you're proposing marriage or anything! ... Okay some of the bond items specifically come as wedding rings... b-but it's not your idea, entirely, really! Peko has already said several times that the four of you are such a constant group that it would be best to buy some of the items that strengthen the XP/loot/ability sharing between party members. (Well, Hart's already directly tied to your leveling, but still.) There are some items that, among other things, enable more intricate automatic loot distribution options and, by dint of that, better drop rates. (As it is, after adventuring you often have to do long trading sessions with the others to give them all the potential cooking materials while you get sellable items and whatnot, which is partly why you have the money to contemplate this purchase.)\n\nYou find the shop that specializes in party items and roam around, checking out the descriptions. You blush as you find, much as suspected, the [[wedding ring|QORO1x9]] style of bond item. The version for mismatched raised levels is much more expensive than the ones for early-level, but you could still afford it, and it would enable you all to get a lot more XP and much better drop management when you were partied up. \n\nYou blush even more as you take a look at one of the other item sets, which is a [[ring and collars|QORO]]. In fact it's called the "master bond" set, and you'd normally never, ever, ever have the guts to suggest such a thing, but... well, the text does inform you that you'd get even more benefits out of it due to your Prince class than other classes would. It would cover a lot of the minor deficiencies in the party makeup by giving Peko and Carolina access to broader abilities that overlap from the other classes. (And Hart maybe? You're not sure if she could wear one.) So... well, it's not like it would really <i>mean</i> anything, right? It's just an in-game buff!\n\nThen there's apparently the opposite... the [[collar and rings|QORO]]. As you might expect of a game that is so focused on female characters being the powerful ones, there's absolutely an option to basically outright turn the Hero into the slave/pet of his female party members. It looks like it would buff all your overlapping abilities that you share with the others, essentially the reverse of the other, making you more powerful at the expense of giving them full control over the loot and XP share.\n\nThen there's some [[bracelets|QORO]]... those apparently create a "full share" experience, averaging out all your levels and giving an exactly equal share of the XP and loot, but also giving everyone access to everyone else's best stats, so that the entire group would basically have the highest rating in each stat of the one in the party who had the better one. So you'd all have Carolina's high magic stat, Peko's high strength stat, etcetera.

Yeah... Maya wanted to play around with magic. Seems only right that now that you're magic, you should get to play around with Maya!\n\nYou start letting your mind wander to all sorts of ideas for what you could do... plans, how you would carry them out. Hm... man there's a <i>lot</i>. Okay, okay, you need to narrow it down. Specifically you need to decide how you're going to approach her.\n\nYour options are basically... inanimate, animal, or person of some kind. Decide what you want to do there, and then narrow it down until you can start making a real plan.\n\n<hr>\n[[Inanimate|QOBook24x5]]\n\n[[Animal|QOBook]]\n\n[[Person|QOBook26x1]]\n\n[[Monster|QOBook]]

"Well, uh..." You shift in the seat a little. "I mean, he cheated on you with a guy, so if you wanted to show him what that was like, I guess you could cheat on him... with a girl?"\n\nKatrina looks shocked for a moment, but it quickly fades to a more thoughtful expression. "Hmmm. This... has some merit, da. ... Da... yes, a woman pleasuring me better than he could, that would certainly humiliate him and destroy his ego." She lets out an almost supervillainous laugh, then mms. "Jamie, I will remind you of your promise and request your help in this."\n\n"Uh, what? How can I help with... that?" you ask, the last word coming out in a nervous squeak.\n\n"Simply saying I was with a woman is not enough, I will show it to him. Let him be humiliated and aroused at the same time," Katrina growls. Which, if she's going for symmetry... well, probably best not to point that out. "But it will be much better if there is an obvious person working the camera. Let him know that this act not only occurred, but has been witnessed, is known. I will ask you to be that cameraman." \n\n"Uh..." Your brain fractures in a few places at this setup straight out of the porn stories you'd never admit to reading, but what comes out of your mouth is, "Yeah, okay."\n\n"Good. I will secure a room... there," she says, pulling towards a nearby hotel, one of the nicer ones in town. "I will go out to buy a camera, and while I do make excuses to your mother. Then, off to a lesbian bar! I will... find one somehow!"\n\n"Okay," you acknowledge distantly. Things are sort of a blur as you wait in the car while Katrina goes inside, returning and handing you a keycard and telling you the room number, then heading off while you head inside and go up. It's definitely a nice room... you guess it's actually a suite, huh? You finally sit down and turn on the TV, since you really can't think of much else to do... your afternoon shows are still on, after all, despite the craziness of the situation you find yourself in. It's several hours later when you hear a card being used and the door unlocking, and you turn off the TV and scramble nervously to your feet.\n\nKatrina walks in, laughing as she leans against the side of a woman slightly taller than she is, with short, black hair. You could, you guess, say she looks a bit stereotypically lesbian... lean, wearing a white T-shirt under an open flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up, jeans, and workboots. She's also probably more on the 'handsome' side of good looking. About the only thing not stereotypical are her D-cups... Katrina's still got her outclassed there, but not by much. "Ah yes, is friend I told you about," Katrina says, her slightly thicker accent and slightly less careful pronunciation indicating she's probably been drinking a bit. "One who is going to help with plan! Jamie, this is being Pamela!" she continues, thumping a hand to the other woman's belly, then giggling. "I have told Pamela whole story, she is most happy to help!"\n\n"Uh, h-hi," you murmur, raising a hand and waving meekly.\n\n"Mm, I would've rather been filmed by a cute teenage <i>girl</i>, but hey, experiences like this don't come along every day, so it's not a dealbreaker," Pamela says with a smirk, making you blush and squirm even more.\n\n"Da da da da," Katrina rambles, waving a hand around, then ah. She rummages in her purse, then tosses it to the side as she pulls something out of it... a video camera, one of the mostly handle-shaped ones with a fold-out viewfinder screen. "Here, is already charged, taking this, Jamie!" she urges, walking over and pressing it into your hands. "Start, tell us when you have start!"\n\n"R... right..." You fold out the viewfinder and hit the power button, waiting for the screen to light up and start showing the image of what the lens is pointed at. It actually gets a little easier once you focus on the little screen rather than looking directly at the two of them, and once you hit the button to start recording, you only glance up briefly to nod to Katrina. \n\n"William, it is me, Katrina," she practically chirps, as if he won't be able to see that it's her, even as she's giving the camera a little wave. "I have learned of your little <i>dalliances</i>, and I am thinking, well, if it is good for goose, da?" With that she smirks and turns to Pamela, pulling the other woman in for a kiss. Their lips press together, eyes closing, bodies close. Pamela certainly doesn't seem shy... she reaches around and grabs Katrina's ass with both hands, making the pale-haired woman moan softly, parting their lips a little so that their tongues are visible swirling around each other on camera.\n\nYou resist the urge to squirm in place as your cock gets steadily harder in your jeans... you don't want to jostle the camera around too much, after all. Still, you keep your eyes fixed on the viewfinder rather than the actual view, hoping that helps you keep from getting overwhelmed. After awhile kissing and fondling each other, the two part a little as Pamela snags Katrina's shirt to pull it up and off, revealing those full, milk-pale breasts contained in a very expensive-looking pink bra... which Pamela quickly undoes as well after briefly cooing about how pretty it is. Then the large, full globes spill free, jiggling and settling, showing off stiff pink nipples, one of which Pamela quickly leans down to wrap her mouth around. Pamela's eyes flick towards the camera every so often as she sucks and licks, making Katrina moan, and you'd swear she smirks a little. Only once she switches to the nearer breast to suck and lick at it as well does she start toying with the other one with her fingers, obviously not wanting her hand to obscure her face. Yeah, Katrina apparently found the perfect partner for this little revenge scheme, it seems.\n\nPamela eventually moves back up, tongue rolling over Katrina's lips and into her mouth, Katrina returning the favor as the other woman's hands move to those black slacks, undoing them and letting them drop to reveal a pair of pretty pink panties to match the bra. Katrina steps out of the pants and her shoes, then keeps up the latest kiss as she yanks off Pamela's flannel shirt, breaking it only once she needs to pull off the T-shirt, and the black sports bra beneath it. Then, smirking, she shoves Pamela back onto the bed, moving in to drag her tongue along the other woman's stomach and tease at her navel, making the obviously far more experienced lesbian squirm, even as the straight(?) woman undoes her jeans and tugs them off, revealing black athletic-style panties under them. Once the jeans and boots are disposed with, she crawls further up onto the bed, repaying the earlier treatment by cupping Pamela's breasts to lift them slightly and going to work on her nipples with lips and tongue, sucking them and mouthing them, her own blue eyes flicking smugly towards the camera as you circle around to the side of the bed.\n\nPamela slides a hand down the front of Katrina's panties, and from the way Katrina's full ass twitches and bucks a little in the air, the short-haired woman clearly knows what she's doing with the way her fingers are moving under the pink satin. Perhaps hoping to answer in kind, Katrina's hand slides into the front of Pamela's panties as she moves up to kiss her again, and soon the two of them are moaning into each other's mouths, their tits pressing and rubbing together as they finger one another.\n\nThis... is really hot. Your cock's so hard in your jeans that it almost hurts. Maybe... maybe you could... relieve the pressure?\n\n<hr>\n[[Jerk off.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Just focus on filming.|QOBro]]

"Let's go ahead and take the shortcut. I mean, it's the morning, and wolves are probably nocturnal, right?" you note, glancing up. ... Well, it's probably still morning, you think, as much as it counts with how overcast it is. "It should be fine, and I want to actually get somewhere already."\n\n"Same!" Maya says cheerfully, the both of you setting off down the smaller path.\n\nYou soon start to feel like your decision might have been a mistake. The trees start growing taller, their branches and foliage thicker, and both of them darker. Soon the wan light that had been making it through the cloudy skies is almost entirely gone. The path through the woods is lit sort of like a dark night with only a sliver of moon to see by, and you're fairly certain that even that amount of light is only a result of your sharper incubus senses. Without really thinking about it you and Maya press closer together, your hands settled near your knives, eyes watching the deep, dark shadows surrounding you.\n\nWhen you hear the first growl, well, if you and Maya's tails had fur they'd have probably poofed up quite spectacularly, as it is they stick straight out at an angle, both of you jumping and looking around. It's actually not hard to spot the looming lupine form in the darkness, with glowing red slits of eyes focused on you. 'Oh shit those are definitely like magic demon wolves or something,' you think in fright as more pairs of glowing red eyes start becoming visible in the trees surrounding the path. They're big, too... bigger than you are, for sure! \n\n"Jamie, what do we do?" Maya whispers, glowing purple eyes flitting back and forth nervously.\n\n<hr>\n[[Run!|QOAdv]]\n\n[[Fight!|QOAdv1x3]]\n\n[[Submit!|QOAdv]]\n\n[[... Call out?|QOAdv]]

"We'll have to fight them," you reply in a determined tone, snatching your +1 Kitchen Knife out of its sheath and brandishing it, Maya quickly doing the same with her much more properly adventurous-looking weapon. The two of you shift back-to-back and settle into a slight crouch, unconsciously mirroring your movements and getting ready to take on the beasts the moment they attack.\n\nFor a moment everything remains still and quiet. Then there's the sound of... chuckling? \n\nYes, you can actually see slight motions in the heads and the backs of the wolves. ... Apparently they're laughing at you? But a moment later those dark, quadrupedal forms start rising up, your eyes widening a little as you see them shifting and changing, upper limbs altering form and visibly growing fingers, the set of shoulders and heads changing.\n\nA few seconds later a group of men come strolling out of the trees... wolfmen, that is. Though their forms are almost entirely human, they're still covered in a fine, thin layer of soft grey/black fur, their ears having a canine shape and bushy tails sprouting from the base of their spines. But otherwise they're largely human in look and shape, including the set of their faces and the large, swaying cocks bared at their crotches, smooth skin with a small vestigial-seeming furry sheath at the base.\n\n"Well well, what a brave little pair of new demons we have here," one of the wolfmen says in an amused tone, setting a hand on his hip. "It's been awhile since we had some travelers come through here brave enough to draw steel on us."\n\nAnother of the men sniffs and adds, "They've come into their power less than a week, and already getting ready to fight like warriors!" with a laugh that catches among the others.\n\n"Now now, don't think we're mocking you," the first says after the laugh has died down, apparently noticing that both you and Maya are still ready to repel any attack. "We're actually impressed, most of your sort would have turned and run or cowered at the sight of us. Put away your weapons, we'll not harm you."\n\nYou and Maya exchange a brief glance, then both of you nod and slowly straighten up, resheathing the knives. The wolfmen stroll in closer, but without any obvious aggressive intent, apparently just wanting a better look at you, and soon both of you are surrounded by strong, muscular furry men who... don't seem to have a lot of concept of personal space.\n\n"They're both quite pretty for partbloods, look at these lovely things," one notes cheerfully, casually hooking a finger into Maya's top and tugging it down to let her tits spill free. Maya blushes, but doesn't stop the wolfman from cupping one of her breasts and giving it a gentle roll. "I doubt a full succubus would have better firmness and bounce."\n\n"Our young man here is well-endowed himself!" another wolf adds just as breezily, and just as casually slips a hand beneath your loincloth to wrap his hand around your shaft and give you a few strokes. "I bet he'd please a few bitches."\n\n"Uh, th-thanks," you murmur, blushing as your cock hardens a little at his touch.\n\n"Why don't the two of you come back to our camp with us?" one of the wolfmen suggests, grinning and stroking his own half-hard cock a bit. "We'll treat you to a meal and some fucking."\n\nYou exchange a glance with Maya again... then both of you shrug and nod. "Sure, sounds good," she says, grinning and reaching out to cup the furry balls of the wolfman that was fondling her. "Ooo, soft!"\n\nThe other wolfmen have a bit of a laugh about that too, before they all start leading you off into the woods. Part of you wants to be concerned for another reason, but other parts of you are growing decidedly more excited. While your experience with cock so far has been exclusively with Maya's, you can't help but find your eyes getting drawn to the swaying members and bouncing balls of the wolfmen, especially as they gradually grow harder as you go along. You're feeling quite a bit of anticipation yourself as you're soon led out into a sort of clearing around the large mouth of what seems to be a cave, where a kind of large camp is set up.\n\nThere are a number of other wolfpeople here, all in the same mode as the ones that led you here... mostly human in appearance, albeit with fur, canine ears, and tails. Most of them seem to range in age from a bit younger than you to maybe a little older than your mom, though you guess that ages might not be as obvious for an obviously magical race like them. \n\n"We've brought bold young visitors!" one of the wolfmen that escorted you calls with another laugh. "Let's give them a welcome, eh?"\n\n"Oooo, this one's cute," one of the older wolfwomen practically coos, the fall of her black hair over one eye giving her a rather seductive look, not to mention the sway of her hips as she approaches, or the bouncing of her large breasts. She gropes your cock brazenly through your loincloth, giving it just a few strokes to fully harden it, then just like that she's undoing your belt to let it drop and sliding your pack off your shoulders. "C'mere honey and let's rut," she declares cheerfully as she draws you in, burying your face between her breasts before she drops back, wrapping her arms and legs around you.\n\nYou let out an 'mmf' and squirm around on top of her, feeling your cock pressed between your belly and her fairly firm, furry one, your balls resting against a very hot, damp fuzzy pussy. You lift up a bit and glance aside to see what Maya thinks of this and... oh, your girlfriend is already on her knees and stroking off two of the wolfmen, her head bobbing along half the length of one of them's cock. ... That's hot. Squirming more purposefully now, you draw your hips back and get into position, feeling the wet, thicker fur around the she-wolf's sex tickle your shaft as you push into her. She lets out a noise that's a weirdly exciting blend of a seductive woman's coo and a bestial rumble as you sink into her up to the hilt, and then as she requested start "rutting" her to the best of your ability, thrusting hard and fast, your balls slapping against her furry ass.\n\n"Mmmm you're <i>vigorous</i>!" the wolfwoman declares happily, even so squeezing her strong, toned thighs around you and urging you to fuck her all the harder by pressing her heels against your rear, her arms pulling you forward and once more burying your head in her tits. Wow, these wolf-people are tall! \n\nEven with your ears covered by her tits, you can still vaguely hear Maya's sucking and gulping at the cocks she's currently worshiping, and then her moans... moans you very distinctly recognize as caused by her getting her pussy stuffed by a cock, just that it's not yours this time. Still, you're busy pounding the pussy of another woman, so you just let those distant moans be a bit of an extra sensual treat for you as you partake in the apparently very open and welcoming society of the wolfpeople. Soon you're letting out a long moan into the soft, jiggling embrace of her tits as you fill her pussy with your load. The she-wolf's cunt squeezes and milks at you, albeit not quite as naturally powerfully or capably as Maya's, but veeery nice all the same. \n\nA few moments later she's slipping out from under you and aside, her tail wagging, and you're being presented with the lifted hindquarters of another wolfgirl a bit closer to your own age. Licking your lips, you turn around and get up on your knees, moving behind her and quickly sliding your already cum-and-honey smeared prick into her even tighter pussy, leaning over her properly 'doggy-style' to start pounding into her, feeling her tail thump against your side as it wags, her furry tits smaller and perkier than the older wolfwoman's but still almost filling your hands as you cup them and give them a squeeze. This position also gives you the chance to look over and actually see Maya enthusiastically bouncing on one of the wolfmen's dicks as she sucks off another, a third stroking his cock as he obviously waits for a good opening to step in and bend her forward so he can fill her ass.\n\nAs you're both enjoying the show and your current partner, one of the wolfmen leans in from beside you. "How's my daughter's cunt, boy?" he asks with a chuckle, making you blush a bit as you realize the similarity between his coat colors and the wolfgirl's.\n\n"I-it's really great, um, sir," you answer, since it really is, and you can feel it squeeze around you and her tail start thumping your side even harder at the apparent compliment.\n\n"Mmm, well, since you're enjoying it, I think I'll enjoy yours," the wolfman says in a teasing tone, slipping behind you. You let out a loud gasp that turns into a moan as the tip of his prick finds your pucker and then pushes inside you, filling you up and pushing you forward against the she-wolf beneath you. After only the briefest of pauses in some shock and surprised delight at the feel of him inside you, and at those furry balls pressing up against yours, you start thrusting again, pumping your hips between father and daughter, fucking forward into her pussy and fucking yourself back against his cock, even as both start to move as well. As the filling in the little family sandwich, you find yourself almost tempted to let out a wolfish howl of your own as you get closer to your climax, and do give a bit of one as you eventually push forward and spill into the teen she-wolf's pussy, your ass squeezing reflexively around her father's cock as it swells and spurts inside you, the feeling of him throbbing in your ass intensifying your own orgasm immensely and leaving you shivering between them.\n\nSoon after you're laying on your back, a sleeker wolfboy your own age bouncing on your cock, his own stiff prick swaying above your stomach as you grip his hips and thrust up into him, until another buxom, rather motherly-seeming she-wolf lowers herself onto your head, your view taken up by her big, round furry ass as you start licking and slurping her fuzzy canine cunt. After that, you're pounced by a trio of youthful wolfgirls, two of them licking, sucking, and teasing your nipples while the other laps at your balls and asshole, apparently feeling no need to go further than teasing and stimulating you with quick flicks of her broad, wet tongue to get you ready for your next round, which is to take your own turn bouncing on the lap of a muscular wolfman as his mate licks at your neck and cheek, pressing her tits against your sides as she strokes your cock.\n\nThrough it all you catch glimpses of Maya's side of the orgy, seeing her getting all three holes stuffed, or riding a wolfman with her ass until she's pushed to lay back on his chest and another wolfman pushes his cock into her ass too, or seeing her writhing amidst an all-female group of wolfwomen and wolfgirls in an obvious frenzy of lesbian licking. As the orgy stretches on the two of you are occasionally brought together in this position or that, seemingly coming together at random and treated as much just another part of the orgy as the wolfpeople that are strangers to the two of you, at least until towards the end when the two of you are on all fours, facing each other and kissing one another passionately and lovingly as wolfmen pound into you from behind, her getting her pussy stuffed and you your ass, both of you moaning into each other's mouths as you're filled with cum.\n\nSometime after that the two of you fall into a light slumber. You're pretty sure it's actually the next morning when you awake and finally get around to that meal you were promised, a wolfman sauntering over and handing both you and Maya bowls of what looks like very meaty stew with some sort of rice in it.\n\n"Hahaha! We underestimated you youthful sex demons, since it's been awhile since anyone like you's come along!" he declares boisterously, making both you and Maya blush. "We got all caught up and wound up fucking an entire day away, that hasn't happened in awhile!" \n\n"Eheh, thanks, I guess?" Maya offers as she scoops out some of the stew with the broad, simple spoon that was in the bowl. \n\n"We wolves are descended very distantly from sex demons ourselves, as are most living things here," he notes as he settles down to sit beside the two of you. "Probably the result of some succubi breeding with actual beasts. Though we've become a race of our own now, and the demon blood's grown a little weak. Hm, seeing you two's vigor, it makes me think maybe we could stand to reintroduce some into our line."\n\n"Uh." You blink. "Reintroduce?"\n\n"Indeed! I was thinking, why don't you stick around and knock up as many of our females as possible?" he suggests breezily, as if that were a perfectly normal thing to ask. "With a bit of herbal help the pregnancies will rush right along, so you could even knock up some of the females a few times if you stay for a few months! We'd reward you handsomely, obviously!"\n\nYou're just left staring at him, then glance over at Maya. Maya raises her eyebrows, looking back at you... but after a moment she shrugs, her bare breasts jiggling. "I mean, I guess if you want to, Jamie. But obviously to be fair, I'd have to get knocked up by the men a few times too."\n\n"Oho, we certainly wouldn't mind that either!" the wolfman declares even as you're still turning that whole concept over in your head. "Or if you'd rather, you could help spread your blood into our pack by becoming part of it!"\n\n"... Huh, you don't just mean like, living with you, do you?" Maya says after a second. "You mean like, become werewolves like you."\n\n"Yes, we would embrace you and then let your blood mingle with us naturally over the generations. As noted, you are both bold and stout of heart, and beautiful, and potent, so you'd certainly be welcome among us! Or, if you like, I'll simply guide you along to Hilltown and you can continue your journey."\n\nAs you're thinking that over, the wolfman casually tucks a hand behind your head and guides it down, and without really thinking about it by this point your part your lips and let his cock slide between them, starting to suck him off as you consider the options, Maya similarly being guides in to start licking and sucking his fur-covered balls. It certainly does remind you that the wolves are a lot of fun when it comes to fucking... spending some time with them doing, ah, helpfully lewd things might not be so bad. And your steadily more perverse nature has your cock getting stiff at the thought of Maya getting knocked up by multiple other men. And... they certainly seem like a close-knit, happy, and very naughty community, you don't think it would exactly be the worst thing in the world to become a wolf yourself and join them, though you suppose that would rather quickly put an end to your exploration of this other world... or any thoughts of returning home ever.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay awhile and knock up some she-wolves.|QOAdv]]\n\n[[Join the pack.|QOAdv]]\n\n[[Just move on.|QOAdv]]

... Look, it's there, you might as well use it. And, again, if anyone gives you crap about calling you a whale and whatnot, you'll just say it was a gift and leave it at that! You reach out and tap the option, wondering exactly how this will work since apparently the appearance is automatically selected.\n\nYou blink as the screen expands and tilts upright, turning into a mirror that shows you standing there in your embarrassingly tight VR suit. Then your eyes widen at the feel of the suit shifting and writhing across your skin as it changes... not just that, but you can feel your body changing as well! Your muscles grow more taut and dense even as they don't actually bulk up all that much, leaving you lean but now with a much more solid feel to you, even as you watch (and feel) your face change subtly, growing a bit more to the pretty side. Your skin darkens to a rich caramel tan as your eyes shift to a brilliant red-orange flame color, your hair turning white and growing, lengthening into long forelocks framing your face and thick, wild bangs, while stretching down your back and pulling into a ponytail. You have the distinctly odd sensation of a tail sprouting from your back and red scales growing across it as it lengthens, a series of white ridges growing along the back of it. Your ears lengthen and grow to points, and you watch (and feel, with a sort of nervous squirming) as black horns sprout from above and just in front of them, curling back and around your ears to point forward. Your newly tan face also goes bright red as you can feel a distinct lengthening and thickening of your cock and growing weight of your balls within the simple but well-cut black trousers you're now wearing, above red leather boots and below a classy-looking white shirt with gold buttons, and a really cool sort of nobleman-type long red coat. \n\n'Didn't think I'd be a <i>dragon</i> prince,' you think, then hop backwards in shock at a burst of flame in front of you, that resolves into a longsword with a blade glowing like it had just been pulled out of the forge, little wisps of fire licking around the blade constantly. A little nervously, you reach out and take it, glancing down as a sheath appears at your side. Yeah, this definitely looks and feels like an epic scaling weapon, you think as you put it away.\n\nThen you look around again as the weird chargen area starts to fade around you, and be replaced with a large, open, largely empty room in a house. Light is streaming in through the windows, but the room is large enough that it's still a bit dim in the center... you're guessing that giving you an entire house (geez, it looks like it might be a small mansion) right off the bat was considered enough without also giving you free furnishings. In fact the only things in the room other than a staircase leading up are you, what looks like a large black wolf (well, it's large anyway, you have no idea if it's large compared to other wolves), and a sleek girl you guess about your own age. She has soft-looking green hair tied in a pair of twintails draped in front of her shoulders almost to her chest, with a pair of small but multi-branched antlers rising from her forehead. She's wearing a white band around her petite chest and tall green gloves, with a pair of not-particularly-skimpy but also not extremely modest white panties, her legs sheathed by green stockings that leave her heels and toes bare. She's holding a long, largely natural-looking wooden staff in one hand, and puts the other hand to her shoulder as she bows.\n\n"Welcome to Rantoso, Master. I am Hart, your humble servant in matters of healing, minor buffing, and administration. This is Dire, a Dark Beast, who would also be proud to serve you in the frenzy of combat. Unfortunately to do so, we must be soulbound to you, and your soul can only bear the strain of one of us," she continues, raising her brilliant green eyes and fixing them on you. "So please choose which one of us will remain with you, and which of us will return to the wilds."\n\nOh, uh, yeah. Well, you guess it makes sense that's basically the first thing you'd actually have a choice about, since the screen did say you could only have one or the other. ... Man though Hart's really cute. Would anyone really turn that down? Although... mmf, is giving yourself the cute girl follower who calls you "Master" sort of really cringe? You're already wary of getting called a whale, but what if you get called a whale and... ... well there's a lot of words and you don't want to think of most of them.\n\nBut having your own healer and buffer does seem to make the most sense too. From the sound of it, your class already has really good combat stats, and you have the special weapon too, the combat pet just sort of seems like it would be overkill there. And if you're worried about the opinions of others, he definitely seems more towards the edgelord-y side.\n\n... Well, sounds like you're gonna be cringe no matter which one you pick, so which cringe will you shoulder?\n\n<hr>\n[[Hart.|QORO1x2]]\n\n[[Dire.|QORO]]

The thought of your mother... always wholesome, composed, gentle, and sweet... having her personality altered into some sensual, lewd creature at a few words from you has your cock actually getting harder than you knew it could. Swallowing, you settle back onto the side of the bed, feeling pre soak into your pajama pants as you contemplate the best wording.\n\n"Okay, Mom, when I count to three and say 'wake up', you'll wake up... really horny. Ah... in fact, you'll kind of be turned-on all the time. A deep, constant arousal that makes you think it's okay to do just about anything as long as you think you can get away with it... including your own son. Understand?"\n\n"Yes, Master," she murmurs back, certainly showing no signs of being particularly turned-on right now.\n\n"Alright, one, two, three, wake up," you announce, feeling like you really ought to snap your fingers too... but you're actually not particularly good at that, it's one reason you decided to say 'wake up' instead.\n\nAlmost instantly your mother draws in a hard, deep breath, closing her eyes and arching her back, lifting her tits high as a visible shudder runs through her naked body. Your own eyes widen a little as you see her pussy instantly start to glisten in the light of your bedside lamp, her whole posture changing to a more assertive one, displaying herself casually as she gives you a wicked, sensual smile.\n\n"Mm, well well, sweetheart, looks like you've got quite a case of a stiff muscle," she coos as she sashays towards you. "Why don't you let Mommy take care of that for you, hmmm?"\n\n"Uh, y-yeah," you murmur, staring at her as she sinks to her knees, already reaching out to hook her fingers into the waistband of your pants as she does. Even though you were the one who did this, the sudden change is still pretty wild! You lift your hips as she pulls down on your pajama pants, her mouth already on your shaft the moment it springs free, her tongue urging moans out of you as she starts shamelessly stroking and dragging it across the taut skin. She lets out soft 'mmmm' noises of her own as she tosses the pants aside and slides her hands back up your legs, pushing your thighs further apart to give her better access as she kisses her way down and suckles gently at the base, leaving you leaning your head back and breathing hard.\n\n"You have such a nice cock, baby," your mother coos as she starts gently fondling your balls, forming a ring around the base of your cock with the thumb and forefinger of her other hand and stroking a short distance up and down while she lavishes attention on the rest of your shaft with her tongue, looking up at you with that lustful sparkle in her eyes. "If I'd known it had gotten this nice I'd have started giving it lots of attention years ago~!"\n\n'Oh man, I've created a monster,' you think half-deliriously, shuddering at the feel of her tongue stroking over you, lips kissing and sucking at your hard flesh, the sound of her cooing and moaning softly as she provides such adoring and shameless oral attentions to your prick. You wonder if she's always this good at sucking cock or if your commands have somehow unleashed some inner natural talent, though your ability to wonder anything is fading as your moans get louder and your cock throbs harder.\n\n"That's it, baby, cum on Mommy's face, cum all over Mommy's face!" your mother urges passionately, now wrapping her hand around your cock and stroking it quickly, her mouth wide open and tongue jutted out. \n\nOf course between everything she's already done, that fast pumping, those words and the sight of her face like that, you pretty much obey her command instantly, gasping loudly as you fire a long rope of milky white across her face. Your next few spurts go right into her open mouth, as she makes eager little 'ah!' sounds of enjoyment with each one that lands on her tongue. Once you've finished she slides a fingertip down her face to collect what you painted her with and slides the finger into her mouth, sucking it clean as she swallows the rest of your load. Giggling wickedly, she stands up and snags your shirt, pulling it off and over your head before urging you onto your back on your bed, clambering up after you and straddling your thighs as she keeps stroking your still almost entirely stiff prick, just a few tugs and pumps urging it back to its prior steely condition.\n\n"Oooo, teenage boys are so vigorous, I'm going to have to fuck all of them I can get my hands on," she purrs. While you're still trying to process your reaction to that little statement, she lifts herself up, guiding your cock to her entrance as she shifts forward, and then slides down and engulfs you all in one go. Your eyes roll some as part of you slides back into the pussy that you came out of, a low moan in your throat as she shimmies her hips and writhes around on top of you. Cooing down at you, she starts working her hips, riding on top of you, large breasts swaying and jiggling above you, her ponytail swaying a bit as if to help keep time. "Yeeees, that feels good, doesn't it baby? You like Mommy's pussy, huh? Don't forget to play with Mommy's tits, too, you like those don't you?"\n\nYes, yes you certainly do! Obeying her urging and reaching up, you fill your hands with those heavy, jiggling tits, kneading them as your mother rides your prick, gradually becoming lost in not just the physical sensations, or the sounds of her lewd, shameless moaning and further wicked entreaties, but by the sheer lewdness of what you're doing, fucking your own mother after turning her into a cock-hungry slut! Part of you still wonders just how much of this dirty-talking fuck-addict was lurking deep within your mother's mind, just waiting to be let out, eager to ride her own son's throbbing prick and say such wicked, forbidden things. Such as...\n\n"That's right, that's right, cum in Mommy's cunt, baby, cum in Mommy's wet cunt and knock her up!" Your mother moans, tossing her head as she starts slamming her hips down on you, her big ass slapping lightly against your hips as her pussy does indeed gush all over your balls every time she thrusts herself down on you. "Give me a little brother for you so he can fuck me good someday too!"\n\nThe sheer forbidden wickedness of her dirty talk pushes you over the edge, and with a loud gasp you thrust up and once more empty your balls, this time deep inside your mother's pussy. She slams herself down on you, moaning happily as she grinds her hips down against you, clearly urging every drop out as her pussy squeezes and shudders all around you. But even then, she's not done. Once she seems sure you've finished dumping your entire load into her and are laying there gasping, she smiles and lifts herself up, giving you a clear view of your half-hard cock sliding out of her covered in a mingling of your cum and her arousal as it flops against your belly. But a few strokes and you're ready to go again... and she's leaning her upper body back and shifting her hips forward, using her hand to guide the tip of your prick to her pucker, letting you watch as she pushes her ass down over your once more hard shaft.\n\n"It feels good, doesn't it?" she murmurs sensually at your loud moan at the tight, silky passage engulfing you now. "Not even Daddy's fucked Mommy in the ass, you're the first to ever get to, don't you feel proud, baby?" She balances herself on her hands and feet, legs spread wide and giving you a view of her wet pussy dribbling out your cum and your cock sunk into her ass as she starts working her hips. "Mmmm, you feel soooo good and so naughty in my tight asshole, baby, I wanna get fucked in the ass at least once a day from now on... preferably more like ten times!" she adds with a giggle, before starting to moan loudly as she works her hips faster, the motion of her body making her tits jiggle merrily atop her chest.\n\n'Definitely created a monster!' you think with a pleasured groan, resting your hands on her inner thighs as you thrust your own hips up into her. This time takes a lot longer, being your third cum in a relatively short period... so you have plenty of time to enjoy the feel of her tight, slick ass bouncing eagerly atop you, and to listen to all the lewd things she has to say, talking about how she might already be pregnant even as she stuffs your dick into her asshole over and over again. But eventually you're pulled over again, moaning loudly as you fill her ass with your third load, your mother cooing and shaking her hips shamelessly about, before lifting up and letting you slide out. She slides back forward onto all fours, sliding the dick that was just in her ass into her mouth, diligently suckling and licking it until she lets it slide out of her lips again... only half-hard. "Aw, too bad... but then it is late and a school night, I bet you could do better after a good night's rest and one of Mommy's nutritious, energizing breakfasts," she teases, giggling before kissing the underside of your shaft. She rises to her feet, clearly still providing a show as she bends to retrieve her clothes, shaking her bare ass and showing off her well-fucked holes to you before she stands up. "See you in the morning, sweetheart, sweet dreams!" she coos before trotting out of your room, clothes folded over her arm.\n\nYou quickly drop off into a thoroughly exhausted sleep, physically and mentally spent by the wild experience you just visited on yourself. You wake in the morning mildly confused, wondering if it all was indeed a sweet, and very lewd, dream... well, you're naked and very much covered in sexual fluids, so probably not. While you're showering, the thought of last night quickly stiffens your cock again... then has you worrying. What if the programming really made your mother <i>completely</i> shameless? What if she told your father what happened because she didn't think it was a big deal? Fretting, you nevertheless dress and head downstairs, unable to see any other option.\n\nYou're a little relieved when you see that everything seems to be normal, your father sitting at the table reading the newspaper while your mother cooks. Well, mostly normal... your mother's wearing particularly tight, short shorts and a thin, also very tight shirt... you're guessing from the fit factor of both that she's also not wearing anything under them. She's humming cheerfully and shaking her hips a bit as she cooks, but just gives you a smile as you sit down at the table... and a saucy wink, eyes sparkling with lewd mischief. Blushing, you're nevertheless grateful that she sounds and acts normal as she announces, "Here you go, sweetheart!" while setting your breakfast plate down in front of you, rounding the table and setting a plate of toast by your father's already mostly cleared plate. "And for you, dear," she adds, leaning in to kiss his cheek... and slipping her hand into his lap to give his crotch a rather obvious squeeze. He jumps a little and tosses her a quick look, his own face flushing a little, but other than a murmur of 'Dear' and a glance at you, doesn't seem to think anything of it. You guess your mom having a "randy" day isn't inconceivable enough that he thinks something is off.\n\nYou continue doing your best to play it cool as you eat, then trail after your parents as they head to the door for your father's departure. "Have a good day, dear!" your mother announces, leaning in for what your father clearly expects to be the usual goodbye peck... that turns into a deep kiss, complete with obvious use of tongue. By the time it's done he looks flustered and a bit confused, but definitely happy as he heads out the door. Your mother beams and waves after him until the door actually closes... then she smoothly turns and sinks to your knees, opening your fly and fishing out your cock almost before you've realized what she's doing, sliding it into her mouth and down her throat with no sign of a gag reflex.\n\n"Mmf! Mom!" you groan in surprise, putting a hand on her head.\n\nShe smiles wickedly around your shaft, continuing to bob her head for several moments, before pulling back and stroking your now steely shaft with one hand as she looks up at you. "Hm, how about I call you in sick, sweetness? We can't do it <i>every</i> day, obviously, but Mommy's pussy is awfully wet this morning, and could use a whole day of being stuffed with her sweet son's stiff prick!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Talked you into it!|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Maybe not...|QOSJ]]

"Um, well... okay," you murmur, blushing again. \n\n"Mmm, thank you, Master, I love you," Amooya coos, only making your blush deepen. <<if $random is 1>>She tugs you forward, and you squeak a little bit as you find yourself being urged into the exact same position she was just in... bent forward with your hands on the tree trunk, your ass jutted up and your cock hanging down. The identical pose to Amooya's when she was about to get fucked sends a weird thrill through you, which only amps up as she rubs her cock along the cleft of your ass before pulling back to settle the tip into place.<<set $assfucked to true>><<set $fuckedbyamooya to true>>\n\nBoth of you let out loud moans as Amooya starts pushing into you, her cock pressing open your tight passage and sliding inside... though her moan definitely has a slight bovine edge to it. You shudder, leaning forward harder on the tree as that big equine cock pushes deep inside of you, your toes pressing on the ground and ass lifting up instinctively towards the penetration. Your cock twitches under you, letting out a few long streams of pre even though you've only just cum, and does so again as she soon bottoms out inside you, her heavy black balls pressing against your much smaller peach-colored sack. \n\nSoon her balls are slapping against yours as Amooya starts fucking you in earnest, her large breasts bouncing and jiggling as she puts her whole body into it. You can't help but give in to the feeling, of that big, throbbing cock pumping away in your ass, and soon you're moaning shamelessly with your tongue poking out and your eyes slightly rolled. Your cock bounces underneath you with the impact of her hips against your butt, slinging more lines of pre back and forth. A brief glance down shows you the outline of her cock in your belly, making you almost cum then and there, your ass squeezing firmly around her. The thought that anyone could come along at any time and see you getting fucked in the ass right out in the open by this big sexy doncow makes you mewl and shudder in a mixture of arousal, shame, and something almost like hope.\n\nYou actually cum before she does, your cock firing off long ropes of cum to land against the base of the tree, your ass squeezing and trembling around Amooya's throbbing cock. Apparently that sets her off as well, since with a long "Mooooo!" squeal, she thrusts forward, burying herself balls-deep in your ass. <<if $amooyafrustration is 0>>Your belly swells just slightly from the size of her load, faintly obscuring the outline of her cock.<<endif>><<if $amooyafrustration is 1>>Your belly swells somewhat, rounding out enough that it hides the outline of her cock.<<endif>><<if $amooyafrustration is 2>>You can feel a heavy spurt as the first gush of her cum hits, and soon your belly has grown out and rounded, not quite hanging down but definitely with a distinct fullness to it.<<endif>><<if $amooyafrustration is 3>>You can feel a heavy splash inside you, hot and thick, and your belly quickly rounds out noticeably, completely obscuring the outline of Amooya's cock as you're filled with her heavy load.<<endif>><<set $amooyafrustration to 0>>\n\nAmooya pulls out of you, panting happily, then blushing. "Um... looks like we're both pretty messy, Master. How about I go get the shower running for you?"\n\n"Y-yeah... thanks Amooya," you murmur, hanging your head heavily. Whew.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy < 0>><<set $energy to 0>><<endif>><<if $energy is 0>>[[Go to bed.|FGWLeisSleepOver2]]\n\n[[Log out.|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]]<<else>>[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

"Uh, well..." Your brain latches on to the logic of various late-night softcore movies you've braved staying up to watch on cable. "I mean, you said it yourself, he expects you to be faithful, so I guess the best way to make him feel what you're feeling is to... do what he did?"\n\n"... Da, there is merit to that," she acknowledges thoughtfully, glancing upward briefly before looking back to the road. "I am not normally so free with my affections, but to pay him back... da, it could be very fun indeed." Katrina's smile is almost wolfish now as she clearly contemplates her options. "But it would not be the same, if I were to just randomly sleep with someone. He would be disgraced, but not as thoroughly as I have, with his little... bisexual romp," she almost spits. "It was that one in the pink and purple, da?"\n\n"Um, Aki, yeah."\n\n"Akira will feel my wrath at some point as well," Katrina mutters, before adding. "But how to really twist the knife properly in William's side...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Perverted cheating.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Same-sex cheating.|QOBro4x7]]

"Hart, um... 'Call of Casting'!" you say, after struggling for a second to remember the name of the aggro spell she comes with.\n\n"Yes, Master," she replies, immediately holding up her staff and shaking it, a sound like a bell gonging filling the air.\n\nImmediately most of the goblins turn and start racing towards you instead. They're roughly an equal level to you, so you do have to concentrate on actually using your abilities properly, weaving from one to the other as you variously slash, ignite, and even debuff a few of them. Hart's really on top of her game, too, enough that you'd have a hard time believing she's just an AI. The catgirl quickly realizes that she's not being pursued by the whole pack anymore and turns, leveling a staff that looks like it's made out of cast sugar and starting to blast the others with spells.\n\nBetween the three of you, the pack of goblins is soon decimated, and the catgirl walks over, actually breathing hard as she puts a hand to her modest chest. "Whew. Thanks, I thought they were gonna wipe me for sure. The monsters have been getting tougher and more aggressive with every update, the devs must be crazy!"\n\n"Master," Hart notes flatly, raising a hand to point past you.\n\nYou and the catgirl slowly turn, and both give near-simultaneous 'eeps!' as you realize that you're being loomed over by a much larger and more muscular version of the goblins, its nameplate reading 'Boss Orc'. "Um... good luck?" the catgirl says, shrinking back a bit.\n\nBefore you can do more than ready your own sword, there's a <i>thwk</i> sound, and the Boss Orc's head tilts and starts to roll down its shoulder before the whole thing disappears. Its slayer lands from the leap she'd done, revealing a tall, busty girl wearing what looks a lot like some variant of a maid's outfit, and wielding a sword that looks more like an oversized chef's knife. She has bright blue hair to match the catgirl's bright purple, albeit with bunny ears instead of feline ones, and a thick braid and long forelocks, each one decorated with little bells shaped like carrots.\n\n"P-fwaaaaaah! I thought that one was gonna get away from me!" she declares with an odd janky laugh. Then she starts looking around at the ground. "Where's the drop, where's the drop?"\n\n"Peko you idiot! You aggroed practically the whole <i>tribe</i>!" the catgirl shrieks, shaking her staff wrathfully.\n\n"Hmmmm? But wasn't that you, launching the AoE early?"\n\n"... n-no..."\n\n"Um," you say. "... Hi?"\n\n"Oh, hi!" the bunnygirl says cheerfully, practically hopping over to you after she's picked up a sparkling chunk of greenish meat (which immediately disappears). "Thanks for helping out my partner! Oh wow, is that a Prince class?"\n\n"Eh?" The catgirl finally seems to notice you, then stares. "Holy crap. You whale."\n\n"I-it was a gift!" you immediately blurt.\n\n"Heheh, well either way, that's awesome! By the way, I'm Pekorarerirorury, but just 'Peko' is fine," the bunnygirl says, before gesturing at her apparent questing partner. "This is Carolina Sweets."\n\n"Um. Caspian. And, y'know, this is-"\n\n"Oh wow it <i>is</i> a Hart!" Carolina interrupts, stepping forward and reaching out to start squishing and kneading Hart's cheeks, the AI making an 'uuuuuu' face. "I've only ever seen them up on the market boards, never in person! Gosh she's soooooo cute!"\n\nHart endures this for a moment... then reaches up and starts squishing Carolina's cheeks in return, echoing back a monotone, "Oooo, a catgirl, she's sooooo cute."\n\n"... GAH! It talked!" Carolina shrieks, hopping backwards and putting a hand to her cheek, the other shakily pointing at Hart. "I-it <i>squooshed me</i>!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Rogue AI, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"|QORO]]\n\n[["... Uh. Hart?"|QORO1x6]]

Okay. Okay, deep breaths. ... Well you can't actually breathe right now but all the same. Maybe you're just tired out from all the influencing you did of Maya earlier. Maybe if you just let yourself rest and recover some... mental energy or whatever... maybe you'll have better luck. ... Oh, and another thought occurs to you. Maybe it will be easier to influence her when she's asleep!\n\nSo you sort of settle in on the shelf (without actually moving at all, obviously) and try to rest and gather your focus. You don't have much else to do but watch Sandra go about her day, though admittedly you have a much better view of that than you did watching Maya. You're a little shocked when an actual honest-to-god maid comes in and lays out honest-to-god tea for her, but at least you get to see a cute twenty-something maid with a properly prim black ponytail. (It's the proper long skirt variety of maid, not the titillating kind, which you're gonna guess Sandra's mom had something to do with.) You also wind up with a good view when Sandra eventually undresses for bed, dropping her clothes into a hamper, but being a bit more careful about folding up and setting aside the white thigh-highs she was wearing, giving you plenty of time to watch her moving around naked, and a clear view of her pussy as she bends over to set them with the small pile of others next to the hamper. Then you watch as she spends a bit more time in front of her dresser, picking out a lacy white nightie and matching panties, pulling them on before climbing into bed... and spending the next hour continuing to browse Facebook. 'Go to sleep, darn it!' you think.\n\nWhether you're actually able to start having some effect on her or not, she yawns, clicks off her phone and sets it aside, flicking the switch to turn off the light and settling in. You wait until you can see her chest moving rhythmically (she's at least as big as Maya, you can now see, though she pads herself to look slightly bigger... such ego) before starting to try and send thoughts again.\n\nThis time you try something a bit different than just sending direct, blunt commands. It's fairly lewd, but then you've also had all day to think about it, and after Maya and Sandra both 'teasing' you with just showing off their naked bodies. And maybe it's something about the power Vex gave you, who knows, but you start crafting a fantasy that you try broadcasting to Sandra, hoping it manifests as a dream. She wants to be a bad, naughty girl, one who does lewd things, lewd things that are ridiculous and extra naughty because they're ridiculous, like taking down that plushie on her shelf and riding its little plush cock until she cums. Yes, it reminds her of that loser boy she used to make fun of in elementary school, but doesn't that make it better, thinking of getting pleasure from the cock of a <i>lesser</i> being at school, practically like bestiality but not, isn't that just so perverse, so wicked, so hot?\n\nAs you urge the thoughts towards Sandra, you gradually notice her starting to toss and turn. Her skin flushes in the dimness of the moonlight coming in through the windows, and eventually she tosses off the covers and just lays there, panting softly. Not quite awake, you can see her nipples pressing through the very slightly translucent cups of the nightie, and one of her hands slides slowly into the front of her panties, fingers visible moving beneath the white satin. Then she gasps loudly, her eyes fluttering open before she sits up and looks around.\n\nHer face flushed, she turns over and tugs the sheet back on, but remains squirming and shifting, and occasionally you can feel more than see her gaze and thoughts wandering to you. You decide to keep up the pressure, and eventually with a loud huff she tosses off the sheet again and scoots to the edge of the bed, standing and walking over to the shelf and staring for a moment before she reaches up to take you down, her hands shaking just a bit. You can see her bite her lower lip and glance around nervously before she tugs open the front of your small faux-jeans and then the mingling of shock, embarrassment, a bit of dismay and a fair bit of arousal as she sees your little plush prick.\n\nBut she only hesitates for a moment before tugging off the rest of your doll-like clothes and tossing them aside, leaving you in nothing but the sewn-on amulet with its plastic chain. Dropping your now naked little cotton-stuffed body to the bed, she hesitates again before shoving down her panties and stepping out of them, kicking them aside before she slides back up onto the bed and straddles you, still wearing that lacy white partially see-through nightie.\n\nSandra lets out a soft moan as she lowers her pussy onto you... despite being made of microfiber and cotton fluff you can still feel how hot she is, how eagerly her pussy is gripping around you, and how her wetness is soaking into your cloth body as she settles herself on top of you, her weight compressing your stuffing. Though you're certainly not that big in this cursed body, she's acting like she's really getting off on it... that dream you inspired must have been something, since she's soon bouncing on top of you eagerly, moaning out regularly as her tits bounce under the material of her nightie, her ass thumping against your cotton-stuffed legs.\n\n"Mmmf... fuck... <i>fuck</i>!" she almost whimpers, tossing her head and making that long braid of hers sway as she arches her back, tits bouncing even more, and looking even bigger than they would normally due to the size discrepency. Then she lets out a rather sweet, almost endearing (if muffled) cry, complete with clapping a hand over her mouth, before she slumps a bit in place, panting.\n\nThen an odd look comes over her face, and she looks down at herself... then yelps loudly at the fact that she's visibly shrinking. She tries to scramble backwards but it's obvious that her arms and legs already aren't working so well, and instead she falls onto the bed beside you. You can still see her as she continues to shrink, her skin taking on the texture of microfiber and her fingers and toes retracting as her arms and legs turn into simple little stubby limbs. Her hair turns into a solid mass atop her head, her braid shifting into something that looks more like a cinnamon twist dipped in bright pink icing than anything else as her strawberry blonde hair is rendered into a much more vibrant hue. Her large breasts turn into little round mounds beneath the solid white satin of her doll-like nightie, though her now plushified legs are still spread and showing off a pink satin pussy nestled between them. Her face flattens, becoming more and more simplified, until it too has become a series of sewn-on felt lines that resemble a cute, but haughty, smirk.\n\nFor just a moment the two of you lay there, side by side, a pair of similar-looking little naked (or partly naked) plush people. Then your body starts to expand, arms and legs stretching and torso filling out, starting to take on definition again. Your fingers push out from the tips of your hands as they become distinct from your arms, your hair splitting into individual strands again, and you suck in a breath as you actually have a mouth and nose again. You look down at yourself as you gradually become human again... or, well, something like. You can see now that you have a glowing pink 'curse mark' on your crotch above your cock... which is still growing larger even though it's currently made of microfiber and cotton. You can also feel something pushing out of your back and the base of your spine, and are almost sure that you now have wings and a tail... not to mention a more slender waist and curvier hips. 'What the heck?!' you think as, with a <i>pop</i>, you become flesh and blood again.\n\nGetting up, you walk to stand in front of Sandra's mirror and... yeah, you have little black wings and a tail now. You also definitely have a bit of a girlier look all over, despite your enlarged cock. Looks like Vex really <i>did</i> grant you some of her power, and it's sunk in. You turn back and forth, and rather than be dismayed at your rounder, perkier ass or your pink puffy nipples, you can't help but feel you look amazing. 'Yeah, I could get used to this,' you think smugly as you turn back to the bed.\n\nAh, right, Sandra. You walk over to her and look down. At some point the amulet disappeared from around your neck and reappeared around hers, hung on a little white lace choker. "What to do with yooou?" you say out loud, waggling her back and forth, able to feel the fear and confusion coming from her consciousness trapped within the impishly smirking plush toy. \n\nYou guess one idea would be to just... get rid of her, toss her in one of her house's many storage rooms in some random box of unwanted but un-thrown-out stuff to likely never be found again. You're also growing aware of other options available to you now that you're a... incubus? Succubus? ... Succuboi? Well, whatever. You could probably trap her in this plush form forever and use her as a bit of a battery, empowering and sustaining your new abilities.\n\nOrrrr... there's that other offer Vex made you. Slavery! The thought of Sandra actually forced to obey you no matter what definitely does amuse you, and you can sense that the normally power hungry and get-her-way bully girl being unable to so much as move is already making her panic, she'd probably take it as an out. But hm, what to doooo...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Put her away.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Trap her as a plushie.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Make her your slave.|QOVex5x5]]

"I mean, I guess that's fine," you say with a shrug. "Um... just, in the future, if you want to party up with me, announce it when you get here, okay?"\n\nHart nods solemnly, once. "Yes, certainly, Master."\n\n"Oy, are you really gonna call him 'Master' this whole time?" Carolina asks with a raised eyebrow.\n\n"I went to a lot of trouble to decide exactly how Hart would say 'Master', tweaking it exactly to my personal preferences so that it would make hearts race," Hart answers solemnly with a small bow of her antlered head... and then adds, in that same soft, even tone, "Mistress."\n\n"<i>Erk!</i>" Carolina actually clutches her chest and staggers back, and you'd swear her pupils briefly turn into little pink hearts, before she wildly shakes her head. "H-hey, quit that!"\n\nPeko lets out her rather odd laugh again, patting Carolina on the back a few times before going over to hug Hart, the petite girl giving an 'mmf' as her head practically disappears into the rabbitgirl's chest, antlers poking up around the Warrior Princess's chin. "C'mon, c'mon! We need to gather lots of materials before we all log off tonight!"\n\nAnd so begins your adventures in Rantoso Online with Peko, Carolina, and, well, Hart. It's a little weird at first to be playing the game with a developer, even if she is "just" an art designer, but it's pretty fun all the same once you get used to it. The four of you become pretty good friends fairly quickly, and you get to know a bit about the others. Peko and Carolina are apparently college students and roommates, which is what allows them to actually coordinate getting online and grouping together almost constantly; Peko seems genuinely cheerful and perpetually upbeat, while Carolina is a little more... well, tsundere adjacent, at the very least. Hart is either naturally a bit on the monotone and sardonic side or is very dedicated to mimicking her creation's usual manner, but she has a rather sardonic manner that can be pretty funny, especially when dealing with Peko and Carolina. (And she absolutely <i>insists</i> on calling you Master, which you just sort of have to... get used to.)\n\nOver the next few months you have a lot of fun... there's the vague sense that you've forgotten to do something you meant to do, but you can't really recall. In any event, one day after you've logged on and are headed towards the market, Hart stops and raises a hand. "Oy, Master. I just remembered I need to do some adulting in the real world, so I'll be turning you back over to Little Hart until this evening, alright?"\n\n"Oh, yeah, okay. Um, have fun, I guess?" you say, since you never really know what to say to the other three saying they need to go 'adult'.\n\nHart just nods, though, and then the body's manner subtly changes. You've sort of learned to tell by now when the "real" Hart is "piloting" and when it's just the AI. In any event, you head on towards the market. Luckily by now you've helped enough other people out on quests and are generally well known enough on the server that you no longer get nearly so many annoyed or jealous looks... in fact, the other players are fairly nice to you, which is good. Rantoso Online's actually been great for your socializing, your friends list is pretty long by now.\n\nAnyway, it's probably best that she's not here, you wanted to do some shopping for various things, and kind of want them to be a surprise. Among other things you're going to buy plenty more furnishings for the house, having saved up quite a bit by now, but also you intend to buy...\n\n<hr>\n[[... a guild charter.|QORO2x1]]\n\n[[... bond rings.|QORO1x8]]\n\n[[... a gift.|QORO]]\n\n[[... another AI pet.|QORO]]\n\n[[... an airship.|QORO]]

"Uh, well, since you're offering, I guess I'm okay with you helping?" you tell Hara.\n\n"Alrighty! No job too small for the captain!" she says cheerfully, waiting for you to hop down from the table before heading for the door. "Let's get you de-glowed!"\n\nYou follow her into the other room, which is a sort of drab thing made of different textures of metal, rectangular and with about half of it taken up by the showers, which are just one long thing with three round heads above. You also notice that the alcove has no sign of anything resembling a privacy divider. The rest of the area is sort of like a mini locker room, but instead of lockers there's octagonal chests on shelves. Hara pulls one down, a soft <i>whm</i> noise sounding as she lifts it off the shelf, then swings the top open after setting it on one of the short benches. "Okay, everything you can take off goes in here!"\n\nNodding sheepishly, you hesitate a little before pulling off your shirt and tossing it into the box, Hara nudging it in properly while touching it as little as possible. You do the same for your shoes and socks, unable to help your eyes wandering towards Hara every so often. Everyone around here dresses so... provocatively... either with those super-tight suits or Kowsumi with her open-sided thing. Still, none of them are as... <i>thoroughly</i> equipped as Hara is and it's definitely distracting. Though you're distracted from the distraction as you realize you're down to your pants... and the key is attached to them. Your key home. You hesitate, eyeing the chain you used to fasten it.\n\nApparently Hara reads your hesitation differently and gives you an amused smile. "What, don't have a lot of thirdsexes on Earth?"\n\n"H-huh?! ... Oh, um... I guess not?" you venture, your face going a bit red as you try not to let that make you look at her crotch again. Or her chest for that matter. "I mean I've never really met one. ... at least not as, um... obvious?"\n\n"You'll get used to it, no worries. You also oughtta learn that modesty's not a big thing on a ship this small. These flight suits are great for utility after all, and everyone gets pretty used to everyone else being practically naked. Soooo, into the box with the pants," she adds with a snicker, pointing.\n\n"... Right." Still blushing, you undo your jeans and push them and your underwear down, struggling against the urge to cover yourself once you've stuffed them in the box. Somehow doing that after specifically being called out for "too much" modesty feels more embarrassing than having your naked body on display. Instead you turn and hurry over to the shower, facing mostly towards one wall. You can hear Hara closing the case and putting it back, then some beeps once she's walked over to the shower panel. You jump just a little as the showerhead above starts issuing forth a sort of thin goo... thicker than water but you guess thinner than you'd typically think of "slime" being. Sort of like watered-down shower gel or something... in fact it's even that sort of translucent green color a lot of those are. \n\nYou were kind of hoping Hara would step out of the room while you were showering, but she definitely seems to be serious about not being bothered by nudity and instead settles to lean against the wall, not so much watching you as just relaxing in your vicinity. "Make sure you get everywhere," she adds breezily as she examines her nails.\n\nNodding and continuing to do your best to seem just as casual, you start rubbing the thin, warm goo all over yourself. ... Which gets a little more embarrassing once you start realizing that its warmth and consistency makes it embarrassingly similar to something else warm and gooey you have some personal experience with creating. Rubbing that all over yourself, working it into your skin, is even more squirm-inducing knowing you're being watched over by your very well-hung new captain. Especially since you catch her idly fondling herself a few times, squeezing the bulge of her cock through her suit or toying with one of her nipples the way some people might tug their earlobe or scratch their cheek. Eesh, they really are pretty much shameless here, huh?\n\nEventually Hara reaches over and changes the shower to regular water, prompting you to rinse off, and then changes it again to a stream of air that dries you off fairly quickly... well, mostly, you're still a tad damp, sort of like how one of those air dryers in restaurant bathrooms never get your hands 100% dry no matter how much you try. You step out, expecting Hara to explain how to work the suit dispenser thingy, only for your eyes to widen as she instead starts unzipping the front of her suit, her fuzzy white breasts pushing the folds of it out. "Okay, let's fuck!" she chirps.\n\n"W-what?!" you squeak.\n\n"I mean c'mon, you've been looking so much, right?" Hara replies cheerfully as she pulls the suit open and shrugs out of it, pink-nippled furry tits wobbling as she gets it off her arms and then pushes it down, her pale white humanlike cock (somehow just a bit more streamlined, despite being plenty long and thick) springing free as she gets it down over her hips. "Normally I might wait a little while to fuck you, but we've got some time now so may as well get the first one out of the way!"\n\n"Wait whoa whoa!" you yelp, waving your hands. "I'm, I'm not into... I'm not into dicks!"\n\n"... Oh?" Hara blinks, honestly seeming confused by the very concept. Then her eyes track downward to your own crotch.\n\nGlancing down, you blush and clap your hands over your own cock, which has gone just a bit hard. "Th-that's just the water and being naked and stuff! I'm completely straight, I don't like dicks and I don't want to be fucked!"\n\n"Hmmmm." Hara seemingly turns that over in her head, tapping at her lower lip as she considers. Then she smiles and holds up her finger, her cock giving a little twitch as she does. "Tell you what, I'm really great at explaining things, I bet you I can convince you otherwise inside of two minutes."\n\n"Yeah, not gonna happen," you mutter, frowning.\n\nSeventy-five seconds later you're on your back on the floor, your legs pushed forward to put you in full mating press position, your eyes rolled up a bit and tongue jutting out some as Hara's cock pounds down into your ass rapidly, her tits jiggling above your face. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes fuck me fuck me!"\n\n"Never met a cute straight boy yet that I couldn't turn into a cock-craving little slut in under three minutes," Hara declares in that same cheerful tone with just a hint of smug, her hands gripping your calves and holding you in position as she bunny-pounds you, her hips working rapidly and her furry white balls slapping against you. "'Don't like cock', psh, you all fucking love cock!"\n\n"Oh fuck your cock is so fucking good yes," you whimper, your own incredibly stiff prick smearing pre on your stomach as Hara pistons into your previously virgin ass. Even as you yourself are pushed over the edge, firing thick ropes of cum over your belly, chest, and throat, your ass clenching around Hara's cock, she doesn't actually stop thrusting, continuing to fuck you until your eyes roll up further and your tongue lolls out completely.\n\nShe does stop after a while, though, but only to pull out of you and haul you over and up onto all fours, pushing back into your ass as you moan eagerly. Leaning in above you, those ultra soft-furred tits pressing against your back, she murmurs in your ear as she starts rabbit-pounding you again, "Guess what, guess what? Balls are touching," she teases, giggling as her large furry white balls indeed slap against your smooth ones, driving home just how deep and hard she's fucking you. "That's the intergalactic symbol for you being a little gayboi cockslut now!"\n\nThe only reply you can come up with is a moan, your body rocking back against her thrusts, fucking yourself against her through no deliberate thought of your own, just some awakened need to be bred by this wicked, confident, lewd top of a futa. You can't even deny that your moans sound slutty and wanting as she pounds into your ass, your cock soon starting to twitch and fire more, if smaller, ropes of cum out and onto the floor, this time starting to go a bit limp afterwards, swaying and jiggling beneath you as her still steel-hard prick pounds your ass.\n\nFinally Hara pulls out of you again, this time letting you slump down before rolling you onto your back and moving up to your head. Your mouth was open already as you tried to catch your breath, but you instinctively stick your tongue out as she starts stroking yourself, the first heavy spurt of her cum hitting mostly in your mouth. She continues firing streamers of thick white cream across your face and into your mouth, leaving you laying their shivering and swallowing as she gets up.\n\n"See? Good to get it out of the way first thing so we all know what's what," Hara says cheerfully as she starts pulling her suit back on. She pauses with it zipped halfway up and lets out a soft 'hmmm'. "Though I suppose speaking of 'what's what', we need to decide what role you're gonna have here on the ship."\n\n"Um... yeah?" you say distantly.\n\nHara snickers, then finishes zipping up and helps you to your feet, urging you back into the shower and turning the water on. "Well even if you decide you want to leave at the next port, you do have to make yourself useful somehow. You're eating food, drinking water, and costing hyperfuel, so gotta put something back towards it."\n\n"O-oh." You nod as you start washing off the fresh layer of sweat... and cum. "I guess that's fair."\n\n"Mm-hm." Once you're rinsed off, Hara activates the dryer again before grinning. "Well, I guess you could just be the ship's 'gopher', doing whatever needs doing at the moment, you've shown some aptitude for that so far. Plus I imagine it will allow you to, y'know... get to know everyone," she adds with a suggestive wink, making you blush again. Then she smirks, rubbing her chin. "Orrrrr... I could make you my personal cabin boy! ... Well, more a cabin girl, let's admit," she corrects, eyes twinkling as your face goes red again. "Lighter duty, more security, and of course getting fucked silly by yours truly at least once a day." Then she shrugs, smiling easily as if it were all the same to her. "Your choice, of course!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Gopher.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[... cabin girl...|QOKeys]]

Maybe direct is for the best. After all you want to get this set in motion. Once you give Sarah a good thorough fucking, she'll probably be more inclined to get her satisfaction that way on a regular basis, and can otherwise get back to being good with her marriage. You spend awhile pondering just where you might get the chance to pounce her, various images flitting through your head... and having a bit of an effect, as you can feel your cock swelling a little in your sheath. Your tail thumps against the wall as well, since both you and Bull apparently find the idea of Sarah on all fours moaning as you make her your bitch a good one.\n\nYour ears perk up as you hear movement from the kitchen... Sarah getting up and heading down the hallway. You rise to your feet and pad after her once you hear her on the stairs... not too quickly, you don't want her feeling followed. Indeed, you wait until she's gone all the way upstairs and into her and your master, er, her husband's room before gallumphing up the stairs yourself. Making sure to step softly so your tags won't jingle, you peek around the corner of the door. Sarah is just finishing tossing her bikini onto the bed, before she straightens up and starts unbuttoning her jeans. Ooo, she's going for a swim! This is quite likely to give you a good opportunity!\n\nNormally, of course, you'd be so embarrassed at the thought of peeping on a woman getting undressed that you'd scamper off in shame. Now that you're a cherub... inhabiting a dog... you apparently have no such compunctions, simply staying where you are and enjoying the sight of Sarah's lacy purple underwear, snug up against her plump pussy and riding her full hips, as she peels the jeans down and steps out of them. The panties are the next to go, baring her smooth crotch (a quick mental check of the research journal says she took to shaving in an attempt to see if that stirred your master's interest... nnnope, dumb bastard). She turns around and bends over to retrieve the items, flashing her big, round ass and pussy at you, and you almost decide to rush in and jump on her then and there. But no, she'd be far too likely to get knocked sprawling and out of position, and probably not enjoy herself much after that even if you did. Which means you need to get her on all fours from the start... hm, but how? Actually, the more you think about it, the chances of her getting on all fours all on her own <i>while</i> wearing nothing that will get in your way <i>and</i> you being there when it happens all together seems pretty slim. Dang, is this plan doomed to fail from the start.\n\nSuddenly Sarah freezes in place, not even breathing. You blink, then turn your head and almost go skittering backwards at the sight of Kariel hovering in midair nearby. "Problem?"\n\nYou stare at her for a moment, then reply "Wurf." Which means, 'My plan has hit a bit of a snag, I'm not sure how to get her into position as a dog. Also, are you spying on me?'\n\n"Angels are watching all the time, it's less spying and more voyeuring, or in your case monitoring since I'm supposed to be mentoring you. As to the issue, hmmmm..." Kariel rubs her chin. "Yeah, Bull was rated as a good chance to keep Sarah satisfied and in the marriage... after all, he belongs to her husband, all the more reason to stay together. And the sooner she starts getting satisfied the sooner we can be sure the mission is working. Can you just not come up with any good probability nudges...?"\n\nYou blink. "Hwoo?" 'Probability nudge? What the heck is a probability nudge?'\n\n"Pft, I'm such a derp," the redhead groans, thumping her palm against her forehead. "I didn't even explain that! Yeah, it's something a lot of angels like us who work on Earth can do. You can cause little blips in chance and happenstance that help you get the results you want, no matter what host you're in. It's especially useful when you wind up in something with no thumbs, dig?" she adds, holding her hands up and wiggling her own thumbs.\n\n"Bff." 'Yeah, would've been good to know that. Well if that's the case I think I can come up with something, then!'\n\n"Good good, I'll let you get to it, then!" Kariel grins brightly, then flits over and leans down, surprising you with the feel of her pert breasts rubbing on your fur as she reaches below you to give your sheath a squeeze, and then a slow rub before sliding back to fondle your balls. It's very obviously not her first time, and in seconds your glistening red canine cock has fully unsheathed and is jutting below your belly. "Ooo, it's really big! You sure picked a good one for your first assignment, rookie! Have fun!" Then there's a light flutter and she's gone.\n\nYou let out a chuff of breath. Whew, workplace molestation is apparently pretty common for cherubs! Good thing you're hoping to put this thing to use pretty much immediately! You resume your position peeking into the room, and see that Sarah is very slowly resuming motion. Looks like the timestop your overseer put into place is gradually wearing off. Alright, two things to use your ability to manipulate chance and probability come to mind.\n\n<hr>\n[[Make Sarah randomly get really sleepy.|ChJa]]\n\n[[Manipulate the motion of her panties.|ChJa2x4]]

Well heck. Zero pregnancy risk, very little chance of either party blabbing, and Sarah won't even have to leave the house to get her fix (thus also avoiding chances of hotel receipts or something being found). You guess there's a slightly higher chance of being caught, but you'll have to do your best to manage that. You hope that as an angel, you may be slightly better at managing risk than a dog. You close the book and go floating through the house until you find where the dog, Bull, is laying flopped on one of the heating vents. Despite the name he's not any variety of dog with 'bull' in it, but rather a large, rather regal-looking German Shepherd. Probably would have been pretty intimidating to you when you were human, but now at least he can't bother you.\n\nThen you erk and flit back in midair a bit as he raises his head and looks right at you. His head tilts, one ear flopped a bit, clearly seeing you from the way his eyes focus. "Uh... hey, boy," you try, waving a little. At his soft 'boof' of response, you clear your throat. "Um, listen, I'm an angel. So you get I'm here to do good things, right?" His head tilts the other way and he gives another low 'boof', as if not sure whether he wants to start barking and trying to chase you away. "... Okay, cards on the table, I'm here to make sure that Sarah is happy." His head perks at that, tail starting to wag a little. Oh good. Well, honesty is working, so. "Basically... she needs to get laid. And I'd like to use you to do it."\n\nThat makes his flopped ear perk up even more, and his tail start wagging much faster. Oho. Taking that as permission, you tilt forward and let yourself fall towards him. A moment later you find yourself looking out at the world from his position. It's a little weird... you're aware of his field of vision with more limited colors, but you're also picking up the kind of brighter and more thorough view of the world you've had since becoming an angel. It's easy enough to get to your feet, all four of them, and pad around the room, tags jingling and nails clicking just a bit. No issues with control, and you're vaguely aware that Bull is fully welcoming of you and eager to cooperate. Gotta wonder if he's been wishing for a chance to mount his master's "bitch" for awhile now.\n\nHm, speaking of which, you guess it's time to put those supposed cherub instincts to work figuring out how best to, well, get Sarah riding the red rocket. You settle back down on the heating vent (look, it's comfy, okay? the dog can't exactly put on a sweater when it's cold out) to consider. Three options come to mind as you start turning over the issue. You can take the [[long and slow|ChJa]] approach, basically gradually strengthening the bond of affection between Sarah and Bull until the idea occurs to her all on its own. You could take the [[temptation|ChJa]] approach where you find an opportunity to give Sarah some major, obvious temptation that she could act on almost immediately. Or... and you're a little shocked that this really seems like a viable option, but apparently she just comes off as that in need of a good hard dicking... you can find an opportunity to [[just mount her and fuck her|ChJa2x3]]. It's probably just a question of which you think is best, since any of them seem, to your mind, like they'd probably result in her being sexually satisfied at the appropriate time.

"I guess I may as well get used to some of the odder jobs that will come with this," you say a little wryly. "So I'll take the married woman." \n\n"Gotcha! Here y'go, mission book," Kariel explains as she plucks a little red journal out of thin air and holds it out to you. "Got pretty much everything you need to know in there. Just focus on it, it should pop you right over to her."\n\nNodding, you take the book in both hands, and stare down at it. Your eyes snap closed as everything suddenly blurs, a faint rushing feeling surrounding your body as your wings flutter. When you peek them open, you find yourself standing on tile in an extremely nice kitchen, with a woman standing nearby sitting at the table, sipping from a mug of tea and reading a magazine, and apparently completely unaware of the naked, winged teenager now in the room with her. Unable to help yourself, you walk over and wag a hand in front of her eyes to no effect, while taking the opportunity to examine her. Dark hair down past her shoulders, almost violet eyes, little beauty mark on one side of her chin, probably very early thirties if you had to guess, wearing a long-sleeved black shirt and snug jeans that show off a full-breasted, curve-hipped figure. (A glance outside shows that there's snow on the ground. Obviously not <i>exactly</i> the time you left Earth.) \n\nShrugging, you hop up to sit on the edge of the table, somehow not flinching at the feel of cool wood on your bare ass and pussy... or that you're sitting naked in a stranger's kitchen. You start looking through the book, which gives a brief summary of Sarah Anderson here's life. Married a great guy a few years ago, but after the first year or so of marriage he became much more focused on work, and much less interested in sex. (Seriously? With her? How jaded with married sex do you have to be?) As a result, even though she still loves him, over time she's become more frustrated and unhappy, and all her hints and urges to him to do things to do things to help have fallen on deaf ears and been met with excuses that he needs to be a good provider, so she's thinking of leaving him, despite his wealth and their connection otherwise. Apparently they need to still be together in ten years, so you've got to provide her with some other form of satisfaction.\n\nThe mission book does at least give you a list of suggestions of targets you could possess to provide her with an ongoing source of extramarital sex and affection. The first offering is [[a confirmed bachelor|ChJa]] she's due to cross paths with at a store later if no other interference occurs. ... Not that sort of confirmed bachelor. But apparently he's kind, charming, and utterly uninterested in relationships. Possibly the perfect person to keep such a relationship on the down-low.\n\nAnother is [[a high school boy|ChJa]] who lives in the neighborhood. Well, that would be familiar territory for you, at least, even if the rest of it (like seducing a woman) is pretty unfamiliar. The summary for him indicates that he's aiming for a local college, too, so no need to worry about only having a couple of years around.\n\nYou raise an eyebrow as you see that the next suggestion on the list is [[a high school girl|ChJa4x1]] who lives a few doors down. You glance at the still unaware Sarah and can't help but snicker a little. Well, that would be new territory for both of you, apparently, but it seems like Heaven thinks it would work, so who are you to argue? This particular girl has no college plans, either, plus no marriage-threatening pregnancy risk, so even better.\n\nYou stare as you come to the last suggestion in the mission journal... [[the family dog|ChJa2x2]]. Specifically, it's Sarah's husband's dog that he had since before they were married. Apparently quite the amiable creature, Sarah likes him well enough, but apparently lately has been a bit annoyed that she feels like the dog gets more physical contact than she does, even if it's the entirely innocent kind. It would seem that one option is for you to arrange some of the less innocent kind between her and him.

"Society, I guess."\n\n"Ah good, social change, this section is Doctor Horrible approved," Maya quips with a grin as she flips through a few pages. "Alright, got a few options here... '[[To Maek of Tings Intamite Mozt Cazyl|QOBook19x1]]', '[[To Inntegret Teh Fureen|QOBook18x2]]', aaaand '[[To Maek All Be Ut Pese|QOBook]]'."\n\n"It's even more gibberish-y than usual," you note, wrinkling your nose.\n\n"Yeah it's kind of weird, there's no real like consistency or anything," Maya murmurs, frowning briefly at the book... then smirking at you as she raises it and wiggles it in your direction. "Maybe whoever wrote it was going maaAAaaaAAad!"\n\nYou poke your tongue out a little at her, then sigh. "Let's do something else."\n\n"Nah, nah, we've come this far! G'wan, pick one!"

Hm, well, you are a cherub, you feel like you should do a little more to spread the love than just spread the fucking. Leaving Hera to complete her preparations for the day, you walk out through the door (as in literally through it) while continuing to browse your mission book.\n\nIt has four suggestions for other people in the IAM and aboard the massive ship you're on now that would make good hookups for Hera. One is a [[Tiaminian|ChJa]]... in short, a dragon-man. Very nonhuman, so certainly capable of breaking down those barriers... and very masculine, to hit Hera right in her preferences for men. He'd be a good choice for making Hera see that her attraction and preferences in men can bypass species barriers.\n\nAnother is a [[Bedurian|ChJa]], suggested because they're short, nonthreatening, and, well... highly resemble teddy bears. Utterly nonthreatening and with a high sense of "cute" appeal (while still being apparently very capable lovers for most species), this choice would be good for making Hera feel comfortable and safe, hopefully making it all the easier for her to eventually feel comfortable experimenting.\n\nSpeaking of experimenting, looks like girls are also on the menu for the otherwise human-preferential and male-preferential Hera. There's a [[Meshton|ChJa]], chosen specifically because they look almost identical to humans... except they're taller and have an extra pair of arms (and in the case of females, an extra pair of breasts). Their cultures are very similar too, meaning that she and Hera would have more in common than they had different, but the obvious difference would help break down the barrier if you got them together for a fling.\n\nFrom the opposite approach is a [[Lilitina|ChJa]]... an all-female race with a distinctly nonhuman appearance. Their resemblance to a lot of cultures' concept of demons, their empathic abilities that focus on what make others feel aroused and pleasured, and their resulting casual and open attitude towards sex has drawn a lot of comparisons to succubi, and earned them a number of rather denigrating racial slurs like "succheads". Still, if you were looking for someone to give Hera a very thoroughly positive experience with an obvious alien, the Lilitina is just about perfect.

Going to visit the future sounds pretty cool. This job also sounds pretty straightforward... all you have to do is make sure that the target gets fucked by something nonhuman and likes it. You get in, you get her laid, you get out, you go on to another mission, bada-bing-bada-boom. Focusing on the name 'Hera Starlock' in the journal, your wings give a little flap and off you go. This time it's not <i>quite</i> as instantaneous as the other times you've flitted about as an angel... there's about a second of something not unlike the Star Trek warp drive effect of stars flashing around you at high speed. But then you find yourself standing in a small room... looks sort of like a high-tech dorm room, but from the faint vibration through your bare soles you think you're on some sort of starship. The room is fairly neat and tidy, just a little bit of a mess, and its occupant is currently standing naked near the open storage area on one wall and brushing her hair.\n\nAt this point, not much of your old shyness or embarrassed nature is left, so you take a moment to give her an appreciative once-over (kinda short, but big boobs, nice hair, purple eyes) before you start reading over the briefing in the book. Hera is a transfer to something called the Interstar Alliance Military, a division called the Scouts, from the Terran Alliance Navy. She's apparently had only very light brushes with aliens over the years despite humanity having had contact with aliens for quite some time... the briefing indicates she's not quite a <i>bigot</i>, she doesn't hate or despise aliens, but she does heavily prefer humans and finds aliens and nonhumans unsettling at best. Which is apparently a bit of a problem since at a point a handful of years down the line, she's destined to meet, fall in love with, and have Very Important offspring with an alien. You don't know whether that's a cherub's responsibility or not, but apparently your job here and now is to make sure that she has at least the edge of her prejudice blunted by having some positive (or at least enjoyable) encounters with alien species.\n\nThe two options the book suggests are to possess Hera herself and [[just get her fucked|ChJa]], straightforward and direct. Or you could possess [[one of her new coworkers|ChJa2x7]] and try to seduce her, which might take a little longer but give her a little more to build that future relationship on. You glance up as Hera finishes donning her uniform and takes a moment to close the container door and activate the mirrorscreen on the other side to check herself over.\n\n<img src=https://i.imgur.com/0J1gL1M.jpg?1>\n\nLooks like she's ready to begin the day, so are you?

Sarah keeps her distance for the rest of the day, avoiding you while you lay peacefully on your air vent, warmed by both it and the afterglow of a job well done. Obviously she mentions nothing to her husband when he gets home... instead, she spends most of the evening urging him to make love to her that night. Once they're both in there and the door is closed, you slip up and listen in, doggy ears perking. Sarah's enthusiastic noises seem... particularly fake to you. She seems to be trying to convince herself more than her husband, as you hear no particular enthusiasm from him.\n\nThe next morning Sarah looks rather frustrated and huffy... looks like your master couldn't do the job. She still keeps her distance from you, but whenever she does pass she glances at you rather furtively, eyes drawn between your hind legs, before she blushes and yanks her gaze away. That's how it goes for the rest of the day, especially once your master calls to say he'll be late. When he returns he announces that he's tired and grabbed some fast food on the way home, and promptly falls into bed and goes to sleep. The next morning Sarah seems more fidgety and nervous than before, and wanders into the room to glance at you again and again. Eventually not long after noon, she breaks down, calling on you to follow her and heading upstairs. There she peels out of her pants and settles shakily to all fours, giving her full ass a wiggle towards you, and then a reflexive yelp as you leap up onto her back and thrust into her. But soon she's moaning and whimpering beneath you, her sodden, eager pussy clenching around your glistening red cock as you once again make her your bitch.\n\nSomething like that pattern repeats for the next few months. At first, immediately after getting a good hard doggy-dicking, Sarah will coax her husband into fucking her too, apparently hoping that he'll outperform you and she can go back to just craving him. But he never manages to make her get off once, to judge by things, let alone the multiple times you make her cream every time you fuck her. After only a few weeks she stops trying that, but she still usually spends a day or two semi-avoiding you in guilt afterwards. But she always breaks down, and soon you're being pulled into the bathroom, or the bedroom, or the guest room.\n\nBut over time her resistance more and more gradually breaks down. At first, it's that she stops spending those days wracked with guilt between your encounters, and instead every day she hauls off her bottoms and lets you leap onto her back to pound her pussy and pump it full of dog cum. Then it's that she stops being so dilligent about pulling you away into some private area and locking the door, and instead is more willing to fuck you wherever she finds you when the urge for a good fuck strikes, whether that's the living room or pool area or back yard. In fact some mornings she can barely wait to see your master's car pull out of the driveway and disappear down the street from the kitchen window, before she's shoving her jeans around her knees and getting on all fours, moaning eagerly at the feel of your big dog dick slamming inside her.\n\nThe years pass, with you looking at Sarah as your horny bitch in heat, and Sarah looking at you as her favorite sex toy. She seems content enough, though, and if your master ever suspects the reason that his wife has stopped bothering him for sex, he doesn't let on. One day, you find yourself abruptly blurring through the air, and standing once more on a fluffy cloud... on two legs, no less. You blink, focusing on Kariel in front of you. "What happened?"\n\n"The ten years are up! Whatever is going to happen that needed the conditions met will happen, and you're not needed anymore. We can just let things take care of themselves, now."\n\n... Huh. A little abrupt, but you guess that's just the way it is sometimes. Still, you doubt that Sarah and Bull will stop fucking like mad any time soon. "So, I did okay?"\n\n"A very direct and kind of unsubtle job, but hey, there's nothing wrong with that. As long as the mission's completed, right?" Kariel winks at you, then reaches out to pat your butt. "You did fine. I think you're going to make a very serviceable cherub and are ready to start picking and guiding your own jobs from the available roster completely. Got your notebook?" Once you realize you do in fact have the red book she handed you before, she continues. "That will always have the info you need in it."\n\nYou open it up, flipping through the pages and pausing briefly. "What's this here? That says '<b>Cherub Jamiel</b> end - <i>Addicted to Puppy Love</i>'?"\n\n"Oh, that, those get put in sometimes, kind of a line break between jobs. No clue who comes up with 'em, they're sort of like a kind of obtuse performance review I guess. Anyway, whenever you're ready, you can [[pick some other mission|ChJaMissions1]] to run."

As Sarah fully resumes motion, she gives her jeans and panties a light toss towards a nearby chair. The jeans you leave alone, allowing them to describe the shallow arc she intended and land in the chair. Those pretty purple panties, however, you give a nudge to come loose and go tumbling downward, flumping on the ground and managing to go right under the chair itself. "Darnit," Sarah grumbles. A little extra nudge increases the probability that she'll decide to deal with it now rather than waiting until later, and she walks over to the chair. She first tries to snag them with her toes, but when she realizes they're too far under, she sighs and gets down onto her knees, leaning forward onto one hand and angling her still-clad upper body down low as she reaches.\n\nPerfect! Seizing the opportunity, you hurry forward, immediately leaping up and onto her back. Sarah yelps in shock at your weight suddenly settling onto her, bucking a bit as you shift your forelegs and wrap them securely around her midriff, claws catching a little in the fabric of her shirt. "Bull! What are you doing?!" she cries, lifting herself up and bracing one hand, reaching back to push at your head with the other. Undeterred, you shift your lower half, giving your hips a few light thrusts. Sarah yelps again as your cock pokes at her, her eyes going wide. "Don't! Don't you <i>dare</i>!" she practically squeaks in outrage. Despite her demands, both your canine smell and your cherub senses tell you how much her needy, frustrated body is reacting to a dominant, aroused male presence.\n\nWhen you find the mark and thrust in, her pussy is practically dripping around you, and squeezes around your glistening dog dick just as eagerly as it ever has around a human one. Sarah cries out at the feeling of being penetrated, a mingling of shock, shame, and pleasure as her shamefully eager married cunt accepts her husband's pet's prick. Thoroughly encouraged, you wiggle forward a bit on her back, squeezing her middle with your forelegs as you begin to thrust, pumping your large cock into her faster, deeper, more eagerly, making her tits jiggle under her shirt with the impact of your furry hips on her generous ass.\n\n"No... no, Bull, stop, b-bad boy," Sarah gasps out, the effect somewhat ruined by the little moans that slip out with some of the words, her eyes slipping closed as she clenches her fingers in the carpet, her body shuddering a bit beneath you as her pussy squeezes snugly around your prick in complete betrayal of what she's saying.\n\n'Oh, shut up and enjoy being a bitch, bitch,' you think smugly. Actually, you're pretty sure that thought came from Bull more than you, but maybe it's just both of you at that point. In fact, you're pretty sure the urge to start beastfucking her even faster, making her give out a loud gasp and start moaning even more, comes from Bull too. Eh, who cares, for the moment you're one and the same.\n\n"Oh, oh fuck, oh God," Sarah whimpers, obviously struggling to hold back. But then she's whimpering like a proper bitch as she cums, soaking the fur of your balls as she orgasms from being doggy-raped. Of course, you're not going to stop there... your master has been woefully neglecting his poor horny bitch, and now you're going to breed her good and proper! Panting happily in her ear, and feeling smug about the way that makes her shiver in a mixture of arousal and shame, you just continue fucking her all the way through her orgasm and into the next. You can hear her breath catch as she feels something starting to thump against her plump, sodden pussylips with every thrust. You wonder, does the needy bitch even know about knots? Well, she soon will!\n\nIndeed, several minutes later Sarah gives a long, almost canine yowl of her own as you slam forward hard enough to shove your knot inside her, the thick ball of flesh rapidly swelling even larger and locking inside of her as you begin flooding her with your cum. Sarah trembles underneath you, whimpering and whining as she gets bred <i>properly</i> for the first time, her tongue poking out a bit. "Oh... oh God... a dog's cumming in me... a dog's cumming in me...!" It might be cherub senses, or just canine intuition, but you're absolutely certain that the rest of that is 'And I love it!'\n\nYou continue to pant in her ear, occasionally giving your hips a wiggle to hear her whimper and feel her pussy clench around you at the way that makes your knot shift around inside her. Eventually though you can feel your knot deflate enough that you can pull back, your cock popping back out of her and dropping out amidst a gush of canine cum, leaving her pussy smeared and gaping slightly. You slip off her back and pad away, leaving Sarah slumped against the chair and trying to catch her breath. She glances at you, violet eyes showing mingled fury, embarrassment, and lust, to which you respond with a big doggy grin and tailwagging. After a moment, she glances around, then apparently decides to make for the bed. She turns and raises up a little bit, but her legs are apparently still shaky, and she quickly drops back to all fours... ass jutting towards you again.\n\n'Oh, well, if you insist,' you think smugly as you once again leap up onto her back and wrap your forearms around her middle.\n\n"W-wha?!" Sarah squeaks, before moaning loudly as you thrust back into her already well-fucked pussy, hitting your mark on the first try this time. This time around her only attempts to stop you are a half-heartedly set of protesting, "Oh, oh, oh, Bull, nnnh, unh," vocalizations, but there's not a single shove or struggle as you make your master's wife your bitch for a second time. Instead after that first time you can feel her pussy shuddering and squeezing around your pumping puppy prick in orgasm, she actually starts rocking back against you some, her whimpering getting louder and more enthusiastically pleasured as you fuck her. Her eyes roll up some as you pump into her, furry hips impacting her big ass and making it jiggle, and her little "nnnhs" and "nos" gradually turn to "hnng!" and "yes" as your knot starts slapping against her. It pushes in much sooner this time, and with a tug you pop it back out, making her yowl as she starts cumming hard. You pop your knot in and out of her spasming, gushing cunt a few more times before shoving it in and letting it lock into her, Sarah moaning shamelessly now, sliding a hand between her legs to alternately frig her clit and fondle your cum-soaked furry sack all through you being tied with her.\n\nLooks like you've definitely got this bitch hooked.\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|ChJa2x5]]

Yeah... yeah, you wanna go further! You wanna be lewder! You wanna go as far as you can!\n\nEr... but how?\n\nAnd then, as if yet again magically answering your thought, there's a rustling from beside you that makes you jump and look to the side... a dog. On the big side, some sort of mixed-breed to look at his mingled brown and black coat, his features not indicative of any particular breed other than that he's very "dog", wearing a blue collar with several jingling tags on it, the front one a familiar-looking leering purple shape. His ears perk up at the sight of you, his tail wagging, and then he leans down to sniff at some of your cum in the grass. ... And you can see his big, glistening red cock starting to slide out of its sheath beneath him, practically dripping onto the grass as well.\n\n... Yeah fuck it.\n\nThe dog's ears perk again and he looks at you as you shuffle forward a bit before sinking down onto your knees and then your hands, leaving what you hope is plenty of room behind you but with the trees still concealing you. You take a deep breath, then reach back with one hand and pluck the thong back of your panties out of the cleft of your ass and pull them aside, revealing your pucker. You want to say 'here boy!' or 'up!' or something, but your impulse is to keep your voice off of the video. So instead you just wag your ass, hoping that you're doing enough of a job acting like a bitch in heat that he gets the idea.\n\nHis whole head lifts with the earperk this time, his body going entirely still, before his tail gives a back-and-forth wag. He pads around behind you, giving you another look at that big canine cock and his heavy black-furred balls in passing before he's behind you. Your impulse-driven brain is briefly left in a state of knowing... will he sniff you? Lick you? Or just... go right to it?\n\nThe last turns out to be true as with a suddenness that makes you gasp loudly he hurls himself up and onto your back, his forelegs wrapping around you as his hips immediately begin thrusting, jabbing and stroking that big pointed prick up against you a few times. But only a few before he seems to instinctively pause and give a little wiggle that helps him settle it into place, that point nudging inside your pucker, before he thrusts in hard and immediately starts fucking you.\n\nIt's everything you can do not to cry out, clenching your teeth together tightly to keep quiet and instead just making a little "mmmhhnnn!" through noise through your mask as your eyes roll and your body trembles. The dog clearly saw you as the bitch in heat you were trying to act like and is now eager to breed you, pounding his cock into you hard, furry balls swinging forward to slap against your smooth ones. You just lost your real-world virginity, and it was to a dog! The very thought actually makes you cum from your ass a little, your hole clenching tightly around that smooth, stroking spear of a schlong.\n\nHis hard fucking drives you forward, and you wind up dropping down to your elbows, your shirt sliding up to show off your bra entirely. Your ass is kept in the air though by the dog's forelegs wrapped around your middle, his paws pressed to your belly, claws pricking here and there at the lace of your garter belt. He's panting and wuffing in apparently puppy ecstasy as he does his level best to breed your ass, the tags of his collar jingling merrily right above your head.\n\n"Haunterrrr! Hey, Haunterrrr!" calls a young woman's voice.\n\nYour ass clenches again, this time in shock. Oh gawd, she's not even that far off! And you can feel the dog... Haunter obviously... give a sort of perk and lift, the jingle of his tags saying he turned his head to look. But the call of his owner apparently isn't stronger than the desire to breed the boibitch currently under him, since he quickly resumes fucking you. Now you can feel something round and swollen smacking against your pucker, driving against it steadily more desperately. Your cock, which had gone about half-limp after your first orgasm and the (in reality) unaccustomed feel of a big fat prick pounding away in your ass, had been gradually stiffening back up, and now at the new sensation goes almost painfully stiff, shifting from wiggling and wobbling between your legs to bouncing up and down, almost smacking against your belly.\n\n"Haunter! Heeeey, Haunterrrrr!" calls the voice, getting closer.\n\nYou need to make him cum. You need to make him cum before you get caught, but most importantly you need to make him cum because you need his puppy seed in your ass. You start rocking yourself backward, using some of the slutty motions you did last night in your dream, Haunter letting out loud and even more pleasured-sounding "whuff!" noises. His knot slaps against you hard, stretches you with a slower press, before he pulls out and thrusts forward again. This time the slow press on both your parts is enough, and your ass stretches wide and then takes the thickest part before engulfing the rest, the dog's knot settling inside you as your pucker closes around the base of his prick and he starts to cum.\n\nYou cum at the same time, again just barely muffling yourself, especially since you can hear that call of "Haunterrrrr!" getting gradually closer. Your cock twitches and fires off more long streamers of cum onto your belly and chest, soaking into the lace of your bra and further stimulating your nipples, even as you feel that knot throbbing inside you and the much more steady rush of dog spunk filling your ass. Your eyes roll, making it abundantly clear for the camera how hard you're cumming even if the angle is bad... and you can't help but let out a long, low moan as Haunter wiggles and then swings off your back, going ass-to-ass with you, making you as genuine a bitch as you're going to get.\n\nYou shiver, and pant softly, eyes slowly coming down and focusing on the view of yourself in the camera... and that it's no doubt catching the next call of "Hey, Haunter!" You reach out and hit 'Stop', deciding to leave the audience in suspense as to whether you were caught as the video screen disappears and is replaced by an uploading progress bar, your heart hammering since you don't know yourself.\n\nAt the owner's next call, you can feel Haunter's tail wagging faster... and then you give a loud gasp as he pulls, his now slightly deflated knot managing to pop out, his cock swinging back forward and no doubt already starting to slide back into his sheath as he trots away.\n\n"Oh, Haunter, there you are," the owner's voice says cheerfully. You're too lightheaded and trembling with both aftershock orgasms and excitement to make out any real details, other than that she sounds close. Really close. Maybe just barely inside the treeline. Like if she took two or three steps more, she'd see you there in your pushed-aside clothes and your hot purple lingerie and her dog's cum dripping from your gaping ass down your taint and over your balls. "Wow, you seem a bit excited, what'd you do, find some bitch back there? Well I'm not taking responsibility if you made any puppies, okay?"\n\n"Wurf!"\n\nYou shiver hard at her words, just slumping your head down against the grass, your cock giving one last twitch and firing one last spurt of cum out onto the ground. But after a second you can hear a faint click, like a leash being fastened, and the jingling of Haunter's tags receding into the distance. You're not caught. Which is good, because you're going to need a minute to put your brain back together before you can stand up let alone walk... your legs feel like completely boneless rubber.\n\nBut eventually you're able to get up and pull the panties back into place, blushing as you immediately feel dog cum soaking into the back, and then some of your own as you get them tugged back into place in front. You quickly haul up your pants and get them done back into place, and then reopen your phone's camera to check yourself. You're sweaty, rumpled, and a bit dirty, with your face flushed, but hopefully enough that you only look like you've been blundering around in the woods. You take a deep breath, then take off your mask and do your best to stroll out casually. There's a heart-hammering worry that maybe Haunter's owner is still hanging around just outside the trees and when she sees you she'll immediately put two and two together, but there's no sign of either your canine stud or his (admittedly cute-sounding) owner.\n\nYou head home and slip upstairs mostly unnoticed, with just a quick call back and forth, and head into the bathroom to shower, and to be able to relax behind a locked door for awhile. You strip down, and then give a soft 'tch' as you look over your new bra and panties... both are pretty stained with cum. (The panties with two kinds). The stockings have some grass and dirt on the knees too, but you manage to brush that off with a bit of effort. The garter belt is fine, though you can see a few places in the lace where bits were plucked rather loose by the dog's claws. (You have a few light scratches on your belly too that you didn't notice before. ... Markings of victory, to your still somewhat lust-addled mind.)\n\nAnyway, you get cleaned up and put a little salve on the scratches, hissing softly at the faint sting of them. You consider your lingerie, then decide to find some bags for it (one for the cleaner stuff and one for the dirty) and hide it for now until you can look up how to properly clean it. (This can't be an at all uncommon need.) You feel a little sad getting dressed in your normal clothes and underwear after that, and in the back of your mind start pondering how to make at least your underwear wardrobe more exciting without being caught by your parents... or the guys in the locker room, that's a tough one. Hrm.\n\nIt's soon dinner and you once again play normal around your parents, even daring to just breezily declare that you went for a walk in the park after going to the mall, which your father compliments you for getting out and touching grass (boy did you) and your mother frets a bit and tells you to be careful when walking around town and going to the park because what if some stranger jumped on you (pffff). After that you make sure to profess that you're tired from all the walking and being very very careful and head upstairs, turning off your light and stripping down to flop on the bed.\n\nYou go to check your video on GoingWilder, partly because you want to see what it looks like and partly to see what people are saying. Immediately you can see that it's already highly-rated, and blush a little, but first you watch it. Watching yourself reveal that naughty lingerie, playing with yourself in public, your cock quickly hardens just watching yourself, and you begin stroking your dick while holding your phone with the other hand. It also feels weirdly narcissistic to be jerking off to a video of yourself jerking off, but that too gives it a nice bit of extra zing. Of course you hold off more than the you of the past on the video, shivering just a little at watching yourself cum. But you save it... you know what's coming.\n\nYou watch as the you of the past shuffles forward, and then sees Haunter emerging. It felt like you waffled over it for a really long time, in your memory, but on the video it seems like you practically instantly drop to all fours and start shaking your ass, like you fucked dogs every day at every chance. You don't actually make it through the rest of the video... in fact, you cum about the time you watch your own eyes roll because Haunter slammed his cock into you for the first time. You watch the rest of the video in a light daze before you clean up, then scroll down.\n\nLooks like a lot of the comments are positive... and just like the newly-awakened lewd parts of your brain hoped, a lot of them are sharing their fantasies about wishing they were fucking you, or sucking your cock, or other things. Even the ones that are raging fire and brimstone about you, calling you derisive words and declaring how you're going straight to Hell, have a sort of 'post-nut clarity guilt' tone to them that you pick up on. There's a couple of people complaining about technical details, or the angle in the second part being bad... after all they can't actually see the dog's cock going into you for most of it, just you face-down ass-up with him on your back thrusting away... but even most of those admit that it was obviously spontaneous so not much to be done. (There are still a couple that seem to think you should have stopped everything in the middle and adjusted the camera for their own preferred angle... you guess people are the same no matter what kind of social media they're on.)\n\nAnyway, now that you've uploaded a lewd video yourself, you're allowed to browse the rest of the app's offerings, and start sort of flitting through, halfway looking for ideas on other stuff to do yourself now that you've gone this far. Although that thought makes you pause... and then glance over towards the dream journal.\n\n'Write that you want a dream about picking your new form.'\n\nThat's right... you did all this because you wanted to become... well, a sex demon, like the Switchcubus. Ultra-lewd and confident and feeling intense pleasure. But then... haven't you already done that? Not the sex demon thing, but the becoming lewd and confident and... yeah that orgasm when the dog's knot popped inside you was definitely intense. So if you can keep going like this, well, do you really need to become a demon...? Assuming it was even real, and not just a really weirdly inspirational dream?\n\n<hr>\n[[You want to be a demon!|QOSw2x1]]\n\n[[You're good as you are.|QOSw1x5]]

Mm, magic... you could make <i>lots</i> of trouble with magic!\n\nYou get dressed, once again altering your boring old 'don't notice me' clothes into faintly feminine 'notice me~!' clothes as you do. You trot downstairs, calling a cheery "Going out!" and not bothering to elaborate before you're out the door and down the street, pulling up the text you were sent and selecting the link for the map directions to 'Rowan's Rare Books'. The text also says you should mention Tyrian's name, so you keep that in mind.\n\nIt's one of those little 'tucked away' shops that people love to stalk to get pictures of in just the right light to post on social media (without any acknowledgement of where it is to actually help the place get customers). The sort that looks old and homey and has gilt letters on the window that just say 'Rare & Antique Books'. There's even the requisite cat lolling in the window, deep black with a single splotch of white on its tummy as it rolls over to stretch and yawn at your approach. You give it a little wave, beaming, then open the door and stroll into the interior.\n\nMm, it's nice and cool in here, and there's definitely that great 'old book' smell. (Look you may be a lewd sex demon now but you can still enjoy the simple nonsexual pleasures, okay?) You take a glance around, not immediately seeing anyone behind the ancient-looking counter piled with various stacks of books and other assorted odds and ends, and so head further into the shelves, glancing down and back briefly as the cat hops down out of the window to follow you.\n\nYou soon come upon a tall woman with deep, slightly curly black hair falling down around her shoulders and some down her back, wearing a black silk blouse that's fairly snug against her large breasts, the top few buttons undone to show a bit of cleavage. She's also wearing loose, casual black jeans and boots, the square but still somewhat stylish spectacles perched on her nose giving her an overall look somewhere between 'adult goth' and 'librarian'. She turns towards you at your approach, adjusting her spectacles a bit and showing off deep, brilliant green eyes. Then she grins and undoes the front of her jeans with a single quick motion of her hand, freeing a large half-hard cock to come spilling out towards you.\n\n'Oh, don't mind if I do,' you think cheerfully, immediately going to your knees and resting your hands on her hips as you lean forward, sliding her cock into your mouth as you look up at her. You start bobbing your head in smooth, easy motions, feeling her growing longer and thicker between your lips and against your tongue. You watch her smile luxuriously in a way that's rather like Daddy's, giving her shoulders a similar lazy roll to let her purple wings spread, her tail flitting back and forth through the air.\n\nSomeone else presses up behind you, bare, warm breasts rubbing against your back as a purr thrums near your ear. You turn your eyes to the side, able to make out an anthropomorphized feline face, pretty and covered in black fur with deep amber eyes that twinkle with mischief as hands reach around to undo your jeans. "Myaaa, this one's naughty, loooook," the catwoman giggles as she spreads the front of your little denim shorts open to show the bulging front of your panties.\n\n"Ooo, so he is," the succubus who's obviously Rowan coos, grinning as she starts lightly thrusting her hips to begin fucking your face a bit. "His technique is good too, he's obviously a good little cocksucker," she adds as you moan around hers, partly at the praise and partly at the fact that the catwoman has wrapped her hands around your own and started to stroke and play with it. "You'll have to give it a try too, sweetheart."\n\nThe feline gigglepurrs in your ear again, giving you a little lick on the neck and a last squeeze on your prick before she lets you go and straightens, moving around to stand beside her mistress. That splotch of white is now directly on her crotch, covering a bit of her lower belly and part of her inner thighs, the very human-looking and equally large cock and balls the same pale, porcelain white as the thicker fur surrounding the base of it. You obediently pull your head off of Rowan's cock and turn your head to slide your mouth over her cat's instead, the familiar's purr thrumming and trilling upward as she feels your tongue going to work. "Oooo, he <i>is</i> good!"\n\nYou go back and forth between the two's cocks for awhile, occasionally leaning in to suck a pair of soft, heavy balls, either the pale peach ones of Rowan or the porcelain white ones of her familiar. You can feel both your cock and your asshole twitching in eagerness, a steady stream of pre drooling from the tip of your prick down onto the wood of the floor as the two women's pre mingles all over your tongue and the inside of your mouth.\n\nEventually you open your mouth and direct both of them right up against it, stroking their shafts as Rowan gives low, sweet, eager moans and the cat gives much more animalistic mewls and rumblings. Both of their pricks start twitching and swelling at the same time, firing long ropes of white cream right into your mouth and over your jutting tongue, the different tastes of succubus and cat-familiar mingling together into something genuinely sweet-spicy-savory that very much makes up for you having skipped breakfast.\n\nOnce you've finished swallowing both hefty loads, you obey the unspoken order to rise and turn, bending over a convenient low shelf. As Rowan reaches out to pull down your shorts and panties, you go ahead and relax fully yourself, letting your small wings spread and your tail slide out, since she's apparently confident enough in the shop's privacy to both be revealing hers and letting her familiar assume humanoid form. That causes both the succubus and the cat to go still. "Oh... you're one of us," Rowan says in a mildly surprised tone.\n\n"Mmhmm?" you reply in a slightly curious tone, glancing over your shoulder at her as you wrap your tail around her cock, coiling it and stroking her a bit in encouragement. "Did you think I was human?"\n\n"Well, yes, actually," Rowan says in a rather sheepish tone, even as she 'mms' softly at the stroking. Encouraged indeed, it seems, she moves forward and pushes her prick into your ass, with you giving your own sweet moan and sliding the coils of your tail down closer to the base of it. "I was going to fuck you until your mind broke, then turn your soul into a crystal and your body into a new bar of soap," she adds in a slightly wistful tone as she takes hold of your hips and starts thrusting.\n\n"Oh that <i>does</i> sound like fun," you moan out, bucking your hips a bit. "Sorry to disappoint! I'm Tyrian's, he just made me yesterday."\n\n"Ohhhh, that explains it," Rowan agrees, grinning and giving your ass a quick spank between her thrusts, making you squeal delightedly. "Well, as you must have figured out, I'm Rowan, and this is my familiar-slave-wife, Sweetheart."\n\n"Hiiii~," the catwoman chirps, and then gives a purring moan as you unwind your tail from Rowan's cock to coil it around hers instead, starting to jerk her off with it and tease the hole with the very tip of your spade.\n\n"I'm Jamie, nice to meet you," you answer casually through your slutty moans. Yeah, the only thing better than visiting a beautiful, antique, quaint little bookstore is getting fucked in one, you think with deep delight as Rowan pounds away in you, returning your favor to her familiar by wrapping her own tail around your cock and stroke-squeezing you with it as she does.\n\nOnce both Rowan and Sweetheart have dumped loads in your ass and your own have been cleaned up off the wood, the three of you retire into a little nook, Sweetheart resuming her cat form to loll on your lap, purring as you pet her. Rowan meanwhile is rummaging in a set of shelves in the nook that were behind a locked panel, and pulls out a slender, smallish volume with a soft leather cover. "Here we go, book of various starter-level spells. Your basic stuff like basic alteration of the bodies of mortals, minor memory nudging, handful of sneaking spells, your general entry-level stuff. My compliments to a potential future customer," she adds, proffering it to you.\n\n"Oh, thank you!" you chirp, accepting it and starting to flip through a bit.\n\n"You understand, most of the more potent grimoires I have cost a considerable amount. A single human soul is the cheapest that the better ones go for," she adds. Then she considers, wings giving a small flap and tail flicking before she turns back to the shelf. "I think I've got some loose upper-level spells though. Tell you what, since you're Tyrian's <i>and</i> you were such a good fuck, I'll let you choose one of those to have."\n\n"Oooo, nice! What are they?"\n\n"Let's seeeeee," Rowan murmurs, using her tail to nudge her glasses up as she shuffles through a handful of different small stacks of bound papers. "A [[Shadow Clone|QOMaster]] spell... you'd start out just being able to make one copy of yourself, but as you used it you'd get better and be able to make more. We've got a higher-level [[Memory Alteration|QOMaster]] spell, capable of deeply and thoroughly altering someone's memories to your whim. [[Body Enslavement|QOMaster]] spell, [[Mind Enslavement|QOMaster]] spell..."\n\nYou blink. "Wouldn't enslaving someone's mind, like... already enslave their body?"\n\n"Technically I suppose, but the body enslavement spell lets you give their body more specific commands, you can force them to do things that they couldn't consciously choose to do. Plus the mind enslavement spell marks their soul a bit," she adds, lifting the applicable sheaf of papers and waggling it slightly. "It sort of imprints them on you so you can't trade, sell, or otherwise barter with it. It's more useful if you want loyal, adoring slaves, but not so much if you need to liquidate your assets, as it were."\n\n"Ah, okay, I get it," you reply, nodding evenly, completely unbothered by the idea of enslaving someone and then trading their soul to someone else.\n\n"And I've got..." She pauses, frowning. "What's a high-level transformation spell doing in the pile of freebies?"\n\n"It's 'Poof'," Sweetheart speaks up from your lap.\n\n"Ohhh yeah, right, that explains it." At your curious look, Rowan shrugs. "'[[Poof|QOMaster]]' is a high-level transformation spell, can turn damn near anything into anything, or anyone into anyone, or anyone into anything. The problem with it, if you can call it that, is that it's instantaneous. There's just a little puff of smoke and the change is done. Most of our sorts who want to transform someone want to enjoy watching the process, take in the target's reactions, all that. 'Poof' is therefore in pretty low demand. But it's a nice starter for you, if you want to pick it."

"Um, no offense, 'cause there's nothing wrong with you, but would it be okay if I had like... a butler instead?" you ask uncertainly.\n\nMarina stands and turns, smile never waivering as she bows. "Of course, Master. Mistress Leanna merely assumed that you would prefer a maid, but if a butler is your wish you need only ask. Here, I'll take this away rather than letting it get cold before it can be served," she adds, placing the tea set back on the tray and carrying it out with her, leaving the snacks.\n\nYou settle nervously at the table, then shift a few minutes later at the sound of the door opening. ... Okay Leanna has to be at least a little bit of an anime nerd because the butler not only has perfect 'short hair but with an artful fan of bangs' hairstyle, but his hair's dyed dark blue. He's even wearing a freakin' monocle for extra Extra-ness to his style, with a sharply-cut black suit with gold trim around the jacket lapels, a ribbon-tie, and vest. He's super handsome and slender, and basically screams 'shoujo manga supporting character'.\n\n<img src="images/Nathan.png">\n\n"Good afternoon, Master Jamie, I am Nathan, your personal butler," he says by way of introduction, bowing slightly but the tea service balanced on one hand never so much as shifting. "I shall be attending to all your needs from now on, so should you desire anything at all, feel free to let me know."\n\n"Th-thanks," you say, bobbing your head, trying not to fidget as he comes over and starts to pour you some tea. Which you're not a big fan of but apparently you're rich now so having afternoon tea is a thing you guess you'll have to learn to do.\n\n"Master Jamie, as I pour, may I ask... if it is not too presumptuous... why you requested myself in place of Marina?" Nathan asks pleasantly. "I only ask so that I may, of course, better serve you."\n\n<hr>\n[[You're not entirely comfortable being waited on.|QOLeanna]]\n\n[[Because... you can't talk to girls.|QOLeanna]]\n\n[[... Butlers are hot...|QOLeanna]]

... Fine. If they're willing to sell you, it's not exactly like you want to be their kid anyway. Turning to Leanna, you mutter, "Fine, let's go."\n\nLeanna beams and hops up, snagging you by the hand and leading you back outside without further ado. She seems a little clueless at you being depressed, but you guess that's just how... your new mom... is.\n\nDuring the car ride back, you try to perk yourself up. Hey, apparently she really is super, mega, extremely loaded. Maybe your parents were right and this is the best thing for you. You have to admit it does take some of the sting out of basically being sold when you see that the houses are getting bigger and fancier the further Leanna drives. The one she pulls up to, waiting for the gate to open, is one of those that looks like the land it sits on probably has its own area code and the structure itself is one of those that has enough 'wings' that they probably have fancy names instead of being like the 'north wing' or whatever. 'Dang, she is <i>seriously</i> rich,' you think as she pulls up in front of a long, shallow set of steps that's probably as wide as the entire living room at your old house, a handsome butler bowing to Leanna and opening her door for her, a pretty maid doing the same for yours. \n\nYou walk into an entryway that, at the very least, seems both as large and tall as your entire house was, though that may just be how it seems to your stunned brain. Leanna smiles brightly as she turns to you and says, "Welcome home, Jamie! Or hm, should I call you 'son'?" she says with a cute, thoughtful frown, tapping the side of her prettily-painted mouth with one delicate fingertip. "I guess moms call their sons by their names too, so whatever! Here, this way," she continues, cheerfully snagging your hand again and leading you up one of the ornate, curving staircases.\n\nShe leads you down a large hall, then pushes open a set of double doors. "This is your room!" she declares, gesturing to it. You stare inside as you walk in. It's... cavernous, is one of your first thoughts. Probably the size of the entire top floor of your old house. There's a TV the size of a small theater screen on one wall with a bunch of comfy recliners arranged around it and a... is that an actual miniature concession stand?! You recognize some of your own stuff, but there's also a good number of other things like one of those 'gamestation' chairs with the triple monitors, a bunch of VR system sensors on the walls, and... well, a lot of open space.\n\n"I only bought a few things I figured any teenage boy would like, but I was a little clueless on what you personally liked, so I mostly left it alone," Leanna says cheerfully. "If you want anything at all, you only need to ask, or just go online and buy it yourself! Don't worry, I've hooked all the online shopping profiles you already have and all the ones you didn't have yet to accounts so you don't have to worry about cost. Now, you go ahead and settle in until dinner," she adds, patting you on the head. "I'll see you then!"\n\nWith that, she departs, leaving you to wander around the massive room still trying to come to terms with all this. Noticing some other doors, you go through one and find yourself in a bathroom larger than your parents'... <i>former</i> parents (jerks)... bedroom. There's an actual jacuzzi bathtub, a gigantic shower, and what seems to be an actual sauna as well as the other facilities you'd expect. You go through the door in the bathroom and find yourself in a massive walk-in closet that's divided in two. You can see some of your clothes hung up or laid out on shelves on one side of it, as well as a lot of other clothes in your size. Weirdly, on the other half of the closet, separated by a mirror wall, there's a bunch of girls' clothes. You frown curiously, wondering if there's all this massive house and yet you've still got a roommate or something, before heading through the other set of doors and back into the bedroom.\n\nYou almost jump as you realize someone's waiting for you... specifically, a maid it looks like. ... Wearing a very showy maid outfit. Her hair, capped by one of those frilly white fan headbands that go with such outfits, is long and apparently dyed a pale blue color, shiny and falling in a smooth wave down just past her rear. Her face is very pretty, with big amber eyes and a cute mouth. Her large chest is... well, a truly generous amount of cleavage is visible due to the cut of the front of the outfit, a ribbon and heart-shaped clasp right above it seemingly designed to draw the eye. The skirt of the maid uniform is tight, hugging against the curve of her hips and rear, shapely legs sheathed in tights, a pair of almost ballet-heel style shoes on her feet. One hand is perfectly balancing a small tray with a tea service for one and little multi-level snack tray, the other is resting on her hip as she gives you a warm smile.\n\n<img src="images/Marina.jpg">\n\n"Good afternoon, Master Jamie," she says pleasantly. "I'm your personal maid Marina, though you may of course consider the entire staff at your disposal. I am here to attend to any and all of your needs, so whatever you may need, want, or desire, feel free to ask and I will provide. Mistress Leanna thought you might like an after-school snack, so I'll go ahead and lay this out, if you don't mind," she adds, walking to the nearby table and starting to set things from the tray down, bending over slightly and showing off her truly magnificent ass in that tight skirt in the process. \n\n"Uh... yeah," you murmur, feeling rather dumbstruck again. You have a... personal maid? Seriously?\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, thanks."|QOLeanna]]\n\n[["... Would it be okay to have a butler instead?"|QOLeanna1x2]]\n\n[["Wait. Anything I desire?"|QOLeanna]]

Yeah, your terror of your mother deciding to randomly open your mail and finding a rubber dick in it outweighs your fear of confronting a stranger in a position of authority. (It's kind of weird when you think about it that someone working in a sex toy store would count as a position of authority, but then to you pretty much everyone does.) Besides, you've heard plenty of guys at school, including Kevin, asserting confidently that all you have to do to avoid being carded is act completely confident and like you have every right to be buying whatever you want! You can do <i>that</i>!\n\n... Right?\n\n.................................................. Right??\n\n... Well you're gonna try anyway.\n\nYou decide to get an early start by looking up sex toy stores in the area without constantly looking over your shoulder and doing your best to suppress the idea that your parents are going to materialize directly behind you the moment you type 'se-' in a search engine. This attempt is mostly successful, you only glance fitfully twice and only begin to sweat once you actually start looking up the addresses of the various results. You basically turn into an international super spy for the next little while, either that or an average Breaking Bad character, as you come up with an elaborate plot to get to a sex toy store without your parents finding out. (This has the side benefit of letting you ignore what might happen once you get there.) You carefully select a store that's far enough away that the chance of bumping into anyone you know is almost zero, but that you can actually get to in a fairly short amount of time. You find a place within walking distance that you'd have an actual excuse to go to (an anime store, perfect! ...... actually you might really go there too) so that if your mom checks your Uber history she'll just think you were out wasting your birthday money. \n\nAll that done, the biggest thing to do is to force yourself to wait for the next time your mom will be out all day. And then, once that day has arrived, to not let yourself chicken out. But eventually you arrive via rideshare at the anime store and spend a few moments deciding which would be worse, going to the sex toy store with a bag from an anime shop in hand, or going into the anime shop with a bag from the sex toy store in your hand. You eventually settle on the latter, since the former could completely shoot down your ability to pass as Old Enough™ (and you don't know how much you want will actually cost so best not to wind up too broke to buy a new lewd toy because you bought a plastic waifu instead). So you set off at a walk, following the directions of your phone, and are soon approaching a rather warehouse-like building. Rather than a typical sign, there's a big street art style mural painted on part of the building, with glittery golden letters reading 'The Hoard'. Well that's... ... actually it looks really cool. Only half pretending to stop and appreciate it, you take a few breaths to steady yourself and then head inside.\n\nYou can still feel the heat in your face as you walk in, trying to seem confident and casual without overcompensating into "swagger". There are numerous rows of shelves lined with colorful boxes and display models, some in cases but others just left out to handle, apparently, which makes you blush even more. Right across from the door is the checkout counter, and behind it is a flusteringly pretty woman, especially considering where you are right now and that you feel like you're committing an unforgivable sin that your mother will smite you for, even if you weren't here to get something to put in your butt. Her dark hair is fairly short and tousled, with some purple bits in front, and a decidedly unique outfit of some kind of long-sleeved spandex one-piece in green, yellow, and white, with low-slung loose black jeans sitting about halfway down her hips. She quirks an eyebrow at the sight of you, but at least rather than immediately demanding your parents' phone number to call and tattle, she just says a rather amused-sounding, "Hi, welcome to the Hoard, help you find anything today?"\n\n"Ah... I'm just, ah... considering," you manage without <i>too</i> much stammering. You hope. You also wonder whether it's more embarrassing to go right towards the dildos or pretend to be interested in the video cases along one wall. (... Not that you're <i>un</i>interested in the movies.) Deciding that either one might give you away, you meander in a near-random direction, winding up browsing at a rack of T-shirts that are basically just barely beneath the bar for suggestive/offensive enough to get you tossed out of most public establishments.\n\nYou almost drop dead on the spot of heart failure as the woman's voice says right in your ear, close enough you can feel her extremely warm breath on your skin, "You suuuure you're not looking for anything in particular?"\n\n"I, ah, I, er," you stammer, turning around to look at her. Even if you hadn't already been incredibly nervous about being in this place, having such a cute older girl practically nose-to-nose with you would still reduce you to a gibbering mess, so you can't really make any sort of excuses.\n\n"C'mon. Why don't you tell me why you're <i>really</i> here?" she says with a slow, wicked smile. "And while you're at it, how old you actually are? And, keep in mind," she adds, putting a finger across her lips. "I get really upset when people lie to me."\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but truth.|QODil1x7]]\n\n[[Tell... some of... the truth.|QODil]]\n\n[[But you planned out all these lies...|QODil]]

"So what all is included in this 'interior refurbishing' anyway?"\n\n"Oh, tons of stuff. The package comes with stuff to strip off the wallpaper and redo it with paint, redo the wiring, new curtains, new furniture... the whole house will just be nicer and like new inside. You may not notice a huge difference yourself since you'll mostly only be using a handful of other rooms, but trust me, you start trying to attract some of the better monster girls, and they'll absolutely notice that you've got the place fixed up."\n\nYou muse on that for a moment... then blink. "Wait, 'comes with stuff'? ... Amooya still has to be the one to do it?"\n\n"Jamie. Seriously. Do you think I could stop her if I tried?" Hopita asks, giving you a slightly flat look. "As it is I'm offering it to you for way less than I'd charge anyone else since I know Amooya's going to be absolutely overjoyed about getting to do it." She pauses, then grins. "In fact, I wanna be the one to tell her. So! Tap here!" she chirps, holding out her tablet.<<set $interior to "better">><<set $fd -= 300>>\n\n... Well, if it will attract more monster girls. And make Amooya happy, you guess. You tap the indicated button on her tablet, and your MonComm bings a second later. You check... you now have <<print $fd>> FD. And, you guess, a newly-upgraded interior for your farmhouse. (Not that you hang out in most of the other rooms anyway, but.)\n\n<hr>\n[[You have upgraded your farmhouse interior!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"That sounds like a good idea," you agree. You pause, then turn to Katalina. "Let's go to the village first, I can get you an inn room there and you'll be safe while Oriana and I investigate."\n\nKatalina instantly splutters indignantly. "How dare! You think you can just toss me in a room and keep me there while you go out and have an adventure?!" Ooooop, yeah maybe you should have seen that coming. But now her face is red, the color going all the way to the points of her ears as she continues snapping at you, "I'll have you know that you can't just dump me off whenever it's convenient to you! You're <i>my</i> bodyguard, and-!"\n\n"And the Princess of Aldamira has an obligation to her kingdom, doesn't she?" Oriana cuts in smoothly, her voice even and neutral.\n\nKatalina freezes mid-rant, mouth open and eyes going wide. The expression stays on her face as she turns to Oriana, then she starts stammering. "W-w-w-w-what exactly are you talking about, I, I, I...!"\n\n"You, you, you are a blonde half-elf in noble-quality clothing roughly 200 miles from a known dragon's lair, and that is the Blade of Aldamira on your belt," Oriana replies placidly, expression never shifting. "You are, very and extremely obviously, Princess Katalina Pearcider, third daughter of King Morgan Pearcider."\n\nKatalina opens and closes her mouth a few times, before hanging her head, tears streaming down her face. "Uuuuu... I thought I could blend in..." Since she paints such a pathetic picture, you can't help but reach over and rub the sniffling princess's head a bit.\n\nApparently even Oriana relents, as she finally adds, "Admittedly, it would not likely be so obvious to anyone who did not have a classical High Elven education and was also versed in local events of the Aldamiran kingdom. The Blade of Aldamira is not exactly easily recognizable on sight, as it has been lost for over 1000 years." She turns her gaze to you and adds, "I think it should be alright. One of the Blade of Aldamira's abilities... one accessible even by someone with no training, no skill, and no talent..." She adds, with Katalina reeling repeatedly out of the corner of your eye. "Is that it can teleport the wielder up to 200 miles to relative safety. In an emergency, the Princess can simply remove herself to the town on her own."\n\nYou want to ask why, if it can do that, Katalina didn't teleport away from the plant monster, but bringing up that whole incident in front of someone new while Katalina still looks depressed seems like a bad idea. Besides, it'd make sense that it has at least a bit of a cooldown, and if Katalina stumbled right into that monster's clearing after she escaped the dragon, it was probably too soon. "Alright, Katalina, you can come, just make sure that if things are going badly, you do get yourself to safety, okay?"\n\n"Okay," Katalina almost whimpers, wiping a finger across her eyes.\n\n"This way," Oriana says, turning and making her way towards the shadowy area of the woods where the wolves fled.\n\n"So you're a mage?" you ask after a few minutes, since that seems a way to open conversation. You hope it's not the equivalent of 'So what's your sign?' in this world, even though you have only the vaguest notion of what that even means.\n\n"Yes," Oriana answers evenly enough. "I am a wizard. My father was also a wizard, but my mother was a druid. I've tried to do what I can to respect both sides of that lineage. Including being ever mindful of and in tune with the natural surroundings around me." She stops, frowning as she looks around. "For instance... it should not already be this dark this distance into the woods. The canopy above is not thick nor high enough to cut off that amount of light, of which there should still be several hours left. This darkness is... not natural."\n\n"What does that mean?" Katalina murmurs, hunching in a bit closer to you as the three of you walk along.\n\n"I am not sure. It is... an outside influence, for certain, but I do not think its source is necessarily in this forest," Oriana answers slowly. Then she stops, and tilts her staff slightly, whispering, "Look there."\n\nYou and Katalina turn your heads, and the blonde immediately squeaks and lurches closer to your side. You can see a wolf moving through the shadows, yellow eyes almost glowing as it stares at you, even though it's moving further off.\n\n"There are a few more we can't see," Oriana whispers. "Judging by the tracks I'm reading and the directions they're moving, I think I know where their pack makes its home. That's where we need to go to see if there's any way for me to break this spell. ... It is, obviously, also the most dangerous place to go," she adds ruefully. She pauses, then looks at you. "You seem possessed of magic that I am not familiar with. Do you perhaps have a way that we might approach the wolves without them attacking?"\n\n"You have virtually anything that you could think of, Master," Mary whispers from in your coat collar. "Though I will say, be careful about messing with time. If you do that, only do it for brief periods!"\n\n"So? What are we going to do?" Katalina demands, frowning.\n\n<hr>\n[[Sneak in.|QOAW]]\n\n[[Stop time.|QOAW]]\n\n[[Just walk right in.|QOAW]]

"Yes, Master," you say, trying to sound as placatingly obsequious as possible.\n\nHailbones just grunts and waves you off dismissively, and you hurry out of the hut and back down the mountain, glad to be quit of him for the moment.\n\nYou wander off into the forest, spending some time foraging up some mushrooms and berries to eat (you haven't had a meal all evolution, after all) before finding a spot to settle down with the book. There's a reason the old goblin called you a 'reader'... while other kinds of goblin can learn a bit of magic here or there if they try or possibly just innately, only evolving into a magic-focused goblin species actually comes with the ability to read. You think the chief might be able to read too, but you have no real idea.\n\nIt looks like the book is actually a cobbled-together amalgamation of pages out of other magic books and some scrawled and edited stuff in Hailbones's own hand. The first two spells are the ones that he mentioned, Create Water and Make Fire. (The other Magoblins are frequently cornered and pestered into being used as an excuse to not gather water from the stream or to spend time starting a cookfire. In fact that's probably 90% of what they do in the colony, when they're not being sent out on raids.)\n\nSo let's see. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yeah, this all seems simple enough. After a fairly easy read-through of the first few spells, you can wave your hand and both create a hefty splash of water, or cause something nearby flammable to, well, catch on fire. Both spells are pretty amazingly simple. The one after that is Lesser Fireball, which is also very simple since it's basically just a slightly modified version of Make Fire that allows you to create and fling the flame at something potentially flammable rather than just creating it right in the flammable stuff. Then after that...\n\n... Hm. These spells definitely seem... harder? Way more complex or... are you not getting something?\n\n<hr>\n[[Dang, maybe magic is tough after all.|QOGob]]\n\n[[... why that...|QOGob2x5]]

Uppity mortals need to be taught a lesson... by an uppity demon! ... Turned uppity mortal! ... Yeah!\n\nYou take just a moment to cast a minor 'don't notice' charm on the two of you, before reaching out to grab her upper arm and haul her towards one of the nearby dressing rooms. "What?! HEY!" Sandra yelps, yanking on her arm while scowling... and looking surprised when you're much stronger than you apparently seem, your hand barely moving at your yank. "What the hell are you doing?! Get off!" she demands, then yelps as you half-throw her ahead of you.\n\n"Intend to~!" you chirp, stepping inside and shoving her forward with one hand while yanking the curtain closed with the other. Sandra catches herself against the mirror, bracing with both hands reflexively, then yelping loudly as you flip up her skirt and yank her panties down.\n\n"W-what?! You <i>can't</i> be serious, you caAAAAA!" Sandra squeals as, with a quick flourish to get your own panties and skirt out of the way, you slam your cock into her ass. You smirk as her teeth clench and her eyes roll, her hole squeezing around you and her pussy giving a small splash against your balls as she instantly cums. You might be a human now, but you still have a few perks of your incubus nature... such as being able to make anyone you fuck cum intensely whether they want to or not.\n\n"Tsk tsk tsk~!" you scold teasingly as you start thrusting, Sandra making low whimpery cries as you pump into her. "And here I thought you were a big tough Mean Girl, but look at you, cumming from getting raped in the ass by a <i>dweeb</i>." You deliver a good, firm slap to her rear in between your thrusts, making her yelp and orgasm again, her hips bucking back towards you instinctively. "I guess you're actually just a slut, huh?"\n\n"N-n-nuuuuhhhh!" Sandra tries to protest, but all that happens is her jaw slacking and her tongue lolling out as you grab her waist and start fucking her harder, her whole body shuddering as she starts cumming repeatedly.\n\n"I mean, look, you even gave yourself a convenient handle!" you chirp, reaching out to snag that strawberry blonde braid of hers and give it a yank, hauling back on her head and feeling her ass squeeze around you again as you do. "Oooo, even that makes you cum? You're really a submissive little slut underneath it all aren't you? I bet it's even getting you off that I'm slamming this big fat dick into you while wearing such cute clothes, huh? Your pussy's soaking my panties every time I thrust in, does that excite you~?"\n\n"Nnh nh nh nh aah!" Sandra squeals, giving up any and all attempts to actually respond with anything like language, just moaning and gasping like a whore as you pound her.\n\nGiggling wickedly, you use her long braid like a light lash, smacking her own ass with it as you pound into her from behind. Finally though you yank on her braid hard as you shove forward, spilling your load deep in Sandra's ass, her eyes rolling up and her body shuddering as she has her most intense orgasm of your little encounter yet.\n\nYou pull out, grinning down at her as she slumps to the floor, turning to lean back against the wall, her arms limp and legs splayed, the angle of her hips showing off her sodden but untouched pussy and her gaping, jizz-leaking asshole. 'Dweeb' indeed!\n\n<hr>\n[[You're done here~!|QOInc]]\n\n[[Fully dominate her.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Completely humiliate her.|QOInc]]

"I lost the card for my account and need a new one, please," you announce.\n\n"Certainly, sir, we'll just need to go through the verification process."\n\nSome time ago you signed up with a particular organization that operates both down below and up here... an organization dedicated to assisting demons who make it to Earth longterm, incarnated in some way that they can pass among the humans. The details are long and ultimately pretty boring, but one of the benefits is that through their connections with this bank, any member can come here and access certain things... one of them being laying claim to a bank account with an enormous amount of money in it! After all, you're not going to be able to afford a nice new wardrobe with <i>Jamie's</i> savings.\n\nSoon enough you've tucked your new card with its practically unlimited amount of money on it (Hell does good business) and headed off to the glorious human structure known as the mall. You weren't lying about that part, you were in fact quite eager to see it today. You step inside, taking a deep breath and smiling as you look around. Ah, the human world's edifices... so bright! So clean! So colorful and vibrant and busy and pretty!\n\nSure, demon lords may live in big fancy castles, but even there you bet they have a hard time escaping the constant dust and grit and sand that is the trademark landscape of pretty much the entire plane. The low-power, low-riches poors like you basically live in stone slums and shop at ramshackle markets. This place... this place, it's like you managed to sneak into a celestial abode in comparison! It's not just the power or the influence that draws demons up here, after all... it's that being on Earth is just so much <i>nicer</i> than being in the lower planes!\n\nShortly after you're standing in front of a mirror in one of the clothing stores, turning back and forth with deliberate quickness to check the flare of the black skirt you're wearing, the hem of it drifting down to leave a bare few inches of space between it and the tops of the matching black thigh-highs you're wearing. Hm hm hm, girl clothes or just girly boy clothes? The loose long-sleeved black top could go either way. It's so hard to make a decision when you can't make whatever you want on a whim! Ah, you think that might be the full demon ability you're going to miss the most. Obviously you'll buy <i>some</i> of everything, but what to choose as your main look? So difficult, so many options...\n\n"Um, <i>wow</i>, are you serious?"\n\nYou blink and turn. A pretty girl with strawberry blonde hair in a braid, large chest, expensive clothes, and a world class look of contempt on her face is staring at you from nearby.\n\n"For real, Kinsington? You're just going to crossdress in the middle of the store like this, in front of <i>everybody</i>? I knew you were a dweeb, I guess I should have figured that you were a pervert too."\n\nDweeb?! DWEEB?!?! <b><i>DWEEB</i></b>?!?!?!!?! How dare! The audacity of this bitch! You've never been dweeby a day in your life, you-!\n\n... Oh. Oh right. Everyone may remember 'Mallory' in place of 'Jamie' now, but everything else is still the same. Which means that up until today, everyone will remember Mallory as a quiet, shy little nobody who dressed plainly and tried not to be noticed by anybody. And this girl... after rummaging through Jamie's memories, you recall that her name is Sandra and she's one of the most popular girls in school. Someone (or rather one of the someones) that Jamie was specifically always absolutely terrified of drawing the attention of since she could make his life... well, what <i>he</i> considered Hell... on a whim. And ah, yeah... a teenage boy just thoughtlessly crossdressing in the middle of a mall isn't really something that is Done up here, issit?\n\nNot that you're afraid. You may not have your full demonic powers anymore, but you've got more than enough strength, will, and magic to handle anything a bunch of mere rowdy mortals who don't know an infernal's tail from a celestial's pinfeathers can throw at you, <i>including</i> social pressure! \n\n"Well? Are you even going to bother to explain yourself, <i>creep</i>?" Sandra demands, her voice icy as she folds her arms over her chest. It would probably have been terrifying to Jamie... to you the performance is pretty clear. She's offended, sure, at what she sees as a violation of the natural order... that violation being a "dweeb" looking as cute as she does in expensive clothes. You can dissect the theatrics though... this is her staging a show for intimidation and for recounting to others later. It's really not all that different than your smug posturing when you were dominating Jamie. (Not that you weren't smug anyway.)\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck her.|QOInc11x2]]\n\n[[Charm her.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Bribe her.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Threaten her.|QOInc]]

Maya <i>is</i> basically your best friend, and is clearly ready to cover for you on this. So you decide to tell her everything that happened, starting from the very beginning.\n\n"Okay, it's going to sound unbelievable, but it's all the truth, okay?" you start.\n\n"Alright, I promise I'll believe you," she assures you with surprising confidence, nodding.\n\nShe looks a little worried when you mention diving in to save someone from a recklessly speeding car, but you're a little impressed that she doesn't seem to doubt that you did it. She does look a little incredulous hearing about the uber-rich-people's online store and that you decided to buy a dream journal from it, and goes rather red-faced at your description of the dream you had, even though you don't go into lurid detail. But you explain how the Switchcubus said you could nurture the seed of power he left to become more like him, and that you decided to try, either because you did want to be like him or just because trying seemed fun and pleasurable.\n\nYou finish up with how you decided not to write in the journal anymore for the time being and that you just wanted to try to keep being daring and lewd. She nods, apparently needing to take all that in, absently kneeling down to ruffle and pet Haunter's head.\n\n"So do you really think the dream journal is real?" she asks after a moment.\n\n"I... yeah, I think so," you admit. "I partly didn't write the dream he told me to because I didn't wanna risk being taken off to... demonland or whatever."\n\n"I think they call that 'Hell'."\n\n"Do they? I mean, is there more than one?"\n\n"According to <i>Big Trouble in Little China</i> there's tons but we're getting off track." Maya stands up again, looking thoughtful. "I mean, I'm just thinking... what if I wrote my name in the book too?"\n\n"Huh?" you say with a blink.\n\n"You wrote your name in the journal and then you dreamed what you wrote in it, right? So I'm just thinking... what if I wrote my name in it too? Then maybe we could, you know... share dreams."\n\n"... Huh," you muse, turning that thought over.\n\n"I mean, maybe let me be clear about something, Jamie," she says in a wry tone, adding under her breath, as if to herself, "For once." Then she continues with, "I wanna do lewd things with you."\n\n"R-really?" you blurt, the idea that Maya might in any way want to do lewd things, and even more impossibly do them with you, never having occurred to you. \n\n"Yeah. So I figure, either we can try it out and see if we can do them together in the dreams," she says, then pauses before adding a bit more slowly, "Or we can do them in real life. ... And, y'know... probably put them on GoingWilder," she murmurs, her face going red again. "I mean... if you want to."\n\n"Y-yeah! Yeah, let's do lewd stuff together, Maya!" you blurt, grabbing her hands, Haunter giving a few excited barks and wagging his tail, perhaps assuming he'll be involved in whatever exciting is going on. (And... he probably will.)\n\nShe sort of looks like she just wants to melt into a puddle for a moment, but settles for leaning forward and kissing you, which is startling but just fantastically nice. Then she straightens up and clears her throat. "So, uh... which?"\n\n"Which... oh, you mean, try the dream journal or actually do lewd stuff?"\n\n"Y-yeah."\n\n<hr>\n[[The dream journal.|QOSw1x8]]\n\n[[Real life lewds.|QOSw]]

You swagger towards the car as the driver's side door opens and its occupant steps out. She's a rather stunningly attractive woman, albeit a bit more towards handsome than beautiful, but still with long black hair and a lovely face with red (oh my) eyes. Her black suit is simple, the jacket left unbuttoned in front and the top few button's of her white men's-style shirt undone, probably more for comfort than to show off her (admittedly rather nice) chest.\n\nShe stops where she is as you approach, one hand drifting a little towards her jacket but stopping as she just stares. Your nose flares a little, your lips curling in a smirk as you can smell the desire starting to waft off her, and see her face flush a bit.\n\n"I'm... Detective Nagano. Er... thank you, for recovering the stolen goods," she says after a moment, apparently unable to think of anything else to say to a large yellow-and-green barely-dressed lion superhero(?).\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh, it was no trouble."|QOLion3x1]]\n\n[["You can thank me in private."|QOLion2x2]]\n\n[["You're welcome. Now on your knees."|QOLion]]\n\n[["Actually..."|QOLion]]

"When she gets home I'll fuck her too," you assure her with a genial chuckle as you move to the passenger side door and start maneuvering yourself in.\n\n"I... I..." Nagano stares at you as you somehow manage to fit your large frame into the luckily rather spacious car. Then she lets out a soft whimper, before whispering, "Okay," and getting back behind the wheel, starting the car again.\n\nOnce she's set off down the road, you calmly hook a thumb into the front of your shorts and push them down, letting your massive, once more fully unsheathed and stiff prick spring free. Nagano, even seeing it out of the corner of her eye, shivers hard enough and with such an increase of the smell of her arousal that you're fairly certain she just came a little. Smirking, you silently reach over and take one of her hands from the wheel, bringing it over to settle it on your big green cock instead. She bites her lip, obviously struggling not to take her eyes off the road even as she begins stroking you, the first few motions of her hand slow and uncertain, but gradually growing longer, smoother, almost reverent as she squirms in her seat.\n\nYou doubt anyone can actually see you through the tint of her windows as the two of you drive along, passing people walking down the sidewalk, other cars, trucks that would have a perfect elevation to look in... but the very knowledge that she's stroking your dick in semi-public gives you a smug sense of satisfaction each time, and each time makes your dick throb and ooze out a heavy trickle of pre to dribble down over her fingers. And every time that happens, you can hear her gasp softly and give a little shiver of pleasure, as if just your cock throbbing in her hand were enough to give her a jolt of near-orgasmic bliss.\n\nEventually she pulls into the driveway of a very nice little one-story house... either detectives make more than you thought or her wife must have a pretty good job. Nagano just barely manages to pull her hand away from your cock to raise it, a bit shakily, to hit the built-in garage door command so she can pull into the garage, hitting it once again to start the door lowering once you're inside. You don't wait for it to even really start rolling down, instead smoothly sliding a big hand behind her head and bending her towards your lap.\n\nBy now there's no hesitation, her mouth opening obediently and her tongue sliding out as you push your prick past her lips and just keep urging her down. She gags a bit as your cock hits the back of her throat, but apparently her desire and urge to obey let her swallow you down without a problem, slender throat bulging with the girth of your neon green shaft. You keep pushing her down until her lips are pressing firmly against the fur of your sheath, her red eyes rolling and body shuddering as she cums, a wet spot already visible in the seat she's leaned out of.\n\nSmirking, you remove your hand and leave her to start working her head eagerly up and down, effectively using her throat as a masturbation sleeve on your prick, though her tongue works feverishly and she keeps swallowing like an eager slut. Calmly you reach beneath her, using one claw to slice open the button and zipper of her slacks, then shoving them down in back, revealing a surprisingly lacy black thong showing off a very firm round ass. You give one of her asscheeks a squeeze, her body bucking a little and throat squeezing around your prick... all the moreso as you press two large fingers against the absolutely soaked-through crotch of her panties and rub roughly. And from the extra-hard squeeze of said throat and the cock-muffled yowl she gives as you grab the back of the panties and effortlessly rip them off her, she cums even harder than before.\n\n"Mmm, such a slutty little whore you are," you purr affectionately down at her as you stroke her quivering, dripping pussy, the once proud and put-together detective shaking her ass almost pleadingly even as she continues deep-throating you for all she's worth. "Wouldn't be surprised if you wind up addicted to cocks after this... or is it letting your inner cock addict out to play? Well, you're never going to find one as satisfying as mine, but I guess you'll just have to try them all to see," you add with a chuckle, swatting her ass and making her orgasm again.\n\nYou allow her to facefuck herself on your dick for almost fifteen minutes before finally giving her an idle shove down and holding her there as you dump your load in her. Nagano's red eyes roll up in her head, body trembling and hips fucking the air as your cock swells and throbs inside her throat, spilling thick cum in her, some of it making it back out to dribble past her lips and into your fur. ... Hm, kind of smells... citrusy? Chuckling, you give it a moment to make sure you've spent your first load, then haul her upright, giving her a light shove back into her own seat. "Bedroom, slut."\n\n"Yes, your majesty," she answers in a cocksucker's hoarse rasp, pushing open the door of the car and heading for the house, leaving a dripping trail of pussyjuice as she walks bottomless across the concrete and carpet. You don't even think twice about her term of address... what else would she call you, after all? You take a moment to slip out of your shorts and toss them negligently into a corner of the garage before following after her, your spit-and-cum shined cock waving in the air. She shows you down the hall and into a very elegantly-appointed bedroom, with a nice large bed in tasteful colors. "H-here it IS!" she yips, her hips twitching again as you nonchalantly rip her jacket, shirt, and bra to shreds in a single yank of your hands. Smirking, you shove her back onto her marriage bed, watching as she instantly spreads her legs wide for you in invitation, her face openly pleading as she looks up at you. \n\nDeciding not to make her wait, you clamber up and take only a moment to situate yourself, rubbing the tip of your bright green prick up and down those sodden pink pussylips, before you shove into her hard, an outline of your cock instantly becoming visible on her flat belly.. Nagano's eyes roll again, her whole body shuddering and twitching as she instantly crosses the last border and becomes a permanent cock addict, her tongue jutting out and rolled eyes going a little blank as her cunt quivers and squeezes around you, her squirting soaking your balls. Rumbling happily, you start pumping into her, your wet, furry balls slapping hard against her skin as she grips her fingers in your mane, her feet shaking in the air to advertise the rhythm of your thrusts to anyone watching, as if the quick rise and fall of your powerful perfect ass above her and the sway of your tail wasn't enough. \n\nYou're not sure how long you've been fucking her or how many orgasms she's even had, when among Nagano's slutty, shameless yowling, wailing, and screaming of absolute lust and pleasure comes a blurt of "What... what's going on here?!"\n\nYou glance over almost idly, seeing a woman standing in the doorway. Her brown hair is shoulder length and just disheveled enough for it to be deliberate artistry, her eyes a pale hazel color. She's wearing a very classy-looking dark blue skirt suit that shows off a body just slightly curvier and more luscious than Nagano's, though you're pleased to note that like the black-haired woman, she's nice and tall. Good strong genes in your breeding stock, you think smugly. "I'm impregnating your wife, what's it look like?" you purr back. "Now get out of those clothes and get ready for your turn, slut."\n\nNagano's wife's mouth opens and closes several times as she just stares at the sight of you pounding your huge cock down into the other woman's pussy, and listens to her beloved cry 'More! More!' Then she swallows hard and murmurs, "Yes, your majesty,' as she shrugs out of her jacket.\n\nSoon she's laying naked on the bed next to the two of you, one hand feverishly squeezing and kneading one of her own breasts, the other tucked between her legs, pumping her fingers into her soaked pussy to keep it ready for you as she watches you fuck her wife, her lustful gaze fixed almost entirely on your cock pumping into Nagano's pussy. You keep fucking your new piece of property for a good long while, until her shrieks of pleasure turn into pleas for your cum. "Knock me up, your majesty, please, please, I want your cubs, I want your cubs, knock me up, knock me up!" she whimpers.\n\n"Oh, fine," you chuckle genially, giving a low, almost casual grunt as you thrust forward and hilt yourself, actually pushing just a little of your sheath inside her to get maximum depth before spilling your load directly into her womb. Nagano's eyes roll and her tongue juts again, her whole body bucking and twitching, brain sizzling with the absolute knowledge that she's being impregnated by the king of the beasts, her bare toes curling and then stretching out as she gurgles ecstatically.\n\nBy the time you've finished swelling her stomach lightly with your load, she's lost consciousness, flopping limp on the bed with her arms and legs splayed slightly, still shuddering a little in aftershock orgasms despite no longer being aware, her stretched pussy dribbling cum onto the sheets as you pull out. Her wife is already rolling onto her back and spreading her legs while you're pulling out, and without hesitation you move over to her and thrust in, her legs twitching and shuddering in the air as you instantly convert her, too, into a prick-addicted cockslut. As is only right and proper, you think confidently as you start fucking the second member of your new pride. If anything you fuck her even harder to help teach her her place as a baby-maker and provider for you, really pounding her into the bed and making her scream with mindless pleasure as she cums every few thrusts. You don't make her wait quite as long either, giving her a quick, hard, thorough dominating pounding before pumping her full of your seed and making her gravid, her lips curled into a brainless, idiotic smile and her eyes rolling in her head as she becomes hooked on being your brood bitch.\n\nAbout the time you've finished swelling the wife's belly, Nagano is starting to stir... prompting you to flip her over, haul her ass into the air, and slide your now doubly cum-lubed cock up her ass, making her mewl loudly and reach back, spreading her asscheeks with her hands so that you can get deeper inside. Soon you're fucking her good and hard again, your soaked furry sack slapping her churned-up, cum-splattered pussy, her wife soon coming around and moving to lean against her back, staring adoringly at your cock as it pumps into her former lover's tight rear hole. Deciding to give her a treat, you pull out long enough to thrust forward along Nagano's cleft, letting the hazel-eyed woman slide her mouth over it and suck reverently, before she angles you back down and into her wife's ass again. Once you've pumped your next load into Nagano, now having claimed all three of her holes, you turn your attention back to her wife, pulling her onto all fours, grabbing the sides of her head, and facefucking her just as good and hard as you pounded her pussy, making her moan and writhe and fuck the air with her hips.\n\nYou spend the next several hours having your way with the pair of former professional, intelligent married lesbians turned cock-addicted, drooling fuck-sluts, making them yowl like the mindless, orgasm-addicted animals they've become under your ministrations. When finally they no longer seem capable of rousing but simply lay there, eyes barely open, bodies slack save for their twitching hips and quivering limbs, their skin completely covered in your cum, do you decide that they've had enough and make your way out the back door.\n\nHumming cheerfully to yourself, you make your way along back yards and back rows, your finally satisfied cock having resheathed but your balls swaying free, gradually drying in the warm summer air. Making your way home partly through smell, partly through instinct, and partly through sheer unshakeable confidence in knowing where you're going, you leap right up to the window and climb back in...\n\n... just in time for the soda to start wearing off. You stagger a bit as your muscles and body starts to shrink, your fur and mane fading away back into your body, your sheath drawing snug and then melding back into your skin as your cock shrinks back to... ... actually it might still be a bit bigger than before, you think in shock as you stare down at yourself, and the sheer... <i>high</i> of being that powerful, dominant lion starts to fade.\n\n"What did I DO?!" you wail, clutching the sides of your head.\n\n"Jamie? Is everything alright?" your mother calls from downstairs.\n\n"F-fine!" you hurriedly shout back, before scrambling to get some clothes on.\n\nYou try to calm yourself down. Okay... okay, this isn't your fault, this is the fault of that... that stuff, you think, eyeing the cooler. ... Maybe? It felt like you became a whole different person, that lion guy was just... pure confidence, and so dominant, he looked at everything around him as his property and his to do with as he pleased. ... Including that hot detective and her wife. O-oh man, what are you going to do? Especially if... you actually knocked them up?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Wait a few days and check on them.|QOLion]]\n\n[[Just try to pretend nothing ever happened.|QOLion]]\n\n[[Throw out the rest of the soda.|QOLion]]\n\n[[Get in touch with AppAssure.|QOLion]]\n\n[[... or...|QOLion]]

"I... what?" Nagano says, as if struggling to think through the haze of arousal the very sight of you has stirred.\n\n"To thank me for recovering everything, you're going to fuck me," you declare breezily, smiling down at her. "I just think I'd like to go somewhere more private and comfortable before I pump a load in every hole you have, and probably all over those nice tits of yours as well. Let's go to your place," you add, as if just having realized that possibility, already moving past her and opening the back door to toss the bags into the back seat.\n\n"But... but I..." Nagano shivers all over, her lips parted even when she's not speaking as she breathes harder. Now you can actually start to smell the wetness of her pussy through her clothes as she swallows hard. "But my... my wife will be home soon..."\n\n<hr>\n[["A hotel then."|QOLion]]\n\n[["That's fine."|QOLion2x3]]

"I guess I'll help with the Pokemon?" you say. Selassa did basically say you had to become a good trainer if you wanted to find Kevin and get out of this weird (lewd) Pokeworld, so it kind of seems like learning to handle Pokemon from a professional could help with that.\n\nWhat could possibly go wrong?\n\n"Okay!" Joi chirps, beckoning you to follow as he turns and trots towards the door.\n\n"Um... you didn't give me any underwear," you protest, squirming and resisting the urge to press your skirt and apron up against the front of your crotch, since you're pretty sure that would only make it worse.\n\n"You won't need any for this," Joi answers breezily. "Honestly it would probably just get in the way!"\n\n... Uh-oh.\n\nSwallowing, you follow after Joi as he leads the way through a short hallway and into a large-ish room. It does kind of look like what you'd imagine a spa room to be, with shelves of bottles on the walls, a speaker playing soothing music, and even massage tables (with some of them being rather large). It's all simple, no-frills type stuff, but you can see plenty of things that would be useful in relaxing people, so.\n\n"Now, obviously as a discount Pokecenter, we can't offer high-level grooming and beautification services like some <i>fancy-schmancy</i> Pokecenters," Joi says, tossing an annoyed glance in the general direction of the center across the street, you assume. Clearing his throat, he looks back at you and says, "So we do basic stuff for stress relief, keeping the Pokemon happy and therefore, in cases of actual trainers, making bonding with them easier. We also offer services like walkies and mock battles for Pokemon that are more just companions. Also since they're not paying a lot, people don't expect speedy service so I can kind of get to it when I get to it," he adds, gesturing at a shelf that has a fair number of Pokeballs resting on it. "So! Let's start off with something pretty easy!"\n\nYou nod a bit in relief, hoping maybe this won't be as bad as all that as Joi walks over and spends a moment looking at the Pokeballs before selecting one, giving it a toss outward. The flash of red light quickly resolves into an equine form, specifically the pony-sized one of a, uh, Ponyta, with its fiery mane and tail and white coat. "Hello, Ponyta!" Joi chirps in a positively wholesome way, the Pokemon nickering softly in return and giving a light snort. "Alright, our first task is to give him a good brushdown, and then rub his muscles!"\n\nThat sounds... really normal. You accept the round, densely-bristled brush from Joi, and he actually acts quite the professional as he explains the motion and strength to use with it. It's quite pleasant, in fact, brushing down a real-life Ponyta, who's apparently charmed and trusting enough from getting brushies that you don't have to worry about its flames. You do notice as you're brushing down Ponyta's haunches that he's definitely much more... ahem... anatomically correct than the Pokemon in the game or anime, but you guess that's to be expected, considering. You just do your best not to look. After the two of you have finished the brushing, Joi shows you which ointment to use for giving a horse-type Pokemon a rubdown, and the best way to massage Ponyta's muscles. All pretty simple stuff, and probably useful!\n\n"And, of course, once you're finished with the regular rubdown, you proceed to the other rubdown," Joi chirps as the two of you finish Ponyta's back legs, proceeding to shamelessly reach forward and start rubbing and stroking Ponyta's hefty white balls, the Pokemon giving a pleased-sounding chuff.\n\n'I should've known,' you think as your expression goes flat and your face goes red. "S-seriously, you really do go that far?"\n\n"Hey, if a rub and a tug is good for humans, why shouldn't it be good for a Pokemon?" Joi says with a bright, apparently sincere smile as he continues lightly rubbing Ponyta's balls and sheath, a bright pink shaft slowly starting to slip forth from said sheath and hang down. "They have needs too, y'know, and not every owner can afford to put them in a daycare and then take care of any resulting eggs!"\n\n"S-so... you uh..."\n\n"It depends on the Pokemon's needs and my mood, but they definitely leave satisfied, it's my pride! You wanna help?" he asks, eyes twinkling now. "Obviously that would help work off your debt faster."\n\n"... um..."\n\n"It's simple! Just kneel down, use some of the oil in that orange bottle I set out to coat your hands, and start stroking his dick! I'm sure you can manage to figure <i>that</i> out without guided instructions," he adds with a giggle.\n\n<hr>\n[["... fine."|QOPoke]]\n\n[["... pass."|QOPoke]]

The moment you decide to try out being an animal (other than, y'know, your accidental venture into donkeyhood earlier), you absolutely know what you have to start out as, for more reasons than one.\n\nPushing open your window... not too much, don't want to leave it gaping open for some robber or something... you take a few deep breaths so that you don't lose your nerve, and turn into a bird.\n\nSince you weren't really thinking of any specific kind, just a sort of general size, you turn into what could best be called a Brown-Tufted North American Generic Bird as your body shrinks, your arms curl and alter into wings, and almost fluffy brown feathers sprout from all over your body as a beak closes over your lower face, your legs getting skinnier and toes extending. Just like before, in a second or less you've become an avian about the size of a blackbird. Hopping back and forth a few times to test things out, you then give a leap and a flutter to the windowsill. Well that worked... now... now...! ... Oh just do it!\n\nYou leap forward, and flap your wings with new instincts, and holy crap you're flying!\n\nYou bank on the air and soar upwards, pumping your wings and lifting your feet, finding that flying as a bird comes as naturally as walking did when you were human. You're flying! Just like that! The summer air is somehow both warm and cool as it rustles your feathers gently and passes along your wings. The pure exhileration as much as anything else seems to be lifting you into the night sky as you soar above the suburbs of Deviville, taking in the sight of familiar houses and buildings from above.\n\nEventually you land on a nice tall tree and just sort of consider. Flying is definitely fun, but considering that it comes so naturally to you, you also got used to it really fast. So maybe you should find something else to do rather than just flap around all night. Let's see... you could [[look for something (or someone) interesting|QOBook]] just flying around town. Or you could [[head down to ground level|QOBook]] to roam around too... you do feel like you could miss something up here.\n\nOr you could [[head out of town|QOBook]] towards nature... more room to try animal-y stuff in, after all.

You suppose theoretically that the bedroom's just a place to lay down to end the game day, but uh, it's obvious at this point you're going to use it for... other things. So maybe it's time to actually get it updated. "So what comes with the bedroom refurb?" you ask. \n\n"Well, the package includes a coat of paint for the walls, a decent bed, a comfortable chair, and a television set," Hopita explains, tapping at her tablet. "Since it also throws in some materials for repairs and we can be sure the bedroom can support them, you'll also be able to buy a DVR to go with the TV and a wardrobe of clothes."\n\nHaving heard a few abbreviations by now, you ask, "So is DVR like... 'Dinogirl Viewing Requisite'?"\n\n"... Digital Video Recorder," Hopita says slowly, staring at you like you have a cow in your nostril. "It... records things off the TV for you to watch later."\n\n"... Oh. Right. Yeah." Coughing and hoping to move on from that, you say, "So are those included?"\n\n"No, they're extra. The DVR is 100 FD, the wardrobe is 200. Aaaand it comes with a complete supply of all sorts of clothes, trust me it's a bargain!" Hopita hurries to add before you can look shocked. "You can either buy them all together, or you can buy the other two separately later."\n\nHm. Well, you definitely want to upgrade your bedroom. So it's more of a question of whether to get the others. You do a quick check of your MonComm to see you have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\nJust upgrade the bedroom - [[300 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBedroom1]]\n\nUpgrade the bedroom with everything - <<if $fd >=600>>[[600 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBedroom2]]<<else>>600 FD<<endif>>\n\nUpgrade the bedroom with the wardrobe - <<if $fd >=500>>[[500 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBedroom3]]<<else>>500 FD<<endif>>\n\nUpgrade the bedroom with the DVR - <<if $fd >=400>>[[400 FD|FGWLeisBuyBetterBedroom4]]<<else>>400 FD<<endif>>

"Fine, I guess the... the... ... the first thing," you mutter, handing the book back to Maya.\n\n"Dick growth potions. Big ol' dicks. Cocks even," Maya declares solemnly, though she grins more the more you squirm and the redder you get. She spends a few moments looking over the recipe, then shrugs and gets up. "I'll get some of Baal's stuff from the basement, we can do this pretty easy."\n\n"Uh, are you sure it's okay to use her stuff?"\n\n"She kept everything she really didn't want me touching locked up in her room, it's fine."\n\nSoon Maya has what looks a lot like a small but very authentic witch's cauldron bubbling away in the center of the room atop a... well, let's just say you didn't know they made induction cooktop cauldrons, but apparently that's a thing. She's also got a number of labeled plastic boxes and some bags, muttering to herself as she reads the instructions, and occasionally asks you to look through the boxes for one of the ingredients. \n\nEventually the pot has settled to a low simmer, the liquid inside still almost entirely tranlucent but with a faint silver-grey sheen. Maya looks through a few pages, then says, "Okay, looks like what kind of dick potion you get depends on the last ingredient."\n\n"What kind?"\n\n"Did you not look? There's a bunch of different ones apparently, just that they all have the same base start. You add a last ingredient or two and a few special touches, and it changes the potion. Supposedly. Here," she says, passing you the book again. "Just pick something and fast-like, I think we're already supposed to have one in mind."\n\n<hr>\n[["A Dikk Mozt Pleazink"|QOBook21x3]]\n\n[["A Kocc To Enslafe Wit Klymaks"|QOBook]]\n\n[["A Shavt Mozt Domnint"|QOBook]]\n\n[["A Mimbar of Grate Syz"|QOBook]]\n\n[["Jinitalz of Teh Biyonde"|QOBook]]

"Fine, fine, the first one," you say, handing the book back. "The please-ink one."\n\n"Pleasing works," Maya says with another giggle, quickly looking over the page then doing a quick bit of rummaging, finding one of the containers and plucking out a sprig of some herb. She does one more glance at the book before shrugging and just dropping the thing into the mini-cauldron... causing both of you to yelp when it instantly emits a large puff of blue smoke. Coughing a little, Maya turns off the heat and waves away some of the fog as she tries to look in the pot... then gives an audible 'huh'. "Hey, look at that."\n\nRather more cautious than she was, you veeeery carefully lean forward, barely inching your head far enough over you can look in. But when you see it you can't help but give a 'huh' of your own. The mini-cauldron pot, which had previously been almost entirely full of that shimmery grey liquid now has a much smaller amount of more opaque blue liquid in it, as if it had instantly reduced into something more like, well, a sauce. After a few seconds Maya sets up a little stand with some glass vials in it and carefully picks up the pot, tilting it and pouring the stuff out, almost perfectly filling two of the vials. She caps both, then carefully taps the side of one, before making another surprised noise and picking it up. "Completely cool."\n\n"Uh... this is getting really really weird," you comment as she holds it up and gives it a small shake.\n\n"But super interesting," Maya murmurs back, making you despair a bit as you realize what she's likely to say next. "We should try it."\n\n"Mayaaaa..."\n\n"C'mon, there's nothing dangerous or poisonous in here, the worst it'll do is taste bad!" she asserts, eyes glittering again. "Plus what if it actually works?"\n\n"That would be even w-" You start to say, then draw back as she holds it out to you. "Why me?!"\n\n"Well I did all the work of making it, you try it!"\n\n"I've already got one!" you blurt, then turn red again. Somehow just acknowledging the existence of your dick around a girl feels really perverse.\n\n"... Hm, good point," Maya murmurs, eyeing the vial again. Still, she looks like she's not quite over her curiosity of what would happen if you did take it...\n\n<hr>\n[[Give in.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Insist you won't drink it.|QOBook21x4]]

"I dunno, if you're looking for something to do I guess the potion recipe thingies," you offer. "Maybe it'll be written like a recipe website."\n\n"Oo fun, I can't wait to decipher this style of writing to read about how the Black Death inspired their currant cobbler," Maya says dryly, snorting quietly as she flips through the pages to the section. After a second she starts snickering in a way that really makes you regret your decision.\n\n"Whaaat?" you prompt eventually, when it's clear that she's waiting for you to.\n\n"Oh, just that a lot of these are pretty, well... it reads like the sort of potion recipes that a thirteen-year-old boy would write," Maya says, still snickering. "Kinda makes me wonder what Baal was doing with it. She's so, y'know..." Maya briefly schools her face to complete passivity, even half-lidding her eyes and trying to look as bland as possible. It quite possibly gives you a very slight erection. (Man having a crush on Baal from a young age may have warped your tastes a little.) Then Maya grins again, most of the resemblance melting away. "Still, considering how she is, almost makes me wonder if there's something to it..."\n\n"To what? I mean... um..." You trail off, not having realized you were asking Maya to explain just what sort of lewdness the potion recipes probably contain, and now blushing.\n\n"Well, reading through the titles and parsing this silly way of writing," Maya says drolly as she flips a few pages back and forth. "Looks like there's dick growth potions, breast growth potions, genderswap potions," she reads off, with you sinking lower where you're sitting and turning more red with each one. "Aphrodisiacs, love potions, you name it."\n\n"I'd rather not," you mutter in embarrassment.\n\nMaya eyes you for a moment, then her eyes glitter a bit before she holds out the book to you. "Here, pick one."\n\n"W-what?!"\n\n"It looks like all the ingredients are pretty basic, let's actually make one! It'll kill maybe a few hours and it'll be fun. Pick whatever one you want!"\n\n"Mayaaaa..."\n\n"C'mon, Jamie, don't be a party pooper," she urges. You definitely get the feeling she's enjoying making you squirm a bit, but you're used to that, almost everyone you know gives in to that urge at some point. "I mean I'm the one that found the horny potions and wants to make one, not like I'm gonna give you a bunch of crap for it. Just pick!"\n\nLooks like she's not going to let this go. Sighing, you accept the book from her and start sheepishly flipping through the potion section. It's definitely like she said, virtually every stereotypical lewd potion idea out there, and it's clear she's not going to be satisfied until you pick one.\n\n<hr>\n[[Dick growth potion.|QOBook21x2]]\n\n[[Breast growth potion.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Genderswap potion.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Aphrodisiac.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Love potion.|QOBook]]

Man, you've seen some really scary 'skinwalker' creepypasta so you're not entirely sure you want to do something that sounds like it was probably related. ... But it's just a story. The very fact that you're out camping with a new friend you made this year says you've started leaving old timid Jamie behind, right? Surely you can stand up to reading some page-long scary story about a local legend.\n\nClearing your throat, you announce, "'The Hide-Walkers'. ... Did she call them that just to make it different, or-"\n\n"You'd have to ask Cass."\n\nShrugging, you continue. "'The Deviloka spoke to the spirits of the land, including those of beasts and birds. They learned to trap these spirits within the mortal remains when the creature was killed, so as to preserve its nature and power, and when the hides were prepared it gave the Deviloka the ability to walk about in their forms. The great brown bears were the creatures most sought for changeling hides, but too the wolves they wore, and other beasts of the forest great and small, for all had their uses to the Deviloka. But when the great alliance of tribes and outsiders came, those who kept their hides close at hand were some of the few to escape, able to flee into the wilds and live among the beasts whose forms they had taken. Tribeless and without a home, there they remained, breeding with the beasts and-' W-wait, seriously?" you murmur, face going a bit red.\n\n"Hm, old fairy tales be like that sometimes," Gideon says philosophically, before adding in a wry tone, "Though I guess that one's not so much a fairy tale as just pretty fuckin' strange."\n\n"Yeah, I guess. Er, anyway, it says that some of the original Hide-Walkers could still be alive because they were able to draw new spirits into their hides to prolong their own life, but that also their descendants from the animals might also be able to change. Um... and it says some stuff about... kidnapping 'new blood' every so often to refresh their lineage... that's pretty dark. ... And probably problematic."\n\n"Lots of Deviloka lore is kinda 'problematic' man, I read the books Cass bought and checked out to do research," Gideon replies with a shrug. "I mean even all the other indigenous people hate them, they're not kidding when they talk about the other tribes and the white settlers teaming up to wipe out the Deviloka."\n\n"Yeesh."\n\nGideon gives a yawn as he glances up at the now completely black sky. "We may as well turn in, man, not much else to do in the woods once it gets this dark." He turns and starts slipping into his nearby sleeping bag, apparently ready to match action to word.\n\n"Er..." You glance around the darkened woods nervously. "Shouldn't we maybe, like... go in the tent instead?"\n\nGideon snorts. "Man, Cass didn't even make the story that scary, are you telling me you're actually rattled?"\n\n"... no," you reply lamely, taking your rattled self and climbing into your own sleeping bag to huddle and feel way too exposed.\n\nSurprisingly you find yourself drifting off to sleep fairly easily. Maybe it's the combination of the campfire's warmth and the fresh air or something, but you ease into a dreamless sleep... that's nevertheless disturbed sometime later. You blink blearily, looking ahead of you... the fire's burned down pretty well, still some light flames dancing over the thicker logs, a lot of the rest of it simmering as bright glowing embers further down. It takes you a second, but the first thing you notice is that-\n\n<hr>\n[[-Gideon's gone.|GidCamp2x2]]\n\n[[-there's something out there.|GidCamp3x1]]\n\n[[-... you have to pee.|GidCamp]]

So this site seriously seems to be selling androids, as in artificial people. That seems like it would be difficult to hide from your parents... ah, wait. In a week or so your parents will be taking a weekend vacation that you're not going on since it will start on Friday morning, and you'll have the house to yourself for a weekend. Theoretically, if this was real, and they're serious about that one hour delivery, you could put the android you wanted on your wishlist, buy it when you got home on Friday, and have the whole weekend to figure out what else to do! ... If it's actually real. But hey, why not? Maybe it is! And some of these androids look... cool.\n\n[[Sexaroid F-99|QONile1x8]] - They're not exactly being subtle with the name, and it's pretty much what you'd expect... girl androids who are made for sex. There's a lot of customization options, too, but some of the stuff makes you... really excited.\n\n[[BFFbot 202X|QONile6x1]] - These androids are apparently intended to be the ideal companion for someone, essentially filling the role of 'best friend', while also having a few other functions such as being a bodyguard and... well apparently they're not <i>focused</i> on it like the Sexaroid, but they're capable. There's a pretty wide range of customization here too, and you could easily make one that looked your own age (apparently there's an option that you can turn on so they'll age up with you).\n\n[[Lolidroid|QONile]] - Yeaaah you're willing to bet those are made in Japan. While the text emphasizes that the supposed intention is "a wonderful little sister experience", you can't help but feel that the rather sexy poses in the pictures make something else clear. ... Still, they are kind of cute. ... Whaaaat, you've always thought it'd be nice to have a little sister! And this way you could skip that whole "baby" stage!\n\n[[Dogbot BBB-89|QONile]] - Huh, this one isn't an artificial person, it's an artificial dog. Which would certainly make it the easiest of them to conceal from your parents, since you could just say you took in a stray while they were gone and beg to keep it. It helps that it's advertised as basically being "the perfect pet dog", since it's programmed rather than trained.\n\n[[Omnidroid X-9999|QONile]] - Wow. Wow, look at that price tag. That's... is there actually that much money in the world? Well, you suppose there must be. This android is apparently capable of shapeshifting, and is programmed to do pretty much anything you could think of. You spend a bit looking for the 'Excluded from gift card purchases' note you assume must be there, but no... apparently you could actually buy this thing. Though you're a little intimidated if so... what if it went all Terminator on you? Then again, it could probably do anything the others could and more.

Maybe it's stupid, but you're worried. Getting up, you take a few moments to look around, then notice that the pine needles between two trees kind of look like they've been disturbed. He probably went that way. Expecting him to be nearby, you pile some more wood on the fire, then set out in that direction. "Gideon?" you call, still barely above a whisper.\n\nYou do not find him nearby, but for some reason your brain has settled on this course of action and now you can't go back for a flashlight, as good a suggestion as that would obviously be. Instead you just wander on deeper, searching for signs of him, bit by bit losing the light of the campfire until you're navigating by what moonlight is visible through the canopy of the trees.\n\nThen, very faintly, you hear a noise... it kind of sounds like grunting or... yeah isn't that Gideon's voice? Turning towards it you hurry a bit faster, since he sounds like he could be in trouble, and wind up almost stumbling and going face first over something. A glance shows it's... one of Gideon's shoes? Blinking, you pick it up and continue on... but soon spot his jeans laying there as well, near another shoe and underwear. Confused, you drop the shoe you're carrying and move on, finally catching movement. Then, as your brain starts to process what it's seeing, your eyes widen and you quickly duck behind a tree, peeking out.\n\nYou've found Gideon, alright, stripped to just his hoodie, his feet flailing in the air as he's hauled up and down by a grip on his thighs below his knees. Specifically by the massive brown-furred form behind him. At first you think it's an actual bear, it's certainly as massive and has a bear's head, but... the features are a little altered, and you realize it has broad shoulders, longer legs, that the limbs gripping Gideon's legs actually have fingers and thumbs. And... it's fucking him. Its massive, heavy brown-furred balls are swaying as it pumps its incredibly thick pink cock up into Gideon's ass, both working its hips and bouncing the boy atop him, Gideon's fingers tangled in the fur of the beast-man's arms, his eyes rolling as his own stiff cock bounces, the motion sending lines of clear pre flicking through the air.\n\n"Nnnh, nnnh, nnnh!" Gideon's eyes are rolled and his teeth gritted... you can't even tell if he's being raped or not, he certainly looks like he's being forced, but if he is he's been taken so overwhelmingly that he's offering absolutely no resistance. "Ah, ah, fuck, you're stretching my ass, you're stretching my ass, you're fucking destroying my ass!" he whimpers, since that huge glistening shaft certainly does seem to have stretched his pucker taut.\n\nYou shudder a little as the bear man lets out a low, rumbling chuckle amidst his grunts and bestial growls. "You're the most eager little girlboy I've ever taken," he declares in a bass deep enough you can almost feel it in your chest, the words also carrying some strange accent. "Don't worry, I'm gonna get your pussy fitted to my dick just right before I'm done with you."\n\n<hr>\n[[Stand there in shock and watch.|GidCamp]]\n\n[[Run away!|GidCamp]]

The light's kind of low with the fire as it is, but you can definitely see that your friend's sleeping bag is empty, the top of it having been tossed aside. "Gideon?" you murmur, sitting up and glancing around. The tent flap is still open so you can see that he's not in there, nor do you see him anywhere nearby.\n\n"Gideon?" you call, just a little louder, but somehow feeling just a bit too nervous to raise your voice very much. But there's no reply. '... He probably just went to pee,' you think, swallowing. You can't help but feel deeply nervous though, after reading the story earlier, especially the bit about the Hide-Walkers seeking... new blood.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go look for him.|GidCamp2x3]]\n\n[[Go back to sleep.|GidCamp]]

"I think I'll buy the DVR to go with my bedroom," you tell Hopita.\n\n"Okaaay, let's just get that transaction done and... yup! Okay, I'll have it sent over right away, Amooya should have it installed in minutes."\n<<set $fd -= 100>><<set $dvrbought to true>>\n\n<hr>\n[[You have bought the DVR!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

... Okay, you're a teenage guy, there's only so much you can take. The idea of an obedient, hot android girl that exists only to sex you up? Yeah you've gotta go for it. You click the link, then spend a bit selecting from various hairstyles, breast sizes, and body type options. You also select the 'Deluxe accessory pack' because if cost is really no option, why not? Once completed, you resist the urge to hit the 'Buy' button and instead save the options to your wishlist. If this really works you don't want your sex android showing up about the same time your dad gets home, that could be awkward for a lot of reasons.\n\nYou try to keep your mind off the android purchase through the next two weeks, doing your best not to keep going back to the page and staring at your selections. You do tweak your wishlisted item a few times, more because at least that way you feel you're doing something rather than being dissatisfied with the original parameters. Eventually your parents drop you off at school before heading for the airport, and it's more your fear of being caught than anything that keeps you from cutting class and going right back home. But you do cut out the very second the bell rings, of course... and on your walk home you bring up the Nile site on your phone, finally clicking 'Buy' on your wishlisted sexaroid before you're quite out the school door.\n\nOf course you arrive home with plenty of time to spare, and nervously sit around in the living room waiting. Will it really come? Will it really come so fast? You almost jump out of your skin when there's a crisp, firm knock at the door only a half hour or so after you clicked the 'Buy' button, having left you waiting only about fifteen minutes at home. You hurry to the door and open it to find a tall, slender middle-aged man and a pair of what have to be the most immaculately-dressed movers ever standing behind a handtruck with a large, rectangular crate on it.\n\n"Good afternoon, sir, do I have the pleasure of addressing Mr. Jamie Kinsington?" the guy in the suit asks.\n\n"Ah, yeah, that's me."\n\n"Very good, sir, I have your package from Nile. Where would you like us to place it?"\n\nYou start to say that the living room is fine, but then realize that would mean having the crate right there in the open if you can't get rid of it somehow. "Ah, if it's not too much trouble, could you put it in my bedroom? It's upstairs, though."\n\n"No trouble at all, sir. Which is it?" When you tell him which door to use, he simply snaps his fingers and the movers spring into action, smoothly guiding the box inside and up the stairs as easily as walking. Wow... money can really buy just about anything, you guess, including non-sweaty movers with nearly supernatural ability for getting boxes through houses. (Oh, wait, maybe they're androids too? You guess that would make sense, since they're apparently real.) Luckily you cleaned up a bit earlier and there's a mostly empty corner you can have them put the crate in. "Now sir, we can assist with the crate opening and removal, or we may leave you to it, your choice entirely," the suited man says once the movers have positioned the crate.\n\nDeciding that having three people help you with unboxing your high tech sex toy would be worse than having to figure out how to get rid of a crate, you clear your throat and reply, "I'll take it from here, thanks."\n\n"Very good, sir. Here you are," he adds, handing you an oblong thing about the size of a smallish TV remote. "The unfastener, please do be careful, and thank you for shopping Nile."\n\nOnce the trio have departed and you've locked the door, you dash back upstairs and spend a moment fiddling with the device trying to figure it out. You try pressing it to what look like nails in the crate and pressing the green button, and there's a little 'click' noise before the opening parts a little. Huh, neat. You do the rest of the fastenings, then step back as the front of the crate falls to the floor... it's a much quieter thud than you expected, must be some sort of ultralight material. Inside, tucked into a foam rubber depression filling most of the crate, is... her. Well, 'it', you guess, but she looks so real it's hard to think of her as a literal object. You wound up picking a hairstyle that reminded you of Hinata from Naruto's original one, dark, short and a bit flared on the sides and back, with long falls on either side of her face. You picked a model that's in the early twenties for appearance, though the face option is definitely on the cuter side. Her skin is smooth and shiny, just the faintest bit artificial looking, though you mostly suspect you're only noticing because you know... other than some faintly depressed lines at the tops of her arms and thighs, she looks pretty real. You went with one of the larger breast options, though admittedly not nearly the largest (that one would have made it hard for her to go through doorways), though slightly more slender in the hips and just the tiniest bit of 'padding' to her belly. She's also wearing a white collar with a dark middle section, though it lights up green almost the moment the crate is open. She opens her slightly glassy-seeming steel blue eyes and smiles just the slightest bit as she steps forward out of the depression, leaning forward a bit to strike a pose with one hand on her thigh and the other on her hip, displaying her naked body and large breasts to you.\n\n<img src="images/KY-11.jpg">\n\n"Good afternoon, Master. I'm your new Sexaroid F-99, serial number KY-11. I'm currently going through my first startup mode so some of my responses and programs might be a little limited for the next fifteen minutes, I apologize for any inconvenience."\n\n"Um, no, it's fine, don't... apologize," you murmur, trailing off as you sheepishly realize you're apologizing to your new sex doll. Still, she sounds so natural!\n\n"Thank you, Master!" she replies, apparently appreciating the sentiment all the same... or at least programmed to respond to it. "If you'd like to activate your phone, I'll use bluetooth to transmit my additional control app to it. Also at this time, you can also give me a name to respond to if you prefer. You may of course change it at any time, and I am programmed to respond to any number of pet names, diminutives, or derogatory terms you may care to use."\n\n... Huh. You consider that as you open your phone up, watching an app appear on the main screen and open itself, revealing a control panel that has things like a power button and other stuff like 'Personality profiles'. \n\n<hr>\n[[Give her a name.|QONile1x9]]\n\n[[Nah, "KY-11" is fine.|QONile]]

"Okay, ah... let's go with 'Kay'," you suggest. Because, y'know, that's the first letter of her serial number. But it's all you can think of at the moment, and you guess it's not like she'll really mind.\n\n"Alright, Master, I've registered my name as 'Kay'," she answers in that same cheerful tone, straightening up. "To give you a brief rundown of some of my functions, all of which are controllable via the app or just by talking to me, you can change my personality to any of a number of presets or even build your own... by default I'm set to 'Cheerful subservience'. You can also initiate various 'Roleplay scenes'... again there are a number of presets, but you can download others from the app or write your own if you wish. Since you ordered the deluxe accessory package, you can also access the accessory list from the app and initiate me using one of them. Finally there is the general use app store for androids made by my manufacturer... many are free and add more general purpose uses to me, should you wish me to do things like cleaning, cooking, or other activities."\n\n"Huh," you murmur, looking at the app again.\n\n<hr>\n[[Try out some personality profiles.|QONile1x10]]\n\n[[Try out roleplay scenarious.|QONile]]\n\n[[Look at the accessory list.|QONile]]\n\n[[Download apps.|QONile]]\n\n[[Let's just fuck already.|QONile]]

"Well, let's find out where it came from," you suggest. "These woods aren't that big, right? It can't be more than like, what, a mile? Two?"\n\n"Probably. Yeah, sure... okay, it's flowing from this direction, let's head thataway," he says, pointing and then setting off at a brisk pace, leaving you to scurry a little to catch up and keep up with his slightly longer stride.\n\nIt takes quite awhile of walking, but eventually the two of you follow the bank of the stream into a large clearing, where the water forms a surprisingly round pool, a bubbling fountain of spring water at its center. A number of brightly-colored flowers have blossomed all around the banks of the pool, and seem to constantly be moving as if blown by a slight breeze, even though it feels rather still in the forest to you. "Man, we definitely would have found something like <i>this</i> if it was here," Kevin announces. "What the heck is going on?"\n\nThe moment he asks that, the stream suddenly surges where the two of you walked into the clearing past it, water rising up and forming into a solid wall teen feet high between the trees, and then seemingly spreading through the trunks and doing the same in a ring all around the glade. The shimmering water is still transparent, allowing a rippling view of the forest beyond, but there's definitely nothing there before a figure steps out of one of the water walls, perfectly dry and letting out a peal of laughter as her goatlike hooves land amidst the flowers.\n\n<img src="images/tQpfbSt.png">\n\n"Wahahaha! Foolish mortal boys! You have trespassed in the domain of Selassa the Forest Goddess, and your very lives are therefore mine to do with as I please!" she crows, setting her hands on her shaggy hips and smirking across at the two of you with a flash of her fangs.\n\n"What?" Kevin, despite his usual composure, almost squeaks a little, before getting it under control and frowning. He's handling it much better than you are, considering you're still staring with your mouth open and your face pale. "But this is my family's land! And this was never here before, how can it be your domain?!"\n\n"Well, I did just move here a week ago," the satyr-like woman admits, placing a fingertip against her lips and glancing upward.\n\n"L-last week?! That's not fair, then, we couldn't have known!"\n\nShe lets out another long peal of laughter, throwing her head back and flicking her long ears. "Fair?! Fair is for gods to decide, and mortals to abide by, boy! I'm the one who determines what's fair!" She's suddenly standing right in front of Kevin, leaning down a bit to look him in the eye as she smirks. He takes a half-step back from shock, and you actually fall to the ground on your butt and scurry back a little. "If you don't like it, you're welcome to try and do something about it. But what exactly do you think you're going to do, hmmmm?" When he hesitates, she snickers and straightens up. "Right, exactly. Still..." She raises a hand and rubs her chin. "I suppose I could try being a little bit 'fair'. I'll tell you what... you can either offer me an appeasement, and I'll decide if I like it, or you can just submit to my mercy, and I promise not to turn you into rocks or worms or something," she announces, flicking a hand around in a gesture that makes the bell on her wrist jingle.\n\n<hr>\n[[Offer appeasement.|QOKevWoods1x2]]\n\n[[Submit to her.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Ruuun!|QOKevPlaceholder]]

"Look, we're sorry, we're sorry!" You blurt out, waving your hands. "We'll appease you! Just don't turn us into... stuff! Please!"\n\n"Hmmm." Selassa eyes you thoughtfully. She turns from Kevin and makes her way over to you, hooves brushing through the grass, then leans way down to look at you. You can vaguely see Kevin's eyes bulge some... maybe that loincloth she's wearing doesn't have a back. "Alright, scared little thing. What are you going to offer me as appeasement?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Gifts.|QOKevWoods1x3]]\n\n[[Compliments.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Service.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]

"Um, a gift," you reply, squirming a little under her gaze. Her eyes are... weird, to say the least, with an outer band of intense glowing green, an inner band of bright, literally glittering blue, and silver pupils. "A really cool gift."\n\n"A gift, is it?" Selassa rests her hands on her fur-covered knees, tilting her head a bit and giving her ears a flick. "Well, technically everything you own is mine already, but there are some who say that what's freely given is sweeter than what's taken forcefully." Then she grins wickedly. "Of course, there are some who say the exact opposite. Still! What are you going to give me, mortal boy? I'm interested to know what you consider a fit gift for a god."\n\nYour mind races, trying to do a mental tally of everything in your bag, in Kevin's bag, that you have elsewhere, anything at all that this inhuman, powerful being might want.\n\n<hr>\n[[Chocolate.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Your Gameboy.|QOPokeStart]]\n\n[[Flowers.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Yourself.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Kevin.|QOKevWoodsPlaceholder]]

Deciding that there's not much point in lounging around in bed, you slide out and pad over to your dresser to grab clothes to take to the bathroom with you. You turn as you hear the door open, your mother and you blinking at each other as she stands in the doorway, wearing a tight tanktop over her (definitely bigger than before) tits with thick erect nipples, and baggy sweatpants. "Oh, Jamie, you're up." She glances towards your crotch rather blatantly, and adds, "Oh. And not up?"\n\n"Uh." You stand there with your mouth open, trying to process that after all these days of her not saying anything about it she's apparently decided to come right out and say something. "I mean, I... I guess I'm just... not hard today?"\n\n"Oh. Well, that's alright, baby," your mother chirps, padding into your room, tits bouncing and swaying with every step. She smiles serenely at you while hooking a thumb into the front of her sweatpants and pushing them down... and a long, thick, half-hard cock, even bigger than yours was that first moment, comes flopping free to jut at a slight downward curve in front of her. "Mommy's already pretty hard, and I was already thinking of giving you a good, thorough fucking today anyway. Why don't you take those clothes off and go lay down on the bed so Mommy can pound your tight little ass, okay?"\n\n<hr>\n[["... okay."|QOKevScheme4x4]]\n\n[[No way!|QOKevScheme5x1]]

Maybe it's some kind of... allergic reaction to something you encountered at Errana's. Or the chocolate bars. Or... something. ... Which doesn't really explain what your mother did, but it's easier to swallow if you just decide this is all connected and it will go away on its own.\n\nYou eventually shower and then head downstairs, finding your mother (in a different pair of athletic shorts) cheerfully making you a rather decadent breakfast. You keep wondering if she'll say something, or at least hint at what happened earlier, but she just seems particularly cheerful and upbeat this morning, and you finally decide to believe you dreamed it all (which is subtly distinct from actually believing you dreamed it all).\n\nYou wile away the rest of the day watching TV and playing video games, and eventually retire to bed, much as any normal spring day. You awake in the morning to a similar problem as yesterday, your enlarged cock straining at your pants. But almost before you've processed it you hear a very light knock at your door, and a practically whispered "Jamie?" Quickly faking sleep again, you hear the door open. There's a few moments before your mother carefully shifts the blankets aside and once again carefully lifts and tugs down the front of your pajama pants. But almost immediately thereafter she's stroking and sucking your cock, moaning softly and eagerly gulping at it. You try to suppress your shudders of pleasure as your mother once again pumps your prick and sucks a good half of it down, milking yet another load out of you and then letting you go soft between her lips and fingers.\n\nThe day goes much like the last one, and you have to admit there's some anticipation mingled in with the confusion and worry as you go to bed that night. The next morning you actually do wake up to the feel of your mother's mouth slurping your dick, and you yet again fight to fein unconsciousness as she works you over. But this time there's a creak of bedsprings as she clambers up, and you can't help but bite down on your lower lip as you feel a very different heat and wetness pressing to the tip of your cock. You valiantly suppress a moan as your mother's pussy engulfs your enlarged prick. Her full ass slaps against your hips as she begins bouncing atop you, moaning and gasping freely, and you risk a peek to see that she's facing away from you, her tanktop pulled up over her tits (which seem bigger than before, really) to let them bounce freely as she rides your prick, her ass jiggling as well and her pussy squeezing around you as she obviously cums repeatedly. Your eyes rolling up in your head, you cum deep inside your horny mother's cunt, your cock shuddering and spurting before gradually going limp in that gripping, slick passage.\n\nThat's the only time she takes you in her pussy, but she continues to suck you off daily. To your relief, it does look like whatever it was is wearing off, your cock gradually getting smaller and resuming its earlier proportions, even though your mother's interest in giving it daily attention doesn't seem to decrease. Actually, you're starting to get a little more concerned over more than just morality... it actually seems like it's getting a bit <i>smaller</i> than it was before.\n\nFinally one morning you wake up in bed and feel no sense of tension at all. You tug back the blanket and peek down the front of your shorts... yup, there's your cock, looking rather small and completely limp, which is actually kind of unusual on its own really. Well... looks like the issue is resolved in a couple of ways, anyway.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go ahead and get up.|QOKevScheme4x3]]\n\n[[Continue to relax in bed.|QOKevScheme6x1]]

"I like the idea of versatility and being able to do a lot of different things. I mean... just the idea of learning magic is pretty cool," you admit.\n\n"It's certainly not a bad way to start, as simple cantrips can often act like 'training wheels' for your other abilities anyway. Alright, let's see." Your mother glances around, then tilts her head. "Look, Mrs. Nguyen is two tables down."\n\nYou do a quick glance over. The Nguyens live on your block, and Mrs. Nguyen is about your mother's age... and about your mother's build as well, complete with full, proud breasts, nice hips, and a nice ass. She tends towards silk blouses and well-cut pants, both of which are on display today. Your mother smiles, and subtly points a finger in her direction, wiggling it in a little pattern. You watch as Mrs. Nguyen pauses with a bite of fried rice halfway to her mouth, then shifts her shoulders... which makes her give out a gasp and quickly put down her fork. She shifts a bit again, her pretty, sharp-lined face now flushed, and tries to pull out the front of her blouse to glance down... but even the motion of the cloth seems to cause a reaction and she twitches in her chair, her full ass grinding against it a bit as her hips move, her teeth worrying her lower lip lightly.\n\n"Uh," you murmur, your own face coloring as you stare. "What did you...?"\n\n"A little spell for breast sensitivity. Pleasurable sensitivity, that is. It's fairly low-level and uses a glowing rune... but I hid that on the back of her knee, the spell's duration will be up long before she or anyone else has a chance to see it," your mother replies in an amused tone, watching Mrs. Nguyen shiver in place and doing her best to gather up her things without moving her chest too much. "But as you can see she's about to... yup, there she goes, small boobgasm," your mother adds with a little giggle as the Asian woman's lips part and her eyes close, a little shuddery breath obviously getting sucked in. After that she's more flushed than ever as she quickly grabs her bags and leaves her lunch on the table, doing her best to walk stiff-backed and with as little movement as possible, though that and her obviously shaky legs make her gait a bit unsteady...\n\n... and lead her to run full-on into a pair of boys your age as they come off of the escalators. Their shoulders collide with her thrust-out chest and she gives a shout of partial shock, partial outrage, and a <i>lot</i> orgasm as she stumbles back and drops to her ass on the floor. Quite a few people are staring now, the boys looking confused and mortified as they try to apologize, only for her to leap to her feet and grab each one by a wrist, leaving her bags as she drags them off loudly vowing to give them a chewing-out about watching where they're going.\n\n"More like a sucking off," your mother says with a small snicker. "Lucky boys, I bet she hasn't wrapped those puppies around Mr. Nguyen's cock in years, now she's going to spend the rest of the day having them titfuck her, most likely."\n\n"G-geez, all that from one little rune?"\n\n"Magic is one of those things that's more about how cleverly you apply a specific magic spell than the power and bredth of the spell itself, most of the time. Oh sure you can do huge, broad-ranging, even world-changing spells if you want... well, once you learn how. But more often it's about being smart with using the smaller ones. Now, since you're new to it, Jamie dear, you'll probably mostly be limited to cantrips and simple rune spells... and unlike me you won't be able to runemark from a distance, you'll have to touch the object or person in question. But your magic is like a muscle, the more you flex it and work it the stronger it will become. So! Why don't we head home, and I'll dig up one of my old books for you?"\n\nOn studying the book you find that you retain all the information it has to give you easily... it's like your brain just wants to absorb magical knowledge and you can do it after practically skimming the pages. A lot of what the book has to offer is simple runes with a variety of affects that can be added together. And apparently it's pretty easy to make new ones since the margins and empty spots have new runes doodled into them (including the 'boobgasm' rune that your mother apparently used on Mrs. Nguyen). Some of them are more mundane, used in conjunction with each other to set up greater effects, either temporarily or permanently. While the book mostly talks about figuring out how to stack the effects yourself, there's also a nice selection of examples, including one to turn a mirror into a scrying portal. It only works on either places you've been before or people and things that have absorbed parts of your own magic...\n\n... but you have used Maya's shower before. And the first night you can't really help yourself, tuning your bedroom mirror to her shower and keeping an eye on it out of the corner of your vision. Once Maya steps in, you turn to watch your friend shower, her movements and manner showing she's completely unaware of your viewing. It's not the sexy soaping-up and display of her body that you've seen in some late-night made-for-cable movies... well, right up until she slips a hand between her legs and starts to rub, her lips parting in silent moans as her other hand comes up to one of her perky tits. Moaning yourself, you sit back in your chair and fish out your full foot-plus of demon-enhanced prick, stroking yourself as you watch your childhood friend do a quick, efficient job of getting herself off in the shower. Afterwards you're not nearly as ashamed of yourself as it seems like you should be... maybe your mother was right about your lineage affecting your morality.\n\nOf course, speaking of things your mother said... "Uh, what's this?" you ask a few days after first getting the book, pointing to one of the margin-note sketches towards the back of the book with a frown.\n\n"Hm?" She leans in to look, then laughs. "Oh! That thing, I forgot about it!"\n\n"You forgot about a rune array that will let me have sex with a girl without destroying her mind?!"\n\n"The section for incubus-specific spells wasn't really applicable to me, dear, so I never paid close attention to it when it was my book, I'm sorry." She takes the book and eyes the diagram and notes more closely. "But there are still a few drawbacks anyway. It has to be in a very obvious, visible place, specifically right on their stomach, and it glows red when you're fucking them. It's also fairly permanent, apparently, without expending considerable magical energy to remove it. So yes, you could use it on a girl and fuck them... but they'll almost certainly know you're doing it. Even fuck-addled by your aura, most girls are probably going to have some questions if they wind up with a glowing tattoo on their stomach."\n\nSighing, you nod as you take back the book. "So basically any girl I use this on, I'd have to tell I'm part demon."\n\n"Or have them so thoroughly enthralled that if you tell them not to worry about it they won't, but then I suppose that's pretty much the same thing." Your mother shrugs, turning back to her preparation for your father's welcome home dinner. "Anyway, dear, I'm going to spend the rest of the night pleasuring your father's cock in a number of delightful ways, so if you're not interested in being home for that you might want to go out. I don't mind you spending the night over at a friend's even if there is school tomorrow, I'm sure Kevin or Maya's parents wouldn't mind giving you a ride to school. Especially now. But if you don't mind some noise, feel free to just keep your door closed. Or watch, or join in," she adds cheerfully.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to Kevin's.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Go to Maya's.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Stay home.|QOFam]]

Luckily a charter by itself isn't that expensive... most people who save up for one spend most of their time saving to get a dwelling that supports being used as a guildhouse (and bidding on the limited number of them available... sorry again for getting the limited edition that came with one, everyone). Also normally you have to have a bunch of people together at one time to sign on, but you have enough play hours partied up with Peko and Carolina and enough benefits from your special edition game that you can just go ahead and sign up for one. You want it to be a nice surprise for the girls, after all.\n\nYou head to the Administration building that's off to one side of the long stairs that lead up to the central palace, which as far as you know is largely just decorative, though there's also apparently a little place where the moderators hang out waiting for reports up there. (A lot of people refer to them as the Hall Monitor's Guild, but not very loudly.) Supposedly the palace will open up a little with the upcoming expansion, but that's just a rumor at this point. The admin building is pretty busy as usual, with a ton of people clustered around the clerks, the VR rig interpreting the multiple click-interfacing with everyone shouting to be heard at once. Blegh. You'll wait until there's a brief clearout or something.\n\n"Oh, hey, Caspian, s'up bro?!"\n\nYou look over, then down, because you recognize that voice. Rantoso Online's character generator for people who don't get prepicked appearances is pretty varied, and seeing people play... well, lolis and shotas... isn't that unusual. This one in particular goes by Sogimi, playing a character with long black hair in twintails, light leather armor breastplate over a loose white shirt, what look an awful lot like denim cutoffs, and black thigh-highs. She and her friends are actually some of the top-ranked players on the server... Sogimi's even unlocked a special subclass of Warrior Princess called "Trickster Princess".\n\n"Hey, Sogimi. I'm just signing up for a Guild Charter," you say, pointing over towards the still-crowded desks.\n\n"Ohhhh, finally gonna put that mansion of yours to use, huh? Maaaan I was really hoping you'd sell that to me someday," Sogimi says with a sigh, hanging her head and flopping her arms. You're never really sure if it's that the other players are using emotes, or if it's just that everyone seems to act more 'real' when they're closer to your VR avatar, or what.\n\n"I'm not sure I even can sell it," you hedge, scratching a fingertip at your cheek and glancing away.\n\n"Ahhh, that might be true, m-hm m-hm," Sogimi murmurs, putting a hand to her cheek and nodding a few times with her eyes closed. Then she opens them and beams. "Hey, how about instead, you join Smol Squadron! I'll make you Vice Captain and then we can transfer our headquarters to your mansion! It's the best of both worlds, since we get a better guild house, you immediately get a bunch of members and furnishings and stuff, everyone benefits! The girls can join too, obviously!" she adds in a chirp.\n\nYou've partied with Sogimi enough to know how plot-y she is, and that she probably didn't come up with this idea just on the spot. You do kind of see the benefits of it, obviously, but try to hedge some more. "I dunno, Sogimi. Besides, I thought Smol Squadron didn't let anyone join over a, uh... certain height."\n\n"Tada!" Sogimi instantly says, producing a trio of shiny, rainbow-jeweled bottles. (Well, that pretty much confirms she was planning this.) "Appearance Potions! Super rare, super expensive... well, if you don't just buy 'em in the online store, but they're kinda expensive there too... but I'll throw 'em in for free! Orrrr if you feel really strongly about it, you don't <i>have</i> to take the potion, I'll make a special exemption for you, considering!"\n\nYeah she wants your mansion baaaaad. Well... you're pretty sure the girls wouldn't mind the idea too much. Hart kind of goes along with everything in a super chill way, and Peko and Carolina would probably love to get their hands on the massive amount of stockpiled ingredients Smol Squadron no doubt has tucked away (considering they're consistently in the top five ranked guilds on the server). There are definitely a lot of benefits to the idea... and, well, a few obvious drawbacks.\n\n<hr>\n[[Join Smol Squadron.|QORO]]\n\n[[Decline.|QORO2x2]]

"I... okay," you murmur, shocked into more meekness than usual as you timidly bend a bit to drop your pants to the ground and pull off your t-shirt, your small, limp cock and somewhat shrunken balls wobbling with your motions. Biting your lower lip nervously, you move to lay down on your back on the bed, watching as your mother slips a bottle of lube out of the pocket of the sweats before dropping them to the floor, revealing a much larger, heavier, and obviously more full ballsack than any you've ever had. She takes a moment to peel the tanktop off as well, baring those big, heavy tits... though they're still full and have a bit of motherly gravity to them, each one is still at least the size of her head. She squirts a long, heavy line of lube along the top of her cock, then begins to use both hands to spread it and smear it on, smooth prick soon glistening while her boobs jiggle and wobble with the motions of her arms.\n\n"Mmm, I will miss sucking on that big, thick cock you had, but since you've lost it I guess I'm just going to have to start fucking your tight little ass every morning," your mother coos before she walks over to the bed and climbs up on it. Grabbing your legs, she hauls them up and forward, lifting your ass off of the bed. Reaching down to angle her cock and nudge it up to your pucker, she smiles sweetly at you before pushing it forward, the thick layer of lube squishing audibly as her thick prick spreads your virgin ass open and slides inside.\n\nYour eyes roll up some and your teeth clench at the sudden sensation of having a cock in your ass... but more than that, of how good it feels! Keeping your legs pushed into position, your mother starts working her hips, pumping that thick girlcock deeper into your ass with every thrust. Your mother moans sweetly as she starts fucking you deeper and deeper, stuffing more of that long, thick cock into your tight teenage ass, until finally she starts driving into you in long, quick thrusts, making your own limp little dick jiggle above your crotch as she drives you against the bed. "Ooooo yes baby that's right take Mommy's thick cock you sweet little slut, you love Mommy's big hard dick don't you?"\n\n"Y-yes!" you gasp out, shuddering as something like a mild orgasm runs through you, your ass squeezing down on her dick as it does. "I love your cock, Mommy! F-fuck me!"\n\nThat apparently sets her off as with a long, sweet moan your mother stuffs her cock as deep into your ass as she can, starting to pump a bigger, thicker load than any you've given on your best day deep inside you, leaving you to twitch and whimper as you have a massive assgasm, your limp cock dribbling cum onto your belly.\n\nAfter a few moments your mother pulls out, leaving your ass gaping slightly and dribbling with her cum. She moves around to the side of your head, tugging your somewhat limp neck around so she can urge the head of her cock into your mouth. Your eyes are heavy-lidded as you start almost reflexively suckling at the thick, hard prick that was just in your ass, unconsciously copying the swirling motion she used on your own dick before with your tongue. "Mmm, that's perfect, sweetheart," she coos, tugging you back after a few moments. "Now, what are you?"\n\nYou blink at the question, but almost unbidden an answer comes to mind.\n\n<hr>\n[["I'm Mommy's baby boy."|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[["I'm Mommy's good girl."|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[["I'm Mommy's devoted pet."|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[["I'm Mommy's bitch boi."|QOKevScheme]]

"No," you whisper, shaking your head emphatically. "No, you definitely shouldn't be like anyone else. All the ways you're different are amazing, Mary."\n\n"Then <i>why</i> are you content with it for you, Master?!" Mary huffs, making you blink in shock as she reaches out and whaps you on the chest. "That's what it's about, isn't it?!" She stands and whirls, stepping away and putting her hands to her head. "Not showing my wings and horns isn't about me not being not normal, it's about you!"\n\n"No, that's not-"\n\nShe waves a hand dismissively, huffing and putting her hands on her hips. "Oh, I know, I know. You don't want me to be treated bad. But it's obvious that's going to happen whether I'm a succubus or a 'normal' girl!" She whirls back to face you, pouting. "Master, you like that I'm special. I can feel it when you look at me!" she adds urgently, pressing her fists to her chest. "Me being something so far out of the world you knew makes your heart race!"\n\nYou can only nod mutely at that, accepting the truth of it as you stare up at her.\n\n"It makes me feel <i>amazing</i> when you look at me like that!" she gushes, leaning forward, eyes sparkling. "So I don't understand why you're fighting so hard to be normal yourself! You don't have to be that way anymore! Look at what you did this morning! You can be so much more! You can make your own heart race! You can make your soul sing!"\n\n"I..." You swallow around a lump in your throat. "... Mary, being average is... part of how I survive, it-"\n\n"You don't need that anymore! You're strong, you're fast, you can learn magic! You don't have to be the bland, boring high school boy with a secret magical girlfriend!" she urges, her eyes almost pleading now. "Master, be extraordinary! Leave with me!"\n\n"L-lea-... what?" you almost squeak. "Go <i>where</i>?!"\n\n"Wherever we want! The mall, Palladium City, Avalon, Hell, Heaven!" Mary flings her arms out and twirls, making you blush brightly as she flashes her bare sex and ass at you again. "Let's go wherever we want, do whatever we want! If we hit hard times or people trying to stop us, we'll make an adventure of it! Let's be <i>free</i>! Free of expectations, free of burdens, free of normal!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOSuc3x3]]\n\n[[No.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Not yet.|QOSuc]]

'But I have class.'\n\nThe words are almost over your tongue and past your lips before you can stop them by pressing your lips together. The sheer... mundanity... of your automatic response takes you aback, has you staring at Mary. Slowly, still grinning, as if already knowing your answer, she lets her horns curl out from her head, wings spreading out behind her.\n\n"Yes," you say, finding your voice a little hoarse. "Yes, let's... let's get the hell out of here." \n\nLaughing delightedly, Mary springs forward and wraps her arms around you, swinging you back and forth just a bit. "Master! I'm so glad!" She steps back some, eyes sparkling excitedly as she looks at you. "Alright! Where are we going first?! We can go anywhere! Everywhere! Just say where!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Heaven? Hell?|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Somewhere adventurous!|QOSuc5x1]]\n\n[[Let's stick to Earth.|QOSuc3x4]]

"I don't think that's a good idea, Mary," you answer with a sigh, rubbing the back of your head. "I mean, we've already kind of been too brash and stand out already today, we shouldn't push it."\n\nMary sighs heavily, shoulders slumping a little. "Wouldn't want to be abnormal, I guess," she says flatly, turning to the fence and slipping her fingers through it, gazing out over the schoolgrounds.\n\nNot really knowing how to respond to that, you somewhat awkwardly settle down on the rooftop and pull out your lunch, eating as you occasionally glance towards Mary, who's still just looking out over the sports fields. You'd almost thought the whole thing would pass without further comment when she speaks up.\n\n"Master. That guy who was such a jerk this morning. Is that sort of thing normal?"\n\n"Um." You blink a little, thinking. "Well. Most people have better sense than that, since he could've gotten kicked out of school or arrested for assault or something, but... it's probably more normal than it should be."\n\n"And that teacher who was fifteen minutes late for class, read out of the textbook the entire time, and argued with someone who corrected her about the book we were reading?"\n\nYou roll your eyes. "For that teacher at least, that's pretty normal, yeah. Again it probably happens more than it should."\n\n"Is Maya normal?" Mary asks, tilting her head.\n\nYou have to snort a bit at that. "Not really, no. Probably double for her sister."\n\n"Who do you like more, Maya or people like that senior or the teacher?"\n\nYou frown a little, leaning back on your hands. "I don't get where you're going with this."\n\n"What's so great about being normal?" Mary looks over towards you, and after a moment steps back a bit and leans away, only gripping the fence with one hand. "Do you not like me, Master?"\n\nYou splutter at the suddenness of the question, feeling indignant as you snap back, "Of course I like you!"\n\n"But I'm not normal. I'm a succubus."\n\n"Look, normal is just... what everybody is," you murmur, shifting uncomfortably on the cement. "And it's easier to be normal. Being... different... you wind up having to justify yourself all the time. You have to deal with people who hate you just for being different. People not noticing you makes things way simpler."\n\n"But is that what you want for me, Master?" Mary turns and walks over, legs together and hands resting at the hem of her skirt as she squats down, balanced on the balls of her feet. "Do you want me to be normal? Just like everybody else?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOSuc4x1]]\n\n[[No.|QOSuc3x2]]

"... Hi," you manage, your brain unable to spit out anything better than that.\n\nThat sets both of them to giggling, which makes you flush... until one of them grins and says, "The gyaru said her American boyfriend was cute, and she was a little more right than I expected."\n\n"I know, right?" the other chirps, eyes twinkling as she looks at you.\n\n"... buh?" you squeak.\n\n"Hiiii!" Mary calls, suddenly hopping up from behind and throwing an arm around each girl's shoulder. "I found Haruko and Kirie here outside, and when I told them I had a cute American boyfriend that needed his virginity absolutely and completely destroyed, they were tooootally on board!"\n\nYou open and close your mouth a few times, which just makes all three girls laugh even as they come into the room, Mary closing the door while the other two slip out of their shoes... then undo their skirts and let them drop, revealing matching white cotton panties. Mary strips rather more thoroughly, revealing more and more of that pretty brown skin even as Haruko and Kirie approach you just as they are and move to kneel at the foot of the bed, between your legs. You're largely frozen as Haruko pulls away the towel... you'd always kind of worried about the first time a girl ever saw your cock, but from the sounds they make the two of them are impressed, if anything. Both lean forward, Haruko's eyes turning upwards towards you as she begins licking and sucking at one of your balls, Kirie's eyes closing as she drags her tongue up your shaft. You give a soft, strangled sound of pleasure low in your throat, still having trouble believing this is really happening.\n\nMary, now naked though still in her 'gyaru' disguise, settles in next to you, full breasts pressing against your arm as she leans in. Turning your head with her fingertips, she presses her lips to yours and slips her tongue into your mouth, starting to swirl it around slowly and gently, her hand sliding down to rub and stroke your bare chest. You shiver hard, especially at the feel of Haruko and Kirie's mouths still attending to you so lewdly even as Mary pays that sweet, affectionate attention to you. Still a bit shyly, you reach up to cup one of her breasts, starting to lightly squeeze it and roll it in your hand, Mary's soft moans into your mouth almost as much reward as the feel of that heavenly (infernal?) flesh in your hand.\n\nYou shudder against Mary as you feel a mouth sliding over your cock, bobbing gently just over the head, and then a bit further down, while another mouth is still working over your balls. Just as you're about to open your eyes to check who, Mary urges you back to lay down, leaving your legs still dangling over the edge. She slips down and instead presses her mouth around one of your nipples, making you gasp loudly as she licks and sucks at it. Kirie... the one with the short hair... moves up to do the same at your other nipple, while Haruko continues bobbing her mouth over your cock, dark brown eyes gazing up at you all the while. Shivering, you nevertheless continue to at least try and seize some initiative, reaching down to grip one of Mary's bare brown buttocks in one hand and one of Kirie's pert panty-clad ones in the other, kneading lightly as they lick and suck at you.\n\nYou suddenly gasp out a slightly garbled warning, Haruko only sliding her mouth upward but not entirely off... just enough that you can just barely see your cock spurting thick splatters of cum against the roof of her mouth. She sticks her tongue out briefly to show what's collected before swallowing, smirking wickedly at you. She stands up, sliding her panties down as she does, standing there bottomless and with a neatly-trimmed bush as she pulls off her top and undoes her bra as well. However, just as she's about to climb forward and straddle your hips, Mary raises her head. "Mm-mm!" She reaches over to give Haruko a nudge on the shoulder. "That's mine!" She then grins and adds, "First."\n\n"First? How many could he possibly have in him, he just shot off," Haruko asks, frowning a little, obviously eager to get some return for her oral work.\n\n"Ohhh don't worry. Master has way more stamina than the average boy, I think you'll find."\n\nKirie and Haruko trade a look, mouthing 'Master?' to each other, while you mouth 'I do?' at Mary, who simply giggles and nods emphatically. But the next thing you know you're being hauled back on the bed, and Haruko is moving to straddle your head instead, those white thigh-highs consuming your peripheral vision. You stare up at her very, very pretty and very, very wet pussy, before letting out a groan at the feeling of Mary's pussy sliding down over your cock. (For some reason you get the sense of numerous voices in the distance shouting "Finally!") You shiver hard at the wet heat engulfing you all the way, squeezing around you, almost stroking you as Mary begins bobbing up and down. Quickly getting into the spirit of things, you raise your hands to knead Haruko's ass as you start returning the favor for aforementioned oral administrations, the girl bucking and wiggling above you. You do catch glimpses of what's going on above every so often, when Haruko moves enough... Haruko and Mary kissing one another and fondling each other's breasts as they work their hips on you, of Kirie now stripped down to her bra and loose socks laying nearby on the bed, stroking and rubbing her smooth-shaven pussy as she watches the three of you. Several times you feel Haruko's pussy quiver around your tongue and feel her hips buck against you, and finally realizing you've made her cum repeatedly is enough to make you buck your hips up and spill your load into Mary, who gives a long, sweet moan of what sounds like relief as much as anything as her pussy squeezes and flutters around you.\n\nYou would expect to be tired by now, but your cock is still firm and ready to go even as it slips out of Mary when she swings off of you, Haruko doing the same. ... Well then! It only seems fair that since Kirie has waited the longest, she get the next go. You swing over, the eager look on her face saying she's beyond foreplay as you settle between her legs. It seems like something should go here, something you learned in health class, but health class is the furthest thing from your mind as you push your prick into the soft, wet pussy of the small-breasted Japanese teen in front of you and hear her moan with delight at being filled with throbbing American cock. A glance aside shows that Mary and Haruko are certainly keeping each other busy, kissing and fondling each other again, Haruko's tits not quite a match for Mary's but certainly enough for a handful.\n\n"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes," Kirie moans out as you grip her hips and start really pumping into her. Because dammit you're now a strong guy on a world adventure with a succubus familiar who brings you cute Japanese girls to fuck, and you're gonna <i>fuck 'em</i>! Your enthusiasm certainly seems to be pleasing Kirie, the girl squealing and arching her back, brown nipples popping out from above the cup of her bra as it slips down. You can already feel her pussy squeezing around you in her first orgasm, and you make sure that she has at least two more before you finally pull out of her, stroking yourself to completion on that sleek, smooth crotch, globs of your cum falling across her soft skin to be smeared around as you rub your shaft over it. (Oh, right. Condom. ... Eh, you'll just assume Mary's magic is taking care of those issues.)\n\nFeeling ever more confident in the enhanced strength, stamina, and prowess Mary's granted you, you soon have Haruko's legs on your shoulders, her as lifted off the bed that you're trying to drive her shoulders into as she cries out repeatedly in pleasure, her eyes actually rolling a little. You're not sure how you knew that she wanted you to (figuratively) destroy her pussy by you're definitely going to give it your best effort, especially since you feel even bigger and harder down there than when things started. Mary and Kirie sixty-nine off fo the side, tongues buried in each other's pussies, Mary gently teasing the other girl's asshole with her fingertips as they eat one another out. Mary's eyes turn towards you, and she gives a wink, and this time you flash her a wicked grin in return before starting to pound Haruko even harder, the girl gurgling softly as she cums again.\n\nEventually all three are lined up at the edge of the bed, knees on the floor as they bend forward over the mattress, Mary having whispered in the other two's ears and received surprisingly blushy, shy nods in return. You bite your lower lip lightly, stroking your cock as all three reach back and spread their buttocks, showing off their puckers to you in invitation. Of course you move up behind Mary first, settling the tip of your prick against that pretty brown rosebud as you lean forward, kissing her pierced ear. "Thanks for all this," you murmur. "... I love you," you add after only the briefest hesitation.\n\nMary shivers in a way that seems distinctly like she's cumming, and practically whimpers out a happy, "Love you tooOOOO~!" with the last word rising into a delighted squeal as you start pushing your cock into her ass.\n\nOnce all three girls have had a good, proper assfuck and some time sprawled on the bed fondling and kissing with everyone involved, Haruko and Kirie excuse themselves as needing to catch the last train home, showering and dressing, and leaving their cell numbers 'in case you're ever in town again'. Mary lays against your side, kissing at your neck and cheek, before sliding back on top of you, your cock going fully stiff from the half-hard state it was in as she slips back into place and slides down on you, rocking gently, the two of you kissing as you take your time about this one, Mary's hips moving slowly and breasts rubbing back and forth lightly where they press on your chest for the next several hours as you cum in her again and again.\n\nAfter some sleep and a morning shopping trip, both of you getting some fresh (and fashionable) clothes, the two of you sit at an outdoor cafe, watching the much lessened crowds pass. "So, um, not to look a gift horse in the mouth," you ask curiously. "But how did you, y'know... find those two and convince them to have a foursome so fast? I mean, was it... mind control?"\n\n"No no no, not mind control," Mary answers, shaking her head quickly. Then she pauses and adds, "I mean, I could <i>do</i> mind control probably, but I figured you wouldn't like that. No it's more like... nudging?" she continues, making a little poke gesture at the air. "I sense people that would be likely to be interested in what I want to do with them, and I just sort of nudge them towards it. It does suppress some inhibitions and worries in the process, but it doesn't make anyone do anything they wouldn't want to do anyway under the right conditions, it's just... smoother and faster."\n\nYou nod slowly, and can't help but blush a little as you look around and spot a good handful of attractive people... including what's obviously a cosplayer, considering the bright pink wig with long braid pink schoolgirl uniform, and the fact that she's posing energetically for a handful of photographers in front of a store. "So like... her for example, if you went up to her and offered her a threesome, and that was at all something she was interested in...?"\n\nMary looks over, blinks, then giggles. "Well, first of all, yes, I could do that. Second of all, yes that's something they'd be interested in, it wouldn't be very hard at all to get them doing all sorts of lewd things with us. But third, Master..." She leans in towards you, whispering in your ear close enough you can feel the warmth of your breath. "That's not a girl."\n\n"... buh?" you squeak, going red again.\n\n"Mm-hmmm. He's very convincing, though, isn't he? Very, very cute." Mary's eyes sparkle as she leans back a little, but stays close. "Should I invite him over anyway? I bet those lips of his would look super pretty wrapped around your cock."\n\n<hr>\n[[Only girls allowed!|QOSuc]]\n\n[[... yesplz.|QOSuc]]

"W-well, let's at least start out with somewhere on this planet, okay?" You flush a little. "I want to take off on an adventure with you, but let's start out with something a little simpler."\n\nMary giggles at that. "Okay, I understand that. Besides, as long as we're on Earth we don't have to worry about money or anything, I can take care of that."\n\n"... You never mentioned that before," you murmur, rubbing the back of your head.\n\nMary pauses, then pokes her tongue out a bit, tilting her head and bipping her knuckles against her forehead. "Oops." Grinning, she reaches over to grab your hand. "I know the perfect place to start!"\n\nShe tugs you towards her, and you find yourself taking a stumbling step... and suddenly surrounded entirely by a fairly hefty crowd. The sudden shift from the quiet rooftop to the stuff of your nightmares almost makes you bolt, but Mary (once again in human guise, though you notice some subtle changes in her face) quickly presses up to your side and starts guiding you along with the flow of people. That helps some, and you take a quick look around, both at the people and the city surrounding you, as well as the din of conversations happening amongst the crowd. "Are... are we in Japan?"\n\n"Yup!" Mary chirps. "I mean you like anime and all that stuff, right, Master? I figured this would be a good place to start!"\n\nYou have to admit, Mary suddenly popping you all the way across the globe before you could blink certainly is a demonstration of just how little limits there are to her being able to take you on adventures across the world. No need for a plane... or a passport for that matter. Still, you have some worries, since you are you. "I... I don't speak Japanese," you stammer.\n\n"Oh pish." Mary pops a finger into her mouth briefly, then sticks it into your ear and wiggles it around.\n\n"GYAH! MARY!" you yelp at the completely unexpected wet willy (though it's not like it's your first). Then you blink as the constant rush of words around you... well, it's not like it's suddenly in English, but it processes as if it were to you. It's still loud, intense, and incomprehensible, but no more than the halls at school or a slammed day at the mall. You're able to pick out snatches of conversation and sentences about like you would otherwise. "Wow."\n\n"Heheheh, neat huh?" Mary tugs you back and forth a bit to navigate along the sidewalk, then gives you a firmer tug as she apparently spots something. Her smile turning rather wicked, she comes to a stop to the side of a doorway, either end of it having large behind-glass signs. "Master, Master, look!"\n\nYou dutifully turn your head to look at the nearest sign display. 'Adoring Privacy!' seems to be the name, and it has a list of features such as 'Reasonable hourly or nightly rates', 'Computerized check-in kiosk', 'Each room with bath and mats', 'In-house vending machines with variety of products'. Your face steadily turns more and more red as you realize that this is one of those infamous love hotels. Of course your succubus has led you on a beeline towards one.\n\n"C'mon, Master, let's start our adventure a really fun way," Mary practically purrs in your ear, wiggling against your side.\n\n<hr>\n[[H-h-h-how about some shopping instead?!|QOSuc]]\n\n[[... yeah okay.|QOSuc3x5]]

You know what? Fuck it. Fuck every last bit of it. You're not going to embark on a grand adventure and then just bring along the old you who never did anything or took any chances. You swallow, then firm your jaw before nodding and giving Mary an (admittedly somewhat shaky) grin. "Yeah. Yeah, let's."\n\nMary smiles so wide her mouth opens, and you're fairly certain the air around her is literally sparkling. Giggling with joy, she snags your hand and pulls you inside. The lobby is basically just a room with a bank of touchscreens at one end, though you can see the entrance to what must be the vending machine area, and several hallways and stairways with numbers on them. Mary trots over to the touchscreens and spends a moment perusing before starting to make selections, and finally pulling a wallet from somewhere, extracting a card and inserting it. "There," she declares, snagging your hand again and leading you to one of the stairways. "I got us the nicest room and booked it for the night because why not," she declares breezily.\n\n"Yeah," you murmur, grinning back, your face still red. You follow along dutifully as she leads you along the hall, and slides a keycard along the sensor next to the door before pushing it open.\n\n<img src="https://i.imgur.com/alEDXEt.jpg">\n\nIt's not particularly large or opulent, the room mostly dominated by the bed, with the only other furniture being a chair. The bed's surrounded by counter space, that's... well, you can guess a few reasons why. You can also sort of glimpse part of the bathroom through a tinted window along one wall. Mary grins as you step in. "Tell you what, Master, I'm gonna go look for some things to make this even more fun," she says in a sultry coo, winking one big blue eye at you. "You get rinsed off and, y'know, comfy on the bed, and I'll be right back," she adds, slipping out and letting the door close lightly behind her.\n\nWell. It's pretty clear what she meant by that! ... Getting cleaned up and 'comfy', that is, you have no idea what she's thinking about getting something to make things more fun. You suppose that's a bit of the delight about Mary, though, isn't it? Still blushing, you strip down and set your clothes in one of the corners of the counter, before heading into the bathroom. There's a fairly normal-sized bathtub, but most of the space is open in the middle, with a shower head with a long hose attached hooked into the wall. Since it's not like you're filthy, you really do just rinse off, pretty much... paying special attention to a few spots, obviously. It's gradually sinking in that you're really going to do this, and as it does your cock gradually hardens, throbbing lightly but insistently as you rinse it off. It's not exactly eager to go down either, even as you dry off and head back into the room, sitting nervously on the edge of the bed with the towel draped over your lap, creating a fair bit of a tent.\n\nIt's not that long after you've sat down that you hear the door opening, and look over, your greeting to Mary catching in your throat. That is not Mary. In fact it's a pair of girls a year or two older than yourself... Japanese school girls. Those must still be summer uniforms, because the white blouses have short sleeves and stop just slightly above the waistline, giving a half glimpse of their bellybuttons. They're both wearing pleated blue short skirts, with one in white thigh-highs and the other in loose socks. Both are black-haired and brown-eyed, though one has hers long and loose, the other in a short ponytail. Both stop in the doorway and look at you, seeming surprised, but less surprised than you are.\n\n<hr>\n[["Wrong room!"|QOSuc]]\n\n[["Uh. Hi."|QOSuc3x6]]

"The... body thing, I guess," you say with a shrug.\n\n"Alright, let's see, let's see... '[[To Chaynj Wunz Body As Ye Will It|QOBook23x2]]', my my that seems kinda overpowered, doesn't it?"\n\n"Body powers too stronk, book devs plz nerf," you reply flatly.\n\nMaya snickers a bit, then hms. "Here's one that's '[[To Maek Wahns Bodee As M-|QOBook]]'... maluh? Moloh? Man this isn't consistent at all."\n\nYou lean over to take a peek. "I think maybe 'malleable'."\n\n"Huh. But 'As Water', the rest says. Probably. Why is this book written so weird?"\n\n"Guess a weirdo wrote it?" you suggest, shrugging again.\n\n"That makes sense. Wow, yeah, that's definitely true, listen to some of these... '[[to make another's body into a guise|QOBook]]', which whatever that means, it sounds pretty fucked-up. '[[To merge with the body of another|QOBook]]'... heh, lewd."\n\n"Mayaaaaa."\n\n"Psh. And the last one's extra super ominous, '[[To enslave another's body as your own|QOBook]]'."\n\n"Just going full supervillain there," you snort, though a little shiver runs through you at the creepiness of the concept. ... Although, "What does that even mean?"\n\n"Got me. Maybe it's like... their body becomes so completely enthralled to you that you can use it as if it were your own? Who knows what whatever edgelord wrote it meant."\n\n"Your sister doesn't seem like she'd have the patience for this sort of stuff, really," you observe.\n\n"Baal either has infinite patience for everything or no patience for anything ever and frankly I'm still not sure which it is," Maya mutters as she flips through the pages. Then she shrugs and says, "Anyway, let's cast one, huh?"\n\n"Er, what?" you say with a blink.\n\n"The spells are all in funny gibberish stuff, it'll be a laugh. Oh, c'mon, Jamie, just cast <i>one</i> spell with me and then we can do something else," she adds teasingly as you make a 'no way' face.\n\nWell, the lure of this slightly uncomfortable tangent being over is a strong one. You guess you should pick one to make her happy and move on, you didn't expect things to get so... icky, when you suggested the book.

Ahem. Yes. You'll just... focus on picking out somewhere to go to have fun. It sounds like with your mother's current attitude, practically nothing's off the table, so even once you get where you're going you could probably expect plenty of leeway and acquiescence to demands.\n\n('And you could always ask to go somewhere lewd too~,' that part of your brain suggests, which you quickly brush off. Where would that even be? ... Though you guess you might find out as you research...)\n\nAhem. Anyway. You start your browsing with a simple enough question in the search engine, 'good places to go for birthday'. Which doesn't immediately return anything useful, but gives you a few avenues of research to pursue. You may actually have to get a bit methodical and sort some links into folders with this... you're probably only gonna get one "whatever you want" birthday, you've gotta take this seriously!\n\nSome time later, you've assembled a series of said folders, with bookmarks for various destinations. First is the [[local venues|QOFam]], the places around Deviville that you might like to go. (It's not like you <i>have</i> to go flitting off across the country, after all, there's lots of fun stuff to do nearby that doesn't involve the hassles of travel.) Second up is the [[further out stuff|QOFam]], things that might require a long drive or a relatively short plane right. And third, there's the [[way out stuff|QOFam]] that would probably require a much longer plane ride and probably plans for a slightly extended stay to make said plane ride worth it.\n\nYou, um... you may have also acquired a folder of [[lewd destinations|QOFam]]. It's not that you were looking for them... very hard... you just came across some of them. And, y'know, saved them, because... ... because.

"Hey, Maya!" you call cheerfully, waving energetically as you go trotting over to her.\n\n"Jamie?!" she practically squeaks. Your friend has been goth since basically her thirteenth bithday; most of her hair is dyed jet black save for her forelocks which she's dyed neon purple, and which hang down to well past her chest (which is on the large side). She's got her yellow contacts in tonight, and is wearing glossy purple lipstick, a fishnet top over a sportsbra-style one (much like the one you're wearing), a black pleated skirt, opaque black thighhighs and laceup black boots. Of course, your own outfit definitely seems to have shocked her a fair bit.\n\n"Hi," you repeat warmly, standing in front of her and giving her a particularly sunny smile with your freshly-glossed lips.\n\nMaya makes a little noise deep in her throat, her pale face going very pink for a moment, to the point you could almost imagine steam rising out of her ears. She looks you up and down, and after a moment manages, "You look really... really... <i>really</i> cute," in a slightly whimpery tone.\n\n"Oh gosh, thanks," you chirp, turning back and forth a bit and raising one foot to make your skirt flare, Maya making that same noise in her throat again. "It's just me trying to find a new look, I guess. You look amazing as always too, by the way," you add happily.\n\n"... You think I look amazing?" Maya repeats, sounding faint. "... You always think I look amazing?"\n\n"Yeah!" you exclaim unselfconsciously, though you give a little 'oop' and snag her by the hand, pulling her over closer to the wall, sort of tucked slightly between the edges of two storefronts, since you'd noticed you were a bit in the flow of traffic. "You're super gorgeous, Maya. I mean, if I hadn't known you since we were tiny, I'd've never been able to function around you before," you add with a soft scoff.\n\n"... um..." she says, still sounding faint. "Jamie, what happened?"\n\n"Oh... got an earring," you reply breezily, grinning at her and tilting your head to show off the piercing. "Oh, hey, we should-"\n\n<hr>\n[["-keep shopping together!"|QONile]]\n\n[["-go on a date!"|QONile]]\n\n[["-do lewd stuff!"|QONile7x7]]

"Summon Adventurer!" you call, thrusting your hands out. You figure that's a broad enough category to get something pretty dangerous from, so that you don't just get like... a farmer or a seamstress or something.\n\nThe summoning circle lights up with a golden glow, getting brighter and brighter until it flashes dissipates... just like that, there's someone standing in the center of it. Specifically, a human woman with very large breasts and very small clothes. Your jaw slackens just a little at the sight of her. She's wearing a black witch's hat with a purple interior, but her clothes consist of little more than a black collar capping the very front of her chest, leading down into a pair of straps that conforms up against her really very impressive boobs before going down, hugging her flat stomach as well and leaving her bellybutton on display, before turning into a thin shin-length flap in front and a broader flap in back, just enough to cover her rear while leaving the entirety of her hips on display. The garments are trimmed in gold, as are her turned-down-top boots, and the staff in one hand is gold as well, capped with a large ruby. She has long black hair and blue eyes, and is overall, well, gorgeous.\n\n<img src="images/Minerva.png">\n\n"Did you try to summon such a lewd adventurer, Master?" Mary whispers to you.\n\n"Uh, I mean, I kinda wanted a caster, but no," you murmur back.\n\n"Probably the ambient energy, not surprised you get that kind of adventurer really."\n\nBefore you and Mary can discuss further, the witchy-looking woman apparently recovers from so suddenly, well, existing, and calls out, "Hail to you, Demon King Jamie, my lord, master, and god!"\n\n"... Ah, wait a second," you interject, holding up your hands, which makes her blink in surprise. "What was that last thing?"\n\n"God. You created me from nothing, after all, did you not? You are my Creator, are you not?" she says evenly, seeming a bit more in control of this situation than you are despite what she's saying. "Is it not appropriate to look on you as a god?"\n\nYou, uh... you hadn't really considered the implications of the fact that you were creating another human being from nothing. While that might be standard for monsters, apparently for humans it's a little bit more significant. You're not sure how to feel about this, but your new witch is looking at you expectantly, so...\n\n<hr>\n[["Yeah, that's right."|QODK]]\n\n[["Not quite."|QODK]]

You'll probably have to hear it eventually, and your concern for Kevin outweighs your desire not to be teased. You tap the call icon on his contact and put the phone to your ear, listening to the ring. You're almost ready to be diverted to voicemail when there's the faint click of the line picking up and Kevin's voice saying "Yeah?" he sounds a bit breathless, or maybe distracted, as if he'd been simultaneously exercising and taking a nap.\n\n"Hey, Kevin, it's me. ... Jamie. Um, is everything okay?"\n\n"Yeah... yeah, it's all good man," he says in that same sort of breathless, slightly lazy tone, though his words catch a little. You also think you can hear something faintly wet... is he in the bathtub or something? "Doing great."\n\n"So, uh, did everything go okay with that lady today?"\n\n"... Yeah, s'good. I mean, I'm still there now. S'goin' good."\n\nYou blink at that, then blush a little as several prospects for those noises you can just barely hear occur. All the same, you can't help but point out, "Uh, Kevin, it's almost seven. I mean, even your parents might flip out if you get home any later than this."\n\nOn the other end, Kevin moans in a mixture of annoyance and now obvious pleasure... then lets out a short, breathless laugh. "Yeah, yeah you're right man. Probably better. Thanks for the call dude. Hey, come over to my place bright and early tomorrow morning, huh? I definitely gotta update you on this whole... situation. Seeya then." And with that he unceremoniously disconnects.\n\nYou stare at the phone as you lower it. Wow, Kevin really did... get lucky with that hot older woman, huh? All day, too. A mingling of jealousy at his experience and worry that he'll somehow get in trouble (which will somehow result in you getting in trouble) for it fills you, but nevertheless when you go to bed that night you can't help but grow stiff at the thought of your attractive friend and that gorgeously lewd lady and what they might have spent all day doing, your hand jerking your hard prick at the thought of what those immense tits would look like jiggling above you.\n\nThe next morning after breakfast, you consider. Should you head over to Kevin's right away, as requested? You're not entirely sure you want to hear him brag on and on about whatever went on. ... On the other hand you're not entirely sure you'd want to miss hearing him brag about it. If you decide you don't, if you avoid him for a day or two he'll probably get the idea and shut up about it. Then again, you've never been that great at telling him 'no'...\n\n<hr>\n[[Go over.|QOKev1x3]]\n\n[[Avoid him.|QOKev]]

"Er, h-hey, why don't I, y'know, go ahead and go to some other houses to sell while you do that?" you murmur, unable to help glancing down.\n\nKevin gives you a brief look of 'Are you crazy?' but when Errana smiles at him and gives her shoulders a slight shift, making her breasts shimmy gently, his eyes light up and he nods. "Yeah, yeah sure man, you go ahead, I'll keep Miss Errana here company."\n\nNodding a bit dejectedly, you turn and scamper off down the walk, glancing back as the door closes behind the strange, huge-breasted woman and your friend. Well, obviously you're not going to carry on this weird scheme all on your own, probably better to just go home. You head back to the public bathroom you got changed in before, and then back home once you're done there. All the while you fret over whether you made the right decision. Will Kevin be okay without you? Were you right to leave? Are you an idiot for skipping out on a potentially amazing (and lewd) experience of a lifetime?\n\nEventually you assure yourself that Kevin is way savvier, stronger, and in general more capable than you are, and there's probably not going to be anything more interesting going on than her showing him some slides from her vacation or whatever it is older people do to entertain themselves when they have a captive audience. So you have a mostly normal rest of your day, greeting your mother and heading upstairs to play on your computer, eventually having dinner and going back upstairs to... play on your computer.\n\nIt's getting on into the evening when you realize you haven't really heard from Kevin. You'd have expected if anything good happened he'd have called to brag and to tease you for missing it, and if anything bothersome or bad happened to complain about you ditching him. You pick up your phone and open the contacts list, then hesitate at tapping Kevin's entry. You kind of don't want to put up with either of those options if you don't really have to... but on the other hand you do want to make sure he's okay.\n\n<hr>\n[[Call him.|QOKev1x2]]\n\n[[Don't.|QOKev]]

"A human, Master?" Mary asks with a blink.\n\n"Yeah, I've been thinking about it, and I figure that even if it's not normally possible, with my cheat abilities that you gave me, I should be able to create humans with the summon monster spell even if that's not normally possible," you explain. "And overall I think they're actually perfect for this dungeon. It's obvious if you think about it."\n\n"Hmmmm, you'll have to explain it to me, Master," Mary admits, resting her elbow in one hand and the other hand along her cheek. "Your common sense is eluding me."\n\n"Well, I'm becoming a Demon King, but I'm still a human at the moment... I'm not planning to change that right now, anyway. So doesn't it make sense for an evil human king to have evil human servants? It's a castle after all, a place where people live. Plus, isn't there like a rule of most fantasy settings about humans?"\n\n"'Humans are special'," Mary muses aloud, nodding a little as she apparently starts to follow along. "They're more clever, adaptive, and have a higher ability to gain skill and power faster. They can also even be more cruel and devious than a lot of monsters if you push them into a corner."\n\n"Besides, like a comic once said, 'We're all in the monster manual somewhere'," you add with a grin. "Plus maybe some of the Heroes who come to challenge us will hesitate a little if they realize they're fighting another human instead of a monster."\n\n"That's true, a lot of humans value each other's lives automatically, but add a little pair of horns and suddenly bip, all empathy gone," Mary agrees, sweeping her hands apart.\n\n"... Yeah we're really kinda shitty sometimes." You huff a little, then shrug. "But, hey, all the more reason that we should be able to summon them like monsters."\n\n"It's creative and well-thought, Master! I support it, let's go!"\n\nNodding, you step up to the summoning circle, focusing on it and preparing to call out the name of your new spell.\n\n<hr>\n[["Summon Ninja!"|QODK]]\n\n[["Summon Adventurer!"|QODK4x2]]\n\n[["Summon Maid!"|QODK]]

Kevin said he has more power over the house, so clearly the thing to do is to get the hell out of it! It seems so obvious as unlikely to work, but with few other choices you make a break for the kitchen and through it to the door to the backyard, the various little buildings and items looking aged, wood splintered, metal rusted, and cloth frayed. But you're surprised when the back door comes open at your pull, and you quickly hurry out. You can see now that the pool is filled with scummy black water, and the playhouse doors open to a dark interior due to the lack of sunlight. What surprises you more than anything is that the one section of the yard that looks fairly normal, even still retaining large sections of green grass, is the part that's fenced off as a kennel. In fact Kevin's pair of Golden Retrievers, Buddy and Pally, are there and look as normal and ever, barking in excitement at seeing you and hopping up to put their paws on the fence as they urge you to come play.\n\nThe yard gradually transitions into the woods where you and Kevin have often gone exploring, though now it looks bare, with black, leafless trees scratching at the sky and the shadows deep and dark... but actually, doesn't it seem like the trees might still have leaves a bit further in? Maybe Kevin's effect didn't stretch that far, if part of the woods still looks normal! On the other hand, it looks like the side gate is gaping open a bit, unlatched, leaving a path open to the rest of the world which is only as dark and foreboding as you've seen so far. Maybe you could outrun the effect that way?\n\n<hr>\n[[Hide in the playhouse.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Hide with Buddy and Pally.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Run into the woods.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Run out the gate.|QOKev]]

Even if what Kevin says is true and you're in some sort of dark, empty version of the world, there has to be something you can do! At the very least you want to avoid your corrupted former friend for as long as possible! The question is, how?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Try the back door.|QOKev1x7]]\n\n[[Hide in the basement.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Use your head.|QOKev]]

You can practically feel your eyes start to glaze over, and you actually begin to take a step forward, before you suddenly yank yourself back and blurt out a loud "NO!" Turning, you finally bolt in terror like you wanted to before, pounding out of the room and down the stairs.\n\nBut as you descend, you notice it getting darker, the light from the windows fading as if thick clouds had rolled in over the sun. When you get to the ground floor, your blood runs cold as you realize that the bushes visible outside the windows no longer have leaves on them, just bare, dark branches stretched out like malformed claws. You race to the front door and yank on it, and practically fall over backwards as your hand comes away from the knob due to the door not moving in the slightest, not even in a way that would say it was locked. Instead it's as if it had become as immobile as any of the walls. Outside it you can see that the lawn is all dead grass, the tree in it similarly blackened and leafless, all of the houses looking dark and abandoned, the sky overhead dark grey... not even properly cloudy, just an even, flat, barren color.\n\nYou jump and whirl to put your back to the door as Kevin's voice rings out from upstairs, but it also seems to be both from right behind you and somewhere much further away at the same time. "You know, Errana warned me that you might not be the pushover I thought you were. She said there was something that seemed a bit special about you... news to me, but she did teach me a couple of spells just in case. Like this one to shift the two of us into slightly lower plane where I have more control over things like my house. There's nowhere to run and nowhere to go, Jamie... just submit, and I promise I won't be <i>too</i> mad that you resisted me."\n\n<hr>\n[[Run!|QOKev1x6]]\n\n[[Submit.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Give in to fear.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Pray for help.|QOKev]]

Feeling equal parts excited and nervous, you still try not to look too eager as you look at him. "Um, yeah, sure, okay, tell me."\n\nKevin's smirk turns practically wolfish... at least in part because you now notice that several of his teeth are sharper. Your eyes widen as his skin flushes red... literally red, the color spreading across his entire body, heightening his muscle tone without changing his body shape that much. But you also see his ears growing to points, and a pair of short horns pushing out from his head. A tail flits out from one side behind him, and he actually spreads his thighs some as the bulge in his underwear gets noticeably larger. In mere seconds Kevin's taken on a literally devilish appearance, his eyes black-scleraed and yellow, and practically dancing at the sight of you in sheer shock.\n\n"See, turns out Errana's a demoness. And the two of us had so much fun together that she let a fair bit of her power bleed into me and, well," Kevin continues, raising his hand and giving it a flick, his nails having turned shiny, black, and somewhat pointed. "You called not too long after it happened, but she had time enough to tell me some fun things. Like I can pretty much do the Jedi Mind Trick now, it's how I got everyone to scram so I could talk to you. I wanted you to be the first, maybe only, one I told for a very important reason, dude."\n\nYour mind is still reeling from what you watched happen in front of you, you're barely able to comprehend what he's saying. "W-why me...?" you manage to murmur, feeling like you only haven't run because you're not sure your legs would work.\n\n"Demons do better if they have a human to be their demon worshiper, apparently," he answers with a light shrug, before grinning again. "And let's face it, you've always practically worshiped me as it is. Now we'll just make it literal. I'll kind of be your god, just like an actual useful one. You'll worship me and do whatever I say, and in return I'll give you stuff way better than some promise of 'eternal salvation'."\n\nYou open your mouth and close it several times, your brain not quite processing all that. Then your eyes widen again as he moves his hands and hooks his thumbs into the boxer-briefs, peeling them down and off as he lifts his hips. His cock springs free, hardening near-instantly and almost smacking against his belly. It's a huge thing... at the very least on scale with Errana's tits, up past his stomach. He settles back onto the bed, legs spread to show off his large, heavy red balls, leaned back a bit to angle that huge, demonic crimson cock right at you. \n\n"So, get on your knees and get worshiping."\n\n<hr>\n[[... No!|QOKev1x5]]\n\n[[I... can't help myself!|QOKev3x1]]\n\n[[... Yes, Master.|QOKev2x1]]

In for a penny, in for a pound. ... Or, in for pretty much all of your saved-up birthday money, but, well. \n\nYou force yourself to continue to be casual as you sort through the bins of hot purple lingerie. You find the bra with your best guess at fitting your chest and the smallest cup size they have, which does turn out to be pretty close to flat. You find a garter belt that's about the same size as the panties according to the tag, and the stockings only come in two sizes so you pick the smaller ones. Then you take a deep breath and head up to the counter.\n\nYou almost quail and beg off when you realize just how gorgeous the woman behind the counter is... she looks like she could be one of the models on the posters scattered around the store, with her perfect chestnut hair and stunning body beneath its businesslike skirt suit. ... Actually there she is, on the poster on the wall behind the counter, wearing a brilliantly blue thong and bra. Yikes. But she spots you and looks at you expectantly, which makes you feel like you've hit the point of no return, so you walk up and lay everything out.\n\nShe gives you a breezy, almost congratulatory smile as she gathers them up, from which you assume she must assume that you're buying them for your girlfriend. Then her eyebrow raises as she sees the size of the bra. She glances up and eyes you more speculatively, making you swallow.\n\nThen she grins.\n\n"Your first time?" she asks quietly.\n\n"Y-... yeah," you admit.\n\n"These can be tricky. Why don't you let me give you a quick measure so you don't wind up stuck with something that doesn't fit."\n\n"... Okay."\n\nShe takes you around a corner, somewhat out of sight of the rest of the store, and spends a few moments looping a measuring tape around your chest and waist and along your legs, as you try not to squirm or get hard, and failing at both. She actually smirks at you as she sees it, and then loops the tape around your hips, making you 'mmf' softly as it rubs against the front of your bulge.\n\n"You judged the bra just right, you must be a natural," she declares warmly.\n\n"Thanks," you murmur, your cheeks red.\n\n"The rest should be fine. Panties will be a little snug in front, but I'm guessing you don't mind?" she murmurs, voice warm and teasing.\n\nYou swallow and shake your head.\n\n"Alright." She leans in, voice dropping further as she murmurs, "Want me to get rid of the tags and let you change in one of the dressing rooms?"\n\n"... Yes please."\n\n"Alright. Just don't make a mess... cutie."\n\nThe same teasing endearment the Switchcubus used in your dream sends a shiver down your spine, and you give her a long look before following her back to the counter. It turns out to cost less than you thought... she must have used her employee discount... and she quickly and efficiently clips the tags off before ushering you into one of the little dressing rooms.\n\nYou take a deep breath, then strip down completely, standing naked in front of the mirror, eyeing yourself in it for a moment... and the 'Dressing rooms under video surveillance' sign. You wonder if it's the same woman or someone else watching you now... a pretty lady with panties getting wet? Or maybe some middle-aged male security guard with his cock slowly getting hard as he watches you put on the pretty lingerie? You're surprised how much both thoughts excite you... but then, that is why you're here, right? To revel in exciting <i>everyone</i> and be excited by them?\n\nYou decide to start with the bra, fiddling with it for a few moments before figuring out how to get it on and slip it into place. It has thin straps over the shoulders and lacy fronts that show your nipples through them as dark little circles, making them stiff and eager as the material rubs against them. You look at yourself in just the bra, that impression of bottomless, and decide that yes, you do look sexy and lewd, so fuck it. You start to pick up the panties, then briefly consider logistics, and set them back down and pick up the garter belt instead, stepping into it and hauling it up into position around your middle. Another pause to look at the bright, shining material against it, the still-loose straps already framing your cock. ... Yeah, sexy, fuck it.\n\nYou sit down and spend a few more moments figuring out logistics before bunching up a stocking and slipping it over your toes, gradually rolling it up, feeling it encase your leg and hug it, gently molding it into a more feminine shape as you slide it up, the material shiny and opaque and almost satiny in appearance, turning your legs into lithe, luscious gleaming things, with the bands fitting snug around your thighs with a slight amount of 'squish' nudging your skin out around them. You clip the garter belt's straps on, then stand up to take a look at yourself again. ... Yeah, amazing. On impulse, you fish your phone out of your pants and snap a picture in the mirror, letting enough of the surroundings show to make it clear you're in a public dressing room. You shiver a bit at the naughtiness of it, then set the phone down and pick up the panties.\n\nYou step into them and pull them up, settling them over the garter belt. (You've seen plenty of pictures with women wearing the panties under... ahem... but you have to figure that was just for pictures, else she'd have to take off or unclip the garter belt to get the panties off.) Of course the straps of these are thin enough that they can barely be seen over the garter's straps anyway. The biggest challenge is getting your cock properly inside them, considering you've got a raging stiffy by now. But a bit of deep breathing and force of will gets you down to about half-hardness, which is enough to stuff yourself properly inside, though making a very noticeable bulge, and pulling the panties forward so that they ride into your ass fully and properly. \n\nYou snap another picture of yourself in the full getup, then sit down to start getting dressed. You pause at your socks, but then leave them sitting on the bench... the pants are long enough to almost touch your shoes, so you'll leave that as the tiny bit of visible evidence of what you're wearing under your clothes. You pull on your pants, shirt, and shoes, then turn around to look in the mirror. Hm... objectively, not a single bit of evidence you're wearing bright, lewdly purple full lingerie beneath your completely normal boy clothes. You feel a bit edgy, extremely nervous, that it should somehow be obvious anyway...\n\n... but fuck it. In fact, you turn to the mirror with the surveillance warning sticker and blow it a kiss... whether it's a cute girl with her hand down her panties or a sweaty security guard stroking the last drops out of his dick, you hope they enjoyed the show.\n\nYou walk out of the dressing room and head out, giving the smiling counter lady a semi-confident wave, then join the flow of people moving through the mall. No real destination in mind, just walking for now, knowing all the while of your wicked, dirty secret under your entirely normal clothes, the private excitement racing through you beneath your blandly normal outward appearance. Fuck... this really does feel amazing.\n\n<hr>\n[[This should be enough, though, right?|QOSw]]\n\n[[... No, you can do better.|QOSw1x3]]

"Milkshakes," you say, handing the menu back. \n\n"Oh yeah, for sure," Kevin says with a grin. "It's getting hot out there, could definitely use a milkshake."\n\n"Hm, how about a mocha shake, boys?" Tandy beams at your excited nods. "A bit of chocolate to promote good feelings, a bit of caffeine to promote energy, hm?" she continues as she bends down and rummages under the counter briefly, coming up with a pair of frozen metal tumblers... and large, stiff nipples that have both you and Kevin practically slack-jawed. "You know, they say chocolate produces hormones in the brain almost exactly like being in love," she continues as she starts scooping ice cream into the tumblers. She pauses after sliding the door closed, then winks at the two of you. "But I guess in a teenage boy's case, that's probably more like lust, right?"\n\nYou blush and fidget in embarrassment, while Kevin actually smirks a bit... and both of you stare as she slips the tumblers into the milkshake machine and holds onto them... since the vibration of the mixers turning on sends small but very noticeable jiggles through those massive tits and her dress-outlined ass. But soon the show's over and she pours the milkshakes into a pair of glasses, jabbing a thick straw into them and setting them on the counter. "Alright, boys, drink up!" she chirps, grinning.\n\nAfter that show you definitely feel the need for something to help you cool off, and quickly snag one of the shakes and take a long draw on it. You're surprised by just how, well, perfect the milkshake is... thick but smooth and still fairly liquid, just the right amount of cold to be refreshing without numbing your tongue and ruining the flavor. And the flavor is really good too, a strong chocolate-coffee mix that has you feeling good about it almost immediately. In fact, you start feeling really good... maybe it's the sugar rush but you feel warm, almost giddy, squirming in place and feeling excited. You even start to have a reaction downstairs, your young cock stiffening quickly in your jeans. Not an unusual reaction, you're a teenage boy, anything up to and including a warm spring breeze can give you a hardon, but where normally you'd be absolutely mortified at having one in public, now you're too ecstatic and excited to care.\n\nBoth you and Kevin finish the milkshakes at roughly the same time, setting the glasses aside, both of you rather flushed and panting, despite the cold treats. "Oh, it looks like they did get you a bit worked up, hm?" Tandy chirps, catlike green eyes twinkling as she looks across the counter. "Well, don't feel shy about it, you're young, it's spring, there's no one about, just enjoy it!"\n\nYour mind hazed by excitement and arousal, you can only nod, continuing to pant heavily between parted lips. In fact, you feel hot, and it seems the most natural thing in the world to peel off your t-shirt, especially once you see Kevin doing the same thing first. The two of you stand there, slim chests bared in the cool candy shop air, and it takes only a few seconds for both of you to step in and start kissing each other, tongues hungrily delving into each other's mouths as Tandy makes pleased noises, rounding the counter while keeping her eyes on both of you rather hungrily.\n\nAs your hands roam over Kevin's chest and back, sliding up and down and occasionally tweaking at his stiff nipples, his similar motions making you moan and writhe, you feel an extra pressure beginning to add to the restriction of your jeans around your prick... a pushing, urgent feeling against your skin, concentrating around the waistband of your pants. So when Kevin's hands start fumbling at the button of your jeans, you're quick to return the favor, both of you sigh-moaning into each others' mouths as your cocks are freed, and the soft, expanding pink bulges from your stomachs wobble free of the confines as well. The growing, fleshy pink sacks jiggle and wobble as you and Kevin start jerking each other off, a small but growing sloshing sensation beginning in them as four thick lengths start pushing out from the front of it. \n\n"Mmmm, you two are coming along just beautifully," Tandy coos as she comes to stand beside the two of you. Her long, elegant fingers wrap around one of your new teats and one of Kevin's, squeezing and tugging to send little sprays of milk spattering across each other's udder. Both of you gasp loudly at the new sensation, hands wandering up to start caressing each other's udders and tugging at your teats, urging more milk out. Tandy smiles, reaching beneath the pink sacks to give both of your hard young cocks a stroke, then pushing down on your heads, urging you to your knees. With a light flip of her skirt she reveals her own impressively long, thick, hard prick, wobbling in front of you and Kevin's faces. It doesn't take more than a second before both of you are running your mouths over the sides of it, tongues flicking over the girl-smooth skin of her cock.\n\n"Mmmmooooooo, I feel so good," Kevin moans as he jerks off two of your teats, making your udder wobble against the top of your cock. \n\n"Mmooooo me toooooo," you groan out, sliding your hands up his stomach and chest to brush your fingertips over his nipples, then back down to stroke along the top of his udder.\n\n"Such good little cow-boys," Tandy says with a giggle, resting a hand on your head and the other on Kevin's, gently nudging you both in to start sucking and licking at her balls instead. "Hmmm, but what to do with you, what to do. What do you want, cute little cow-boys...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[To get fucked.|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[To get milked.|QOKevScheme7x2]]\n\n[[To be a cow.|QOKevScheme]]

"Hhhha... milk us, please," you beg while briefly slipping your mouth off of her right nut, your tongue still sticking out and dripping a long string of saliva. "Mmmmilk us!"\n\n"Mmmoooooooo, mmmmmillllk us!" Kevin lows in agreement, before both of you fasten your mouths back on her sack, eagerly sucking at it like hungry calfs.\n\n"Oh myyyy," Tandy breathes, sighing happily in pleasure. Then she leans down, snagging you each by the upper arm and pulling you to your feet. "Alright then my little cow-boys, right this way and we'll get you milked!"\n\nYou half-stumble along beside her, panting heavily, feeling your udder wobble and rub along your cock, which leaves smears of pre against the soft pink flesh. Tandy guides you both into a back room and through another door, where there are several strange racks and gatherings of equipment. "You first, I think," Tandy says, releasing you and turning to Kevin, leaning forward to yank his jeans the rest of the way down. Once she's gotten them and his shoes and socks off, she nudges him forward towards one of the areas. You watch, tugging at your prick and one of your teats, as she bends Kevin forward, guiding his neck into the larger padded half-ring in a metal bar, pulling his wrists up to set them into smaller ones at the sides.\n\n"Mmmmooooooo," Kevin moans eagerly, wiggling in place as Tandy lowers the swingtop of the bar, latching it into place and effectively forming a set of stocks. Kevin's udder hangs down freely now, the overful pink sack sloshing with his movements as Tandy fastens more restraints into place around his arms, chest, and legs. When she's finished he's held almost suspended in a bent-over position, toes barely on the floor and bare ass held high, hairless balls and stiff prick angled down between his slightly spread legs, framed by the pink backdrop of his udder. "Mmmmmilllk me?" he pleads as Tandy kneels down behind him, her massive tits swaying with her motions as she gathers up a handful of long plastic sheaths with clear tubes attached to the end of them.\n\nYou bite your lower lip in impatient arousal as you watch Tandy bring one of the clear plastic caps up to one of Kevin's teats. You can actually see the long, pink thing wobble a little before it's sucked in, the sheath sliding up along it, Kevin letting out a distintly inhuman low as his teat is sheathed in the suction cup which already begins wobbling around a little, milk rushing into the bottom of it and trickling along the tube. Tandy smiles as one by one she sheaths the other three as well, leaving you moaning in frustration at how good Kevin must feel actually getting milked, your hands tugging futilely at your own teats as you watch the milk flow through the tubes and up to the top of a large, clear cylinder where it splashes in, gradually spreading out to cover the bottom. You lick your lips as you watch Tandy give Kevin's prick several long, soothing strokes, right before sliding a larger clear plastic sheath over it. The rubber ring at the end of it quickly seals around the base of Kevin's prick, and he lets out a more distinctly human, but still utterly incoherent moan of pleasure as the suction starts, his cock swelling against the sides of the sheath and starting to spurt long, thick ropes of white into the bottom of it, all of which are quickly sucked through the tube and dribbled into the same container as the milk.\n\n"And now you, darling," Tandy coos as she turns back to you, shuffling over still on her knees and smiling up at you as she tugs down your jeans. "Pooooor little cow-boy, having to wait while I hooked up your friend," she says with an exaggerated pout as she wiggles the jeans off of your feet along with your shoes. But she grins as she leans forward and slides one of your teats several inches into your mouth, making you let out a long mooan as she suckles at it, swallowing down some of the milk. But she quickly pulls back, rising to her feet as she adds, "Don't worry, I'll make it up to you. You'll be the one I fuck first, once I get you all hooked up," she adds cheerfully as she leads you to the stall-esque area next to Kevin's.\n\nYou're quivering with excitement as Tandy nudges you into place and then urges you to bend forward, your udder dropping down to hang heavily, sloshing some with its burden of milk. You flex your fingers some in anticipation as the bar is lowered, locking your head and wrist into place, the rubber padding still rather cool and somewhat squishy against your skin. You feel the tightness of the other cuffs being locked into place around you, guiding you into that same suspended, ass-lifted position as you saw Kevin in. Once she's done, you're effectively incapable of moving... it's somehow neither comfortable nor uncomfortable, just slightly in between the two. Then you can hear the plastic sheaths clinking together and you whimper in anticipation, before letting out an ecstatic "Mmmmoooooooooooooo!" as one slips over one of your teats and starts sucking. Soon your udder is jiggling lightly with the suction pattern of the milking machine, teats wobbling beneath it sheathed in their clear plastic cups, tubes shaking beneath them as they pump your milk into the clear cannister to joan Kevin's. You squeal in pleasure as the larger sheath is slipped over your cock, feeling yourself practically expanding to fill the entire plastic cylinder as you start cumming, spurting your jizz into the tubes with the rest.\n\n"There we go, all hooked up! Now, here's your reward for waiting so properly, little cow-boy," Tandy coos, tugging her dress down in top to free her massive tits, then stepping up behind you, rubbing her cock across your pert, raised, vulnerable ass before aiming the tip at your pucker. She slowly starts pushing inside, making you mooan loudly again as she slides deeper and deeper into you, inch after inch of cock slipping into your ass. Finally her balls touch against yours, and that seems to be her signal to start fucking you, her slender, girlish hands running up and down your back as she pounds your ass. Your eyes roll up in your head, your tongue lolling out as you cum and milk all the harder into the suction tubes, your balls having just as endless an amount of cum as your udder apparently has milk. "Mooooo! Mooooo! Moooooo!" you gasp out, your vision almost whiting out as your overlapping multiple orgasms culminate in an incredibly strong one at the feeling of Tandy's cock swelling inside you and spurting a thick load of cum into your ass.\n\nYou settle against your restraints more heavily, panting and gasping and mooing, as she slips out of you and steps aside. You can't turn your head all that much, but you can just enough to see out of the corner of your eye as Tandy pushes her cum-smeared cock into Kevin's ass next, your fellow cow-boy letting out a pleasured half-human noise as she slides deep in and starts fucking him. You watch Tandy's huge breasts shake with her motions as her hips slap against his ass, his udder and cock shaking harder underneath him with the impacts, milk and cum practically gushing out into the tubes. You hear him give out a long, animal moo of his own as Tandy thrusts forward and presses her hips to his ass, then lets out a soft 'whew' as she pulls back, cock smeared and dripping with white.\n\n"You two are going to be a just wonderful addition to my shop," she chirps as she tugs her dress back into place, wiggling it over her tits again and flipping the front of the skirt over to conceal her now half-hard cock, the bulge it makes in the fabric gradually lessening and then disappearing. "A source of fresh creamy milk, extra high in protein!" she says with a giggle. "Just great for more milkshakes. But! I need to get back to manning the store. I'll see you two tonight," she adds with a glance at the quarter-full cannister, before sashaying away, leaving the two of you locked into position in your stalls. "Make sure to make lots and lots of milk for Mama Tandy, little cow-boys!" she calls back as the door closes behind her.\n\n<hr>\n[[Game Over.|QOKevScheme7xEnd]]

... Yeah no you're like... a month old. And have never even held a weapon before. And even if she doesn't have any on her, her weapons are like... right there. You didn't even bring one of the better sticks. She'd kill you immediately. Duh.\n\nSo what <i>should</i> you do?\n\n<hr>\n[[Run back to the colony and tell.|QOGob]]\n\n[[Follow her for a while.|QOGob1x3]]\n\n[[Forget it.|QOGob]]

The elf jumps in place, whirling around in a slight panic, spotting you and dropping her jaw. You're not sure why you called out, but you stab a finger towards the disturbance and the water and, maybe just by reflex, she turns and looks. She immediately leaps backward just as the undine comes boiling up out of the surface in the form of a column of water that extends tentacles off of it. The elf's eyes widen again, and she quickly chants something you don't understand and thrusts a hand out, a blast of frosty air hitting the tentacle that had lashed towards her, freezing it and sending it crashing back to the water in pieces.\n\nWell, in for a copper, in for a gold. You turn and run to her horse, which had already been rearing and shrieking a bit in surprise at the presence of the undine, and is also none too happy about being approached by a goblin. But all her weapons are right there on the saddle, some of which you could probably reach... if they're magical, they might be able to hurt the undine despite its watery form.\n\n<hr>\n[[Throw her a weapon.|QOGob1x6]]\n\n[[Attack the undine yourself.|QOGob]]

This is the best thing that's happened to you in your entire life! And hey, it only took a month... you might just be actually lucky?\n\nYou watch intently as she steps forward into the water, giving a rather discontented little squeal at the apparent temperature that makes a shiver run down your spine and your cock stiffen harder than it's ever been before, even though it had already gotten a good start just looking at her. Apparently she's not put off enough by the temperature to forego her bath, luckily, since she continues to wade out further. She stops just before the water would make contact with her pussy, looking just a little sheepish at her own cowardice before she bends over to splash some of the water over the rest of her body.\n\nIt winds up aiming her lifted ass directly at you, giving you an absolutely unimpeded view of her pink slit and absolutely perfect, unblemished pucker. Obeying some deep instinct, your hand moves down to your stiff shaft, starting to stroke it in an almost hypnotized daze as you watch her continue to splash herself, making more of those slightly huffy little squeals at the cold, her nipples perking up slightly longer.\n\nShe stands up and starts working her hands over herself, apparently working off some of whatever road dust she must be imagining is stuck to her, since she's still the cleanest thing you've ever seen. Her bare, glistening breasts wobble and shake, her ass giving slight visible clenches every time she splashes herself again... it's absolutely gorgeous.\n\nThen you see a disturbance in the water behind her... a rippling that's going against the current. Like something big moving towards her, except the water is clear enough that there's obviously nothing under the surface. Oh... oh right. You'd forgotten, in your daze over the hot elf... there's an undine in this stream. Most goblins who are unlucky enough to learn about it don't survive, but a lucky few (like you) have managed to run away at the first opportunity.\n\nYou've also heard rumors that the undine will "entertain" itself with the occasional goblin that's on the cuter side as far as humanoids figure it, or any other humanoids it catches.\n\n<hr>\n[[Ooo, this should be fun!|QOGob]]\n\n[["Hey, look out!"|QOGob1x5]]

"Hnnnnnnh!" she squeals, biting her lower lip and looking like her head might explode, the sword trembling a bit as it points at you.\n\nThen she suddenly sighs and slumps, letting the sword lower until it's almost in the water. "Well. I suppose I can't really expect better of a goblin. Even one who... saved my life," she adds in a grumble. Then she sweeps the sword back up. "But close your eyes <i>right now</i>!"\n\n"Yes miss!" you blurt, clamping your eyelids closed.\n\n"And cover them with your hands!"\n\n"Yes miss!"\n\n"And I swear, if you so much as move, let alone try to peek, I <i>will</i> cleave your ugly head from your skinny little neck, help or no!"\n\n"Yes miss!" you declare, nodding rapidly before going very still at the sense her sword might have moved.\n\nYou can hear her moving, and the mutter of something that might be more magic, and then the faint sounds of her getting dressed again. Finally, she says, "Fine. You can look again."\n\nYou uncover and open your eyes and turn. She's strapped her sword on at her waist and has retrieved her spear, and is tucking it into place on the saddle again before turning to you. She frowns, but more thoughtfully now as she folds her arms under her large breasts. "Hmf. What's your name, goblin?"\n\n"Don't have one," you answer, shrugging.\n\n"Hmf. Well for not having a name, you're the best-mannered goblin I've ever heard of." She lets out a long sigh, briefly closing her eyes and tilting her head. "As such, as much as I'd be loathe to admit it otherwise, I am very clearly in your debt. And a princess never reneges on her debts, let alone Princess Prissielle pon Dering. Alright, so tell me what you want, goblin, and I'll do my best to repay you for your help. What do you want?"\n\n<hr>\n[[A weapon.|QOGob]]\n\n[[Sex.|QOGob]]\n\n[[Cash.|QOGob]]\n\n[[A kiss.|QOGob1x8]]\n\n[[To go with her.|QOGob]]

You jump up, managing to grab the ivory hilt of the elf's sword and pulling it out, the long, straight double-edged blade of almost white silver sliding free easily. "Here!" you call as you run to the edge of the stream, hurling it towards her.\n\nThe elf turns and has to stretch and almost overbalance to catch it, her tits wobbling crazily for a moment as she comes up on one leg, but manages to snatch it out of the air and swing herself back the other way, slicing through two of the undine's tentacles. It gives a watery shriek of pain and rage as the water flashes where it was cut, the tentacles yanking back into its form and new ones extending, its motions taking on more fury than a simple attempt to capture. But the elf has got her balance back now and is easily defending herself, slicing off each watery tentacle that flings towards her with a fresh flash of light, and blocking several liquid projectiles with it as well.\n\nSince the undine seems fully distracted by her and you <i>are</i> trying to help, you jump up again and this time manage to yank the long white spear with a golden-clad head off the saddle as well before charging forward. You only have to splash in up to your knees to thrust forward enough for the spearhead to pierce the undine's side, and it gives a much louder burbling shriek as glowing water spreads out from the point of entry. The elf takes the chance to leap forward and cleave through the entire length of the water column from top to bottom, the undine actually falling in half from around the glow and splashing heavily to the surface. A moment later, the surface of the stream has resumed its calm, placid flow again.\n\nYou let out a relieved sigh, lowering the spear, then blink as you hear a <i>ding</i> and a faintly familiar voice say <i>You have gained experience. You have gained titles. You can evolve.</i> Huh? Really? That's-\n\nYou 'erk' as you're distracted from that thought by the point of the elf's sword coming to rest practically at the tip of your nose. Her other hand is covering her breasts and she's got her legs pressed together as much as she can, and despite the cold of the water her face is a heated red, pretty lips twisted in a scowl. "Hands off the royal weaponry, you disgusting creature!"\n\nUh... best do what she says. You let go of the spear and raise your hands, trying not to seem like you notice as she flinches at the sound of her spear splashing into the water and clattering on rocks. (What did she think would happen?) \n\n"A goblin... a filthy, disgusting goblin," she growls, which, uh... well, even if you were gonna argue with 'disgusting', you are pretty filthy. Among other things you haven't really washed your loincloth since you were born. Goblins don't really... do... that. Her scowl turns into almost a pout as she adds, "So why... exactly... did you help me?"\n\n"Um... i-it just seemed the thing to do?" you answer, since you still aren't sure yourself.\n\nThat definitely seems to confuse her, and she just looks at you for a moment... before her lips twist again, the lower one starting to tremble a bit. "W-w-w-w-w-were you watching me <i>bathe</i>?!"\n\n<hr>\n[["No no no absolutely not never ever in a million years no nuh-uh!"|QOGob]]\n\n[["... Sorry..."|QOGob1x7]]

<b><i>Alpha 99</i></b>\n\n*a98 version matched.\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can [[order normally|QODad1x1]] when out at his birthday dinner with his dad.\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can pick the Healing Princess when starting [[Rantoso Online VR|QOROStart]].\n-Update 2-\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie also has a [[new game|QOVR1x1]] he can play on the VR rig.\n\n<b><i>Alpha 97</i></b>\n\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can decide he wants to ask for [[something lewd|QOFam3x2]] for his birthday.\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can choose to [[unlock a bloodline|QOLvl1x1]] for his leveling assistance.\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie and Jane can [[try a different key|QOSis3x1]] after Jane's explained her nature.\n-Update 2-\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can [[get naked on Freya's bed|QOFreya2x1]].\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can buy the [[wedding ring|QORO1x8]] bond item in Rantoso Online.\n*Continuing with Jamie and Jane in the other world.\n\n<b><i>Alpha 96</i></b>\n\n* Alpha 95 version-matched to DW-M.\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can try the key with arrows in [[the toolbox|QOKeys8x1]].\n*<b>Main</b> Jamie can [[take a guess|QOFam1x1]] about what his mother has planned for his birthday.\n\n<b><i>Alpha 94</i></b>\n\n[[Dev Diary|June2024DD]]\n\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie has a [[new magic key|QOKeys1x2]].\n*<b>Main:</b> He can now recognize that the sex demon he asked for from his journal is [[his mom|QODJ1x2]].\n*<b>Main</b>: Jamie has a [[new dream|QODJStart]] in the dream journal.\n\n<b><i>Alpha 93</i></b>\n\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie can now write in the journal that he wants a [[hot sex dream|QODJStart]]. (Note: Only fictional celebrities will be used in that option.)\n* Also note: The dream journal content is going to be set up to allow a certain amount of cycling back. I'm not going to try to do an elaborate setup to manage tenses, so you'll just have to put up with Jamie being constantly skeptical of the journal's abilities and shocked by its eye opening.\n-Update 2-\n*More of the Demon Prince Jamie storyline.\n*Jamie can also just buy panties.\n-Update 3-\n*More of Jamie getting turned into a lowbie monster.\n\n<b><i>Alpha 92</i></b>\n\n*<b>Main:</b> Jamie and Josh can continue their "[[bonding exercise|BullyIse1x7]]" of fantasy world adventuring.\n-Update 2-\n*<b>Main:</b> Charisma earring-powered Jamie can decide to dress [[cool and dashing|QONile7x3]].\n*<b>Main:</b> There's also a new [[magic item|QONile7x1]] available on Nile.

Well, it is from a store for insanely rich people or whatever... maybe it really does work?<<set $vrfirsttime to true>>\n\nAfter eyeing the bodysuit, you blush some as you realize there's definitely no way to wear it without getting completely naked. But, well, needs must. You strip down, then step into the stretchy black-with-blue-lines suit's legs. You're surprised how smoothly it goes on as you pull it up... the little toe indentations around the feet even fit perfectly to you, and it's not even that hard to get into the sleeves and pull it forward. Once you zip it up, you take a look at yourself... very 'Tron', and the close fit makes you blush a bit due to the round bulge at your crotch and general painted-on look, but hopefully no one will see it.\n\nYou take a few moments to eye the visor to find the power button, then slip it on before pressing said button. There's a flicker, and the words 'Please recline comfortably' appear in your view, followed by 'Calibrating'. Huh, you lay down for it? Well, whatever, you think as you walk over to the bed and settle yourself down. A percentage appears beside 'Calibrating' that goes up as you move, and continues to rise once you've settled on the bed. As it reaches 100%, the text changes to read 'Initiating shift'.\n\nYou abruptly find yourself standing, not laying down, in a yawning, cavernous room whose ceiling and walls you can't really see, there's just the definite sense of being inside a man-made structure. Eyes going wide, you whip back and forth, startled even more as a calm, feminine voice says "Welcome to the dimensional ready room. Here you will select an application to provide a dimension for your enjoyment. At most, one hour will pass in your own world as you enjoy yourself. Now, to fully complete calibration, please select one of the prepackaged entertainment dimensions."\n\n"Wha-?!" you yelp, even as a series of holographic-seeming blue boxes appear with 3D letters floating in them. ... Okay, so, you guess it does work. Way, way better than you thought. ... You figured you were gonna play that new Half-Life game that still isn't Half-Life 3 yet, but looks like to get this thing fully calibrated you've got to choose one of its default programs. Uh... let's see, what's it got?\n\n<hr>\n[["Supervillain Training Program"|QOVDVStart]]\n\n[["God Game: The God Game"|QOGodStart]]\n\n[["Farmster Girl World"|QOFGWStart]]\n\n<i>(Hey guys, Skooma here. Just so you know, a lot of these passages utilize variables, triggers, and flags, so using the 'Back' button may cause errors. I've tried to allow for navigation around unfinished passages without using the back button where possible, for these, but be warned.)</i>

Well, your computer is on and Steam is running, and the rig is connected to the same internet it is, that's usually enough, right? You select the 'PC Interface' option, and blink a bit as a popup immediately fills your view.\n\n'<b>Warning:</b> Game interfaces for the Virtual Dimension Rig are a community-based coding project. The virtual dimension versions of these games may contain content, gameplay, and mechanics not present in the original experience. Interfaced versions of games are also constantly being adapted and updated by the community, and may contain serious bugs and glitches. Please be cautious as you proceed.'\n\nHuh. Looks like most of the code to let you play games not designed specifically for this system comes from other players... or, you guess, programmers working unofficially. These sorts of statements by companies are just usually to cover their butts, though, and even you aren't meek enough or fretful enough to think twice about clicking 'Okay' to get through that sort of thing and then putting it out of your mind. That's just how using computers works.\n\nAnyway, you see a 'Scanning' window with a little swirly idle indicator pop up, and gradually the window in front of you starts to be populated by games from your computer. You immediately perk up to see several you'd hoped would work... imagining playing them with the same level of immersion and, well, <i>reality</i> as you experienced in your brief time in the other sim is amazing! \n\n<hr>\n[[Skyrim.|QOSkyrimStart]]

You'd feel bad leaving her out, you finally decide, whether she can equip it or not. You guess if nothing else you can leave them as a decoration in the house, so Hart-the-Player can have the reminder that she's as much a part of the group as anybody when she turns up.\n\nYou buy the sets of rings, sighing a bit as you watch the number of your currency decrease sharply versus the quartet of little jingles in your inventory. Then you shrug... well, worth it. Y'know, as long as the girls actually like it. And don't laugh at you. ... But you don't think they will. This was basically Peko's idea. Right? ... Right? This <i>was</i> what she meant, right?\n\nIn any event you head on out to the other stores, AI Hart trailing along after you, passing one or two other Harts on the way without any of them so much as blinking at each other. (You do sometimes wonder if your dev friend pops into other Harts still and has other groups, but she's never brought it up and it seems impolite... or maybe needy or something... to ask.) As expected you do have to scale down the furniture you were planning to buy by a few tiers, but you still get some nice stuff that will at least make your house look a bit more like, y'know, an actual house, including a nice big bed. (... Hey it's a big bedroom, it would look weird with a smaller bed. Plus, y'know, you gotta buy a bed for your housing like first thing, it's MMO tradition. Just... ignore why that is.) \n\nYou head back to the house and proceed to spend a while getting it all unpacked and decorated... hm, still a little more sparse than you'd like, and you didn't have enough left over for lots of the little decorative touches and additional color you wanted, but it does at least look lived-in now. After checking the time and seeing that it's getting close to your evening meetup, you decide to set the rings out on the coffee table in the dining room, four little velvet boxes each with two gold rings nestled in them.\n\nNot too long after the scheduled time, there's a knock at the door, and a popup showing a request for entry from Peko and Carolina's usernames. You approve it and the duo breeze in, Peko raising a hand high in greeting. "Yaho~! Hello hello, Cas! Oooo hey you got the place all decorated finally huh?" she adds cheerfully, glancing about.\n\n"Hmmm, still kinda dark and... brood-y," Carolina mutters, tapping her staff against her shoulder. You notice Hart's posture shift faintly, indicating the player has joined the conversation, as Carolina continues, "Or were you going for that, huh?"\n\n"Er, no, this was just what I could do with the money I had left over."\n\n"Ehhhhh?" Carolina looks at you with pursed lips, feline ears giving a flick. "Didn't you have just a ton?"\n\n"It looks like, perhaps, Master spent much of his in-game currency on these," Hart announces from beside the coffee table, gesturing with both hands.\n\nYour face goes bright red as Peko and Carolina go over to take a look, and turn back to you with very different expressions, Peko with a wide, deeply amused grin and Carolina with a slack jaw. "Er, Peko said I should buy some bond items, and these, um, these seemed the best ones to get. A-and, you know, they looked nice, and, um... I just thought you'd like them?"\n\n"Buh?" Carolina squeaks, only to lurch a bit as Peko gives her discombobulating laugh and pats the catgirl on the back overly energetically.\n\n"That's great, that's great Cas! Oh hey, why are there four sets though?"\n\n"Ah, well, I got Hart one even if she's inhabiting an NPC, because it didn't seem right to leave her out, she's our friend after all," you explain. (Is it just your imagination or is Hart actually blushing some?) "And, well, um, I got the other pair for you and Carolina."\n\nNow it's Peko's turn to go bright red in the face and look a little spluttery, while Carolina looks at her with both hands over her mouth, obviously muffling giggles. Carolina collects herself, clearing her throat and brushing off the front of her dress. "Guess that makes sense, if they're <i>bond items</i>," she says rather smugly, before looking at Hart. "Can you even wear it, though?"\n\n"I can," Hart says, surprising you a little. "When I inhabit Little Hart, she gets the same flag as a player. So while the rings won't get any benefits from her while I'm not logged in, it at least won't get unequipped, and the bond will activate when I log back in."\n\nShe pauses for a moment, then turns and makes a few poking motions, before touching one of the ring boxes. Instantly another pair of identical ring boxes, and the paired rings nestled within, appear next to it.\n\n"Eh? What'd you just do?" Carolina demands. "I thought you said you weren't going to abuse your mod powers to spawn stuff!"\n\n"This seemed only fair," Hart replies evenly. "If I were getting loot as a standard member of the party, surely I would have been able to afford two more sets of bond rings myself." (You decline to point out that at a four-way split, no she wouldn't and neither would you, because you're betting she's perfectly aware. That's just how she is.) "Besides, this way I can also marry Peko and Carolina."\n\nThat makes both the other girls, and you, blush from neck to hairline, Hart actually giving a tiny smug smile in response. Then Peko bursts out laughing, giving a few bops on the balls of her feet that make her boobs threaten to bounce right out of her blouse, as usual.\n\n"That's pretty great, Hart! Really pretty great indeed! Well okay Carolina, let's get married! To each other and to Cas! And cute Hart too, you must be excited!"\n\n"H-hey! Sh-sh-shut entirely up, you... Blueberry-flavored Rabbit Peep!"\n\nPeko seems to have a rebuttal ready for that, to judge by the glitter in her eyes, but perhaps decides it would be too far since she instead clears her throat and turns to you. "Hey, Cas, we should do the in-game ceremony!"\n\n"There's a ceremony?" you say, blinking.\n\n"Yeah! Admittedly it doesn't actually confer any bonuses and it kind of costs a lot, and the schedule's always booked up," Peko allows. "So we'd have to do some still-unbonded grinding to pay for that and our wedding outfits, and it would take a bit longer, but still, I think we oughtta do it! A four-way party wedding deserves commemoration, after all?"\n\n"Ehhhh... I dunno, Peko, I mean... it's nice that we're cementing our status as a group and friends and all, but all that money just for a silly little ceremony, and outfits we're really only gonna wear once?" Carolina speaks up. "And we can't even do it for like, two months? I think we should just put on the rings and have done with it."\n\n"Awww, but that's so abrupt! What do you think, Hart?!" Peko demands.\n\n"I am fine becoming the wife of Master either way," Hart says solemnly, doing her little bow.\n\n"Oh please," Carolina mutters, rolling her eyes.\n\n"And the wife of Mistress either way as well."\n\n"Gyeeeeeeeeeeeeeee♥! I SAID QUIT THAT!"\n\nSo sounds like you're the tiebreaking vote, which is not too unusual. Um... hm...\n\n<hr>\n[[Side with Peko.|QORO]]\n\n[[Side with Carolina.|QORO1x11]]

Normally you'd be terrified of the idea of basically doing a presentation, especially to girls, but maybe it is because they're a reading club full of cute nerd girls that you feel like you want to seem at least a little proactive. "We can try doing something we read about, that sounds neat," you manage, without turning it into a question shockingly enough.\n\n"I did think that sounded fun," Constance agrees, smiling brightly. "So hey, why don't we all read a how-to book this week, and on Friday we'll meet up at my and Purity's place? Jamie, let's all exchange numbers so that we can send you the address later, okay?"\n\n"Um, sure," you murmur, fumbling you phone out, unable to help blushing. You've never had a girl's number in your phone before other than family (counting Maya), and now here are three being added. And you'll be going to a girl's house on the weekend? Holy crap! Thank you, books! Thank you, reading!\n\n"There we go," Abby says cheerfully as she finishes adding your contact. "Well, I guess we should all focus on picking something out that we can read and then do. Unless you've read anything lately that you'd like to try, Jamie...?"\n\n<hr>\n[["No, not really."|QOSchool3x4]]\n\n[["Haha, I mean, unless you count-!"|QOSchool]]

You do a quick check on your MonComm to see that you have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<<if $mgmilk > 0>>You have <<print $mgmilk>> monster girl milk. - [[Sell one for 50 FD.|SellMGMilk1]]<<if $mgmilk >= 5>> - [[Sell five for 250FD.|SellMGMilk5]]<<endif>><<endif>><<if $mgmilk <= 0>>You don't have any monster girl milk to sell.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $oberry > 0>>You have <<print $oberry>> oysterberries. - [[Sell one for 40 FD.|SellOberry1]] <<if $oberry >= 5>>- [[Sell five for 200 FD.|SellOberry5]]<<endif>><<endif>> <<if $oberry is 0>>You don't have any oysterberries to sell.<<endif>><<if $fuckedelf is true>><br><br><<if $elfnectar <= 0>>You have no elf nectar to sell.<<else>>You have <<print $elfnectar>> elf nectar. - [[Sell one for 100 FD|SellElfNectar1]] <<if $elfnectar >= 5>>- [[Sell five for 500 FD|SellElfNectar5]]<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $hopitasmellscream and $mgcream > 0>><br><br>You have <<print $mgcream>> monster guy cream. - [[Sell one for 400 FD.|SellMGCream1]]<<if $mgcream >= 5>> - [[Sell five for 2000 FD.|SellMGCream5]]<<endif>><<endif>><<if $askhopitacogami and not $cogamiwaifu and not $cogamisold and not $chargingstationbought>><br><br>[[Sell the Roboko.|SellCogami1]]<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[Go back.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"Um, not long after I got to school today, I started feeling like... hot, and then chills, and kinda sick to my stomach, so..."\n\nThe rhino-man grunts, another snort escaping his nostrils. "Little early for the flu, but I take the chance and I'd be the one to catch hell. Fine, fine, Kinsington, head to the nurse's office, but I hear you ditched out and didn't go there, you'll catch Hell."\n\nNodding quickly, you get up and leave the office, heading back into the school building. Actually ditching and hiding out somewhere is the furthest thing from your mind... that's a bit too much lawlessness for you. Instead you head towards the nurse's office, which you've been to before several times. Unlike the nurse's office at your old school, which was a rather claustrophobic room barely bigger than the coach's office, and most of that taken up by a cot, apparently someone at this school had either been to Japan or had watched a little too much anime since this is set up more like the nurse's offices from that, a fairly sizeable room with decent little beds separated by curtain dividers. "Um, nurse Rina?" you call quietly as you step in.\n\n"Be right there!" the familiar nurse's voice replies. A moment later she steps out from one of the little bed alcoves, and you can't really help but stare. You've seen people who have become a lot of different species since Maya cast the spell, but this is the first time you've seen someone who turned into a fictional one. Still, despite the overall fox-like look of her, the bright yellow fur, black-tipped ears, slightly large hands and digigrade stance is sort of hard to miss. She pads over, barefoot, her doctor's coat coming down to about halfway down her thighs and buttoned closed in front, her thick white ruff spilling over the top unbuttoned button a bit. "Hello, Jamie, what seems to be the problem today?" she asks, reaching up to adjust the black-rimmed glasses perched on her slender muzzle.\n\n"Um..." Your brain has been thoroughly derailed by trying to process the fact that apparently the mix of 'aesthetically pleasing' and 'fitting' that you've seen people turn into extends to what names sound like and cartoon species, and you wind up struggling for your reply.\n\n<hr>\n[[Repeat the symptoms you gave earlier.|QOBook16x2]]\n\n[[Plead exhaustion.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Fess up.|QOBook]]

"Uh, I, I was feeling hot and cold, and, kinda sick to my stomach," you stammer, trying to get yourself back on the rails. \n\n"Hm, oh dear, that does sound kind of flu-like," Nurse Rina murmurs, bringing a hand up to her chin and looking you up and down. "Well, go ahead and lay down in the first alcove, I'll be over shortly."\n\nRelieved, you walk over and step behind the first curtain divider, before settling onto your back on the small metal-framed bed, resting your hands on your belly. You're not sure how long your little deception will hold out, but at this point you've almost certainly avoided changing for gym class, which is enough for you. About a minute later Nurse Rina makes her way in, tail flicking up and back as she settles onto the stool next to the bed. She clicks a plastic cover over the thermometer she's holding, then tucks it into your ear, which flicks a few times at the stimulation in the time it takes to beep.\n\n"Hm, you don't have a fever," she murmurs in a mildly suspicious tone as she checks the readout, tapping one black-clawed fingertip against her cheek. "You said the symptoms started this morning?"\n\n"Well, I mean, maybe last night, I didn't sleep very well," you add, since it is sort of true, and that way you figure you can play it off as just being tired.\n\n"So unable to sleep, feverish feelings, stomach not sitting well," the nurse muses, rubbing the underside of her muzzle. "Tell me, any feelings of anxiety, or jitteriness?"\n\nThat's sort of your default state anyway, so you nod. "Yeah, I guess."\n\n"I see, I see. Tell me, Jamie, when was the last time you had sex?"\n\nYour brain threatens to bluescreen again. Your tail, which had been starting to flick back and forth over the side of the bed as you gradually relaxed, goes still and puffs out again. "... Buh?"\n\n"Sex, Jamie, when was the last time you copulated?" the yellow-furred vixen presses gently, as if that were the most normal question in the world.\n\n"I... haven't?" you answer, a little too stunned to think of another, more proper answer.\n\nHer eyes actually widen at that and she draws back a little. "A virgin, at your age? My word, no wonder you're not feeling well! You must be backed up something awful! You're at least masturbating several times a day, aren't you?!"\n\nEven the oversexed nature of the world you've found yourself in hasn't really prepared you for this. You stammer wordlessly briefly, then admit, "I mean... not for like, maybe a week?" After the change to your body, you were a little too weirded-out to do so. You were curious, admittedly, and especially with all the stimulation, but you kept finding your mind wandering to places you found... a little odd.\n\nNurse Rina is apparently so shocked by that she actually drops the thermometer, bringing a hand up to cover her mouth. "A week?! You haven't orgasmed in a week?! My word, I'm surprised you're able to concentrate enough to form sentences, a boy your age and not climaxing in a week! This simply will <i>not</i> do," she asserts firmly, leaning forward and crisply undoing the button of your pants.\n\n"Uh, hey?!" you squeak as she grips your zipper with two claws and smoothly pulls it down, revealing the growing bulge in the front of your underwear. "Y-y-y-you-!"\n\n"Young man, I don't care if you're the rare four-leafed clover that is 'shy'," Nurse Rina says in a scolding tone as she bats away your reaching hands and instead tucks her large fingers under the front of the waistband of your underwear, hauling it up and down to bare your stiffening prick and fuzzy white balls. "A boy your age who's not having intercourse at least a few times a week is not going to be able to concentrate properly in school, and that's that! Now," she continues, making you gasp as she wraps that hand around your stiff prick and starts stroking. "I can either properly set you on the path of sex, or you must at least release all this pressure with the machine!"\n\n<hr>\n[[A-alright...|QOBook]]\n\n[[... 'The machine'?|QOBook]]

Something snaps in your brain. Your jaw drops and your tongue lolls out, your lips curling up in a shameless smile as your eyes roll. "Ah, fuck, fuck, I love dicks! Getting fucked is so good! Getting fucked by a dick is so gooood!"\n\n"Oop, there he goes!" the incuboi giggles, putting just a bit more strength into his thrusts now as he watches you writhe and arch and start thrusting your hips towards him. He grins wickedly as your cock rapidly stiffens again, jutting up above your belly and shaking in time with your lewd, eager hip-thrusts and his own. "Yeah, you like cocks now, cutie, huh?!"\n\n"Yeees fuck your cock's so gooood," you moan out. Your cock is starting to leak pre now, slinging little sticky strings of it all over your belly as your cock wags from the impacts and motion. "I love getting fucked, please fuck me more, fuck me, fuck me!"\n\n"Ohhhh fuck yes you're unleashing all that lust at once too it's sooooo good!" the incuboi squeals as his eyes roll up again, once more looking like he's losing himself to pleasure as he starts frantically pounding into your ass, his hips slapping against you. "Cum with me, baby, cum when I breed your little bitch ass!"\n\n"Fuck yes breed me, knock me up, get me pregnant, get me pregnant!" you gush mindlessly, not caring about the impossibility of it, only caring about getting fucked and cum in with all the frantic need of millions of years of biological imperative.\n\n"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" the incuboi howls delightedly, bending your legs forward until you're bent double into full mating press, his balls slapping down against your skin rapidly now. "Get pregnant get pregnant get pregnant get pregnant!" he howls before thrusting into you deep and hard, grinding his hips against you as his cock trembles and twitches and pours cum deep inside you. Your own cock twitches and fires off long ropes of cum across your chest and face, your own eyes rolled up and tongue lolled out in a full ahegao.\n\nBoth of you stay as you are, panting and breathing hard, until he slowly pulls out of you, his cock still almost entirely hard but wobbling just a little, dripping with smeared-on cum just as your gaped ass is dripping it out. He leaves you bound... for the moment at least... as he rises up and slides forward, sliding his own thighs over yours to keep you in mating press position. His tail moves, coiling around your own still mostly-hard cock and giving it some squeezes and strokes, only a few needed to urge it completely back to hardness. Then he slides backward, and you moan loudly as his soft, yielding, yet still somehow incredibly tight and conforming ass engulfs you effortlessly.\n\n"Theeere we go, there's a reward for learning to love dick," he coos as he settles down on you fully, wiggling his hips and wagging his still immense cock around above your belly. "I may not have fucked the breeder out of you entirely but you'll breed this hole now, huh?"\n\n"Oh fuuuuck yes I wanna breed you so bad," you moan without hesitation, wiggling around eagerly, but in this position he has all the power.\n\nHe lets out a giggle that shows he knows just how aware of that he is, then begins bouncing atop you, using the bending of your own legs to help lift himself up and drop himself back down. He starts out with slow, long bounces, just sort of getting you used to being inside a hot, eager hole, then starts using almost the same speed and strength he was fucking you with before, breeding himself on your pole while his eyes go wild, hot purple pupils now definitely hearts as he slams himself down on you, making your balls slap against him just like his were against yours with lout <i>plap</i> noises.\n\n"C'mon, get me pregnant, get me pregnant, get me pregnant!" he demands, drool slinging off his long, lolling tongue and his back arched as he pounds himself down on you. You can actually feel your cock swelling up as hard as it's ever been inside him, urged to that same intense, if currently impossible, biological imperative to breed, to assert some primal dominance over this big-dicked trap who's currently using you as a breeding stud.\n\nIt's not long before you cum, groaning and rolling your eyes and lolling your tongue again as it feels like your brain is melting and pouring out of your balls and into his tight, gripping ass. He squeals happily, his own cock lurching and firing long, thick ropes, each one equivalent to your own entire load, spattering all over your face and into your mouth as you pant and shudder and moan.\n\nAfter that he slides off of you and frees your hands, moving to lay on his back and using his tail to lift his cock up into the air, just smirking at you with his eyes silently beckoning. Without a word or hesitation you climb atop him, reaching down this time to guide his cock into your ass, sliding yourself down on it and moaning like a slut at feeling it fill you again. You settle down on him and do your best to work your hips in imitation of his own earlier lewd motions, your much smaller hardon wagging back and forth over his belly. Then you start riding him, just like he did longer, slower motions at first, and then faster, harder, almost desperately, already wanting another load inside you, already wanting to be bred again.\n\nAnd once he's given it to you, and you've lifted yourself off, he rolls and rises up to all fours, lifting his tail in invitation. You move in, guiding your cock back to that cum-smeared infernal boypussy and pushing in, moaning happily as you lean in over his back, his tail coiling around your middle almost affectionately. You reach beneath him and start jerking him off as you pump into his ass, feeling him all big and strong and virile in your hands, and yet wanting to breed him just as badly as ever, even as you feel his own hot, virile loads dripping out of you down your taint and over your balls.\n\nOnce you've cum in him that time, you find yourself sinking backwards. Everything's going sort of... strange. In a different way than before... swimming, indistinct. You can feel the incuboi's body slide against yours, his breath warm in your ear as he whispers to you.\n\n"Dream's almost over. And while I didn't knock you up for reals, I did put a seed in you... a little seed of power~. If you want to become a Switchcubus like me, then there's two things to do to begin the process. First off, tomorrow, go out and do something lewd... buy some sexy girl undies and then wear them under your clothes all day~, something like that. You have to feed that seed or it'll die, so do something good and lewd, if you wanna become a sexy fuck-demon desired by both men and women~! Then, tomorrow night, write 'I want to pick my new form' in your dream journal. If you nurtured the seed well enough, you'll start your transformation into a Switchcubus... if not... well... better not even try, then~!"\n\nHe giggles, and kisses your ear, and suddenly you're sitting up awake, gasping... and then grimacing and looking down at the completely soaked front of your pants and topsheet. ... Dammit.\n\nYour head whirls as you get up and strip off your sleeping pants, finding your cock completely hard and also completely smeared with cum and pre. You stare down at it, then reach down and wrap your hand around it... and that one touch is all that it takes to make you cum, hard, firing surprisingly thick and numerous ropes outward, especially considering how much you clearly came in the night. But you don't just orgasm with your cock, you cum with your ass, which clenches and shudders as if eager to wrap itself around a cock again, your teeth clenching and your eyes rolling with shock at the intensity of the double orgasm. \n\nYou breathe hard, panting, looking down at the long lines ending in thicker pools of cum on the floor, your head spinning a bit still. You sag back to sit on the edge of the bed. After a moment, partly in curiosity, you reach over for the dream journal and flip it open. Beneath the header you wrote is more writing... your writing, though obviously you don't remember writing it.\n\n'<i>Last night I dreamed that a Switchcubus came to me in the night. I wouldn't let him play the Succuboi for me, so he became an Incuboi and fucked me instead. He dominated me and broke my brain and made me love cock, and we spent all night breeding each other like mindless animals in rut. At the end of the dream he told me that he'd planted a seed of magic inside me, and that if I wanted to nurture it and become a Switchcubus like him, I should do lewd things today, and then write in my dream journal tonight that I want to choose a new form.</i>'\n\n... Well. That's about the size of it, isn't it?\n\nYou stare at the text for a long moment, then close the book and set it aside, flopping on your back and trying to ignore the wet spot on the bed for the moment. ... So... now what?\n\n<hr>\n[[Ignore it, pretend it never happened.|QODJ]]\n\n[[... Time to go out and do something lewd!|QOSw1x1]]

No, no, you refuse! You'll wake up! You squeeze your eyes tight closed and concentrate on waking up and shaking yourself out of the dream as hard as you can, focusing all your will on refusing to give in to the flow of it.\n\nUnfortunately, you don't wake up. But as if in a consolation prize, you can feel the aching, needy stiffness of your cock dissipate, a quick easing as you go limp again. You open your eyes to see the succuboi blinking a bit in surprise and giving your suddenly limp cock a poke with one finger.\n\n"Awwwww!" he declares with a pout, looking up at you with his (admittedly) sweet-looking lips. "Hey, c'mon, play along and get it up again!"\n\n"Nope, nuh-uh, no way," you blurt back, shaking your head wildly.\n\n"Mmmm." He straightens up where he is, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he eyes you... then smiling brightly again and lifting his hands in a shrug. "Oh well! We'll just have to switch from succuboi to incuboi mode!" he chirps, lowering his hands and making a sort of heart shape with his fingers around his tattoo.\n\n"Er, what?" you blurt as the tattoo glows pink brightly, before the glow fades to blue. Your eyes widen again as his cock rapidly stiffens, growing longer and harder and jutting ahead of him... and then just continuing to get longer and harder and thicker, his balls growing larger and heavier beneath it as it does. In a matter of moments it's as long and almost as thick as an energy drink can, and with another giggle he leans forward and slaps it down atop your own limp dick, grinding the heavy member in as if to further emphasize just how much longer and thicker and above all harder it is than yours.\n\n"I wanted to just enjoy some straight boy cock, but since you wanna be difficult, I guess I'll just have to enjoy straight boy <i>holes</i> instead!"\n\nHe suddenly gives a little jump and flip that makes you yelp in surprise, then let out an 'oof' as his knees land on your shoulders with him facing the other way, down towards your feet now, leaning forward to press his hands down on your wrists and fully pin you. Which, of course, puts that massive cock of his right above your face. He lets out another giggle, shaking his hips some more, wagging that girthy shaft right above you and making his now heavy balls sway, before he lifts up a bit more and wraps his tail around the base of his prick to aim it at your lips. "Now say 'ah~'!"\n\n"No waAAAHHHMMGLF!" you protest, which of course is cut off as he shoves his cock in your mouth and then almost immediately begins thrusting. He giggles loudly again as he starts fucking downward, forcing your throat open as you gag and writhe, making it bulge up around his fat length as he works it deeper and deeper in.\n\n"Ahhhh, I love the sound of a straight boy getting his throat fucked," the incuboi moans happily, letting a very long tongue loll out as his eyes roll up just a bit, a wicked, contented smile on his face. "I love it almost as much as the feel of a straight boy's throat around my dick! Yeah, take it, take it girlfucker!"\n\nSoon he's fucking in quick, eager strokes, his heavy balls slapping down against your face, feeling both firm and silky-soft despite the weight of the impact. You buck and writhe, but he's got you held firmly in place, and there really is nothing you can do but take it, the girth of his cock stretching your lips and throat as he rapes your face. You can taste his pre smearing all over your tongue, actually feel it on the inside of your mouth and in your throat, making you more sensitive, intensifying the feeling of him being inside you, using you, everything about his taste and his heat and the throbbing of him.\n\nHe pauses briefly with his cock thrust all the way in, right up to the root, working his hips to grind it around in your throat and rub his balls on your face as you reflexively gag and gulp and swallow all around him. "Awwww, still nothing?" he teases as he uses the spade of his tail to rub and press against your limp cock, before giving it a gentle little slap and making your hips lurch. "Well you just go ahead and let that little bitch clit stay soft, cutie, won't stop me from enjoying your holes all I like!"\n\nWhereupon he does, indeed, resume fucking your face, pumping his cock into your throat with abandon and making you gag and gulp and writhe. But he also continues to tease your limp dick with his tail, cooing out those sweet mocking words about hoping you like the taste of his dick all over your cute straight boy tongue as he sends little feathery ribbons of unwilling pleasure through you. His coos and squeals and happy sighs all mingle together in the stimulating heat of the room, along with the slap of his balls on your face and the wet squelching of his cock into your mouth, becoming borderline hypnotic, even your struggles taking on a faint, almost somnolent quality.\n\n"Kyeeeee!" the incuboi suddenly squeals as he thrusts forward, tongue lolling out further and eyes rolling up more as his cock starts twitching and trembling inside your throat. You 'mmf!' and 'hnnh!' in protest as you can feel the shots of thick, liquid warmth sliding down into your belly, stirring up your whole body, that strange sensitive, intense feeling in your throat spreading out from there, sinking into your skin even more than the atmosphere of the room already had, making you feel like you're almost vibrating with the potential for pleasure even as you steadfastly refuse it.\n\n"Ahhhh... loooove feeding a straight boy his first load," the incuboi coos as he pulls out of you, his glistening cock swaying over your face again, dripping a few last droplets of thick white jizz onto your lips and tongue as you pant for breath. He lifts up your wrists and brings them together, and you watch as a band of swirling hot purple light appears around them, arcing in multiple loops and holding them as firmly as if you'd been ziptied. He slips forward and around, swinging your wrists to the headboard and leaving them there as if he'd chained them, sliding down your body and back between your legs.\n\nThere he smirks up at you again as he strokes his hands up and down your thighs, teasingly, ticklishly, drawing out the obviousness of what he's about to do. He then pushes your legs wide and up a bit, giggling at the look on your face when he does. "That's riiiight, straight boy spread open just like a girl about to get good and fucked," he teases, looking down at you and then licking his lips. "Ah... I'm torn... I love it when my cock is the first thing they ever feel inside them... but I dooooo also love the taste of an untouched straight boypussy... ah, what to do, what to do... mmm... ah, I guess it'll be nice to watch you squirm," he adds, ducking his head.\n\n"H-hey, wait!" you call hoarsely, only for it to turn into a choked-off moan, your eyes rolling a bit as he presses his mouth to your pucker and starts lapping at it with quick little up-and-down flicks. Your hips buck and twist again, trying to get away from him, trying to get away from how good it feels because you don't want it to feel good having a boy licking your butt. \n\nWhat's worse is that he's <i>very</i> good at it. Right now his tongue feels entirely human as it laps against your asshole, wiggling and pressing against you. And just like he said you squirm quite a lot as he starts swirling it around in between bursts of flicking it against you, gradually working you open, that sensitivity from his load inside you making it so that you can feel every single brush and wiggle and stroke of his tongue. Then his tongue starts to get longer as it pushes up inside you, your body quivering at the feeling of penetration by that long, wet, writhing digit as it slips in and out, working around inside you. You can't help but let out a short cry and thrust your hips upward as it presses and strokes against something inside you that just almost pushes you over the edge before you clamp down on it hard.\n\n"Mmmm, still resisting, huh?" the incuboi coos as he slides his tongue out of you and back into his mouth, grinning as he scoots forward further between your legs. "Well that's good. Wouldn't want you to give in before I even get to put it in this resisting little straight boycunt," he adds cheerfully as he reaches down and wraps a hand around his own prick, guiding it into place and nudging the tip up against your now dripping hole.\n\n"No! No, please!" you beg, only to arch your back and let out a keen through clenched teeth as he pushes inside you, forcing your virgin hole to spread open around him, well-prepared by that probing, writhing tongue and the thick sexual energy of the room to take something so large and thick.\n\n"Hhhhhha," he breathes, eyes rolled up and long tongue lolled out again, a look of utter bliss on his face as he keeps pushing into you as you writhe beneath him. "Yeaaaah that's a girlfucker's asspussy for sure. Nooothing beats breeding a breeder's boyhole, for sure! I'm so glad you dreamed of me, cutie, this is the best!"\n\nHe grips onto the front of your thighs with his pretty, slender hands as he drives that monster cock into you again and again, feeling like he's piercing deep into both your body and soul with every stroke. Your eyes roll up, your teeth clenching as you continue resisting the pleasure of it with every part of you, your limp cock flopping about with the impact of his hips. He continues to giggle and coo and squeal happily as he fucks you, pounding his cock into your ass relentlessly in his peppy, energetic strokes that as much as his noises show his delight in raping your tight little hole.\n\nYou can feel something welling up in you... not just the relentless building pleasure of it, like you're gradually being forced towards a cliff's edge of orgasm, but words bubbling up from deep in your brain, even harder to keep back than the pleasure, until they finally burst out...\n\n<hr>\n[["Don't make me cum from my ass!"|QODJ]]\n\n[["I'm turning gay!"|QODJ]]\n\n[["You're making me into a woman!"|QODJ]]\n\n[["Make me your sissy slut!"|QODJ]]\n\n[["Ah fuck I love dicks!"|QODJ2x3]]

A really cute girl, maybe a bit younger than you? The chest is completely flat anyway, even though they seem only a little bit shorter. The hair is pretty short too, cutely rumpled as if having had hands patting and stroking a lot, a little pair of horns poking up amidst the long bangs. Shoulder-high fingerless gloves, and one of those incredibly lewd-looking womb tattoo things pointing down to-\n\nOh. N-not a girl. Because there's a currently soft, smooth, not terribly large but very much there cock that sways about a bit as he gives a little giggle, giving his hips a back-and-forth wag as his long heart-spade-tipped tail flicks around, his legs sheathed in high stockings that leave his toes and heels bare. The strange light makes his soft, pale skin almost seem to glow purple... but his eyes definitely are, the pupils lit up with almost heart-shaped hot purple glow as he sashays forward.\n\n"Oooo, very nice," he coos, wiggling his bare hips again in apparent excitement. "Like a perfect blank canvas for me to work on!"\n\n"H-hey, no way!" you blurt, still staring in shock. Actually... you find you can't really move from the bed. You've managed to prop yourself up on your elbows to stare down at him, but any attempts to cover yourself or get off the bed or away just don't do anything, even as he clambers up onto the bed between your legs, his pert girlish butt wagging in the air. "I, I, when I wrote that I wanted a succubus dream, not-!"\n\n"Well then you should have specified, shouldn't you?" he says with a giggle, glowing eyes glittering. "Because now you're getting a succuboi dream instead!" He reaches out, cooing softly as he runs his fingertips gently up and down the underside of your shaft, sending a shiver through you. "And I'm gonna make you loooove it, too!"\n\n<hr>\n[[No way! Get thee behind me, gay thoughts!|QODJ2x2]]\n\n[[Nnnnh... well... it's just a dream...|QODJ]]

"Um, I think I'd like to have some fun with you, Amooya," you murmur, blushing a bit even still.\n\n"Oooo, I'm really glad to hear it, Master!" she chirps. "What would you like to do?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck her.|FGWLeisAmooyaTop]]\n\n<<if $fuckedbyamooya is true>>[[Get fucked by her.|FGWLeisAmooyaBottom]]*<<else>><<set $amooyafirstfuckdelayed to true>>[[Get fucked by her.|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckFirst3]]<<endif>><<if $bedroom is "better" or "best">><br><br>[[Jerk each other off.|FGWLeisAmooyaJerk]]*<<endif>>

You <i>were</i> thinking earlier that you wanted to know what it might be like to drink in here, since it's a virtual environment and you won't actually get drunk (presumably). Or, y'know, in trouble with your parents. Doing your best to sound casual about it, you say, "Escaping the headsman's block has left me with a thirst, I must admit!" in your best tough guy adventurer tone.\n\nYou almost flinch as all three of them laugh, but when Ralof claps you on the shoulder you realize they're apparently laughing in agreement rather than with you. "Aye, aye, from the sounds of it you've had a rougher day than any," Gerdur allows as the group starts heading across the village to the family's home. "As said, I'll not deny my brother's savior a day of drink, though I still hope you'll set off in the morning."\n\nYou nod quickly to assure her, then glance aside as Frodnar comes rushing back over as all of you pass across the road. "Dad! Uncle Ralof! Are you guys gonna drink and tell stories? Can I come too?"\n\n"Hush Frodnar," Gerdur repeats in a scolding tone, which you've gotta figure is something she says a lot even if it's not a game audio clip. "You're too young yet to be drinking with the adults."\n\n"Awww," Frodnar mutters, head slumping.\n\n<hr>\n[[Keep quiet.|QOSkyrim]]\n\n[[Plead Frodnar's case.|QOSkyrim]]

Sighing, you decide not to get the suit with the hidden pocket. You'll just have to hope that a decontamination locker counts as it being kept securely enough that it doesn't decide to get itself conveniently lost like the note kind of implied it could. \n\nOnce the machine's dispensed the suit and you've set it on the other bench (remembering to touch it as little as possible at the last moment), you haul down one of the chests and open it up, unclasping the key and chain and setting it in first thing, somehow feeling like maybe you can weigh it down with the rest of your clothes so it can't escape. Then, taking a deep breath and conquering your embarrassment about getting undressed in a strange place, you... get undressed in a safe place. First taking off your shoes and setting them on top of the key, then peeling off your socks and stuffing them inside those. After a moment of waffling and a few glances at the door just to be sure, you undo your jeans and shove them and your underwear down, blushing at the feel of your shirt brushing against your cock as you stand and shove them in the locker. "Oh c'mon, really?" you grumble as you start to get hard, sighing as you pull off your shirt as well. Man, sometimes being a teenage guy is such a trial.\n\nOnce you've closed up the chest and made sure it's showing a little glow that you assume means it's locked (and have done your best to memorize the number on the side), you head over to the shower. You're still a little worried about the whole 'melting' thing but everything else you've encountered on this ship so far has been incredibly user friendly (at least to anyone under the age of forty, if you had to guess), so you can probably figure out.\n\nTurns out that the decontamination shower is... <i>kind of</i> user friendly. Like, it has a display for the names of the various stuff it can spit out, apparently, but not nearly as long or as descriptive of one as the suit printer, since it seems much older. (Didn't anyone see that as a problem?!) Okay, so you're pretty sure the settings with DC are the "de-contaminate" showers, and you can figure out what 'RINSE' is easily enough, but... there's multiple settings that start with DC? Which one should you use?! Maybe you should ask...\n\n... except you're naked now. And you already checked, the chest won't open again. You could put on the suit but then it would be irradiated and what if you got lectured for wasting one? ... Ugh... n-no, that's too much like confrontation, you'll just have to figure it out on your own. Let's see, settings with the 'DC' heading...\n\n<hr>\n[[DC-112-BAS|QOKeys]]\n\n[[DC-113-ADA|QOKeys]]\n\n[[DC-114-MUT|QOKeys]]\n\n[[DC-115-ENH|QOKeys]]

Heck, why not go all out? If you're gonna play a cool VR game, may as well give yourself the ability to make it as cool as you want. You tap the option for mod manager mode, then yelp a bit as everything goes dark.\n\nThere's multiple soft <i>fwoosh</i> noises as torches and candles burst into light around you. You find that you're standing in some sort of cell... a fairly large cell, albeit still dark, made of dreary stone, and scattered with straw, albeit with some furniture. Oh hey, you recognize the mod this is based off of, almost everyone uses it to skip the overlong intro on replays. You glance down at yourself, finding you are indeed wearing fairly skimpy linen rags like a prisoner... geez, kind of breezy. Blushing some, you turn and make your way over towards the statue you know should be there, and... uh...\n\nYup, this is definitely a modded game.\n\n<img src="images/MaraStatue.jpg">\n\nRather than a modest, rather nun-like appearance, the waist-height bronze statue of Mara has her robes spread open to show off her almost entirely naked body, save for a molded belt and chain around her thin waist. Her breasts are large and heavy, artistically sculpted to give a mature droop to them while still looking full, her hips broad and motherly in proportion. So yeah... looks like even before you get started, this game's been modded to be of, uh, a certain bent. (You were always a little scared that your parents would walk in on you playing with those kinds of mods enabled, so you didn't install... ... too many... of them.)\n\nStill this is obviously how you start things, so you reach out and, after a moment's hesitation over where to touch the statue, just tap it on the forehead. Instantly a soothing, maternal voice fills the room.\n\n"Approach, my child, and choose where your new life shall begin!"\n\nInstantly a screen pops up between you and the statue, listing off a number of options. Apparently you can't just describe something and have it make a custom start, you guess that's a bit much to expect for even this whole setup. Plus you're not entirely sure what you'd ask for anyway. So you start looking through the options, trying to decide what to try playing.\n\n<hr>\n[[I got caught trying to cross the border. (Vanilla Start)|QOSkyMod1x1]]\n\n[[I am a vampire in a dark lair.|QOSkyMod]]\n\n[[I am a bandit in the wilds.|QOSkyMod]]\n\n[[I am a noble.|QOSkyMod]]\n\n[[I'm just a normal kid.|QOSkyMod]]\n\n[[I'm a race never seen in Skyrim before.|QOSkyMod]]

"Sure!" you answer, her face lighting up as she turns to lead you upstairs. Eh, what could happen, you think as you follow after her, maybe indulging yourself in actually admiring her ass for once as you follow her up, since she seems to have put a little extra sway in her hips. Like you thought, it's Maya. She's just having some minor reflexive reactions to your whole 'incubus aura', that's all, she could never <i>actually</i> be attracted to you!\n\nTwo minutes later you're sitting on her bed leaned back on your hands, moaning loudly as Maya bobs her head up and down over your shaft. She's stripped down to the black thong she was wearing under her cutoffs, and even that's been pulled aside at the crotch so she can finger herself with one hand while stroking the base of your prick with the other. You're not even entirely sure how this happened, let alone so fast, but it's definitely happening now! Maya might not have your mother's sheer skill, her tongue obviously not as dextrous or her sucks as perfectly-timed, but her enthusiasm is really hard to deny. 'Man it's almost like she likes me or something,' you think vaguely as you look down at her, her eyes turned up towards your face in what part of your brain really wants to call 'reverence' as she works your cock deep into her throat.\n\nOnce she's managed to deepthroat you at least down to her own fingers, Maya pulls up and off, letting out a loud gasp as her lips slip off of your cockhead, leaving the whole length glistening. She dips her head down and starts tonguing and licking at your balls, moaning softly but enthusiastically the entire time, her hips bucking and twisting in pleasure as she mouths your sack. "Nnnnh, I'm cumming," she groans out. "I'm cumming, this feels so good, fuuuuck..."\n\n'Isn't that what I'm supposed to be thinking?' you muse through your own pleasure. It really is like Maya's getting off on sucking you off at least as much as you are from having her do it... no, definitely more. Her tongue works over your balls with all that intense enthusiasm, her cute little whimpers and moans of excitement and pleasure caressing your ears almost as much as her tongue is caressing your skin. She rather obviously orgasms several more times just while tongue-washing your sack, before she returns to bobbing her head over your length, her moans turning into squeezes and shudders through your cock as she slides it down her throat.\n\nYou slowly sink back onto the bed, only your earlier fun having allowed you the sort of focus that keeps you from cumming immediately. But apparently Maya takes that as a cue, and raises her head. It takes you a moment to lift your own as you realize she's standing, catching her in the process of peeling off her panties, then quickly moving to straddle you. You watch in your pleasured haze as she lifts her hips, reaching down to guide your tip to her dripping entrance.\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh this is gonna feel so good...|QOFam]]\n\n[[... hey wait a second...|QOFam7x3]]

With every ounce of your will, you fight off the impulse surging through you, wrestling it down until you're sure it's passed. Letting out a relieved breath, you raise your head. "Maya, maybe we should-"\n\nYou're cut off by a purple tentacle shoving past your lips and cramming itself down your throat, making you 'mmf!' loudly as other ones wrap around your arms and legs, lifting you into the air. You buck and twist, letting out a louder 'MMF!' as two tentacles push into your ass at the same time, starting to wriggle and squirm and thrust as they violate your previously virgin pucker.\n\n"Hhhaaaa... sorry, Jamie, I just... I have to rape you," Maya moans, two of her hands fondling her tits, the other two crammed down the front of her shorts, obviously stroking and rubbing and finger-fucking her own swollen cunt. Her serpentine tongue swirls around her lips and her yellow eyes glitter, before she adds, "Mm, actually, to be honest, I'm not sorry at all, I'm really enjoying this, ahhhh, your throat-pussy and ass-pussy feel so good around my tentacles!" she groans as she thrusts another tentacle into your mouth as well.\n\nYou can't do much more than wriggle and jerk in place in protest, your cries muffled around the pair of tentacles writhing around in your throat as Maya facefucks you with them. Your body betrayed you from the start, or maybe was just never on your side in the first place, as pleasure from the violation spreads through your body. Despite apparently still only putting out pre, the viscous slime is actually spurting from the tips of your obscene pricks with every wriggle of the two... now three... tentacles working your asshole as each one in some way strokes or thumps or rubs your prostate almost constantly. Maya smiles wantonly, tongue lolled out and stroking over one of her breasts, actually pushing into one of her nipples as she fondles and finger-fucks herself while using her tentacles on you.\n\n"Hhhhaaaa... hhhaaaaa... hhaaaa... so good... and there's more... I sense... I sense you're weeeeak," she groans out ecstatically, her voice taking on a slightly resonating timbre. "Ah, Jamie... Jamie, I'm not just gonna rape you, I'm gonna <i>claim</i> you, I'm gonna make you mine forever!"\n\nYou'd ask what she meant if you didn't have two tentacle-dicks down your throat, but you don't have to wait long to see at least part of how she means to do it. Her crotch bulges in front, and starts to push out... at first you think she's growing a cock, but even once it's reached a good two feet long, it's just a long, featureless tube of flesh. The trio of tentacles fucking your ass stop and pull back, instead all three of them spreading your pucker obscenely wide as you're turned in midair by her other tentacles, and slid smoothly over that long flesh plug until the tentacles slip out and allow you to close up around it. And you do, instantly squeezing tight around her, feeling that two feet of flesh pulsing and throbbing within you without a single bit of spare room, completely filling you. You squirm and wriggle, moaning agains the tentacles still fucking your mouth even as Maya steps over in front of the mirror, giving you a view of herself with you jutting up from her crotch, held in place by the tentacles which shift to pin your arms to your sides and coil around you, others holding your legs and ripping off your shirt and shoes, leaving you naked.\n\nYou expect her to begin fucking you with that featureless phallus, but instead she starts stroking you, rubbing you, as well as wrapping tentacles in coils around your cocks. You moan louder around the tentacles fucking your throat, especially as others start pushing into your urethras as well, bulging up your shafts with their outlines as they wriggle and pump. Your body is completely overcome with pleasure, leaving your mind floating and detached enough to realize that she's using almost exactly the same stroking motions of her hands and tentacles over your body as she is on your cocks. Which leaves you with the growing realization of what she intends as you watch your round red ass slowly melding into her crotch where they make contact, the porcelain and crimson skin becoming one. \n\nBit by bit your body begins to change, as you further connect to the front of Maya's crotch. Your arms begin to meld into your sides, your head tilting forward and hair beginning to disappear as your neck widens out. Your entire torso begins becoming more tubelike even as your waist bulges outward, taking on more of a ball shape. Your whole head begins to flatten, the edges of it gradually becoming a wide flare as your face begins to smooth out, your mouth opening into a round O that begins to shrink and tighten around the tentacles still fucking it. Your whole body begins to shrink slightly, but your legs moreso, gradually starting to disappear into Maya's groin, even as you can feel a third pair of balls steadily growing larger inside your-Maya's sack. 'Wait, wait, Maya, please!' you beg as her coiled tentacles stroke over your steadily more tubelike body and tweak the ring forming around its middle.\n\n"Ah... ahhhh, I can hear you, Jamie," Maya groans happily as she strokes her upper pair of hands over your body and rubs it against her quad of tits, her lower hands rubbing your upper cock. "That's so perfect... you're going to stay awake and conscious forever, as part of me, I'm soooo happyyyyy," she groans, withdrawing her tentacles and instead kissing over your now mostly smooth face, thrusting her tongue into your throat-urethra instead, lovingly violating you with it.\n\nYour eyes roll even as they close for the final time, disappearing into the smooth expanse of cockhead your face has become even as your new cock-body shudders and trembles, a truly undescribable level of pleasure as your entire body rocks not only with a far more intense level of pleasure than your cock ever did when you came, but is bolstered by the identical sensation from the two cocks below as they too cum. Your jizz shoots all over Maya's face and down her throat, across the floor, over the surface of the mirror, practically coating the entire room and Maya's whole body with it, as well as your form.\n\nMaya slows her motions, more tenderly kissing and sucking at your cock-head, coiling her tongue around your shaft-body as she strokes her hands over it and the other cocks as well. Gradually the full-room bukkake dissipates like a film fade, leaving everything clean again, and Maya smiles and drops you, letting your half-limp shaft-body drape down over the balls. You can still see, somehow, and in the mirror your body is now completely identical to the two shafts that used to be your cocks and are now Maya's... in fact you wouldn't even know which one you were just from looking if you hadn't seen yourself flop in the middle. You're now nothing but a trio of cocks and a particularly large ballsack, all bright scarlet and attached to the front of Maya's pristine milk-white crotch. "Ahhhhh... Jamie, you look so good on me," Maya groans, raising her four hands to start fondling all four of her tits. Your shafts twitch as you actually feel the pleasure of her squeezing and kneading her own breasts... you seem to have no control over her body (or your own form, for that matter) but you can still feel everything she does, apparently, as she runs her hands over her body and yours, squeezing her ass, stroking your shafts, rubbing the big fat balls.\n\n'Maya... how long are you gonna make me be your cocks?' you ask silently, and a little pleadingly.\n\n"Mmm... the same length of time I'd want to be with you, baby," she coos, stroking three of her hands over the top-base of each shaft, and giving the central one that you still feel yourself mostly in a shake with her fourth hand. "Forever."\n\n<hr>\n[[Game Over.|QOBook17xEnd2]]

He's on the tall side and very good-looking, maybe in his late teens or early twenties. Slender and pretty but very undeniably a guy, accented by the sort of rakish styling of his dark hair and the shape of his chin and nose. His eyes are purple, the pupils glowing faintly in the strange light, a lowkey, but very self-assured smile on his lips. He's completely naked, his leanly-toned arms marked with curling, arcane-looking tattoos, as well as one across his collarbone, his barbell-pierced nipples leading the gaze down to where another tattoo essentially points the way directly towards a limp but obviously very large cock.\n\n"Mmmm... how cute," he coos, his spade-tipped tail flicking back and forth behind him.\n\n"W-wait," you stammer, your eyes widening. "Wait, I wanted a <i>succubus</i>!" \n\n"Well then you should have <i>asked</i> for a succubus, pretty," he purrs back with a bit of a laugh, sauntering around to the side of the bed and running a fingertip up the underside of your stiff prick, making you shiver. "But you said 'sex demon', and now here I am."\n\n<hr>\n[["I... I can't move!"|QODJ]]\n\n[["... well, guess it's only a dream after all..."|QODJ]]

Tanya did suggest you invite him along, but just at the moment you find you aren't feeling too charitable towards Kevin. In fact you get just a bit of satisfaction from seeing him look a bit disappointed, which you know is probably bad of you but oh well he's being a bit of a dick.\n\n... Accurate, but a dick.\n\nIn any event, the big night eventually rolls around. You fret a bit in the mirror... you really couldn't decide on what sort of costume to go with, whether this was going to be one of those 'actually wearing costumes is for losers' sort of parties you're pretty sure a lot of people your age have or one of those 'we wear costumes to show how much cooler than each other we are' sort of parties so you just kind of punted and got a hoodie with some glow-in-the-dark kanji, some tac-pants, and a light-up visor with lots of circuit-y designs on it. You figure worse comes to worse you can ditch the visor before anyone sees it, if it is in fact one of those 'costumes are lame' sorts of things.\n\n"Jamie, Tanya's here!" your mother calls, adding a "Have fun!" and kissing you on the forehead as you head downstairs and out. You may have been as close to devious as you've ever really gotten when your mother asked you where you were going tonight and you said 'Halloween party' and followed it quickly with 'Tanya's picking me up' to give her the impression you were going to a party at Kevin's house. You really didn't want to be subjected to a mixture of 'awwww that's so cuuuute' and 'YOU MUST PROTECT YOUR VIRGINITY!' if you told her you were going to a party with a lot of girls.\n\nYou trot down the front walk, then stop, jaw sagging a little. "... uh..."\n\n"S'up, Scrub?" Tanya says, smirking and reaching up to lift her cigarette from her lips and blow out a plume of smoke. It's not necessarily the really sharp-looking black suit with purple tie and vest that gets you, it's more the very high-end convertible she's leaning against, the paint a glossy black, the interior royal purple leather, and the undercarriage glowing hot purple.\n\n"Are you... uh, are you the Boss?" you ask as you walk closer, confirming that she's got a little fleur de lis tie pin in what you think might be platinum.\n\n"Oh I'm the Boss every night of the year, Scrub," she answers, smirking as she drops the cigarette and grinds it out. "Just that tonight I'm dressed like a video game character."\n\n"... did you get a <i>car</i> to go with your costume...?"\n\n"I may or may not have a car which is currently customized to go with my costume, and which may for various reasons be getting regularly redone to alter its appearance anyway. Now stop sounding like a cop and get in."\n\nSomehow Tanya telling you to get in the car and go for a ride with her has always been one of your nightmare scenarios (and okay maybe at least once the subject of a before-bed private time fantasy) but the circumstances have kind of made you numb to it at this point so you just get in. And it is a pretty cool drive, you have to admit... slightly harrowing since Tanya apparently feels free to completely ignore stop signs and at least a few red lights, but you keep your thoughts on that to yourself. Like, other than screaming just a bit, you keep your thoughts on that to yourself.\n\nSoon enough she pulls up in front of a very nice house with incredibly gruesome Halloween decorations (Brandi's dad must be one of those sorts that pours all his frustrations into his yard... considering there's an apparently actually levitating ghost and a dancing Jack Skellington, you'd put this at a 'divorce is the constant lurking assassin in the room' level of frustration, poor guy). Both of you get out and Tanya pops the trunk, and you brace yourself... whew, no dead body, just a couple of boxes of different sizes. Tanya takes out the middle-sized one and passes it to you, making you give an "oof" and stagger a bit. "Liquor." She thumps a smaller one down on top of it, which luckily doesn't add a lot of weight, but does make you wobble around a bit trying to keep it from sliding off until you can thunk your chin down on top of it. "Gummies." She then picks up the largest box, which either isn't nearly as heavy as the smaller box of booze bottles or she's just way stronger than you are (possibly both). "Aaaand the samplers," she says as she sets it down on the sidewalk. "Okay, that's it, Scrub, have fun, try to get laid, it'll do ya good."\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh. Thanks."|QOHookup]]\n\n[["Do you wanna come in?"|QOHookup]]

"I guess I'll upgrade the bedroom but just get the DVR, not the wardrobe," you tell Hopita. Playing dressup in a game is one thing if you've got a hot female avatar on the screen, it's another if it's you. Though maybe you'll get the urge later.\n\n"Alllrighty, let's see... here y'go, tap please!" Hopita declares, proffering her tablet.\n\n<<set $bedroom to "better">><<set $fd -= 400>><<set $dvrbought to true>>You tap the indicated button, then raise your MonComm to call Amooya... yup, looks like you now have <<print $fd>> FD. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>Tapping the contact, you put the pho-, er, device to your ear. "Hey, Amooya, I bought some stuff for the bedroom, could you come pick it up?"\n\n"Sure, Master! I'll zip there and back and have everything set up for you by the time you get home!"\n\n"Wow, thanks," you say with a bit of a blink, before hanging up. It's impressive that she can just... do that. But then, game.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have upgraded your bedroom!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"The... seed one, I guess."\n\n"Alright, Farmer Jamie, let's see." Maya spends a few moments reading the incantation, snickering a bit to herself as she does, then clears her throat. "... Bid y druikrd eh cusauha'c rayt yht fydlr ed knuf! Dammehk dras drao'na y cmid femm fung fuhtanc!" After she's done, she lifts her head and peers at you. "So, does your brain feel any different?"\n\nYou can't help but roll your eyes. "No."\n\n"Mm." She reads the spell a bit more. "I guess what it's supposed to do is that you focus on someone and try to think of a thought you want to put in their head, and they eventually act on it in a way that seems natural to them. Give it a try."\n\nYou sigh, but stare at her head and try to focus, thinking that she should scratch her belly. You almost jump out of your skin when a moment later her hand comes up and idly flexes her fingertips a few times at her stomach. No way, it has to be a coincidence. You try again, thinking that she should touch her ear... and a moment later, the same hand lifts up and she scratches at her earlobe, even as she asks, "Well? Anything?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes!|QOBook4x1]]\n\n[[Uh... ... no.|QOBook3x4]]

"Mind, mind."\n\n"Well mind your manners and I'll get to it." Ignoring another groan at that, Maya flips over a few pages. "Alright, here, I'll cast a spell on you and turn you into Mentok the Mind-Taker or whatever."\n\n"Do you really have to?"\n\n"Absolutely. So pick your psykker ability. '[[To hear and change the thoughts of others|QOBook]]', '[[To pass unnoticed at will by all|QOBook5x1]]', '[[To plant the seeds of thoughts|QOBook3x3]]', whatever that means, and '[[To alter the traits of personality|QOBook]]'."

"Fine, powers, I guess."\n\n"Ooo, that's a whole subsection." Ignoring your muffled groan, Maya flips through more. "It's got one for each, body, mind, and spirit. Pick one."\n\n"Maya..."\n\n"Go on!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Body.|QOBook23x1]]\n\n[[Mind.|QOBook3x2]]\n\n[[Spirit.|QOBook6x1]]

You sigh, lowering the blanket to rest in your lap. "Fine, fine, I'll go on a Pokemon journey."\n\n"You know, I'm sending you on a fun-filled adventure full of friendship and new things to do, you could be at least a little grateful," the goddess mutters, rolling her eyes. Then she puts her cheerful mother persona on again. "Well, hurry up and get dressed, honey, I've got your backpack and breakfast downstairs waiting for you!" Then she turns around and sweeps out of the room.\n\nYou wait for a moment more, then get out of bed and look through the drawers. Well, at least she apparently doesn't expect you to dress exactly like Ash Ketchum or something. There are a number of pairs of jeans and some Pokemon trainer symbol boxers, so you select those, and a red and white hoodie and black and red hat. You start to undress, then hesitate... didn't Selassa say she was planning to watch you the entire time? You blush brightly, then realize that there's really not much you can do about it. You'll have to take your pants off at <i>some</i> point. Still blushing and squirming a little under her imagined gaze, you quickly undress and redress, pulling on socks and sneakers as well before heading downstairs.\n\nSelassa is standing by the door holding a backpack complete with bedroll in one hand and a banana in the other. Clearly her attempt at playing 'Mom' did not extend to cooking. You see no point in talking about it further, so just submit to her helping you put on the backpack and taking the banana. You blush again when she kisses your cheek, then head out the front door with her waving and calling, "Be sure to write!" You wonder if you really have to.\n\nYou stop outside the door and look around. There's a little clump of houses, and one weird-looking building. Otherwise there's a bunch of tall grass and woods. ... Man, you never realized how weird that would look until you saw it from a first person perspective. Deciding that you don't want to try chatting up... neighbors? NPCs?... since this is already weird enough without bringing social anxiety into it, you head for the weird building that's obviously Professor Oak's lab. The one in the cartoon was some giant thing with practically a whole ranch attached... this looks like it's probably one large-ish room.\n\n"Hello there! Are you a boy, or a girl?!" the white-haired old man demands, practically pouncing on you the moment you walk through the door.\n\n"Ack!" You jump at the surprise, then glance down at yourself, for just a moment afraid that Selassa might have actually decided to change that. You pat yourself tentatively, then answer, "... A boy?" Geez, what would have happened if you <i>did</i> give the other answer?\n\n"Ah, very well then. Your name?" he asks.\n\n"Jamie."\n\n"A good name! Alright, here's your Pokedex and some Pokeballs," he says breezily, passing you something that looks a lot like the Gameboy you gave Selassa and some of the white and red orbs. "Now, we have the typical starters, Grass, Water, and Fire types, in either A-class, F-class, or M-class."\n\n"Eh?" You don't remember 'classes' of Pokemon in any of the game, unless he's talking about Shinies or Mega-evolutions or something, and it doesn't sound like. "What do the classes mean?"\n\n"Why, Animal-class, Female-class, or Male-class, of course," Professor Oak chirps. "My, I thought you'd know more, starting your Pokemon journey later than most children. Still, it's good to ask questions!"\n\n"Uh. Right." Well. Selassa said she put her own spin on things. "So I can pick any of them...?"\n\n"Indeed! Though the selection on some of them is a little more limited... normally we'd start you off with the very first evolution, but some of them are at their second evolution instead. They'll be a bit more powerful, but also a bit more unruly."\n\n<hr>\n[[Wait, what about Pikachu?!|oldQOPoke1x2]]

You have to admit, this is a heady rush of power. And, well... there may be an idea or two in your head that you wouldn't mind putting into hers. You bite your lower lip and worry it for a few moments, then give in.\n\nThe first idea you decide to put in her head is 'You don't mind being naked in front of Jamie'. The second is 'You're feeling hot'. At first, nothing happens, Maya simply continuing to read the book, until you notice her cheeks starting to become a little flushed. After a minute or two she raises the book and flaps it at her face. "Is it hot in here to you, too?"\n\n"I'm okay," you reply, barely able to keep your voice even.\n\n"Mm, guess it's just me," Maya replies before setting the book aside, then reaching down and grabbing the hem of her shirt. You watch with wide eyes as it raises over her breasts and her C-cups come spilling free... she apparently already felt it was too warm for a bra earlier. She shakes her head as she pulls the shirt free of her hair, then undoes her shorts and lifts her ass off the bed to push them and her panties down, revealing her smooth-shaven crotch. Picking up the book again, she flops onto her back on the bed, tits bouncing before they settle and she resumes flipping the pages.\n\nYou stare openly, since she certainly doesn't seem to mind. All of her skin is that same soft, even white, a mixture of avoiding the sun and using sunblock all year long to maintain her natural light coloring. Her breasts are full, capped by pale pink nipples, currently in their unaroused state since her nudity around you is apparently utterly casual to her. Your gaze trails down her smooth stomach to between her legs, one raised and tilted out slightly, giving you a good view (with just a little leaning) of the equally pale pink of her slit nestled between her slightly pudgy lower lips.\n\nHoly crap. Your childhood friend... your very hot, very female childhood friend... is lounging naked in front of you as if it were the most normal thing in the world. All because you put the idea into her head that it was!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go further.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Don't push it.|QOBook]]

"Um... no, looks like it didn't work," you manage, still staring at her even as her hand drops away from her ear.\n\n"Well, obviously. Still, little disappointing, I guess," Maya replies a bit sadly, flipping through the book a bit more.\n\nYou... can actually put ideas in her head, and she seems to think they're hers. You feel a little bad that you didn't tell her, but you're not sure what her reaction would really be.\n\n... Or maybe it's because you want to be able to actually use this ability on her?\n\n<hr>\n[[Use it on her.|QOBook3x5]]\n\n[[Leave.|QOBook]]

The first thing Maya does with you is use you to rape your parents.\n\nOf course your parents are both sex-demons now too, so they both enjoy it immensely, and congratulate Maya on her new cocks even after she's explained that they're you. The pleasure of your parents' holes wrapped around your shafts and their tentacles and tongues eagerly working your balls and knots without the slightest sign they want you turned back is a pretty emphatic breaking of your resistance.\n\nReally, after that, it only takes a few days of Maya's eager rapaciousness of everyone she comes across to get you to resign yourself to your new existence and make your peace with it. Maybe your sex-demon outlook that was setting in before you fought it off is still there a bit, because really all it takes is those few days of regularly being stuffed in tight holes, sucked, licked, stroked by tongues and tentacles, to decide that maybe being a demoness's trio of big knotted horsedicks and her fat sextet of balls isn't so bad. \n\nIn fact, it turns out that there are a lot of benefits. Since your consciousness is still totally intact inside the trio of cocks and the sack you now consist of, and linked with Maya's, the two of you can accomplish quite a lot. You do fantastically in school (turns out sex-demons do still go to school) since you can back each other up on what you study and remember. As Maya starts learning magic, the two of you discover that while you can't exactly do the motions or chants required to cast spells (being a triple-meat-six-veg and all), you can still ready all the mental aspects of casting a spell, meaning that Maya can effectively chain-cast spells right after the other with little effort.\n\nThis leads to her graduating with honors, and being scouted for a raiding firm. The two of you... well, inasmuch as you count as two individuals anymore, which you steadily feel like you don't... are sent off to other dimensions to capture or sometimes just molest humans. Capturing for slaves, and violated for the viewing pleasure of those watching via remote viewing back home. Maya's actually quite popular on the rape-streams... not only are you aesthetically pleasing as a set of cocks, but the unique look of your red flesh blended to her white and the fact that she's just so good makes her quite the star. Leading to the greatest assignment of your career. Maya looks over the sheet of paper, then grins and holds it down in front of her crotch to let you read too. "Whattaya think, partner? Ready to take this on?"\n\n'Oh yeah,' you grunt. Your thoughts and mental voice have become a bit more coarse and brutish over the years... but then, you are a cock. Your whole existence really is about wanting to get crammed in tight, hot holes on the regular. You may be the smartest, most helpful trio of pricks in the realms, but you are still a penis at the end of the day. 'Let's do it.'\n\nThe raid on the church is really just a formality, the nuns bucking and ahegaoing on your shafts a nice appetizer. The real main course is when the angel shows up to stop you, her luscious body wrapped in luminescent, translucent white robes, hair glowing with holy light, beautiful face showing a stern and yet still gorgeous frown. The flaming sword in one hand and book of divine spells in the other says she means business. \n\nToo bad!\n\nIf you're honest, your favorite part of the fight is about halfway through... because that's when the angel realizes she's losing. Not only is she having trouble keeping up with Maya's chain-casting, but she seems completely unable to exploit any openings or vulnerabilities she sees... because, of course, Maya has you to watch all of those and warn her when the angel tries to go for them. Though she's fighting on, the look in her wide, perfect eyes and the slight shock on her face says she knows she's going to lose, and that she knows what's going to happen to her once she does. And that makes you get harder than you've ever been, waving around and spurting pre as Maya gleefully casts the next in a near-constant stream of debuffs.\n\nAfter that, the rest of it is just a technicality playing out. Eventually the angel falls to her hands and knees, panting, white-feathered wings drooping. She gasps as Maya moves behind her and tears off the robes from her lower half, baring her divinely perfect ass and sculpted pussy... the latter of white Maya crams all three of your heads against. The angel's back arches, her eyes rolling and tongue lolling out as she yowls to the Heavens at having all three of your shafts stuffed inside her at once, her angelic cunt spreading obscenely wide, her resistance near-instantly destroyed with that single thrust. Maya moans happily as she grips the angel's slender waist and begins beastfucking her, your overloaded sack swinging forward to slap against her thighs. "Isn't this the best, partner?" she groans.\n\n'Nnnh, angel hole goooood,' you grunt back, feeling your holy victim's walls twitching and squeezing all around you, already orgasming from her violation. 'Make angel into cum balloon. Knock her up good.'\n\n"Ahhh, partner, you're the best, we really should be together forever," Maya groans, even as she shoves forward and starts having you cum inside the angel, the bulge of your gushes stretching out her pretty gleaming skin before her belly begins to rapidly inflate, within seconds lifting her off the floor and leaving her straddling it with all her limbs. It's only the start, of course, Maya's had you saving up for two whole days, which means your six balls will be ready to produce enough cum for a good two, two and a half Olympic-sized swimming pools. \n\n'Forever,' you agree simply, before letting your mind fade into the pleasurable blankness of impregnating an angel with a few thousand demonspawn. \n\n<b>Lewd World</b> end - <i>Eternal union</i>

Yeah no you don't have enough confidence to try and just breeze past your old bully like it was nothing, not even close. You quickly turn and head into a different hallway, intending to take the long way around to your classroom. You think. You have a fair idea where everything is after coming on one of the walkthrough days they had in the weeks leading up to this, but you hope you don't get lost.\n\nIn fact you're so focused on paying attention to where you're going that you sort of forget to <i>watch</i> where you're going and bump right into someone. Oh no! The greatest wallflower faux pas there is! "S-sorry!" you quickly stammer.\n\n"Hey, no big since it wasn't on purpose," the other person answers easily enough. He's about your height and build... black hair (of a shade you're fairly sure means it's dyed), brown eyes, and a black hoodie with a silver fleur de lis on one arm. You also notice that his right ear has at least four piercings... wow, you can't even imagine talking your parents into that. Or even having the audacity to try. He looks you up and down, grinning a bit. "So, you like the Punisher, or are you one of those guys who just likes badass skulls?"\n\n<img src="images/Gideon.jpg">\n\n<hr>\n[[Punisher's okay...|QOSchool5x3]]\n\n[[Yes. It's true. You are a badass.|QOSchool]]\n\n[[[Quiet and vague muttering intensifies.]|QOSchool7x1]]

"I mean, y'know, Punisher's alright, I liked the Netflix series and I have some of the older collections of stuff but I can't really find a lot that I actually like of anything newer and the shirt was really just a gift and I don't even know why I wore it today and I'm really sorry I just-"\n\n"Whoa whoa whoa, breathe," he says with a snicker, making your face turn red. "You, um, don't talk to other people a lot, huh?"\n\n"... No," you admit, ducking your head some.\n\n"Well this isn't exactly a good place to practice." He glances at the crowded hallway, with you two having been somewhat shunted to the side. "Do you have first or second lunch?"\n\n"Um, second, I think," you reply, your currently flustered mind unable to parse why he'd even want to know.\n\n"Me too. Tell you what, meet me over on the benches by the tree stump and we'll have lunch together, alright? Oop, gotta go," he says, suddenly hurrying off as well as the 'warning' bell that says class will start soon rings.\n\nThe bell kicks you into motion as well, and thus it takes you a few seconds to realize that a stranger just said he wants to have lunch together. Did... did you just make a friend?! Is that a thing that you can do? Admittedly it happened in the way you've made approximately 50% of your other real life friends, meaning "he did all the work", but it does kind of seem like it!\n\nWhich... makes you really nervous, you think as you sit through your morning classes. Who's this guy? He seemed kinda goth to be a normie but also not quite punk enough to be a punk. Who's he with, what's he do, what might he want you to do? You're getting a little jittery as lunchtime approaches. You walk through the line, barely paying attention to the "meal" being assembled on your tray. Maybe it's better to just avoid it. Like, who really needs more than two friends, huh? Huh?\n\n<hr>\n[[Nobody, that's who!|QOSchool]]\n\n[[You, you're pretty sure.|QOGid1x1]]

"Uh... 'Eldritch Statue'?" you ask, noting the odd price as much as anything else.\n\n"Ah, yeah, it's a <i>really</i> nice statue and you're definitely guaranteed to attract some..." Hopita glances upward briefly. "... interesting... monster girls with it. Honestly it used to be a lot more expensive but since it's definitely an acquired taste, I lowered the price. ... I actually tried to sell it for 600 outright but for some reason the system wouldn't let me set it lower than 666," she murmurs, rubbing the back of her neck. "So I'm just giving an immediate sixty-six FD rebate when you check out. ... Please buy it?" she asks with a slightly strained smile.\n\n... Well, it's just a game, right? And the idea of the game <i>is</i> to draw in more monster girls, so... how bad could it be? Besides, you get the idea you'll be doing Hopita a favor this way. "Yeah, okay, I'll buy it."\n\n"Oh thank goo-, I mean, you!" Hopita gives the tablet a few quick taps. "No need to call Amooya, I'll do it myself!" she adds as she proffers the tablet.\n\nYeah she must be really glad to get rid of it if she's offering to do any extra work at all. You tap the button on the tablet to confirm the purchase.<<set $fd -= 600>><<set $statuemounted to true>><<set $eldritchstatuemounted to true>><<set $dragonstatuemounted to false>><<set $trust += 1>><<set $eldritchstatueowned to true>> After, you check your MonComm and see that you have <<print $fd>> FD remaining.\n\n"Please enjoy it," she adds in a truly relieved tone.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have bought the Eldritch Statue!... Why though?|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Maybe... maybe you should take at least one chance in life. Even if it's a small one! If you go through the entirety of high school never taking a single chance, can you ever be said to have lived? ... Well, probably, but you're feeling sort of brave now. Brave enough to lay out the cooler shirt with your clothes for tomorrow.\n\nIn the morning of course you have a little argument with yourself over it again, but ultimately decide to go with it. This is you, making a stand and saying you're okay with not being ignored anymore! ... It's an extremely small stand but it's a stand, you guess. Your parents don't comment on it, luckily, since you're not sure if your resolve could actually survive direct questioning or any 'I think it's nice' commentary. No, instead you arrive at school and head on inside. You are vaguely conscious of eyes turning towards you a bit more than usual... of course the usual amount is 'none at all' since you blend in so perfectly normally. It's definitely starting to make you nervous, when you look ahead and have a horrible realization. Oh no, it's Joshua Welsh.\n\nYou went to elementary school with him, and he's... well, the term you came up with after the fact was a "buddy bully". He liked to act like other kids were his friends and that he wanted to play with them and do fun stuff as he pushed them around and made them do what he wanted. 'Since we're friends, how about you give me your dessert, huh?' As a result you're not entirely sure you ever actually knew what the lunchroom pudding cups tasted like. He didn't wind up going to the same junior high as you, which was the period where you developed your 'camoflage', but looks like Deviville High has wound up reuniting the two of you. Crap crap crap, one of the very people who made you decide to live your life avoiding the notice of bullies, and he's standing there on your way to your first class with you in an eye-drawing shirt!\n\n<hr>\n[[Just... walk by him like it's no big deal.|QOSchool6x1]]\n\n[[Detour!|QOSchool5x2]]

"Kevin, c'mon," you mutter, putting a hand to his chest and squirming a bit beneath his own hand, but not quite pulling away.\n\n"Hm, what's the matter? You wanna eat first? I mean if it's about the taste, there's some chocolate syrup that-"\n\n"No!" you blurt, cheeks burning with a blush. "I-it's not that, I mean..."\n\n"What is it, then?" He frowns, shifting in place, his cock still straining at his jeans.\n\n<hr>\n[["You said we'd take turns."|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[["Don't you like girls?"|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[["Not here."|QOKevPorn]]

"... 'kay," you murmur, meekly ducking your head back down and sucking at the meeting of Kevin's shaft and sack, flicking our tongue at it.\n\n"Yeah, there y'go, really put some effort into sucking my cock," Kevin murmurs, putting a hand to your head and pressing you in eagerly.\n\nYour cheeks flare anew with a blush, but at this point you've sort of committed to it. You run your tongue up the underside of Kevin's shaft, starting to open your mouth again only for your friend to push your head down again, urging you down deeper than you'd originally meant. You gag some as the tip of Kevin's cock nudges the opening of your throat, but he allows you to draw your head up when you jerk back up reflexively... only to urge you down again, pressing against your throat again, more firmly this time. This repeats again and again, your friend pushing his cock a bit further down your throat every time, until finally your lips are rubbing around the very base of his shaft.\n\nWith the silent porn still playing on the TV behind you, you continue deep-throating Kevin's cock, making soft gagging and quagging noises as his fingers twist in your hair a bit and he continues urging you on. Until suddenly he pulls you back, leaving you to gasp and look up at him, blushing as he stares down at you with a lustful gleam in his eyes, spit-shined prick jutting up from his lap. Your friend grabs you by the upper arm and hauls you up onto the bed, giving you a half-shove down onto the bed, your own stiff cock wobbling in the air briefly before it's pinned between the bed and your belly. Kevin nudges your legs apart as he clambers atop you, your balls bared from beneath you, his own brushing over them as he moves into position atop you, his cocktip nudging at your pucker.\n\n"W-wait, Kevin, I'm not sure I'm-" you start to protest, only to cut off with a gasp as his saliva-slick cock pushes deep into your ass. He wastes little time in beginning to fuck you, with all the eagerness and selfishness of a teenage boy... and despite having previously preferred to dream of fucking big-breasted women like the ones in the porno, somehow the fact that you are yourself an eager teenage boy apparently means you respond to that, your ass squeezing eagerly around the cock plunging into it. Of course it might also have something to do with the way the motion is making your cock rub against the sheets, pressed firmly against them below your belly, your pre soaking gradually into the sheets. Your eyes roll in your head some as your best friend pounds away at your ass, and you're not entirely sure which comes first, the hot rush of his cum deep inside you or your own cock twitching and spurting across the shets. You lay trembling and panting, consciousness starting to fade a little as you feel Kevin pulling out of you and rubbing his still mostly-hard and now cum-smeared prick across your buttocks.\n\nWhen you wake, despite the light now coming in through the window, there's almost the experience of no time having passed at all, since you can feel Kevin once again rubbing his cock against your buttcheeks before pushing between them and inside of you, starting to pump his hips. You moan as your limp cock rapidly hardens against the mattress. "K-Kevin, wait, we'll get caught," you whimper out, biting your lower lip as he bounces you against the bed with his thrusts.\n\n"Nah, everyone's out for the day," he replies, voice hoarse with desire as he pumps into you, hands pressing on your shoulders. "I came up with an excuse so we could stay and I could spend all day fucking you."\n\nThose words send a shudder through you, your ass squeezing around his pumping prick in response. There's a strange sort of pressure as the need to pee mingles with the desire to cum from getting fucked, leaving you edging until Kevin finally dumps his first load of the morning in your ass and pulls out, leaving you trembling and panting with jizz dripping from your well-fucked hole as he heads into his bathroom to shower. After a few minutes you get up and pull on your pajama pants and shirt, hunching over the tent in your pants despite being assured no one's home. You manage to pee, but soon the feeling of cum dribbling out of your ass and the memory of Kevin panting and plunging into you has you jerking your own stiff prick, moaning as your mind goes through confused images of being fucked, fucking hot girls from the porno, and being fucked by well-hung guys from the porno, your brain seemingly unable to decide what's actually getting you off as you spurt long ropes of white against the edge of the toilet bowl.\n\nYou get a bit more cleaned up and eventually emerge, peeking into Kevin's room to see it empty and with the bathroom light off. Trying downstairs, you find him setting bowls out on the table, some cereal boxes and a gallon of milk already set out. Grinning at the sight of you, he walks over, cock visibly stiffening in his jeans as he reaches out to push on your shoulder, obviously trying to guide you to your knees for a pre-breakfast blowjob.\n\n<hr>\n[[Kneel.|QOKevPorn]]\n\n[[Resist.|QOKevPorn9x2]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOKevPorn]]

A remote control that works on people? Psh, yeah right. Still, it looks like it might be fun to mess with, so after a bit of mental hedging you decide to order it, before turning your mind to some gaming, hoping to unwind from the events of the afternoon.\n\nAbout half an hour later the doorbell rings, and a minute later your mother calls "Jamie! Package for you!"\n\nThat makes you blink. Wait, they were serious about that 'delivery within an hour' thing? Wow, and it actually got here even faster. You pause the game and hop up, heading downstairs to retrieve the fairly nondescript package. Although... huh, you'd never really thought about "high quality cardboard" before, but you guess it exists, this is almost silky to the touch. You undo the tape and pull out the glossy box within, which shows off a picture of the remote. It actually looks a bit more like a smallish smartphone in a case, though one end is a bit bigger. You take it out and turn it on, finding it already charged and almost instantly showing up a series of buttons.\n\nAlright, let's see, instruction manual. Okay, so the physical button just below the power/sleep button is the 'Aim' button. Which is... basically a laser pointer, you find after clicking it a few times. But you guess it's to make sure it's pointed at the right person. It can also apparently save up to three profiles at a time, storing a targeted person so you don't have to keep aiming it at them... ah, but it can only <i>affect</i> one of the three at once. It comes pre-loaded with a number of functions, and the USB stick it's packaged with has a bunch more as well as a link to a website where you can download even more of them, it looks like. You take a glance at the screen, and stare a little... an intended prank device for sure, but apparently a fairly risque one. It has buttons such as 'Sleep', 'Sneeze', 'Pee', and some even grosser ones, but also 'Arouse' and 'Cum'. Up in one corner there's a little button that says "Toggle" that's currently grayed out. A check of the book confirms that it turns the effects into on/off buttons instead of just giving one quick jolt. (Apparently this also works if you just hold the button down instead of tapping it.) \n\nHuh. Fun little toy. But surely it doesn't actually work! ... Surely. ... Hm. Well, why not check? You meander downstairs, heading into the kitchen where your mother seems to be putting some finishing touches on dinner.\n\n"Not long to wait now, we'll be ready as soon as your father gets home!" she chirps cheerfully, glancing over you.\n\n"S'cool," you answer, settling in at the table... then taking a moment to stealthily aim the remote at her and check your aim with the pointer. Okay, start off with something completely innocuous, the 'Yawn' button. You tap it once... and watch as almost instantly your mother's lips part and a hand quickly comes up to cover her mouth as she gives a soft 'awwwwhn'. You wait a minute (in part because seeing her do it made you yawn), then do it again... same effect. Okay, something else... let's try the 'Sneeze' button, if you get two yawns and then a sneeze in exact order and timed right to pressing the buttons, then you can feel sure that it works. ... Wait a second for her to turn away from the food though. Aaand then tap.\n\n"Wh<i>CHU</i>!" your mother half-squeaks in her usual sneeze, not quite flinging a hand up to her face in time since the sneeze was so sudden. \n\n"Bless you," you say in a rather stunned tone.\n\n"Oh my, thank you, pardon me," she murmurs, snagging a paper towel and dabbing at her face.\n\nHoly crap the remote works! Well, you're... like 90% sure it works, you can't quite shake the idea that it might be a huge coincidence. But then, you can always try it out some more, say, on other people you know. Ones you like... or ones you don't like so much.\n\n... Or, and you can't quite help but think, you could always try out some of the other functions right now...\n\n<hr>\n[[Save it for later.|QOPR]]\n\n[[Test on your mom some more.|QOPR]]

You lurch a bit in place, sort of abruptly coming back to yourself. Whoa. That was... uh. Well, you'll just say "intense" because it definitely feels like you got overloaded. You force yourself to breathe deeply, sort of heaving every breath in and letting it out in a rush, until you can start to slow them down. Gradually, your cock starts to lose hardness, sagging into a low arch, before finally drooping completely and hanging in a limp... but still almost exactly as long and thick... drape over your hefty balls.\n\nYou swallow hard, trying not to be too aware of the feel of your sharpened teeth and lengthened tongue. This is... uh... this is definitely not what you were expecting when you signed up to test a soda. (Admittedly a more adventurous sort might have hoped for it, had it occurred to them, but it's you so.) You've turned into some weird... hot... dragon-person! ... Dragon? But it's a devil on the can? ... Dragonfruit.\n\nThough now that you're calm, you're starting to feel very naked. You quickly rummage around and find one of your looser pairs of sleeping pants, carefully managing to get your enlarged feet through them and haul them up (and, after thinking about it, cutting a slit in the back for your tail), tying the drawstring snug around your waist (which you notice has slimmed out a bit to go with your rather femininely round and bouncy hips and butt). Said hips and butt aren't terribly hidden by the drape of the thin cloth... to say nothing of it fairly clearly outlining your member. Well, still better than being naked.\n\nOh crap though, what are you gonna do?! You need help! You can't just pretend nothing happened and expect everyone not to notice!\n\n... Or could you...?\n\n......... No, you couldn't, you admit grudgingly as you clean up the mess you left on the floor, your scaled cheeks aflame. Even if you could somehow gaslight yourself into imagining no one would notice the rather extreme physical changes, you can just imagine how embarrassed you'd be if your mother ever asked why your room smelled like dragonfruit all the time now.\n\nNo, you have to get help for this! But what?! What do you do?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Ask your mother.|QODD]]\n\n[[Ask the company.|QODD2x2]]\n\n[[Ask a friend.|QODD]]\n\n[[Do an internet search.|QODD]]

Haha what would even happen? you think, grinning as you aim the ray at yourself. Not like anything will actually happen anyway, you think as you pull the trigger, you'll just-\n\nBlinking, you find yourself laying in bed. Sitting up, you give a confused look around. The Servabeam is in one hand, and your room is... clean. Like meticulously, ridiculously tidy. A glance at the clock shows that a fair bit of time has passed. Wait, what the heck just happened?!\n\n"Jamie! Dinner!" your mother calls.\n\n"Uh, be right there!" you shout back, shoving the Servabeam under a pillow without really thinking about it before getting up and heading downstairs. \n\nAfter dinner you return to your room, looking around again. Yeah, someone definitely cleaned the place to within an inch of its life. You're not a slob, per se, but it's definitely way tidier than you would ever make it on your own. Shaking your head in confusion, you head to your computer and settle in. Maybe the silliness with the ray gun made you fall into some sort of cleaning fugue? Which is weird, but hey.\n\nWhen you move the mouse, you stare a bit at the fact that your webcam's default interface program is open. What? You never use that. But right next to it you spot a new folder on your desktop: 'Videos for Master'. What the heck?! You click on it, and see that there's a single video and a subfolder. For the moment wanting an explanation, you double-click the video file.\n\nVLC opens, showing an image of your room, and absolutely dumbfoundingly, a cute girl in a maid outfit standing in it. Wait... wait, that cute girl is... that cute girl is you?! Your hair is longer, almost waist-length, and your face a bit more on the cute side, though that might just be the artistically-applied makeup. The you on the video smiles brightly and pinches the sides of her skirt as he gives a curtsy.\n\n"<i>Hello, Master! Since you left me no orders, I took the liberty of doing what I thought you would like. I have cleaned your room, arranged your manga, and organized some of your computer files. I do hope I haven't overstepped. Oh, I also made several video files for you that I thought you might potentially like,</i>" the video-Jamie adds, blushing and putting a fingertip to her/his lower lip, swaying his/her shoulders back and forth in girlish embarrassment. "<i>Once I couldn't think of anything else to do without disturbing your parents, I changed back. I hope that's alright with you, Master. Please, feel free to summon your faithful maid any time,</i>" s/he finishes, giving another curtsy before the video resets to the start.\n\nNumbly, you click the video window closed. The... the Servabeam works. ... It works even if you shoot <i>yourself</i>?! Apparently being a loyal servant included changing themselves back into you when they were done with what you told them to do. Or, in this case, what were apparently sort of 'standing orders' for a maid. You don't remember anything... but your room is now spotless, which should please your parents. ... Wait, could you do all your chores that way? ... Okay so turning into a cute girl (or girly-boy? you're not entirely sure) to do so might be slightly problematic and something your parents would notice, but not having to put up with the boredom of chores or homework or whatnot is pretty cool.\n\nThoughtfully, you retrieve the Servabeam and start turning the dial on the side. You blush a little at the sight of 'Catgirl Maid' as the next on the list... there are also a bunch of options like 'Slut', 'Harem Girl', 'Slave', and others you don't exactly see being too useful for changing yourself temporarily into. But there are a few like 'Tomboy', 'Nerd', 'Popular Girl' that... okay, you're not entirely sure about that last one, but the first two seem like they could be useful. \n\nThen you blink, looking back towards the computer. Wait, didn't the... maid-you... say that they'd made some more videos? Yeah, there was a sub-folder in that one. ... Wait what sort of videos did they think you'd like?!\n\n<hr>\n[[Better check it out.|QOSB]]\n\n[[Better... forget those exist.|QOSB2x2]]

... For now maybe it's better if you just... pretend those don't exist. Actually for now let's not think too much about it at all.\n\nOkay, so, 'Tomboy'... well, assuming that the ray doesn't <i>actually</i> turn you into a girl, you guess that would just make you more physically active. Also probably more confident and less, y'know... ... well, you. That could definitely be useful for going to school, especially since you wouldn't actually have to remember going to school. And 'Nerd'... well, you're already a nerd, but you're assuming that with this it means a more 'positive stereotype' of a nerd, probably calm, collected, and super smart. And 'Popular Girl'... well, presumably that would be someone with a ton of charisma and the social know-how to navigate the social scene of the school.\n\nJust, y'know, that one has 'Girl' right in the name. You're kind of curious as to what exactly would happen if you zapped that one... the maid-you's sex was kind of ambiguous, after all, since the maid outfit wasn't terribly revealing. ... You guess you could find out by changing yourself tonight after your parents go to bed, just leave some actual 'orders' this time. You wonder if having them in mind is enough, or if it would be better to write them down? It's weird wondering just how much that other you would still be, y'know... you.\n\n<hr>\n[[See what the 'Popular Girl' setting is like.|QOSB]]\n\n[[Use the 'Tomboy' setting for school tomorrow.|QOSB]]\n\n[[Just go to school as normal tomorrow.|QOSB]]

Right, right, this AppAssure place! It's their soda that did this, and boy do you have a heck of a side effect to report! You dive over to your computer chair and sit, then give a slight yip (more of shock than pain) and take a moment to rearrange your tail, sitting at a sort of angle so it can poke through the side of the back. ... Right.\n\nYou return to the website and frantically look around, and find a link for 'Product tester signin'. Clicking that, you use some of the information you put on the form to log in, and squirm worriedly as an 'Establishing video chat' banner pops up. Oh lord someone's gonna see you like this! You should have put on a shirt, at least! Well, you guess you can't exactly hide your condition since you're calling these people <i>about</i> your condition.\n\nA few moments later the banner disappears, replaced by an overlay on your screen of... a Live2D vtuber avatar? Seriously? Specifically of an anime girl with deep blue hair and shock white skin, her eyes black-scleraed with blue irises behind a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Her upper body is either done up 'android' style and featureless or she's wearing a bodysuit, with a labcoat visible capping her shoulders. But the modeler definitely put in donation-encouraging level jiggle physics since the avatar boings back and forth a bit as she speaks.\n\n"Hello, and welcome to the AppAssure-" she begins in a sort of bland drawl of a voice, before stopping. She blinks her glowing eyes slowly, then apparently activates a motion macro that has a hand reach up and nudge her glasses up on her nose, eyes looking off to the side. "You fucked up the ratio of dragon to devil again."\n\n"Fuck you," comes an equally bland, almost identical voice from further off.\n\n"W-wait, was this supposed to happen?!" you blurt, reaching up to both show off your hands and touch your altered ears.\n\n"Well no, not necessarily," the avatar says back, shoulders lifting in a shrug. "Production methods are, obviously, an industrial secret, but suffice to say that any alterations from the contents of Zoo Juice soda are meant to be vastly more subtle. Every so often, though, there's someone that's a bit more sensitive to certain things and... I suppose you could call this a form of allergic reaction." Her glowing eyes angle downward. "How big did it get?"\n\n"Big. I mean hey!" you blurt, your face going red as you press both hands over your crotch, despite it being well out of view of the camera.\n\n"Mm. Well, you seem clearheaded so apparently the change didn't run away with you. Obviously we'll record this and take it under advisement, as well as any other observations you have," she adds evenly, almost conversationally.\n\n"... Seriously?" you murmur, giving her a flat look.\n\n"Quite seriously. It should wear off in a few hours. Probably," she adds, eyes roaming up and down you again. "By morning at the very least. Especially if you stay calm and don't engage in any vigorous, heartrate-raising activities." At your blank look, she clarifies just as easily, "Masturbating. Jerking off. Fapping. Slapping the salami. Choking the chicken. Tallywhacking. Banana boating. Poledancing. Prestige leveling. Knighting the lord. Direct action. Boarding-"\n\n"OKAY OKAY OKAY!" you cry, finally managing to break through your shock and waving her off.\n\n"Mm. I can send you something to assist with that, if you like. To make up for any inconvenience." She pauses, then adds, "I suppose if you're really insistent that something be done, you could come in to our facility for further testing, to find out what happened."\n\nYou're considering that when you notice that her hair's wiggling around. Wow, that Live2D model is rigged really well, but is it glitching? ... Or, wait, is she subtly shaking her head? Is she saying you <i>shouldn't</i> come in for further testing?\n\n<hr>\n[[Just wait it out.|QODD]]\n\n[[Accept the help with waiting it out.|QODD]]\n\n[[Go in for testing.|QODD]]

"I just... I just think you'd both be happier if it was an... all together thing," you murmur, looking down.\n\n"Oh this ought to be good," Morrigan snorts, folding her arms again.\n\n"Jamie, what are you <i>talking</i> about?" Maya demands in an exasperated tone, hands thumping on her hips.\n\n"Well... you told me once, Maya, that you hated the rigid way society tried to dictate that relationships should work, right?" you note, glancing up at her briefly.\n\n"Uh, well, I..." She glances away, bringing a hand up to rub her upper arm. "I mean, at the time I was mostly trying to convince myself I should ask you out instead of waiting for you to ask me out, but I do believe that, yeah."\n\n"And Morrigan, I'm just kind of guessing, but I bet you kind of hate the idea of completely standard everyday monogamous marriage?"\n\n"Iiiii would like to wind up as far away from what my parents have as possible, yes," Morrigan admits, rolling her shoulders. \n\n"And I mean... if I was with someone I'd try as hard as I could for them, but... I know I'm not very good at talking to other people or confronting bad situations or anything," you say with a heavy sigh. "I mean, the whole reason I asked Morrigan to come out here with me is because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to help Maya out on my own. Maybe it seems like if I wound up with someone I'd just be a drag on them, so... if we both had someone else to help... and... you were saying how you were close friends, and I don't want that to end because of me, so I... y-yeah... ... sorry."\n\nBoth of them stare at you for long moments, only breaking it to briefly glance at each other. Then you squeak a little as you find both of them stepping in and wrapping their arms around you for a hug.\n\n"We're sorry, Jamie."\n\n"We didn't mean to put all that shit on you." \n\nThey both look up and at each other, then step back, leaving you wobbling a little, worried that your face paint might start melting from your blush.\n\n"Sorry, Maya."\n\n"Sorry, Morrigan. ... And honestly, he's right. And you're right. You've been one of my best friends for a long time, it would be really shit to throw it all away, even to be with the guy I... like." She glances at you, then looks back at Morrigan. "Aaaand if I'm honest it's not like I haven't thought about it at least once. Or twice."\n\nMorrigan grins broadly at that, the skull paint making it look a bit more leer-like. "I've thought about it more than that." Giggling a little at Maya's obviously flustered look, Morrigan reaches out to snag one of your hands, then holds her other out to Maya. "So. Just for a start. How about we all get some pizza, and we all share the couch during the movie, huh?"\n\n"I think..." Maya looks back and forth between the two of you, then grins as she sets her hand in Morrigan's. "I think that works, yeah."\n\n"How 'bout you, Jamie? That good with you?" Both of them look at you, grinning now, as Morrigan gives your hand a squeeze.\n\n"Um... yeah." Finally, you start smiling too. "Yeah, that'd be... really good."\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOGothHW2x3]]

"I, uh, I... do I really have to choose just one of you?" you ask meekly, some part of your brain putting that through to your mouth without really running it past the committee.\n\n"Say WHAT?!" both girls blurt, leaning in angrily towards you.\n\n"I... I'm kinda suggesting both of you!" you stammer, unable to stop yourself.\n\n"And just why..." Maya growls for a start.\n\n"... do you think we'd agree to that?" Morrigan picks up, painted lips actually pulled back from her teeth a little.\n\n<hr>\n[[Because it's hot.|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[Because you think they'd both be happier that way.|QOGothHW2x2]]

Without even really thinking you start working your hips back against the stroking, light thrusts of the doctor's fingers, whimpering just a little as you do. Both your embarrassment and your pleasure grow as he seems to be able to guide the motion of your hips now with just the slightest bit of pressure or shift inside you, making you buck or twist or writhe with his touches. Soon you've gone from just lightly wiggling your hips and jerking them back against his digits slightly to shaking them like a stripper and fucking yourself on his fingers, mewling and moaning aloud as you do.\n\n"Well you are very lovely, such potential," the doctor murmurs appreciatively. "I think I'll need to speak to the captain about having you assist me for the length of your stay."\n\nEven if you were going to argue with him, you don't get the opportunity as he raises his hand from your cock to tilt your head back with two fingertips under your chin, his mouth descending on yours. He must have practice kissing humans, because his muzzle to your lips in no way prevents him from kissing you and working his tongue deeply into your mouth, rolling it around, claiming you as his. You moan even louder against that tongue, the speed of your hips gradually picking up as you ever more enthusiastically participate in getting finger-fucked. You suck in a hard gasp as the hand he had been using to stroke your cock instead goes to one of your slicked-up nipples, stroking it and teasing it, urging the little nub to as thorough a stiffness it can get atop your flat chest.\n\nAnd then he suddenly turns his fingers, slides them in a bit deeper, and it's like he presses a button because your entire body arches, your eyes rolling and a rather undignified squeal escaping your mouth around his tongue as you instantly cum, your cock twitching and shuddering in the air as it shoots stream after stream of cum out to splatter on the shower wall Your whole body trembles, completely in the doctor's power as he continues gently rubbing that spot inside you, coaxing your cock into firing off more shots of jizz, apparently not intending to stop until your balls are completely empty.\n\nYou pant heavily, your legs trembling and barely supporting you as he slips his fingers out of you and steps back, your orgasm-fogged mind barely comprehending as the shower starts emitting pleasantly warm water instead, gradually rinsing the goo off of you, as well as starting to thin out your cum where it's decorating the wall and floor. Though you do notice as Doctor Kal steps into the shower as well, having shed his coat and suit, revealing a lean but toned body covered in black fur, with an equally ink-black cock with a pointed tip and a bulge at the base of it jutting from the furry sheath above his balls. As you're busy blushing and staring, he simply smiles confidently at you, before turning you away from him... and bending down to pick you up under the knees, hefting you up so that your back winds up leaned against his chest, your arms flinging themselves around his neck almost in reflex.\n\n"Mmm, you are going to make a very cute apprentice nurse, Jameson," the doctor murmurs in your ear, sending a shiver through your body, followed by another as he rubs his cock up between your legs to slide it against your now almost entirely soft one. "I predict we shall have <i>many</i> enjoyable appointments," he continues as he lifts and shifts you a bit, moving so that the pointed tip of his prick is at your asshole.\n\nEven if you weren't overwhelmed by the pleasure, somehow his confidence and the casual authority he radiates wouldn't even make you consider saying no as he pushes his cock into your ass, the very thoroughly-smeared gel still inside acting as an extremely effective lubricant. You let out soft whimpers as he settles you onto him, up until that thick knot at the base is pressed right up against your pucker. Then he begins lifting and working you, moving your body effortlessly, your bare feet bobbing in the air and your now half-hard cock wobbling back and forth.\n\n"You will of course be taking my cock at <i>least</i> once a day from now on. Doctor's orders," he murmurs in your ear, chuckling softly in a way that sends another shiver through you and makes your ass squeeze around his bestial prick. "Mm, sadly we haven't the time for you to take the knot today, Nurse Jameson, but I assure you that in the future you shall. Often."\n\n"Oh, ohgod, ohgod," is all you can whimper in reply as he works you up and down on him, using you like a slut, that growing and swelling knot slapping a bit harder against your entrance each time, as if threatening to push inside you anyway. You can feel yourself building to something, almost, almost, and let out a soft, whimpering moan of mingled pleasure and disappointment as Doctor Kal gives a low growl and stops thrusting to fill you with a rush of thick warmth that flows deep inside you. Ten minutes ago you would never have considered being fucked by another guy, now you're left desperately wishing he'd fucked you harder and longer, and jammed that thick knot deep inside you. You shudder as he lifts you and slips out, his cock dropping from your slightly gaping hole and issuing a rush of his cum, which starts to flow away as he sets you down and bends you over against the wall, working his fingers inside you just as skillfully as before as he urges water in and cleans you out, and yet continuing to keep you right on the edge of cumming from your ass again.\n\nBut once you're clean (both inside and out), the doctor steps away and uses the fur dryer, leaving you to collect yourself as he re-dons his bodysuit and labcoat. Once you've stepped out and used the dryer yourself (it's rather pleasant despite your lack of fur, and you're pretty sure even more effective), you walk over to where he's removing something from what you assume is the suit dispensor, proffering it to you with a grin that says it's probably going to be even more immodest than the other ones.\n\nAaaand it is. You blush brightly as you step into the one-piece part of the suit, pulling it up and into place, feeling the rather thin crotch nevertheless hug up against your cock and balls and form them into a near-spherical bulge (albeit obviously smaller than either Hara's or Doctor Kal's), though the high hips of it emphasize even the slight curves of yours, and the way it fits into the cleft of your ass and hugs the inner halves of your buttocks also gives them a more feminine look, as you catch a glimpse of in the mirror. The sleeves are long, with built-in fingerless gloves, the whole thing white trimmed around each edge with pink, and a pink medical cross on the chest. The thigh-high boots made out of the same material are in the same color scheme, hugging your legs and, similar to the curve of the suit, giving them a more girlish curvature.\n\nYour face red, you follow Doctor Kal out of the room, to find that the rest of the crew has dispersed, save for Hara who seems to have been waiting. At the sight of you in the rather lewd little bodysuit, she purses her lips... then smirks at the doctor. "Tch, snatched the newest cutie already, huh?"\n\n"Yes, well, we've needed a nurse for a while," he replies breezily while you stand there pressing both hands over your bulge, your ears now red as well. "Nurse Jameson here will be assisting from now on, I hope there's no problem?"\n\n"As long as you and Kowsumi don't wind up fighting over him since he's apparently good at figuring out tech on the fly," Hara replies with a broad shrug. "And hopefully you'll share," she adds as she turns and walks out, the door sliding open for her.\n\n"Um," you squeak, looking up at Doctor Kal. "Sh-share?"\n\n"Yes, well, we'll see once you've settled in," he non-answers breezily, walking over to another machine built onto the wall and starting to type. "Let me just go ahead and formulate those Vita-Supplements for you, as I said, we need to help your development along."\n\n"O-okay," you murmur, squirming a bit in place.\n\n"But while they formulate, let us discuss another matter of your development. Or perhaps your training," Doctor Kal says as he turns towards you, tucking his hands into his labcoat's pockets.\n\n"U-um... my nurse training...?" you ask.\n\n"In a way. My diagnosis of you, Jameson, is that it simply will not do for you to retain your masculinity," he says solemnly, in the same tone of voice he might use to pronounce you gravely ill and in need of treatment. You swallow a bit as he carries on. "Now, there are various levels to which we can take this, but obviously I advise that at the very least we train you into a femboy."\n\n"... um..." you squeak.\n\n"Although I believe for optimal results of your sexual health and wellness, we should proceed with full sissification and go from there," he continues just as breezily, raising a hand from his pocket and displaying a pink plastic ring that's definitely too large for a finger and too small for a wrist. "For which my prescription for the first stage of treatment would be penile chastity and training in only anal orgasms. While I really think that would be for the best, these are after all elective procedures, so what would your preference be?"\n\nSomehow his delivery and tone of voice really do make you feel like you have to choose. Part of you rebels a little at the entire idea, but then you find your gaze wandering to his bulge and your resolve waivers almost immediately.\n\n<hr>\n[["... femboy, sir..."|QOKeys]]\n\n[["... sissification, sir..."|QOKeys]]

You vaguely remember hearing about some old app called 'I Am Rich' that cost a stupid amount of money and did nothing but show a picture of a sparkly gem on the screen. When you see that this site has an app store, you kind of wonder if it's more stuff like that, just bragging rights. But after clicking through it looks like the apps here actually do stuff... although you do find you have a hard time believing they can do what they claim. A lot of it sounds pretty fanciful, but eh, it's not like you're actually out anything other than maybe some storage space on your phone if you download one, right? Heck, with these it's an immediate download, you don't even have to wait an hour to see if it's bunk.\n\n[[MentaGuide|QOMeta1x1]] - It's described as "your guide to a world of both higher and lower consciousness beyond the physical realm". So like... it's a meditation app or something?\n\n[[AutoHacker|QONile2x2]] - And this one says that it can hack into any computer system and do whatever you tell it to do, all on its own. Man, that's stretching it even for 'movie hacking', isn't it?\n\n[[SpinJob|QONile3x1]] - You've seen apps like this before on... uh, various sites. Basically just puts a bunch of swirly patterns on the screen, as if you could use that to hypnotize someone. Although this one claims to actually work... there's not even one of those 'For entertainment purposes only' ass-covering disclaimers.\n\n[[MeistroComp Mobile|QONile4x1]] - Seems to be the mobile version of some PC program you've never heard of. Though weirdly this one is limited in downloads, with red text currently declaring there's only one download left before it's gone forever. Who's running this thing, Nintendo?

"'Special services'?" you echo, just because that's such a vague term, and your brain is sort of refusing to process the potential implications.\n\nHowever, Nurse Joi seems to take that as a declaration of your choice, since she lets out a giggle and steps close, immediately cupping your crotch and giving a slow, deliberate rub while you stand there in shock. "Oooo, I was hoping you'd pick that," she coos as she slides her hand around to grip your shaft a bit more through your jeans, stroking up and down just a little, before unbuttoning and unzipping them. Before you know it she's fished out your stiff prick and is stroking it directly as she presses up against your side. "Ah, you're really throbbing," she practically purrs as she glances down at your cock in her hand, then looks into your eyes and gives you that sweet smile. "First time? Not just on a Pokemon journey, I mean?"\n\n"Uh... yeah," you reply in a faint voice, still a little too dazed by how suddenly this has happened to do anything else.\n\n"Mm, I love taking cute boys' first times. Here, let's go to the room," she declares, releasing your cock and instead snagging you by the hand to lead you to one of the doors.\n\nYou let yourself be pulled along, just sort of accepting that this is apparently going to happen, even as your face goes red in embarrassment at walking along with your cock jutting out of your pants and waving in front of you, your free hand reflexively snagging your jeans so they don't fall down. Nurse Joi leads you into what looks like a pretty decent hotel room, not super luxurious or fancy, but nice. Smiling as she releases your hand, she sinks down to her stocking-clad knees and pulls your jeans and underwear down, tugging your shoes and socks off as well as you step out of them. Giving another happy little coo at seeing your cock completely bared, she wraps one hand around the shaft and rests her other on your hip, lifting your cock upwards and stroking it lightly as she leans in to press her mouth to your balls, licking and suckling gently at them.\n\nYou let out shuddery breaths, your brain still trying to catch up to what's happening. This is... the sort of special services offered by Pokemon centers here?! Part of you is trying to wonder what Selassa was thinking, but pretty much all of you is getting overwhelmed by how good it feels for Nurse Joi to be practically worshiping your balls, her tongue sliding over them as if seeking out every little bit, sucking one into her mouth and rolling it around, while always keeping up that slow, steady stroking of your shaft with her hand. 'She's... a total professional,' you can't help but think through the haze of pleasure.\n\nAfter a good long while of her keeping you in a strange place of building pleasure and letting it sort of settle again and again by focusing most of her attention on your balls, she eventually lowers your shaft and slides those pretty pink lips over the tip of your cock, teasing the hole in the tip with the end of her tongue as her eyes look up at you. You whimper a little, barely able to hold back as she starts slowly bobbing her head, her tongue working all over you as if you tasted amazing. She's barely gotten half of it in before you choke out a wordless little warning and she quickly draws back, opening her mouth wide and tilting her head back, her tongue pressed to the underside of your cockhead, her hand stroking you again to let you watch as your cum shoots out and splatters against the top of her mouth repeatedly, dripping down onto her tongue.\n\nShe places her fingertips to her lips as she closes her mouth and visibly swallows, then gives a giggle as she stands up. "My my, so tasty! Boys on the first time of their first Pokemon journey always taste so good... and are so vigorous too," she purrs as she wraps a hand around your cock and gives it a few more strokes. "You ready for more, cutie?"\n\nWell. You've come this far. In more ways than one. You nod silently, and Nurse Joi giggles again and turns around, heading over to the bed. "Alright then, let's have some fun!" she declares, using a very practiced motion of sliding her skirt up and panties down as she bends over the side of it, revealing the very pretty, lacy white satin garment as they slide around her thighs...\n\n... and reveal the smooth, soft balls that dangle freely and the long, slender cock jutting out now that it's no longer restrained by the panties.\n\n"C'mon, don't be shy," Nurse Joi says with a glance over his shoulder at your shocked face, giving his ass a little wiggle in the air, pretty, somehow feminine cock and balls swaying between his stocking-clad thighs. "I always keep myself good and lubed up, since some trainers are just soooo backed up by the time they get in that they can't wait! Thrust it in and fuck me as hard as you want, cutie!"\n\n<hr>\n[[No, you're a boy!|QOPoke4x5]]\n\n[[... 'kay.|QOPoke5x1]]

"Y-you're a guy!" you stammer.\n\n"Hm? Well, yeah, I mean, check out this dick, right? Isn't it great?" Joi chirps, reaching between his thighs and giving his own shaft a few of the same sensual strokes he gave you. "If you wanna bottom first we can totally do that too, I just thought you'd wanna fuck a load into my boypussy before taking your turn!"\n\n"No way, I, I only like girls!" you declare, almost stumbling as you turn and grab for your clothes.\n\n"Oh we can fix that," Joi says as he turns around and sits down on the side of the bed, still with his panties around his thighs and cock jutting up from below the hem of his skirt. "Oh Master~!"\n\nYou blink, and your head jerks to the side as the closet door slides open, revealing what you take at first for a large, pudgy man with yellow skin wearing some sort of fur scarf, but which you almost immediately realize is a Hypno as it raises its hand and displays the little hole-centered coin on a string, wagging it back and forth. Part of you wants to protest just how cliched a setup that is, but your mind's going all dull and foggy again, this time in an entirely different way than before. It's like you can feel your ability to think slowing to a crawl, turning to sludge, and then eventually just stopping. You stop going for your clothes and just stand there, shoulders slumped and eyelids heavy, your head empty.\n\n"Theeere we go," Joi chirps, giggling as he wiggles the panties completely off and makes his way over to cuddle up affectionately to the Hypno's side, reaching down to fondle the Pokemon's incredibly thick cock, which is sectioned almost like an earthworm's body and currently completely soft, despite Joi fondling its shaft and balls with even more adoration than she did yours. "Master, what do you think we should do with him, hm? Should we train him as a brainless fuck-machine walking hardon? Or should we turn him into a slutty little bottom bitch like me?"\n\n<hr>\n(([[Master thinks you should be a walking hardon.|QOPoke]]))\n\n(([[Master thinks you should be a slutty bottom bitch.|QOPoke]]))

You feel a little guilty about it, but c'mon. There's a ton of gold up there! It's kind of like one of those machines where you drop in a quarter hoping to knock more quarters off the edge, just... ... a rock instead.\n\nYou spend a little while looking around for some decent rocks, then start chucking them. Your first few attempts fall far short, but eventually you manage to hit the treasure pile, knocking free some of the coins. They go skittering down through the water, clinking along the shelves, and finally bouncing off the pillar and plunking into the water right at your feet. ... Wow, convenient.\n\n<<set $energy -= 1>><<set $random to either(1, 2, 3)>><<if $random is 1>><<set $fd += 20>><<endif>><<if $random is 2>><<set $fd += 50>><<endif>><<if $random is 3>><<set $fd += 200>><<endif>>You pick up the assortment of coins, and once you're holding them they disappear. You check your MonComm and find that you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy is 0>><<set $comefromzone to true>>You could try to continue, [[but...|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]\n\n[[Call it a day.|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]<<else>>[[Head back to the adventure area|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]\n\n[[Head home.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

You abruptly snap out of the almost feral mindset you'd been assuming, blinking repeatedly. You can't masturbate in the middle of the day with the lights on! Your mother might catch you!\n\n... Wait there's something else that's an issue here.\n\nYour eyes widen as you turn and whirl towards the mirror, stepping to it quickly. But it's definitely as you thought, you've become some sort of... lion man. A really tall, really buff lion man, with massively broad shoulders and powerful muscles, complete with six-pack abs that show even through your new fur coat. The fur is bright yellow, the same eye-catching color that's typically used for lemons in advertising and branding... the same for the green of your thick, lustrous mane, your eyes, and... ... your dick. Even your claws, which you find you have as you curl your fingers and stare at your hands, are bright green.\n\n"This is impossible, it has to be some sort of dream," you say aloud, finding that even your voice is a deep, rumbling, incredibly masculine one now. And yet it all feels absolutely real. You look back up at the mirror, then find yourself fairly naturally striking a 'welcome to the gun show' pose, unable to help smirking as you flex and show off your muscles, turning back and forth. You look... incredibly hot, you think smugly.\n\nIn fact you feel like you're absolutely brimming with confidence and self-assurance. Look at these muscles, and this magnificent dick, and an absolutely divine ass, and a mane that could only inspire envy in all who viewed it! Forget becoming just a lion-man, you've become a green and gold god!\n\n'... Okay rein it in a little, dude,' you think to yourself, forcing yourself to calm down and be reasonable. Still, you don't really feel scared or bothered, after that initial rush of shock. Everything just feels natural, as if nothing could possibly be wrong since you're you, and you is powerful, strong, and in control. \n\nStill, to that end, maybe you should put on some pants, if you want to consider finding out what's happened to you. Except you can't think of a single thing you have that would fit now. You start going through your drawers and closet, the process of looking for clothing helping you calm down further, your cock gradually retracting into your sheath, leaving it plump and thick but almost closed up at the tip. The only thing that you think might possibly fit is a pair of bike shorts, and after a moment you shrug and pull them on. They have to stretch quite a bit over your newly powerful thighs, but they fit... albeit leaving a truly massive round bulge at your crotch.\n\nAs you're contemplating your own perfection in the mirror again, one of your newly leonine ears twitches at the sound of police sirens. Hm? That's not a typical sound in this neighborhood. ... Actually it sounds like they're a fair bit away, but there's a number of different sirens. Hohhh, something big is going down! And you find yourself driven to go see what it is, and likely get yourself right in the thick of it! If it's going on in your town, you want to know about it!\n\n<hr>\n[[Go see what's up.|QOLion1x1]]\n\n[[What are you, crazy?|QOHPT]]

"Honestly I think I'll just take the normal Pokemon," you say after a moment.\n\n"Tch. I'm not sure whether you're smarter than most mortals or just really, really boring," Selassa says with a sigh, dipping a hand into the pocket of her labcoat and coming up with an entirely normal Pokeball, giving it a negligent toss towards you and leaving you scrambling a bit to catch it. "Fine, fine, one Growlithe with completely normal stats and moves, and it won't get all uppity on you. Hope you're happy."\n\n"Well I mean. Kinda," you say, unable to help being cheerful. Growlithe, one of the reliable staples of the franchise! Plus cute puppy!\n\n"At least you're not complaining for once. Now, g'wan, shoo! Get Pokemon-journeying! Hit the road!" Selassa calls, making literal 'shooing' motions at you.\n\nDeciding to not press your luck, you do in fact shoo, hurrying out the door and back towards the road. When you've gotten a little distance from the building, you peer back, taking just a moment to make sure Selassa's not going to pop out of the bushes wearing a yellow tanktop and denim cutoffs. Then you turn towards an empty spot near the road and point the Pokeball's little front button at it. "Um... Growlithe, I choose you!"\n\nThe Pokeball parts in your hands, a flicker of red light flying out and quickly resolving into a fluffy, tiger-striped canine-ish leonine-ish creature. "Growf!" it not-quite-barks not-quite-speaks, grinning at you and wagging its fluffy tail.\n\n"Awwww! I mean... 'Puppy-type Pokemon' but..." you murmur. Because despite being the obviously immature form and, as noted, a 'Puppy-type' Pokemon, Growlithe is already the size of an adult large-breed dog. Well, you guess that makes sense... Arcanine is practically the size of a horse, or at least a pony, if you recall the cartoon. Anime. Whatever. Still super cute, though, so you kneel down and start petting him and ruffling his fur, scratching around his ears as well. "Who's a good booooy?" you coo, because even if you're in some weird kidnapped-into-an-isekai scenario, puppies must still be told they're good boys.\n\n"Growf growf!" Growlithe barks happily, wiggling and wagging his tail faster.\n\n"Who's a good boy, who's a good boooy, who's a... really... hot boy," you mutter, realizing you've already started to sweat. It's a fairly warm day out already, and you're realizing Growlithe puts off a lot of body heat, which you guess makes sense for both a Fire Pokemon and also something big and super fluffy. Standing up and stepping back, you say, "Ah, I'm gonna go ahead and put you back in your Pokeball for now, okay boy?"\n\n"Growf," Growlithe says contentedly, apparently unbothered by the idea. He just placidly wags his tail as you speak the typical phrase and the Pokeball zaps him and pulls him back inside. What a good boy!\n\nAhem. Anyway, you guess you better actually start off on this Pokemon journey thing. ... How do you do that, again? After a bit of thinking, you shrug and just set off down the road. Who knows what Selassa's adapted from the rather sprawling franchise? You'll just have to sort of wander off from town and be a <strike>murder</strike>Pokebattlehobo, you guess, and look for Kevin as you go.\n\nIt's a few hours later when you give a huff and stop for a break. You'd really expected a lot more excitement, or something to happen by now, since Selassa seemed so gung-ho to get you moving. But either she's wanting to see this Pokemon journey out as an actual <i>journey</i> for you, or she's punishing you for being so "boring" and, among other things, picking the "normal" Pokemon, because rather than being like twenty feet away the next town is apparently... a lot more. You're well out in the woods now and the road is more just a dirt path with some crude wooden fencing on either side of it with various breaks in it. You glance around you, noting that it's pretty quiet, though you can hear some birds chirping and bugs buzzing. You'd wonder if that's just Selassa's idea of generic ambient noise, but you guess there are a fair number of Pokemon that make actual animal noises instead of just saying their names. Speaking of which...\n\nYou realize that off to one side of the road there's a fairly prominent section of tall grass. Like, it would come up to about your waist if you were to actually go into it. Hm, so that would basically be a guaranteed wild Pokemon encounter, right? Probably with a more aggressive sort? Still, even you're being tempted to some impulsiveness by how boring it is just walking through the countryside. And didn't Selassa say that even if you found Kevin, you couldn't go home until you won enough badges to satisfy her? You're gonna need more than just one very good boy to do that, so maybe it'd be a good idea to try and capture a strong Pokemon right from the start? You remember one playthrough you did of one of the games where you caught an Abra really early on and that carried you through basically the entire game.\n\n<hr>\n[[Venture into the tall grass.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Move on.|QOPoke4x2]]

Nnnnnnno... you're a little too cautious to just go diving into the tall grass (literally). You'll probably encounter some less risky Pokemon if you just go along, and you'd rather play it safe to start with, at least.\n\nYou resume walking, and eventually you do encounter a few Pokemon hopping about the edges of the road or the tree branches... a Pidgey, a Caterpie, and a Weedle. Which is almost enough to make you feel like you're playing a certain cellphone-based game in the franchise, considering. You almost feel a little bad about calling your Growlithe out and basically just starting a fight with wild animals who were minding their own business, but a Pokemon trainer's gotta start somewhere. (You're especially worried about the Weedle, but it does evolve into a decently powerful early game Pokemon, so.) And admittedly it is really cool to call out move names and have Growlithe eagerly obey, chomping or breathing little huffs of fire on the enemies until they start looking wobbly and you can throw the Pokeball. You catch all three of them, which admittedly puffs out your chest a little... you didn't knock out a single one or waste any Pokeballs!\n\n... And, uh... you're now out of Pokeballs.\n\n'Wow, she only gave me three?' you think with a sigh as you rummage through your pack. But yes, apparently Selassa was a little stingy with the starting equipment... you don't have any healing items either, it looks like. You're not even sure what system of energy usage you're running on here... checking your Pokedex for Growlithe's status only shows it's 'Tired' instead of how many moves or how much energy it's got left. Well. Okay.\n\nIt's starting to get late anyway, you realize. You head on down the road a little farther, starting to resolve yourself to having to spend the night outside, and wondering if maybe your Pokemon will all be recovered in the morning or something, because if not you're not going to be doing much more catching until you find a town. But just as the sun's sunk fully over the horizon, you can see lights ahead. Picking up the pace a little, you soon find yourself approaching a town much like the first one... a small handful of little houses, and a couple of larger buildings. The design of one of them is familiar enough as a Pokemon Center... except there's two of them?\n\nYou come to a stop in the road, looking back and forth, since they're directly across the street from each other. One looks a lot bigger and nicer, with a fresh-looking coat of shiny pink and beige paint that gives it a gleaming, almost plastic exterior. The other's much smaller and looks not exactly run-down, but also not nearly as ritzy or glamorous. You also notice it has a hand-painted wooden sign jammed into the ground to one side of the entrance:\n\n<center>'Discount Pokecenter!\n\nGreat deals for those just starting their Pokemon Journeys!\n\nNewcomer Specials galore!'</center>\n\nHuh. You've never considered the idea that Pokemon Centers might advertise. Or... compete, apparently? But you didn't find very much of what you're assuming is money in your pack, either. It's entirely possible you might only be able to <i>afford</i> the "discount" Pokecenter. On the other hand, you really just need four Pokemon healed/rested and maybe a place in the lobby to crash overnight, that never seemed to really cost Ash very much?\n\n<hr>\n[[Use the fancy Pokecenter.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Use the discount Pokecenter.|QOPoke4x3]]

You really don't want to go through the embarrassment of basically being kicked out of the nice Pokecenter. ... Besides what if they have like a Hitmonlee or something in there and it would literally kick you out? Ow. No, you'll just have to go with the more obviously affordable option, you think as you turn and head into the Discount Pokecenter.\n\nThe inside is still nice and clean, anyway, and while the lobby area is a tad small, it seems pleasant and kind of home-y enough. Only a few seconds after you've walked in, one of the doors opens and a familiar(ish) figure with pink hair in two loops and a pink and white nurse's outfit walks in. It's, well, it's obviously Nurse Joy, just that this particular one looks like she's about the same age you are, with a very slim build (and no chest to speak of).\n\n"Hi, I'm Nurse Joi!" she chirps in greeting. "Welcome to the Pokecenter!"\n\n... Huh. You're not sure how you know she spelled it differently, since she pronounced it the same, you just do. Maybe this really is some sort of knockoff. But you're already here, so. "Uh, yeah, my name's Jamie. Oh, um, I have some Pokemon I'd like to have healed up and rested."\n\n"Jamie, is this your first time at a Pokecenter?" Joi asks in that same chipper tone. At your sheepish nod, she giggles a bit, putting the side of her knuckle gently to her pretty pink lips. "Well, you're a little older than a lot of boys starting their first Pokemon journey, but that's fine! Everyone has to start somewhere!" she declares as she rounds the counter set in the center of the lobby, pulling what looks sort of like a muffin tray but with rounded cups out from under it. "For your first visit to a Pokecenter, you get your very first Pokemon restoration for free! Please place your Pokeballs here," she adds, holding the tray out to you.\n\n"Oh wow, really? Thanks!" Relieved that those beginner deals weren't just bull, you take out your four Pokeballs and place them on the tray, then watch as Joi walks over and sets them on a shelf on the wall. Part of the wall slides up, and the shelf retracts into it, apparently taking the Pokeballs off to whatever weird high-tech machine the games have never bothered to explain and which has thus led to a lot of awful darkfic you had sprung on you.\n\n"Now, I know that our little Pokecenter doesn't seem as big and fancy as the other one," Joi chirps as she walks back over. "But that's because we're focused on beginners! And we have a lot of great services for you to partake of while your Pokemon are resting!"\n\n"Oh?" You blink a little. You'd just sort of assumed you'd go to bed or something and that was that.\n\n"Yes! We have some tutorial courses, such as 'Bonding With Your Pokemon', which is very useful for increasing your affinity and even giving your Pokemon experience and helping them level up!" Nurse Joi explains, gesturing with her very pretty hands with prettily-painted pink nails with little white crosses on them. "There's another class on 'Pokemon Assertiveness' we have, it's been really proven to increase Pokemon's combat effectiveness, and help you a lot with catching more wild Pokemon! We also have what we call the 'Trainer Training Simulator', which will place you in a series of situations you could conceivably encounter out in the wild and help you learn to deal with them! Or, of course, we have some nice cots in the back room, very cheap," she adds with a bit less enthusiasm, gesturing towards one of the other doors... then turning back to you with a rather different smile, putting one fingertip to her lower lip. "We do have a nicer room too, but we reserve that for people who want to use the... special services."\n\n<hr>\n[[Bonding class.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Assertiveness class.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Trainer Training.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Cot.|QOPoke6x1]]\n\n[[... Special services?|QOPoke4x4]]

Devious World - Jamie Edition

There aren't really any thoughts in your brain as you sink down to your knees beside Maya's head, unzipping your jeans. Your cock is harder than it's ever been, almost painfully stiff as you fish it out, Maya's fuck-glazed eyes locking on it as a small string of pre falls from the tip to her cheek. Even as you're starting to pump your hand, she just watches, her lips parted and bare tits heaving with her panted breaths.\n\nIt really only takes a few strokes before you're moaning and spilling your load all over her face. Maya squeezes one eye closed just before a long splatter of it strikes across the lid and tangles in her long dark lashes, other spurts of it falling across her lips and into her mouth. As you finish spilling your load... so much smaller than the one that's still somewhat swelling her belly... all over her face, you watch her tongue almost absently brush across her lips, collecting what of your jizz spilled there.\n\n"... It was really hot watching you get raped by that monster," you murmur as you continue to slowly stroke your cock while looking down at her naked, sweaty, mussed body.\n\n"Mmmm." Maya closes her eyes, shivering delightedly before murmuring, "I really loved getting raped."\n\nYou bite your lower lip, one last spurt of cum escaping your prick and hitting right on her cheek at that. Slowly, Maya sits up and leans over, kissing you. You can taste your own cum on her tongue as she slips it into your mouth and swirls it around yours, before she sits back. "Next time you should take some video," she murmurs in a sensual voice, eyes having gone from glazed to glittering. "So we can both watch it later."\n\n"Y-yeah," you agree breathlessly, not even questioning somehow that there's going to be a next time.\n\n"Mm... what do you think we should do, though?" she murmurs, tucking a hand between her legs to toy with her messy pussy, fingers squelching softly in the thick cum smearing it as she pumps them into herself. "Keep using the book, or...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Absolutely keep using the book.|QOBook]]\n\n[[No, let's look for other options.|QOBook]]

It doesn't seem like it's that hard. Seems like the obvious thing to try out would be 'Scan', since you don't know what to search for yet. You tap the button, the phone popping up a brief 'radar' style image that does a sweep and shows a number of pinged dots, before changing into a list of names. ... Familiar-looking names, especially since your own is right at the top of the list! Your mother's is directly underneath it, and names of your various neighbors are beneath it. It looks like it's just looked up the listings for everyone on the block? ... Wait, no, your dad's not on here. And you think there's various other names missing too, basically all the people who would still be at work plus various others. So it's... did it actually scan for who's around right now?\n\nCurious, you tap the name of your across-the-street neighbor, Ms. Kanzackis. And weirdly enough, a screen pops up showing not only her name and some vital statistics, but a picture of her. There are what look like expandable menus below it reading 'Physical', 'Mental', and 'Sexual', and then what looks like a text input field reading 'Free Mastery'. ... Free mastery? ... Hrm. Shrugging, you continue to poke around, tapping the 'Physical' menu. It's got a list of sliders that look like they're for character creation of some game... 'Height', 'Weight', 'Breasts', 'Hips', 'Butt', even 'Physical Health' and 'Age'. Shrugging, you slide the 'Physical Health' pointer from 'Bad' all the way to 'Perfect'... and watch as the model straightens up a bit, most of the wrinkles disappearing off of it and her skin shifting to a smoother complexion. Huh. Curious, you try the 'Age' next, moving it from '63' to '40', and watch as the model grows noticeably younger, shifting to be more of an age with your mother, her breasts lifting beneath the simple dress she's wearing, posture further correcting itself, hair taking on a more vibrant color, and in general looking more youthful and rejuvenated.\n\n'Where's it getting the info to do this?' you wonder, tapping through the other dropdown menus. 'Mental' is pretty much the same, having a listing of various personality traits. 'Sexual' is actually a series of checkboxes under three headings, 'Kinks', 'Fetishes', and 'Squicks'. You blush a little at the selections of lewd terms beside the checkboxes... and each heading has a blank box at the end of the list, presumably so you can add your own. Okay, so that just leaves the 'Free Mastery' entry field. You tap in it, and sure enough the keyboard pops up.\n\nYou consider for a moment, then shrug and type in 'Go out into your front yard'. It was the first command you could think of, and just idly you get up and walk to the window to look. It's not like she's really going to... ... someone is walking out into Mrs. Kanzackis's front yard. And it's Mrs. Kanzackis... or rather, the version of her that's on the phone screen right now.\n\nYou stare down at the screen, then back up. That's... definitely the person in the image on the phone. Maybe... Mrs. Kanzackis has a daughter who's visiting? And just coincidentally wandered out into the front yard to stare around curiously? You notice a little red button reading 'Revert' beside the image on your phone, and just to check, tap that before looking back out the window... and stare as the more youthful version of Mrs. Kanzackis just sort of melts back into the more familiar one, with wrinkles and slightly stooped posture. She doesn't even seem to notice that anything's happened to her... she just spends another moment looking around curiously before turning and going back inside.\n\n... Okay, wow. This thing... actually works, and can change people. 'Scan' must just search for everyone within a certain distance. Does that mean that 'Search' would let you look for specific people? You stare down at the screen, and notice that another icon has appeared on the top row... the cog that usually indicates 'Settings'. You tap that, and see that it only has three options... 'Retcon', 'Unnoticed', and 'Noticed'. It's currently set to 'Retcon'. ... Okay, think. Basic logic and what you know from comic books would indicate that 'Retcon' would mean that no one but you notices the changes that happen, everyone else in the world just thinks it was always that way. (Huh, guess that means that Mr. Kanzackis would have been robbing the cradle for a bit there.) 'Unnoticed' would probably be... the person who's being changed doesn't notice, but other people would. And 'Noticed' would mean that everyone would notice the changes. Okay, so that's...........\n\n... Wait. Wait. Really?\n\nYou have a program that can change people... apparently however you want. You're betting the sliders and checkboxes are only for convenience, since it's a mobile app, but 'Free Mastery'... does that mean anything you type comes true? You do try typing in 'There's a $100 on top of my computer case' and the screen briefly shakes, little red text appearing below the entry box reading 'Invalid alteration'. ... Okay so it can't really change reality and do whatever, it can just change people. Maybe stuff connected to them? Since Mrs. Kanzackis' clothes seemed like they changed to fit. Huh.\n\nThis is... way too much power for any person to have.\n\nSo how are you going to use it first?\n\n<hr>\n[[Use it on yourself.|QOMPC]]\n\n[[Use it on someone nearby.|QOMPC]]\n\n[[Use it on someone you know.|QOMPC]]

"Hey, gu-, er, girls, could you give me a second? I've gotta make a call real quick," you note, slipping your phone out and holding it up slightly. Maya and Keva both give their assent so you slip off to the side and around a corner, largely out of sight of everyone, before tapping the screen to dial a contact. "Hey, Mom?"\n\n<i>"Yes, dear, is everything all right?"</i>\n\n"Yeah, it is. I mean, um... I'm out with Maya and Keva and something sort of occurred to me. I mean, that spell you did on Kevin, is that something I could..." Your face colors. "Is that something I could do to myself?"\n\n<i>"Oh, you want to try being a girl! Oh Jamie that makes me so happy, you'll make such a beautiful daughter!"</i>\n\n"Mooooom," you groan, putting a hand to your face.\n\n<i>"Sorry, sorry. No, I think everyone gets curious about that when the possibility's presented, anyway. But you don't need a spell for that, dear... it's a little more effort to change your form other than just making your body obey you, but only a little. Just get a good, clear picture in your head of how you want to change, and then give yourself a good hard inner 'push' towards it, your body should do the rest. As for changing everyone's perceptions, I can tweak Keva and Maya's memories pretty effortlessly from here, I should have it done by the time you've finished changing. I'll whip up a spell to change everyone else's memories too, just in case you want to try it out for a few days. Just text me when you're ready to turn back!"</i>\n\n"Um, 'kay. Thanks Mom." You tap the button to end the call and put your phone away. Wow things with her have taken an odd turn. But you close your eyes and take a deep breath, focusing on 'girl, girl, make me a girl, make me a girl', and doing your best to push really hard towards that idea. You can immediately feel your body starting to change, hair pushing out from your scalp and down around your shoulders and back, your chest starting to expand, as well as your hips and ass shifting and rounding out. It's definitely an odd sensation to feel your body just... shifting, especially since you're fairly aware of the huge cock and balls you've recently acquired gradually shrinking away to nothing, and the faint sensation of the skin between your legs blossoming open into a pussy. Of course you're rather more distracted by <i>how</i> much your chest is expanding, staring down at it as your baggy shirt is lifted up and out, almost enough to bare a bit of your belly. Apparently it changed to match your previous endowment, because they're as big as your mother's. In her human guise, at least, you're not sure what you'd have done if they were like her succubus form's!\n\nYou're just trying to steel your nerve to head out when your phone bleeps at you. Blinking, you pull it out and look at the text from your mother. 'By the way, you're not a succubus now. You're an incubus in female form. But that means that since you're not using your cock, sex with girls should be fine, even if it will probably turn them lesbian. Old rules still apply if you decide to regrow your cock though! Love you! -Mom' Aaaand she added a ton of heart emojis. And an eggplant. Truly your mother is in the weird era between those who treat texts like emails and those who abuse the emoji button.\n\nYou return to the other two, and it looks like whatever your mom did worked, since neither of them bat an eye at you rejoining them as a girl. Of course you start to wonder if other people somehow know, since as the three of you walk along sometimes people will stare. ... Then you realize that they're staring because you're a trio of girls, with Maya and Keva being really pretty, and you... having big boobs and no bra. Right. \n\n"So, Jamie, what do you wanna do?" Maya asks helpfully.\n\n<hr>\n[[Clothes shopping.|QOFamInc1x4]]\n\n[[Super girly outing!|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Overly affectionate lesbian date.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Just hang out.|QOFamInc]]

"I mean, Mom said we needed to decide where we wanted to go for our birthday dinner," you point out. "Maybe we should actually do that."\n\nLooking relieved, Jane nods. "Yeah, okay, let's do that," she agrees as she gets up and heads over to her computer desk, with you flopping on her bed to look through your phone. Clearly she's happy to get back to doing something 'normal', probably hoping the two of you can (at least partly) put the revelation of her strange origin out of your minds. Admittedly, that's probably why you suggested the idea, too. Now that you've decided to accept her, you'd kind of like to go back to what you remember as "normal" for the last fifteen years too.\n\n"We could go to Knight of Glory," you suggest after a moment. "Apparently they've upgraded from roast chicken to roast <i>duck</i> if you go on certain days at certain times!"\n\n"Ennnh I dunno we've been, like, four times, and aren't we getting a little old for it?" Jane counters. A moment later she says, "Oooo, Fast Felipe's!"\n\n"Uh, I'm sorry, we're too old for watching people swordfight on horses but not too old for cheap tacos and lame animatronics?" you reply flatly.\n\n"I mean isn't that the beauty of turning sixteen? We're now officially, like, 'late teens' and can be all hipster about certain stuff," Jane replies smugly, before pointing at the screen. "Besides, this is a new one."\n\n"What? New one?" you blink. "I thought they stopped building those like, when our parents were young."\n\n"Apparently it's built into this super snazzy new mall out on the edge of town, and the guy that built it bought the rights to the brand. Apparently there's multiple floors of the mall that are just like this huge arcade and entertainment park thingy." She pauses, then adds, "Plus, y'know, the animatronics will be new and so probably not so creepy."\n\n"... Okay, point. I guess that sounds like a pretty good idea." You browse through some more options before saying, "Hey, we could go to the lake."\n\n"You... want to go out into nature? On purpose?" Jane asks, turning towards you and wrinkling her nose a bit.\n\n"I mean, it'd be <i>different</i>!" you shoot back. "Besides, we used to have plenty of fun at the lake, plus Mom and Dad like it, so."\n\n"Mom and Dad not making that 'Anything for the kids' face the entire time <i>would</i> be a nice added bonus," Jane admits, bobbing her head. She turns back to her computer and resumes browsing, before giving a little 'ooo, ooo!' "Haunted house! Haunted house!"\n\n"Oh c'mon! That's more out there than the lake!" you blurt. "You're as big a scaredy-cat as me!"\n\n"Yeah, but remember what I said, it's pretty much guaranteed nothing bad will happen! Besides, it's probably not <i>really</i> haunted," she scoffs as she gets up and flops to sit on the side of the bed, reaching out to give you a shake. "Besides, it's a four-person thing, so it's a perfect excuse to invite Maya and somebody else."\n\n"... Maya <i>would</i> love a haunted house," you admit.\n\n"Apparently we watch a horror movie and get a pizza, then we spend the night in the house the movie was shot in. It could be fun! And we'll have each other and our friends, so it wouldn't be <i>too</i> scary. So whatcha think, what sounds good?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Knight of Glory.|QOSis1x5]]\n\n[[Fast Felipe's.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Lake.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Haunted house.|QOSis]]

"Aw, c'mon, let's go to Knight of Glory," you urge. "If we really are getting too old for it, then we may as well do it one last time!" \n\nJane makes a bit of a face... then grins. "Yeah, you're right, may as well admit that seeing people ride around on horses and bash each other with swords is awesome as hell. So, question is, do we wanna invite friends? Kevin and Maya, probably?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yeah sure.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Naaah.|QOSis1x6]]

"They'd probably say the same thing, that we're too old for it," you assert. ... Plus you're kind of embarrassed to ask your friends (who are both much cooler than you) to do something you basically just admitted you're too old for.\n\n"Yeah, fair enough. So I guess it's just you, me, Mom, and Dad."\n\n"Yeah, I'll go tell Mom.'\n\nOver the next few days, you do manage to put the revelation about Jane to the back of your mind, if not out of it. Everything settling into normalcy helps. And then the big day arrives... your and Jane's birthday. Your parents have already told you that the idea is to catch the lunch show at Knight of Glory, go to a nearby mall for hanging out and a movie, then go home to do cake and presents with dinner. A typical laid-back, no-stress birthday like many others before it. \n\nAs noon approaches, your family also approaches Knight of Glory. The building's just faintly on the run-down side... not that they haven't been keeping it up, but there's only so much that repainting and pressure washing can do to a building that's gotta be bordering on fifty years old now. Especially one that's made all the harder to clean or keep up to date with its elaborate "mock castle" siding, roof edge accoutrements, and all the various other things that have been done to make it look like a castle out of a King Arther movie from the seventies. Probably to actually make it look all shiny and vibrant all that stuff would have to be taken off and completely replaced, and clearly no one involved in it has decided it's worth that expense. Still, it's definitely nostalgic from all the times you've been before, so you're happy to see it.\n\nYour family approaches the little 'turret' of the ticket booth, already tapping at his phone since apparently one thing they have updated is their booking system. You blink, and blush a little as you get a look at the girl working the ticket counter... she's very cute, and wearing some sort of push-up light corset and off-the-shoulder peasant blouse that leaves the upper half of her breasts pretty much bare. You're busy trying not to stare as your dad confirms the reservations and gets your tickets, then all four of you head inside.\n\n"Wow, they've started dressing the employees a bit more provocatively since last year," Jane murmurs as she spots the sort of general checkout counter where people can buy T-shirts, toy swords, and all the other merch. You glance over and spot that apparently the ticket counter girl's outfit is standard, all of the other employees similarly female and showing off copious cleavage, the skirts of the peasant-style dresses laced snug around their middles not coming more than halfway down their thighs.\n\n"Guess maybe sales were low or something," you murmur, your cheeks and ears a bit red as you make it clear you're not looking/staring.\n\n"Jamie, did you want a souvenir?" your mother asks pleasantly.\n\n"Nope!" you squeak, before clearing your throat. "Uh, no, I'm good for right now!"\n\nSoon they start calling everyone to take their seats, and your family files along with a bunch of others to the section of bleachers with little shelf-like table areas in front of them. You sit between Jane and your mother, your father sitting on Jane's other side, and fill out the little paper with your various choices about the meal... then trying not to look when one of the "busty wenches" comes down and leans over your shoulder to pick it up, her breasts swaying beside your head and, you're pretty sure, her blouse hanging down further so that it would show everything, but you wouldn't know because you're <i>seriously not looking</i>!!! "Geez, they've really gotten bold, huh?" you mutter aside to Jane.\n\n"Yeah," she answers, though she seems more worried than embarrassed.\n\nSince it doesn't seem like a big deal, and you can't exactly talk to her about it right now with your parents flanking you, you just look down at the "arena". ... Wait, does it need quotes, isn't it an actual arena, you guess? Anyway, it's a very sizeable indoor field with a dirt floor, considering that during some of the shows the knights will actually do short jousts. (It's a "sometimes" thing, you're not sure if it's part of tonight's events or if it will be all fights and displays of horsemanship.) It doesn't take too long before the lights in the bleachers come down a bit and those on the arena come up a bit, with some spotlights lighting up and tracing across the arena floor.\n\n"Lords and ladies, welcome to Knight of Glory!" booms a melodramatic voice over the speaker system. "Prepare for an evening of awe-inspiring feats of derring-do and honor upon the field of battle! Now all cheer and bow, for due honor of the masters of ceremonies of this tournament, the Duke and Duchess of Deviville!"\n\n'Duke?' you mouth even as you're mostly reflexively joining in all the clapping and cheering going on as the curtains on the sort of "skybox" sort of seating area sweep aside, revealing a bearded guy made up like medieval aristocracy (or rather, the cheesy movie version of it) standing waving. He's got on a red velvet robe and various bits of jewelry. What you assume is the Duchess is a woman a bit younger than he is, wearing a white gown that's just as low-cut as the "wenches", though considerably more sparkly, as is the elaborate costume jewelry necklace draped practically atop her breasts. It's always been the King and maybe the Queen before... eh, maybe it's some variation, or they just decided 'The King of Deviville' sounded too much.\n\nThe Duke takes over the announcements, doing the usual introductory speech, interspersed with kind of half-covered acknowledgements that this is really just a modern restaurant (like having to follow up an explanation about the honor of the competitors with noting that they've run low on Pepsi and some people will be asked to substitute). Finally though he starts getting to the good stuff, "Tonight's tourney begins with a special event! A challenge of <i>law</i>! Bring forth the challenge issuer... Bae the Blue!"\n\nThe entire crowd cheers and claps as the rider emerges from one side of the arena on horseback, the probably fake thump of hooves helping announce them. But as they come out, your hands freeze in place and your jaw drops, and beside you Jane's do the same. 'Bae' is a female knight, which you guess you shouldn't have been too surprised about, you vaguely remember reading a few years back that some of the performers at Knight of Glory were women and just not making it clear with their armor but that they might change that, but uh... not like this, you're pretty sure. She's a pretty redhead with a dusting of freckles on her face, both obvious since she's not wearing a helmet... or much of anything else. In fact she's wearing blue bracers, a blue scalemail bikini top that doesn't even entirely cover her large breasts, what looks like it might be a loincloth, and knee-high blue armored boots. Somehow her scantily-clad body is only highlighted by the really amazing-looking white stallion she's riding, with its bits of strategic blue horse armor.\n\nYou turn and glance at your mom, expecting her to have some sort of huffy 'This place used to be wholesome!' reaction at the <i>least</i>, but she's just sitting there politely cheering and clapping, with that sort of 'I'm not actually having a bad time but I am still operating on 60% tolerance of my children's desires' look on her face she usually has at times like this. You check your dad and see he's much the same, and a look around shows that while there are definitely a few people staring appreciatively, no one seems to find it odd. Leaning close to Jane and using the crowd's noise as cover a bit, you hiss, "Hey, is this one of those... things you mentioned?!"\n\n"Yeah looks like," she replies sheepishly. "I guess it's made Knight of Glory kind of like Hooters or something, and everyone's common sense just says it's normal. Just... play along, I guess!"\n\nBefore you can say anything else, Bae comes to a stop in the middle of the arena, unsheathing her sword and lifting it dramatically. "Good Duke! I come before you today to accuse Lorella, the court sorceress, of practicing <i>black</i> magic!" She pauses as a fair bit of the crowd takes the unspoken prompting to boo and hiss, then continues. "She is evil and has pacted with demons, my lord!"\n\n"Let Lorella come forth and answer this accusation!" the Duke declares, sweeping out a hand.\n\nFrom the same entrance Baela used steps a figure completely cloaked in a white robe, while the speakers play lilting vocals that probably come within a hair's bredth of infringing on the copyright of the Lord of the Rings soundtrack. The robed figure comes to a stop facing Baela at a distance, before the Duke says, "Lorella! Bae has issued challenge against you, saying that you practice the dark arts and are enthralled to darkness! What say you to this?!"\n\n"My dear, sweet Duke," Lorella answers, her voice similarly magnified over the speakers. "Why, the truth is..."\n\nShe dramatically throws off the white cloak, letting out an almost perfect which-like cackle as she reveals black braided hair, a pretty face done up with black lipstick, tall black gloves and boots... and a body covered by nothing but a pair of skull-shaped black pasties and a very tiny G-string. She even has a pink 'corruption tattoo' visible high up on her crotch, the shapely woman's effectively bare tits jiggling with her laughter. "She's absolutely correct! For the safety and prosperity of the Kingdom of Deviville, I have taken it upon myself to learn the Dark Side of Magic!" she declares, the music shifting to a near-copyright infringement of the Imperial March. \n\n"Alas, since you have issued formal challenge, Bae, even with her admission there is little I can do unless you win," the Duke bemoans melodramatically, putting the back of one hand to his forehead. "As she still proclaims to be a loyal servant of the Deviville, should you not triumph, she will be allowed to continue her dark studies unhindered! You <i>must</i> succeed! Cheer for her, lords and ladies!" he urges, making encouraging upsweeps of his hands at the audience. "Cheer for the good Bae the Blue, paladin defender of all that is good! Or else, cheer for the corrupt and evil Lorella, and doom us all," he intones darkly, but of course thereby letting you know you actually are allowed to cheer for either.\n\n<hr>\n[[Cheer for Bae.|QOSis1x7]]\n\n[[Cheer for Lorella.|QOSis]]\n\n[[Keep quiet, this is too weird.|QOSis]]

Exchanging a glance with Jane, both of you shrug, and then join the vast majority of the section nearby in cheering for Bae the Blue to win and save Deviville from the evil sorceress. Things may have gone a bit weird, but hey, when in dinner-and-a-tournament.\n\nAnd while the show that Knight of Glory puts on may have gotten a lot more fanservicey, it definitely seems to have stepped up in other ways too. The coordination is great... they actually manage to make it an exciting, successful clash of someone with a sword and shield mounted on horseback fighting an unarmed person on the ground look workable, with Lorella doing a lot of pretty professional-looking leaping and tumbling (that incidentally shows off her practically naked body very well) and Bae doing a lot of dramatic swings and making her horse brance (that incidentally make her boobs jiggle). Lorella's 'Dark Magic' is very clearly flash powder and pyrotechnics embedded in places like the arena floor and Bae's shield, though they're still pretty good ones. But eventually they finish it off with Bae giving a "wild" swing of her shield and Lorella flinging herself backwards, moaning and writhing on the ground as the audience cheers. \n\n"Guards! Seize her!" the Duke bellows with a thrusting point of his finger, more women dressed in white versions of Bae's outfit rushing out of the entrance to grab Lorella's arms and haul her to her feet. "Bring forth the Stocks of Shame!" Obviously having already been in the progress, more attractive women in skimpy white bikini tops and long decorated loincloths push out a set of stocks on a wheelbase, the other guards "forcing" her into it (with Lorella obviously both fully cooperating and even helping them get her neck and wrists settled before they close the lid). One of the guards even gives her practically bare ass a smack, making the sorceress's tits sway beneath her as she jolts and wriggles. "Bae the Blue! As the winner of the challenge, Lorella's fate is yours to decide!"\n\nBae had already been swinging off her horse, leading it over with its reins in one hand, the pretty white beast giving a snort as it obediently comes to a stop. Bae gives Lorella's ass a slap of her own, the captive sorceress giving an exaggerated jump and wiggle of her raised butt, before the knight announces, "My lord! Lorella's wickedness must be purged from her! With the blessings imbued in my holy steed, all dark magic will be driven out of her!" Bae calls, right before grabbing Lorella's skimpy G-string and tearing it off, revealing her bare pussy and pucker to the roaring crowd.\n\nYou and Jane's jaws have dropped again meanwhile. "Wait, wait, what?!" you stammer, your eyes widening further as Bae hands the reins to one of the guards and moves back, the pretty, blue-clad redhead reaching out to begin stroking and rubbing her steed's balls and sheath as if it were the most normal thing in the world. You take a look around to see that everyone is still treating this as perfectly normal (although a fair few guys have taken their cocks out and are stroking them casually). Leaning in to Jane, you hiss, "They can't be serious, right?!"\n\n"Uhhhh." Jane's own eyes seem locked directly beneath the white stallion, watching its long pink cock steadily unsheath and hang limply beneath it at its rider's urgings. "I'm, uh, I'm pretty sure they're serious," she murmurs, swallowing hard as Bae actually starts stroking the horse's shaft instead, encouraging it to stiffen and rise up.\n\nYou shoot your parents a glance, but just like everyone else they seem to be acting as if this incredibly lewd tableau and the obvious coming one is entirely normal, your dad nonchalantly rubbing the bulge in his pants just a bit, your mother's nipples sticking out stiffly beneath her shirt. Since you definitely can't look at <i>that</i>, there's really nowhere else to look than at the arena as Bae continues to urge the stallion to full hardness, alternately stroking his shaft or gently hefting and caressing his heavy greyish-white balls. Then she nods to one the guard holding the reins, who nods back and guides the animal forward, the horse giving an obviously trained and practiced heft upward to rest his forelegs on the long, padded top of the stocks. \n\nLorella gives some obviously token struggles and calls of family-friendly epithets as Bae reaches down to grip the stallion's prick just beneath the flared head and guide it. She rubs the rounded, blunt tip up and down Lorella's folds even as the sorcess curses and vows to send everyone to another dimension, before the knight rests a hand on the steed's flank and urges him forward. The crowd cheers and applauds over Lorella's wail as the horse's cock plunges into her, bulging up her flat belly, the next few thrusts forcing it in until the large bulge of the flared head is just under her breasts. Clearly just as trained for this part as the fight, the horse begins "raping" the captive sorceress, thrusting and pumping as it tosses its head and whinnies dramatically, even its motions seeming designed to make its balls sway forward and slap against the human woman in an aesthetically pleasing way.\n\nThe audience full of nice, everyday people continues to cheer and chant and masturbate as it watches the bestial mock-rape being played out for their amusement, Lorella giving out slightly performative wails and then moans of obvious pleasure as she's fucked, her hip-thrusts just as practiced as the stallion's as she starts visibly working herself back against him as much as the stocks allow. Her tits sway and wobble energetically beneath her, occasionally giving glimpses of the skull-pasties still covering her nipples. You notice Bae occasionally giving the stallion little pats or rubs on its side in places, probably its trained cues, before she suddenly brushes two fingertips up the skin just beneath its pucker. The horse lets out a loud whinny and thrusts forward, Lorella's eyes rolling up and her tongue lolling out (dramatically, obviously she's trained this too) as her belly bulges a bit more each time the stallion's balls shudder and lurch gently.\n\nThe crowd cheers even louder as the guards and Bae guide the stallion back, its cock dropping free to dangle limply, a heavy rush of cum falling out of Lorella's gaping pussy and hitting the base of the stocks... obviously the horse emptying his balls into her was entirely real. After a moment the guards release Lorella from the stocks, pulling her forward to stand beneath the duke's box seat, her pussy leaving copious splashes of stallion jizz the whole way.\n\n"So, Lorella, have you learned the error of your ways?" the Duke asks solemnly. \n\n"I have, my lord," Lorella says in a gentle, pious tone as the guards release her, dropping to her knees in the slight puddle of cum that's started forming beneath her and clasping her hands. "I shall return to being a good and loyal mare of the kingdom, and do wickedness no more. I ask only that I be wed to the good Bae the Blue's steed, so that I may know my proper place as his wife."\n\n"I give the wedding my blessing!" the Duke calls, the audience cheering. \n\nStill completely stunned and almost in a daze, you watch the rest of the show. There are usually two or three events, and it looks like this is a three-event day to go along with it being the more 'high end' offering. The second one is a duel of honor between two knights (also both hot women in skimpy battle bikini-type outfits) over the one in black supposedly sleeping with the one in red's wife. The "Black Knight" wins the duel, and celebrates by pinning the red knight down and making the loser eat her pussy out in front of everyone, apparently signaling that both she and her wife have become the Black Knight's wives. \n\nThe third match starts out as being just an exhibition match with two female knights on horseback and another giving a display of whip prowess in the center by breaking boards, until it's "invaded" by foreign soldiers, those being a trio of women in what are basically fetishy harem outfits and wielding scimitars. You have to admit that for a finale, it's pretty good on the swordsmanship and display... and, of course, the lewd aspect winds up being just as much of a "big finish" once the defenders prevail. One of the invaders is strapped into a frame and stripped naked before being whipped by the center knight, the pretty woman still wearing her veil moaning and lurching in her bonds as the leather cracks across her perfect (and largely unmarked) back and ass, her pert tits wiggling in the air as she moves. The other two invaders are forced to service their new captors' horses, one pushed beneath the horse to stroke and rub its cock, sucking at the tip and visibly tonguing it until she eventually gets coated in an almost literal shower of cum; the other has her face pushed up against the other horse's thick donut of an asshole, the knight gripping the back of her head and working her back and forth dramatically, guiding it so the audience can see the defeated woman "giving in" and tonguing and sucking the stallion's ass.\n\nOnce the six performers are making their way off the field, the Duke stands, the Duchess shifting position and straightening up since she's been kneeling in front of him sucking his cock through most of the last act. He sweeps a hand out dramatically as he says, "And so, the Kingdom of Deviville is at peace once again, thanks to your support and cheers, my lords and ladies! Go now, and we shall hope to see you once again, at MEDI-" He has a short coughing fit, perhaps as he cums into the Duchess's mouth, before clearing his throat and bellowing, "KNIIIIGHT OF GLORYYYYYYY!"\n\nThe audience gets up and begins shuffling their way out, with you hunched over in embarrassment trying to hide the bulge of your hardon... not that anyone else is bothering to hide theirs, if they still have them. Once you're out of the building and back in the car, you keep expecting what happened back at the show to sink in and your mother to give some scandalized shriek, but they're just chatting amiably about how the show was much better and more dynamic this year and they must have gotten better trainers or something.\n\n"I guess that 'altered common sense' is like... retroactive?" you whisper to Jane.\n\n"Probably, once the weirdness lets up they'll probably remember it as just a completely normal Knight of Glory show with no sex," she whispers back.\n\n"You know though, those horses were <i>so</i> beautiful," your mother gushes, since she has admittedly always been a 'wannabe horse girl'. Of course what she says next makes you and Jane choke in almost perfect sync as she adds, "And such lovely cocks! Oh, I was so jealous watching that witch Lori or whatever getting fucked by that beautiful stallion!"\n\n"Ouch, honey," your father chuckles good-naturedly, in a way that says he's not bothered at all.\n\n"I thought the weirdness was at Knight of Glory!" you hiss to Jane.\n\n"It might be clinging to us! <i>I'm</i> the weirdness magnet!" she groans quietly. "It'll definitely be gone by morning but until then we could have this bubble of 'lewd common sense' around us. ... Me," she adds, hanging her head a bit.\n\nFeeling bad for making her feel bad, you rub her shoulder, though you panic a little as your mother says, "I do sort of think I'd like to occasionally destroy my pussy with something that size though. Do you think they sell something like that at the sex toy stores, dear?"\n\n"Heck, honey, these days with all the new stuff they've got out there, they might have actual horse cock toys."\n\n"Oooo, that would be lovely!" Her eyes sparkling, your mother turns in the seat and looks back at you. "Kids, I know the plan was to go right to the mall, but how about dropping by a nice sex shop first? You two could even pick out some presents, if you want! You don't have a dildo yet, do you Janey sweetheart? Probably time you got one!"\n\n"... Uhhhhh..." Jane replies, your sister obviously having no immediate way to respond to that, just opening and closing her mouth a few times.\n\nSeeing that your sister's not immediately voicing an opinion, your mother's gaze swings to you. "Do you mind honey? I'm not sure if they'd have anything you like, but I'm sure there's something!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnno."|QOSis]]\n\n[["... Yyyyessss?"|QOSis1x8]]

You better do a quick check first... if she's just watching a sad movie or something and crying she'd probably get really mad at you if you interrupted her right at a really sniffle-y part. You carefully try the knob of her door and find it open, and ease it open far enough to put your eye to the crack.\n\nYour eyes immediately widen. Roma is... naked! You can see her on her bed, her shirt and shorts discarded on the floor, completely butt-ass naked! She's apparently watching her TV through half-closed eyes, and that's definitely where all the moaning that isn't her is coming from. You can see... a lot, really. Her knees are lifted and her legs are spread, so you can see her naughty parts and everything... they're all pink and look super wet, in fact you're pretty sure you can hear the wet noises under all the moaning as she works her fingers against a little pokey part at the top. There's also some faint noise you can't quite make out... you kind of wonder if it's related to that little pink cable you can actually see going inside(!) her sex, and running to a little pink box sitting on the mattress.\n\n'Wow, her boobs really are big,' you find yourself thinking, staring at them, especially since her other hand is playing with one so much. It looks like she's pinching her nipple <i>super</i> hard, and twisting it too! Geez, doesn't that hurt? That's the sort of thing guys do to each other to torment them! But she kind of seems like she really likes it, since she just keeps doing it despite all the moaning. You kinda think whatever she's doing between her legs must feel super good too, because she's wiggling her hips around and even occasionally thrusting them up towards her own fingers. Woooow, you never knew girls did stuff like that!\n\nWatching her is definitely making you feel pretty funny too... in fact your dick has gotten super hard. You blush some and squirm around... man, this really is wild stuff! Your dick's just getting harder the more you watch... in fact it's hard enough it's kind of aching, which has never happened to you before. ... Maybe you should rub it, that might help...\n\n<hr>\n[[Rub your dick.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Just focus on watching.|QODJSum1x7]]

Normally the idea of summer camp would be the exact sort of living hell you'd avoid with every fiber of your being. But... you're not exactly the old you now, are you? You're all... incubus-y. If you could actually learn to control that, without any other, uh, embarrassing and squirmy activities that your brain still insists are a bad idea, then maybe you'd have a chance to, dare you say it... be cool?\n\n"I think I'd at least like to hear more about this 'Camp Cross' place," you say slowly.\n\n"Hm, well, alright dear. I did familiarize myself with it just in case either you or your brother showed any of the signs and wound up being interested." Your mother reaches into the front of her shirt, her massive breasts wobbling and jiggling as she apparently rummages around in her cleavage, then produces a brochure. "They'll be starting in just a few days, and they let out about a week before you start school again."\n\n"Kinda long for a summer camp, isn't it?" you ask, squirming a little in place at the thought of being away from home that long.\n\n"Yes, but remember it's also a school for teaching you about your abilities. One of the reasons it's so long is that the classes are 'on demand'," your mother explains as she holds out the brochure and points at what's apparently an abbreviated class list. "Though some classes are only held on certain days and at certain times, you're free to attend whichever of them you like. Of course, if you miss out on the early classes of some of them, it would be almost impossible to catch up, so when you bring up the full class list, if there's anything that looks like that you should be sure not to miss the first class."\n\n"... Huh." You accept the brochure, looking it over. "Sounds like a weird amount of autonomy."\n\n"Well they are teaching you to be responsible with mental manipulation and magic among other things, dear, learning to manage your time on your own is rather a big part of that." She smiles, shifting back to her human appearance. "I'll teach you a few basics of course, like some simple alterations to your appearance and a few cantrips and whatnot. That way you'll have a good base to build on. ... Are you sure you wouldn't like to-"\n\n"I'm sure," you squeak out, partly to convince your dick as much as her.\n\n"Oh, fine."\n\nYou spend the next few days looking over both the brochure and the webpage, once you've been signed up and given a username and password. One of the first things you notice on browsing the hidden sight is that a lot of the pictures of the counselors and campers, almost all of them with some visible sign of their nonhuman heritage, don't exactly show them fully-clothed. The default camp uniform seems to run to the slightly small and tight anyway (though you gratefully see several baggier versions), but the whole place seems to be at least partially clothing optional. And while there are various cautions that it's a valuable learning experience and you shouldn't spend all your time fooling around with the other attendees... uh... there don't actually seem to be any rules <i>against</i> that?\n\nYou do turn up a sort of interesting note... 'Attendees of Camp Cross should be aware, exposure to large numbers of other individuals of nonhuman descent can sometimes cause nonhuman features to grow more visually prominent.'\n\n"Hm? Oh, yes, I've heard that, dear," your mother explains as she drives you to the camp location... it's out in the woods, though you were relieved to see on the website that a lot of the buildings were more like proper schoolbuildings, with only the dorms really being 'cabins'. "We are on the more 'human' side when we take on our demonic appearance, but I've heard that being around a lot of other nonhumans can nudge you towards looking more like your nonhuman ancestor."\n\n"I'm not gonna turn all... giant and red and goat-legged, am I?" you ask worriedly.\n\nYour mother giggles a bit. "We're part sex demon darling, not regular demon, so most likely not. But even if you do, you already know how to shapeshift back into your human form, so you'll be fine."\n\nShe lets you out and, in an astounding bit of parental insight, lets you walk the rest of the way to the gathering point rather than hovering over you. You try not to quail as you see so many other people making their way up... probably over a hundred are already gathered in the big area in front of the main building at least. Most of them are within a year or two of your age, but you spot a fair number that are younger... you guess some people awaken to their bloodline earlier? Most of them look pretty normal... you could be standing in pretty much any school assembly, though here and there you see someone with scales, or horns, or in one case a girl whose lower half is like a snake's. (Whoa.) So yeah you're definitely in the right place. Standing up on a platform are what you assume are the counselors, who mostly seem to be attractive people in their mid- to late-twenties. You fall into your old habit of just trying to settle in and seem mostly invisible... the last thing you need is to get monster-bullied.\n\nEveryone stares a bit as someone new comes out of the building and walks up the steps onto the platform. It's not just that she's beautiful, because she is, and she isn't particularly <i>that</i> strange-looking... she's got a pair of pale horns jutting up from her forehead, and boobs twice the size of her head for sure. It's not even that she seems to be wearing nothing but a cream-colored sweater that barely comes down to an inch below her hips. There's just... something about her that demands attention, love, devotion. Her long, thick white hair sways a bit as she pads towards the front of the stage, a gentle smile on her face and green eyes sparkling as she settles down to sit on the stool that's placed near the microphone. She doesn't have to call for attention, every bit of chatter has died and every eye is raptly on her.\n\n<img src="images/MrsCastor.jpg">\n\n"Good morning, everyone," she says in a pleasant, maternal tone. "My name is Mrs. Castor, and I'm the head counselor here at Camp Cross. You'll excuse me for not being in a uniform like the rest of the counselors... a side effect of my particular bloodline is that I have relatively few articles of clothing I can wear that don't turn into a little leather bikini." She giggles softly at her joke(?), certainly not seeming bothered as practically every guy (and a few of the girls) in the audience in front of her grows hard. "Many of you have likely begun to find out various little quirks like that of your own. Clothing changing its fit or style, lighting altering around you, smells and sounds starting up to fit your moods, and no doubt heightened libidos," she adds with another light giggle.\n\nThere's a general bashful squirming across large segments of the audience. It definitely includes you. You wound up jerking off something like fifteen times a day during the last few days, you'd started to be worried you'd never find time to empty your balls at the camp and what that might do to you as being part incubus.\n\n"Well, don't worry, here at Camp Cross we understand all of that and we don't judge. Among other things this is a very sex-positive place. As long as some amount of consent is given at some point, there's no real problem, feel free to do as you like when you like... unless a counselor or teacher says you're being disruptive, then please simply take it somewhere else. There are extensive wards placed all over the camp grounds to make sure no one will be seriously injured or conceive while they're here, so no need to worry on that count. But do make sure that you don't wander <i>outside</i> the bounds of the camp, where such protections no longer apply.\n\n"Now I know you're all very excited at the idea of this, most likely, but please remember that you are in fact here to learn. We have numerous classes available to you on all manner of nonhuman abilities as well as other related subjects like magic, planar travel, and secret lore. So there are some <i>very</i> exciting things to do other than each other!" she adds in an encouraging tone, smiling brilliantly. "Feel free to check the class schedule at any time, you can attend any class you like, though of course note that some classes will be very difficult to proceed in if you don't attend the earliest lessons. Now! I see that most of you have learned to shift to human form, which is very good," she continued. "As for those of you who haven't or for whom it's not a natural part of your abilities, don't worry, we have classes for that too. But! As part of learning to deal with the changes to your body, it's important to spend most of your time here at Camp Cross relaxing and showing your 'true' self. Now, as you've likely been informed, you may look a little <i>more</i> nonhuman than you did the last time you changed when you do so here, so don't be alarmed if you look a bit more... well, a bit <i>more</i>."\n\nThe counselors are the first to change, probably to help encourage everyone. You see one of the female counselors' breasts expand until they almost come down to her bellybutton, her 'Camp Cross' shirt changing a bit with her but still leaving about half of them hanging out the underside. Another of the female counselors does get bigger boobs but not by nearly as much... but does grow a second pair of them, as well as a second set of arms. Another sprouts a number of tentacles from her back. One of the guys, who already had a kind of impressive bulge in his short-shorts, gets a second one, while another grows taller, broader, and a lot more fuzzy, his head changing to look like that of a wolf. In all most of the counselors gain either horns, animalistic traits, or some mixture of both.\n\nThere's a bit more shuffling and awkward glancing from the crowd, but eventually everyone there starts changing too, in many of the same ways. You're a little shocked when your skin takes on a reddish-purple color, and you feel something pressing out from your back and the base of your spine as you 'relax' this time. Looking yourself over, you realize you've definitely turned a bit more "demon-y" than before, complete with smallish (only about three feet each) leathery wings and a spade-tipped tail. It's definitely a bit weird and wild to look around and see that the rest of the crowd is now made up almost entirely of similarly nonhuman-looking teens and kids... there's still a few that look mostly unchanged, though, or even completely human.\n\n"There, isn't that much more comfortable?" Mrs. Castor chirps. "Well, for most of you. While we do <i>prefer</i> you use your nonhuman forms, it's not a hard and fast rule... those of you who find the buildings too limiting, or are unable to change at will yet, please feel free to stay as you are. And of course there are a fair number of you that simply appear human, and that's fine! We accept all types here, please don't bully or shame anyone for being different. We are all, after all, 'freaks' to someone."\n\nThat, you find, is actually a little comforting, and you give your new wings a small flap... then murmur 'sorry' sheepishly as the scaly guy standing next to you tosses you a look.\n\n"Now, everyone should stay in this general area and feel free to mingle. However, the counselors <i>will</i> begin calling names for your dorm assignments, so don't get carried away chatting and forget to listen for them. If you have any problems, please feel free to speak to one of them or to me, I'll always be glad to hear you out. It's what I'm here for, after all!" She stands up, briefly swinging a leg wide and showing off a plump, hairless pussy amidst the shadows of her sweater, then bows briefly, tits swaying heavy and unrestrained beneath the knitted cloth. "Everyone enjoy your summer, and I look forward to seeing what you accomplish!"\n\nSo far it sounds like she's accomplished making a few guys cum in their pants just from looking at her... luckily you weren't one, but only just barely. You're still shivering a little when you hear a shockingly familiar voice call your name. Blinking, you turn, and your jaw drops. "Maya?!"\n\nYour friend Maya is ducking through other people, though luckily most of them are polite enough to get out of her way as they see two people who know each other are trying to come together. Your childhood friend beams at you as she approaches, though you admit you're kind of shocked at the changes in her. Her thick black hair is now tipped with metallic gold, the same color her eyes have turned. It also looks like she's probably gone up a few cup sizes, and she wasn't exactly a slouch to begin with, her tight black T-shirt having been drawn up to bare her midriff (no doubt as they expanded when she stopped using a human appearance). It's not just that that has you staring, though... it's the white-feathered wings, about the same size as your leathery ones, and the thin silver ring engraved with weird glowing golden markings floating above her head.\n\n"M-Maya? You're... uh, you're part angel?" you murmur as she comes to a stop in front of you.\n\n"Er, well, I <i>wasn't</i>," she admits sheepishly, tapping a finger against her lower lip. "My sister left me this book and I was messing around with it after vacation started, and... ... it's a long story. Um, did something like that happen to you too? Is that why you're all...?"\n\n"Oh, uh, no." You quickly shake your head... huh, kind of feels like your horns are longer now. "Turns out one of my ancestors was a succubus, and I just sort of woke up like this on my birthday. ... Well, not like this-this, but..."\n\n"Oh is that why you never texted back?" Maya grins ruefully. "I guess I can see how that would be pretty distracting, yeah, especially with all the... ... um." She glances down, her cheeks turning pink briefly, before she clears her throat. "But wow, I'm really glad you're here, when Baal signed me up for this place I didn't think there was a chance in H-" She cuts off, frowning, then sighs. "I didn't think there was any chance there would be someone I know here."\n\n"... Uh, are you okay?" you ask, noticing that her throat had kind of visibly worked when she corrected herself.\n\nMaya sighs heavily. "Apparently I can't swear now. It's reeeally f-" She makes a face. "... It's really annoying. I'm hoping I can get stuff like that back in my control through what I learn here. Still, it's really good to see you," she adds, leaning in for a hug.\n\nYou kind of worry about how parts of you might react to getting hugged by megaboobed Maya, but hey she's your childhood friend and not like she'd ever think of you that way anyway, so you just exert some control and step in to hug her back... only for you both to yelp and hop back as something like an audible static discharge crackle shocks you both. "What the?!"\n\n"Uh." Maya blinks, then pokes your shoulder... and yelps as there's a smaller crack, making both of you jump, and her shake her hand. "I... guess we're kind of oppositely charged now," she murmurs, her halo'd head drooping.\n\n"I-it probably won't happen when we're looking human, right?" you suggest, since it really seems to be upsetting her.\n\n"Oh." Maya blinks, raising her head. "Yeah, you're probably right. Plus maybe it's just one of those things we can learn to overcome, or something."\n\n"Yeah, maybe."\n\n"Kinsington, Jamie!" a woman's voice calls.\n\n"Oh, uh, that's me," you inform Maya unnecessarily, since she could probably fill out a form with your personal information as well as you could, due to the whole 'known each other all our lives' thing. "So I'll see you around, huh?"\n\n"Sure." Maya smiles and gives you a little wave, her halo seeming to glow brighter for a moment. Which kind of hurts your eyes and leaves you hurrying off a bit faster than you would otherwise.\n\nYou follow the voice, who calls your name a second time before you can get there. You blush some (you wonder if it even shows) as you realize it's the female counselor whose breasts grew so big, though her skin's also blue and her eyes yellow with white sclera, a pair of slender horns rising from her forehead amidst her purple bangs. "Yeah, right here," you murmur, trying to seem normal.\n\n"Alright, just a couple of more and we'll be ready to go," she says, directing you to the group behind her with her clipboard. "I'm Gina, your counselor, by the way, don't hesitate to come to me if you have any trouble."\n\nYou try to not hunch or slump too much as you walk over to join the others. It's definitely a diverse group in styles... you see some people in preppy type clothes, some in more nerdlike attire, a few sporty people, and some goth-types... though you kind of figure those were inevitable, since it looks like everyone in the group has some type or mixture of tinted skin, horns, wings, or tails. "... Ah... so..." you murmur, looking around, noting that the group is distinctly coed. "Does Gina oversee both a boy's dorm and a girls' dorm, or...?"\n\nYou hear the dreaded snickers and giggles and droop a little. Perhaps taking pity on you, a slender, slightly tall girl with shoulder-length white hair, red skin, pointed ears, horns, and a spade-tipped tail, wearing spandex shorts and a zip-up athletic hoodie, steps over to you, hands in her pockets. "This your first time at Camp Cross?" At your sheepish nod, she says, "Coed dorms are only for non-demons. Anybody who's part demon goes in the same big dorm building."\n\n"W-wait, seriously?" asks a red-haired girl with (purple) freckles, yellow eyes behind round glasses, and a pair of ram's horns curling around her pointed ears. "I'm like him, I thought we were gonna get separated by boys and girls once we got there!"\n\n"Nope, demon types tend to have the highest libidos out of all the nonhuman ancestries," the sporty girl chirps, grinning as her tail lashes. "Basically they figure since we'd be sneaking back and forth to fuck each other constantly anyway, they may as well put us all together."\n\n"Ehhhh, for real?" says a girl with long blonde hair, red eyes, black feathered wings, and ironically what looks like a gold cross on a choker around her neck. "That's so lewd!" she adds, in a tone that sounds more delighted than anything else. \n\n"Well I don't care what they want to imply, <i>I'm</i> not going to do <i>anything</i> gross like that!" declares a large-breasted popular-looking sort with carefully coifed blonde hair and expensive-looking clothes. Also pale blue skin, four short horns, and bright purple eyes, as y'do.\n\n"Hey, do your own thing," a tallish guy says breezily, flashing the second blonde a big smile and making her blush a bit. He's got hair so black it's almost blue, with eyes to match, just short little horns poking out of his artfully-rumpled bangs and a total ladykiller type face. He's kind of lean and wearing all black, but has that sort of ease and smoothness that says more 'popular guy' than goth, even with the collar around his neck. The black button-up shirt is silk though, and his pants and shoes look expensive... he's like some goth married a prep and they spit out a gorgeous dude that could get away with listening to The Cure unironically. "Hey there, Jamie right? I'm Nathan, that's Alicia, Fran, Dana, and Tori," he introduces, in order of the girls having spoken up. "There's obviously plenty more of us but you'll get to know everyone I'm sure."\n\n"So, uh... you're a regular here?" you ask, just to try and keep things moving after waving lamely to the others.\n\n"Nah, but my parents used to ship me off to regular summer camp every year... I guess they were expecting this and wanted me to be ready. I know you've probably heard a bunch of horror stories about how they can be, but this one seems pretty chill, so just relax and let's all get along, right?"\n\nAlicia looks like she'd like to say something else, but just grins and shakes her head. A few more people join the large-ish group of demon-y teens, before Gina steps over, enormous tits jiggling a bit with her every movement as she beckons for everyone to follow her. "Now, it's your responsibility to keep the dorm clean," she says evenly. "Basically as long as it's neat and orderly you can do as you like with it... rearrange it, bring in new stuff, have parties, that's all fine, just keep it clean and if you break anything it's your responsibility to either fix or replace. There's an attached laundry room where you're responsible for your clothes and sheets... I'll help you out showing you or telling you how to do laundry but I won't do it for you. One of the only other rules is no stealing from each other. Anything else you have a problem with, either handle it yourself or come to me and ask me about doing something."\n\n"What is this, lord of the flies?" Tori grumbles, her heart-tipped tail flicking back and forth. (Admittedly it being pink is kind of cute, even if she seems to be your natural predator as a prep girl.)\n\n"You have to learn to make your own way in the world," Gina replies breezily. "Being part 'monster', you're going to have to navigate a lot of sticky situations. Especially for demons, if you ever have to deal with full-blooded ones, navigating these sort of situations is a necessary life skill. We limit <i>some</i> things just to avoid unnecessary strife, but if you ever find yourself amidst other demons out there, you can't exactly just tell them 'no bulli'."\n\nWell that's... terrifying. Still at least she <i>did</i> say you could come to her, so there's some sort of authority. Like you saw on the website, the dorm building is a fairly large "log cabin" style one. A lot of suitcases and bags have been stacked and piled near the door, and like everyone else you head over to start finding yours, defaulting back to trying to not be noticed too much. You do see that a few of the others are doing the same thing, and feel a little relieved... you'd worried you were somehow the only one to turn into a powerful demihuman and not get a gigantic confidence boost.\n\nStill, you think as you head for one of the bunks and start putting your stuff away... maybe you should actually try to be more confident. Heck, you're in a place that's so rules-lax the head counselor just straight-out told you she expects everyone to spend most of their time fucking each other. And you are kind of way more handsome and, ahem, endowed now. Maybe you should have more confidence! Try to meet new people! Yeah! \n\n<hr>\n[[Meet some new people at lunch.|QOCC]]\n\n[[Meet some new people amidst your dormmates.|QOCC]]\n\n[[How about connecting with some of the new people you've just met?|QOCC]]\n\n[[Maya is probably making friends! You can share those!|QOCC]]\n\n[[... eh, whatever happens happens.|QOCC]]

The moment you say it, you see just a little hint of shock and fear play across her face. Then, just a little too quickly, she snorts and rolls her eyes. "Cute game, bro. What's next, you pretend not to recognize Mom?"\n\n"No bullying each other. Or me," your mom says cheerfully as she cleans up.\n\nDeciding not to say anything more for the moment, you just eat your hot dog, but can't help but stare at the... person... sitting across from you nervously the whole time. Your staring seems to be making her nervous as well, and she shifts around a bit in the chair until she quickly finishes the rest of her lunch in a few bites and stands. "Welp, I'm heading upstairs, thanks for lunch Mom."\n\n"Of course, dear!"\n\nYou similarly wolf down the rest of your food and blurt out a similar thanks before scrambling after her, your mother giving a slightly more exasperated acknowledgement. You catch up to "Jane" as she's at the door of her room, which you also stop and stare at, before you repeat, "Who are you?!"\n\n"Y'know I don't know what TacToe meme this is you're doing, bro, but you could at least remember to have your phone out for it," she says in an annoyed tone as she opens the door, actually jumping a little as you reach out and grab her arm (without really thinking about it). "Jamie!"\n\n"... That room wasn't there yesterday," you murmur, staring at the door, then looking at her. "And neither were you. I mean... I remember that room being there from the start, and you too, I remember it all and it's completely real, but at the same time I... I know you weren't here yesterday."\n\nShe stares at you for long moments, little bits of expression playing across her face... sadness, anger, hurt... until finally her expression settles on 'resigned' and she sighs. "Fine. I'll explain everything. Come in," she adds, tugging her arm free and heading into her room.\n\nYou follow after her, definitely feeling weird. The memories of having been in here a thousand times before and yet <i>knowing</i> this room didn't exist as part of the house yesterday are just too strange. It looks quite a bit like your room, just, y'know, a little bit more girly. Jane flops down to sit on the side of the bed and smooths out her skirt, then huffs and says, "Okay, fine, you're right. I technically didn't exist in this form before yesterday. Although I also actually have... your memories aren't faked, they're just... retconned."\n\n"What, like a comic book?" you ask with a frown.\n\n"Yeah, like a badly-written comic book," she answers with a roll of the eyes. "Make me feel worse about it, why don't you, bro?"\n\n"Sorry," you answer reflexively, then rub your arm uncomfortably. You do still have a lifetime of memories of her as your precious twin, you can't just switch that off. "W-... why are you here though? ... What are you?"\n\n"Well I'm not here to hurt you, or anyone else," she answers with a bit of a frown. "And I'm not some sort of... energy vampire, if that's what you're worried about. I'm... nnh, it's hard to explain with the concepts you're familiar with," she mutters, folding her arms. "I guess the easiest way to explain it is that I'm an Idea."\n\n"An... idea?" you echo, then your jaw drops a bit. "That bit of paper yesterday! The one that said 'Sister' on it!"\n\n"Right. I basically attached myself to that before going into a kind of... hibernation? Though it was more like a coma, since I'd have eventually ceased to exist if I wasn't given a form," Jane admits, hugging herself. "I come from a dimension where everything was effectively formed of ideas generated by the small handful of 'real' people that lived there. The features of the planet, buildings, animals, all the <i>other</i> people. And they didn't age and we were able to keep them safe, for the most part, but little by little they still began to die off, and eventually there was no one around to sustain the ideas. Some of us, the ones who were able to think and sustain ourselves and each other a bit longer that way, did our best to attach ourselves to solid things like that scrap of paper with something that might give us form on it. And you found mine."\n\n"... So you're... you were just gonna pretend to be my sister forever?" you say a bit blankly.\n\n"I'm not <i>pretending</i>, I <i>am</i> your sister," Jane replies insistently, before sighing. "Yes, I'm also an Idea that took this form, and I still remember where I came from and what happened before I was your sister, but I have all the same memories you do of this existence, even if I created them myself as I grew. ... Honestly it was pretty surprising how <i>much</i> about myself I was able to add to this world's history as I grew," she murmurs, cupping her chin. "You had way more power inside you than I expected."\n\nYou blink, then frown. "Is that why I got so tired?"\n\n"Yeah, sorry," she says sheepishly, just how much her smile that way is like yours being disarming to say the least. "I couldn't really help it, I wasn't actually conscious at that point, basically I just latched onto the idea that 'Sister' put in your head and grew into it. ... Look, I'm sorry if you feel lied to or something, but like I said it really <i>isn't</i> a lie, I <i>am</i> your sister even if I'm retconned in!" Jane insists. Seeing you looking at her a bit dubiously, she pouts and looks down. "... For real..."\n\n<hr>\n[[... Okay.|QOSis1x3]]\n\n[[Well...|QOSis]]\n\n[[No!|QOSis]]

It'd be pretty easy to get one of your friends to visit you, after all, so you can try this out. At the moment you have some vague idea of asking permission first, but part of you is mostly just laser focused on actually getting to try this on a person. So you decide to call up-\n\n<hr>\n[[-Kevin.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[-Maya.|QOKeys4x5]]

You worry your lower lip for a few moments, glancing back and forth between the door and the drawer. Then you glance down at your cock, which is as stiff as it's ever been, jutting out in the air as if pointedly offering its opinion.\n\nWell. That would seem to decide it.\n\nYou quickly turn off the overhead light, and then turn on the bedside light to its lowest setting so that you can still see but hopefully the light won't make it to the door... making sure it looks like you're deeply asleep too, just in case. Then you slowly open the drawer and draw out the bag, opening it up again and pulling out the dildo.\n\nIt somehow looks way lewder and more sexual now, in the dim light of subversive intent, knowing you're going to put it inside yourself. You can't help but let a little shiver run through your body as you look at it, your cock twitching. Second and even third thoughts race through your head and right out... you know you're going to do it.\n\nYou swallow hard, spending a few moments considering the best way to do this, and eventually deciding that the least likely to involve falling over and making a loud sound that might draw attention would be to try it on your back. Laying down, your shirt flopping up and baring a bit of your belly, you contemplate the dildo for a moment, before laying it down against your cock as you reach over to the night stand, shivering a little again at the lewd feel of slightly cool rubbery material rubbing against your sensitive skin as you grope for some improvised lube. You have some aloe vera gel, ostensibly due to your tendency to get sunburned... the fact that it's both slick and a little gloppy may have lent it to being used for other purposes a few times already. \n\nYou glance down, squirming a little at both the feel and the sight of the faux-penis resting up against your real one... though it really is remarkable how similar they are in length and girth. (Kind of feels like you're about to fuck yourself, a thought that just almost makes you giggle despite your desire for silence.) Picking up the toy, you dribble a fair bit of the gel across it, then smear it on, pumping and stroking your hand over the mock-cock. The general feel of it, almost as if you really are jerking off another guy... and getting him ready to fuck you, while you're at it... only heightens your embarrassment at this whole endeavor. And yet your cock gives another twitch and leaves a smear of pre on your belly at it.\n\nTrying not to think too hard about that... or any other implications of what you're doing... you finish lubing up the dildo, then shift around, raising your legs and trying to lower it into position. It's somehow far less awkward than you expected, after only a bit of poking raising your legs a bit more and then finding your pucker with the tip of it... almost as if it nudged you in the right direction. Before you can think too hard about that, you take a deep breath, and give a slow push.\n\nThere's a little bit of slipping, the dildo almost sliding out of place... but then it's like it nudges itself back, and it's pushing inside you. You can't help but let out a loud gasp as you feel it actually spread you open and slide inside a bit, and quickly clap your other hand over your mouth to muffle yourself just in case. Still letting out a few soft moans and whimpers against your palm, you keep slowly pushing the artificial shaft inside yourself, feeling it gradually spreading you open deeper and deeper inside. You really expected it to hurt, but at first it mostly just feels strange, all thick and bulgy and a little wobbly inside you. But just as quickly it starts to feel good, especially as your hot little hole warms up the previously cold gel. \n\nYou whimper a bit in both embarrassment and pleasure as the stiff, molded balls come to rest against your taint, shivering a little in place. 'I kinda wish it didn't feel so good,' you think faintly even as your ass gives a squeeze around the slick length of the sex toy, your cock giving another good, hard twitch and wagging a line of pre connecting the tip of it and the small, thin pool of gleaming stuff on your belly as it does. If it had felt bad or uncomfortable you could have stopped and not thought any more about what that meant, but now... \n\n... well, right now you're not going to think about it any more anyway.\n\nFiguring out a good position for your legs, and taking hold of the base, you slowly pull the dildo slightly out of yourself, then slide it back in... a little faster than you intended, but the feel of it pushing back inside you so firmly feels good all the same. Letting out another moan against your own hand before you can muffle it, you squirm a little before starting to gradually pump the flesh-toned faux fuckstick into your ass, your hips twitching and wiggling a bit here and there with it. 'Fuck, fuck, it feels good,' you think, biting your lower lip now.\n\nAfter a few brief pauses and periods of fucking yourself, and once you're sure that you've got your voice under at least some control, you lower your other hand and wrap it around your cock, starting to stroke yourself off as you stroke into your ass. Your cock feels harder and hotter than it's ever been before, and like that it doesn't take you very long to cum, harder than you ever had in your life as your ass squeezes tight around the full length of the dildo. You just barely manage not to cry out as your hips arch and your cock shoots out your load, much of it striking you right in the face on the first spurts. The rest winds up on your shirt and your stomach, your whole brain having whited out briefly at the intensity. In the aftermath, you're still a bit too stunned as you try to really catch your breath to quite process the feel of hot, gooey jizz all over your face, or of it dripping down your lips to smear in salty, almost spicy splotches over your tongue.\n\nAs you do start to come to, the thought that percolates is-\n\n<hr>\n[[-you can never do this again.|QODil]]\n\n[[-you like masturbating with your butt.|QODil1x4]]\n\n[[-you're a complete cock addict.|QODil]]

"Maya, you... like me? Like... like me like me?" you say rather numbly. Then you turn your head. "Morrigan, <i>you</i> like me?"\n\n"I've liked him since we were kids, you barely even know him!" Maya snaps back, albeit directing it at Morrigan rather than you. "Where do you get off!"\n\n"Well it's not like you told me! Hell you apparently haven't even told him!" Morrigan almost snarls in reply, her confusion and embarrassment quickly fading away into anger of her own as she leans in towards Maya. "He's cute and he seems sweet and you know it's always been my dream to find a cinnamon roll I could gradually turn into a black and white cookie!"\n\n"He's mine, bitch!" Maya growls back, raising her hands as if seriously considering either punching or tackling the other girl to the ground.\n\n"Well I don't see your name on him!" Morrigan says readily enough, raising her own hands and curling her fingers, showing off her cobweb-over-black fingernails as if they were claws.\n\n<hr>\n[["Please, stop!"|QOGothHW1x2]]\n\n[[... Actually this could get interesting...|QOGothHW]]

"Uh, I guess I wouldn't mind some help?" you say. "... I wouldn't wanna use the shower wrong and like... melt myself," you add in a mutter.\n\n"Don't worry, that hardly ever happens," Hara answers breezily, apparently not noticing as you go a bit pale. "Anyway, just pick whichever one of us you feel most comfortable with and we'd be happy to help you!"\n\n"We would?" Splayza says flatly, looking over at her. She gives an 'oof' as Hara elbows her in the side, then looks back at you. "... We'd be happy to help you."\n\n<hr>\n[[Hara.|QOKeys7x1]]\n\n[[Splayza.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Kowsumi.|QOKeys6x1]]\n\n[[Doctor Kal.|QOKeys3x9]]

You're not entirely sure where the sudden calm comes from. Maybe it's the fact that you've spent your entire life living up to the nickname Tanya gave you. But tonight you're at a party you secured the pot for from your college connection, you're dressed up without worry about looking foolish, and you've got two hot girls who have said they like you and want you to pick one to be their girlfriend. It's like a mantle of confidence settles on your shoulders as you say, "I guess you two will have to compete for it." \n\n"... What?" Maya and Morrigan say in almost perfect unison, blinking in shock.\n\n"You'll have to compete for it. And before you get mad," you'll point out, as the flashing in their eyes shows they were about to do just that. "I'll point out that until two seconds ago you were both standing here barking 'Choose one!' at me. So obviously you want me to pick one of you and you're fine with that, it was already a contest, why not give it some rules and challenges?" \n\nMaya opens and closes her mouth a few times, while Morrigan quickly gets a thoughtful look. They exchange a glance, then look back at you, Maya nodding slowly while Morrigan grins. "Alright, seems fair," the red-eyed girl agrees. "As long as the contest is too. Agreed, Maya?"\n\n"Yeah," she allows, though still seeming a tad sulky. "As long as it's the same challenge for both of us, fine. I guess you're right, if we're going to make you pick one, we may as well be ready to put our girlfriend quality up against each other."\n\n"So since I guess that makes you the judge, Jamie, what's our test?" Morrigan prompts.\n\n<hr>\n[[Girlfriend contest.|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[Wife contest.|QOGothHW]]\n\n[[... Blowjob contest.|QOGothHW]]

"H-hey, c'mon, quit it!" you call, daring to step forward a little. "Please, don't fight!"\n\nBoth their heads snap towards you, and for a moment you feel a flash of sheer terror that they're going to pounce and attack you instead. (Oddly some parts of your body react to that with very conflicting signals.) But then their hands lower, arms moving to cross their chests as they give each other a near-identical sour look.\n\n"He's right. We can't come to blows over this like common jocks," Morrigan says sulkily, rolling her shoulders.\n\nMaya rolls her eyes a little at that, but doesn't seem to disagree enough to say anything, instead responding, "Yeah, fine, it's all out in the open now, everyone knows what everyone wants." Then her eyes fix on you again. "... Actually, almost everyone."\n\nJust like that, they're both right in front of you, leaning in, making you shrink a little as they practically loom over you. "Hey, Jamie! Tell us which one of us you like!"\n\n"Yeah! Out with it! Pick one of us!"\n\n"Like me, your childhood friend, the one who's stuck by you all these years!"\n\n"Or me, the one that's actually getting you out at parties and interacting with other people!"\n\n"Jamie, we've known each other most of our lives!"\n\n"Yeah, like a sister!"\n\n"Maybe he thinks that's hot!"\n\n"What seriously?! ... Dammit that is kind of hot... no wait, Jamie, I was gonna tell you I liked you tonight, not wait ten years!"\n\n"Yeah but I've liked you for <i>ten years</i>!"\n\n"Pick one, Jamie!"\n\n"Pick one!"\n\n"Pick one!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Um, uh, uh, um, uh..."|QOGothHW]]\n\n[["Um, Morrigan!"|QOGothHW]]\n\n[["Uh, Maya!"|QOGothHW]]\n\n[["... Both?"|QOGothHW2x1]]\n\n[["You have to compete."|QOGothHW1x3]]

"Well... alright," you agree shakily after several more glances at the screen where the actress is now dragging her tongue repeatedly up the actor's long, thick shaft.\n\n"Awesome." Kevin scoots a bit more to the edge of the bed and spreads his legs wide. "You do me first, I'll do you after," he whispers, apparently accepting it just as easily as that.\n\nYou swallow heavily, then slip off the bed and settle to your knees, scooting around between his legs. You can't help but stare at his jutting erection, the smooth almost flawless skin covering it, the light tufting of dark hair around the base of it, his smooth balls hanging down a bit. You gulp a little again as you watch a drop of pre build at the tip, but finally work up the nerve to lean in. Unsure of what to do with your hands, you rest them on the bedframe as you lean in and lick your way up the underside of the shaft, trying not to pay too much attention to the salty-skin taste of it or Kevin's little moan. You don't know where to look, either... looking up at his face like the girl on the video just seems way too much, somehow, and you're not sure you can keep on target with your eyes closed. You settle for closing them most of the way, until you can just see a bit of the outline of his cock as you continue licking at it.\n\nThough the first few motions of your tongue are timid, you can't help but worry that you're doing a bad job and Kevin will eventually call you on it. So you start licking a bit more firmly, and finally raise one hand up to wrap it around the base of his shaft so the rest will stay still as you're running your tongue over it. You mmf a little as a trickle of pre goes right onto your tongue, almost at the exact same time your own still very hard cock gives a throb. Well... in for a penny, and all. You take a deep breath, then slide your mouth over your friend's cockhead, rolling your tongue around it, shivering a little again at his rather louder gasp at the feeling.\n\nYou do a few timid bobs of your head up and down while sucking lightly on the tip, working just a little further down with every thrust, but not quite working up the courage to go too far down. Then you hear Kevin give a louder moan and a murmur of "Holy shit... dude, look at that..."\n\nFiguring that he can't be wanting you to look at your own handiwork, you raise your head with a slight cough and turn a bit to look at the screen. A petite white woman is getting fucked hard up the ass by a very big black guy, his thrusts hard enough to shake not just her, but the mattress. You can't help but stare as much as Kevin is, because holy shit indeed.\n\n"... C'mon, let me do it," Kevin murmurs, gently pushing your head back closer to his cock.\n\nYou mmf a bit as your cheek rubs against the head, tugging back a little. "Wh-what? You mean..."\n\n"Yeah, finish up and then lemme fuck you, dude... I mean, you can have your turn after, promise. Both. Honest."\n\n<hr>\n[[No way! We take turns with both!|QOKevPorn1x3]]\n\n[[... well okay...|QOKevPorn9x1]]

"C-C'mon... if we're gonna do that we should at least finish trading blowjobs first," you protest softly, which is definitely not a sentence you expected to be saying tonight. Or ever, for that matter.\n\nKevin lets out a soft huff of resignation, then nods. "Fine, fine. But c'mon, dude, if we're gonna be fair about trading, at least put a little more effort into it."\n\nYou have to admit that seems like a fair request. Swallowing, you nod and then lean forward again, doing your best to make the motions of your head a little smoother and faster. Actually it's getting a lot easier to do... maybe you're relaxing a little? You can't help but gag a little as his cock hits the back of your mouth about the time your lips touch your fingers, but you keep it up, working your tongue over the underside as you do. You even find yourself sneaking some glances up at Kevin's face, rolling your eyes up to watch his expressions of pleasure as you suck him off. At first he's mostly got his eyes fixed on the screen, watching the porn, probably just trying to process the sensation of your mouth on his prick as pleasure without thinking of who it's coming from. Even as he slips off his shirt, he keeps his gaze fixed mostly forward.\n\nThen one of your glances up coincides with one of his glances down, and both of you blush. He quickly yanks his gaze back to the screen, and you look back at, well, his stomach. But then more of your next glances catch him looking down, too, and soon you just find him looking down at you, lips slightly parted and eyes a little glazed. He rests a hand on the back of your head, gently encouraging you as you slide your mouth down on his cock. Eventually he closes his eyes and leans his head back in a moan, and that's all the warning you get before there's a flood of his cum in your mouth. You swallow as much out of surprise as anything else, sitting back and blinking a few times, feeling like you should make a face but somehow not doing it.\n\n"Woo," Keven gasps, a few more little spurts and dribbles of cum hitting your hand and arm as they come out. "Damn... that... that really did feel good. Here... you'll see," he murmurs as he slides off the bed. You nod a little bashfully before moving to sit as he did, shyly spreading your legs. You gasp louder than intended the moment he wraps his hand around your cock and starts stroking, his hand somehow feeling hotter and better than your own. You watch as he leans in and drags his tongue over the underside of your cockhead, eyes flicking briefly up to look at you before he slips his mouth over the tip, skipping the licking you did and going right for the suction.\n\nYou barely even look up at the screen, finding your gaze fixated on your pretty blonde friend as he goes down on you. His one hand continues lightly stroking your cock as he bobs his head over the rest of the length, while the other goes down to his own still-stiff length to lightly stroke at it. You bite your lower lip to muffle yourself at the feeling... and at the sight, if you're honest. Kevin's soon looking up at you as he blows you, eyes steady on your face as he sucks. You don't last nearly as long as he did... because you were stimulated for longer, you feverishly justify to yourself as you clap a hand over your mouth to muffle your moan as you start cumming in his mouth.\n\nKevin swallows, just like you did... probably on reflex, you tell yourself. You're panting and just a little shivery, overcome by weird sensations in the aftermath of your first blowjob, and receiving it from your best male friend. While you're still reeling a bit, Kevin stands up and proceeds to grab you by the hips, making you yelp as he gives you a little lift and flip around onto the bed and on your knees. He clambers up behind you, nudging you forward a little, and partly too stunned to disobey the guidance and partly just natural meekness (honest, it's not that you <i>want</i> to really bad), you crawl forward until your cheek's on the pillow. You grip it as Kevin moves up behind you, and you see him reach over to grab some lotion from the nightstand, the sound of the bottle working behind you loud in the quiet room.\n\nThe lotion is cold smeared all over his hot cock as he starts pushing inside you. You can't help but give a low moan as you feel him spreading you open and gradually sliding deep inside, and you can hear him moaning softly too. His hands settle on your hips as he continues slowly pushing forward, sinking inside you by quarter inches until finally he's fully inside you. Then he begins using fairly short, smooth strokes, though they're certainly enough to have his smooth balls gently swing forward and slap against yours. You bite your lower lip again, daring a glance over your shoulder, watching your friend fuck you up the ass, then lifting up a little to look underneath yourself at your hard cock swaying and bouncing, actually watching his sack smack into yours.\n\nIt doesn't really take all that long before Kevin's letting out a moan and thrusting forward, and you feel hot wetness spreading inside you, making you shiver at the feel of it. You do your best to muffle your latest moan, desperately trying not to sound like you're enjoying having another boy cum in your ass. Kevin presses more firmly against you for several moments, his hands squeezing on your hips, before he slips out of you. By the time you've straightened up and turned around, he's already on his hands and knees, though he's facing towards the TV again. You stare at his glistening cock dangling about half-hard between his legs, just taking a moment to realize that was just pumping inside you a few moments ago. Then you quickly shed your (now sweaty) shirt and find the discarded bottle of lotion.\n\nOnce good and smeared up, you rest a hand on Kevin's asscheek and guide your tip to his entrance with the other hand. You're almost shaking with nervousness, but then are overcome by how good it feels (and fine, admit it, looks) as your cockhead slowly presses his pucker open and then slips inside him, with him moaning as it does. You slip your hands to his waist instead and slowly lean forward as you push inside, a bit bent over his back, as much from the intensity of the pleasure as anything else. Soon you're thrusting away, and a glance down confirms that Kevin's cock is fully hard again as it juts and shakes under his belly. You can feel Kevin's cum dribbling down from your own recently-fucked asshole, which feels all hot and tingly and slick even deep inside you, even now. As your own orgasm approaches, something catches in your throat... a moan, words, it's just on the verge...\n\n<hr>\n[["I love cock!"|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["I love you!"|QOKevPorn1x4]]\n\n[["Hnnnh!"|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

That's right, you're gonna narc him out to the person who was most offended in this case, Katrina! Part of you insists that it's wrong to tell your brother's fiancee that he was having sex with other men, but you ignore it... it's probably just the (very very large) part of your brain that's scared of confrontation, after all. Still, this isn't exactly a conversation you have over the phone (if you actually had her number), so you're going to have to wait until she returns in the fall. \n\nYou get through the rest of the weekend, though it's clear Will is both guilty and a little bit frustrated by the fact that something's still bothering you... you assume that he assumes that you're still sulking over the party. So he's clearly pretty relieved to turn you back over to your parents on Sunday evening... ha! He wouldn't be so relieved if he knew what was coming for him! In... like four or five months. \n\nAnd so the months pass, with you learning to live with the simmering anger at your brother and act normally. You have a fairly uneventful summer (like most of your summers), hanging out with your few friends and passing the time watching TV and reading and playing games, as is your wont. In all honesty, you might have almost forgotten, if not for fate handing you a perfect opportunity. One day a few weeks after school has started back, the air having already turned crisp and cool, you walk in the door from school to find your mother sitting in the living room... with Katrina.\n\n"Oh, Jamie, look who dropped by," your mother chirps, beaming at her presumed daughter-in-law-to-be. \n\n"Hello, Jamie, it has been some time," Katrina says with a smile. She's wearing a very snug white turtleneck shirt and black pants that show off her figure to great effect... she looks somewhere between the aforesaid lost Russian princess and an elf princess, and sounds it too, with her strong but smooth accent and precise enunciation. "You are well?"\n\n"Ah, yeah, pretty decent," you answer, suddenly feeling all that worry rush back, but also a newfound sense of determination.\n\n"Good. I would ask more, but I am just leaving," she adds, standing up and pausing to hug your mother. "I will see you both later, yes?"\n\n"Um!" you blurt, making both of them look at you in surprise. "H-hey, Katrina, could I... get you to give me a ride to the mall? I... need to look for... a thing. You can just, like... drop me off."\n\n"Hm?" Katrina blinks, then looks at your mother, who seems to be a bit bewildered but nods. "Yes, of course I can, certainly. Come along then, little brother."\n\nThat makes you feel a bit worse about this, since you guess after this she probably won't be part of the family. But you follow her out to her very classy black luxury car and get in. "Um, actually, it's kind of that... I needed to tell you something when we're both alone," you say before she can start the car, since you decide you really don't want her to be driving when you tell her. \n\n"... Da?" she prompts, looking at you in open confusion now.\n\n"It's... I... l-last spring, I stayed with Will over summer break, see," you explain, squirming. "And he had this big party, and I was hiding out from all the people and stuff, but I wound up in his closet, and I was there to see it when he... when he... he had sex with someone else!" you finally blurt.\n\n"... What?" Katrina murmurs, her voice coming out rather faintly.\n\n"It... it was a guy, actually," you add guiltily.\n\n"... Yerunda!" she suddenly snaps, blue eyes flashing angrily as she slams the palm of her hand against the steering wheel, making you jump. "That's bullshit! You're telling stories!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Um, uh, uh, um!"|QOBro]]\n\n[["I-it's the truth!"|QOBro4x4]]

Well. It's just the two of you here, you're both guys, and really maybe that's what you should have expected when you put a porn movie in, so why not? After taking another moment to rally your courage and make yourself relax, you stand up and drop your own pants before settling on the edge of Kevin's bed beside him. He glances at you only briefly before turning his eyes back to the screen, both of you watching raptly and slowly stroking your stiff teenage dicks, more just to ease the ache than trying to actively jerk off.\n\nYou can't help but glance aside at Kevin every so often, stealing covert glances at how he's reacting to the things onscreen, your gaze occasionally slipping down to his cock as his hand strokes it, clear fluid slowly dripping out of the tip and dribbling down to get smeared into his skin by his fingers. You glance down at your own, watching the same thing happening there and unable to help comparing... Kevin's a little bigger than you are. Not a ton, but visibly. Oh well, somehow that seems like it fits with the natural order of things. You look back at the screen, which has switched to the guy's POV of a very hot Latina woman sucking the head of his cock while her eyes are rolled up to look right into the camera.\n\n"Fuck that's hot," Kevin moans, keeping his voice to a harsh whisper. "I bet it feels really good."\n\n"Yeah," you murmur, swallowing hard as you imagine it, shivering all over at the idea of those painted red lips slowly sliding down on you.\n\n"Wish I could feel that," Kevin continues wistfully, face longing in the dim light cast by the television.\n\n"Yeah."\n\nKevin looks over at you, enough to catch your own notice and make you look at him as well. "We should do it."\n\n"Uh... w-what?" you stammer, your eyes going wide.\n\n"Blowjobs."\n\n"That... th-that's..."\n\n"C'mon, man, let's. Doesn't have to be anything, like... gay about it, just trading some stimulation."\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOKevPorn1x2]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

You hesitate a little, but then you have been kind of pissed at him for almost half a year now. So you nod quickly. "I promise. We'll make him pay."\n\n"Da. Good boy." Katrina sniffs once more, then her expression firms as she apparently steels her resolve. Pulling on her seatbelt, she starts the car and sets off. "If we are needing to stay out, I will come up with an excuse to your mother, da? But for now, we will need to think. We must come up with some way to repay this insult your brother has given me in kind."\n\n"In kind...?"\n\n"Da. He no doubt relies on my own faithfulness and our eventual marriage even as he delights in cheating. There must be a way to throw this in his face, to make him feel what I am feeling right now," she adds with a little growl, rather agressively changing lanes in front of a large pickup truck, and making you regret having told her about this in the car at all. "He must feel the same sense of betrayal, of embarrassment. But how...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[She could cheat on him.|QOBro4x6]]\n\n[[She could marry someone else.|QOBro5x1]]

"I saw it!" you insist, even as you wince and shrink back. "I-I'm sorry, I... I knew I had to tell you! I mean... it's so... unfair what he did," you add in a murmur. "... Sorry Katrina..."\n\n"... Da. You are a good boy, you would not lie," she allows in a more sullen tone after a moment, wiping the ball of her palm across her eyes. You kind of get the feeling she means 'you're too chickenshit to risk my wrath' but you give her the benefit of the doubt. She huffs a moment, then thumps her hand a bit more softly against the wheel, muttering, "Ublyudok." You learn a few more swear words in Russian before she says, "Him and his damned need for pushing the envelope."\n\n"Um?"\n\n"Nevermind. I told him I would do nearly anything for him as long as he was faithful, this is how he repays me. I will make him regret it," she almost growls, before turning her head to look at you. "You are a good boy to tell me this, Jamie. Promise me that you will help me pay him back for this. Promise me that you will help me take my revenge on your brother."\n\n<hr>\n[[Ummmmmmmmmm....|QOBro]]\n\n[[Okay, you promise.|QOBro4x5]]

"Oh, oh god!" you whimper practically in his ear. "I love you!"\n\n"Fuck, I love you too," Kevin moans as you start spilling your load in his ass, his cock giving a little jump and spurting a few streamers of cum onto the bedsheets as well.\n\nYou almost think you cum twice just from hearing that, but also feeling his ass clench around your length. Or maybe it's just one really intense one. You whimper softly, actually leaning down on Kevin's back and resting partly on him while your cock shudders and spurts inside him. By the time you're back to yourself enough to straighten up and pull out, you've pumped enough cum into his ass that some almost immediately comes dribbling back out. You flop back onto the bed, panting hard, and Kevin turns around to slide his body in beside yours, turning you onto your side to face him and kissing you.\n\nThere's no embarrassment this time as you kiss back, not even caring anymore. When his tongue presses into your mouth you suck on it a little before meeting it with your own, letting them stroke and rub together. Your hands wander over his sleek, lightly-muscled body while his caress your own slender one. His hands grip your ass and tug you a bit closer, rubbing his slick cock more firmly against yours, making you moan softly into the kiss as you knead his own firm teenage boy butt. Both of you start wiggling, rolling, and thrusting your hips to rub your dicks together, balls pressed firmly together most of the time. This time when you cum, it's almost at the same time as Kevin, the two of you's milky seed spurting and mingling all over the two of you's bellies and chests as you french.\n\nExhausted, you slump backwards onto the bed, panting and starting to sink into sleep. You vaguely hear Kevin turning off the TV before he pulls the covers over you both to hide your state and then snuggles in.\n\nYou wake in the morning with the familiar feel of a raging hardon, and the unfamiliar feel of someone else's hand wrapped around that hardon stroking it. The moment you open your eyes Kevin leans in to kiss you, and you give a soft moan before kissing him back. His hand strokes your cock for several moments before slipping between your legs, using one fingertip to tease at your pucker and make you gasp. You pull back from the kiss, biting your lower lip a little before speaking...\n\n<hr>\n[["Fuck me."|QOKevPorn2x1]]\n\n[["Not here."|QOKevPorn1x5]]

"Someone might catch us," you whisper, glancing over towards the sunlight streaming in the window and laying a hand against his chest.\n\nHe pauses, then sighs softly, slumping a little against you. "Yeah, you're probably right." He gives you a quick peck on the lips, then slips out of bed and finds his shirt and pajama pants on the floor. "I'll go get cleaned up first," he announces as you're doing the same.\n\nOnce the two of you have showered and dressed (unable to help sneaking in a few fondles and gropes throughout), Kevin looks thoughtful. "We can head out into the woods. No one else really goes out there ever, and they won't care if we're out there by ourselves unless we stay until way after nightfall." He grins broadly as he grabs a messenger bag and stuffs a few things in them... including two bottles of unopened lotion, which makes you blush as you think of the two of you needing that much. Still, you can't help but think it's a good idea as the two of you head downstairs and he quickly grabs a box of breakfast bars to slip into the bag, with him calling a quick "We're going out back to hang out back before dark!" before the two of you scurry across the back yard.\n\nYou're almost to the fence before Kevin's mother calls back, making him wince. "Kevin! Take Buddy and Pally with you! They need the exercise!" Kevin looks over at the enclosure where the pair of big Huskies are standing in their enclosure, tails wagging. You know normally he'd be happy to take them, but considering that the two of you have... other plans... it's kind of inconvenient.\n\n"Let's just pretend we didn't hear her," Kevin mutters, reaching for the gate latch.\n\n<hr>\n[[Good idea.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Too risky.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

"Actually, check out one of the things Tanya gave me," you say as you make your decision, slipping the plastic baggie out of the bag and holding it up.\n\n"Wha?! Tanya actually gave you some of her primo stuff?! ... Wait, you actually took it?" Kevin says, obviously confused.\n\n"Well she insisted and I didn't wanna be impolite," you answer with a shrug.\n\nKevin... looks like he buys that, and with a shrug heads over to the secret compartment in one of his desk drawers. Meanwhile you consider the baggie. Yeah... yeah, you're fairly certain you could infuse some of your new energy into this. Probably enhance its natural effects, as it were. You could probably use it to make him more [[suggestible|QOVex]]. Or you could heighten its [[relaxing|QOVex]] qualities to make him much more, let's say, pliable to whatever else you wanted to do with him...

<<set $amooyaonly to true>>Well since this is so realistic, you don't necessarily want to work too hard. The whole appeal of games like this is the 'Comfy' stuff, isn't it? "I think I'll run a Leisure Farm," you say aloud after a second.\n\n"Alright then!" Amooya turns and pulls a 'Sold' sign out of nowhere, walking over to the large barn she emerged from and hanging it on one of the doors. She walks back over to you, and hands you a small bag. When you take it, it abruptly disappears, and you see a flash of '1000 FD added' in the air above your hand. "This is the money from selling the extra lands, field, and buildings!"\n\n'Only 1000? Unless these are super valuable that seems like kind of a bad deal,' you think, but Amooya is already setting off across the grassy fields and you scurry to catch up. \n\nShe leads the way over to a two-story house that's a little... oof. It's not like it seems like it's about to fall in on itself or be condemned, but it's definitely got some cracks in the paint and even some in the windows. It's sort of a grey, old-looking thing, with the biggest benefits being a largish porch (that seems mostly intact) and a fair amount of space. There's a fenced-off area that you assume is the garden (which is just slightly turned-up dirt with a few obvious rocks in it) and a barn that looks more like a particularly large shed, with red and white paint (also cracked and peeling). So... yeah, definitely a fixer-upper.\n\n"It may not look like much right now, Master, but I have every confidence you'll be able to make this into the comfiest Monster Girl Farmhouse there is!" Amooya says, wiggling a bit in obvious delight. ... Are her nipples actually getting harder? "Would you like me to go over the amenities?"\n\n"Um, sure," you answer, nodding.\n\n"Well right now the farmhouse has all the basic facilities... kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and study. All of the amenities are equally basic, true... but you've got me to do cooking, cleaning, all that stuff! Of course, if you buy upgrades or new materials, I can get them installed or put in while you're asleep or logged out. This mailbox here," she says, turning to a brick mailbox that you're pretty sure wasn't there a minute ago. "Will let you get and send items, and by tapping this map on the side, you can bring up the locations where you can go!"\n\n"So where can I go?" you ask curiously, eyeing the mailbox and coming around to the side of it to look at said map, which only has a couple of dots on it right now.\n\n"Well this is us, this is the General Store," Amooya says, pointing at different dots. "And this is the Adventure Area! There's just the starting area unlocked right now, but as you find new places, you'll be able to travel directly to them!"\n\n"Those are the only places to go?"\n\n"Well, right now. As you visit more places, it's possible you'll find other places to go. Now! What do you want to start with first, Master? Since I'm the only monster girl you have right now you can't really do much with the barn, but do you want to some gardening, go to the store since that should really be your first stop, or have some fun?" she concludes, giving you a saucy wink.\n\n... Some fun? Oh, uh... oh, well, you guess it definitely is that sort of game after all, huh? Apparently you can do naughty things with your monster girls, which you guess sort of makes sense. And since Amooya's the only one you have right now, she's basically asking you if you want to... ... ahem. And that definitely seems possible considering how realistic it is, so. If you weren't up to that, you suppose you could just look around for awhile, probably visit a few locations, and once you'd played long enough that it must be calibrated you could [[log out and try something else|FGWPassthrough]]. ... Well, anyway, you have options.

It's multi-colored with most of the shaft in black and a rich shiny red at the base, and has a weird slightly pointy tip with kind of 'layers' of ridges going down the side and a set of bumps along the top and bottom, and a big sort of segmented bulge close to the base. It definitely doesn't look like it's designed off of any animal you've ever seen or heard of! W-wait, is that one of those 'dragon dildos' you've heard people snicker about online? It must be, and she's definitely strapping it onto you right over your tiny plush one. "Don't use this bad boy often since it's so intense, but gotta admit it looks fucking hilarious on mini-schlub," she says with a snicker as she quickly ditches her own clothes.\n\nSoon Tanya's looming over you, seeming huge and naked and somehow both more terrifying and sexier than she's ever looked that way... especially since she's nudging the tip of a weird draconic dildo jutting from your lap into position between her pussylips. All you can do is watch (probably not unlike if this were actually the two of you having sex normally, since you'd be petrified) as she lowers herself, her pussy gradually opening up and spreading around the layered ridges of the bestial black rubber shaft, the ridge of bumps along the topside clearly stimulating her clit from how she moans. "Mmmm fuck can't help but imagine if the little shit actually had a cock this freaky," she groans out as she continues lowering herself down, shivering as she takes the thick, exotic-shaped toy she obviously doesn't use that often. "I might actually let him fuck me then," she adds with a breathless snicker.\n\nIt's veeeery interesting somehow besides being overwhelming to realize that not only is Tanya using you as a sex object, she's actually thinking of <i>you</i> as she does. Albeit you with a big black dragon dick... though as she works her way down to the fat multi-sectioned knot and wiggles around, then starts bouncing atop it, her plump outer lips thumping against the knot repeatedly, you can almost begin to feel her pussy. Yes... in fact the more she moves, and the more she moans, the more you can feel her pussy squeezing around all the various ridges of the dildo, and the more you can feel the wetness sliding over it and along the base. As she starts moving fast enough that her big tits bounce above you, each one larger than your little plush head, you can start to feel the heat radiating into the rubber from her cunt, and getting hotter all the time.\n\n'I'm gonna own you,' you find yourself thinking, your thoughts turning ever lustful and more greedy as you watch her move, watch as her skin starts gleaming with sweat and flushing warmly with a blend of arousal and exertion. Yes, yes, the more she works on you, the closer she gets to cumming, the closer she gets to taking the curse on herself, becoming just an object, just a possession, for you to have and keep forever. Those big luscious tits, those sweet parted lips, that tight gripping pussy, that firm round ass, that devious cruel brain, all of it's going to be yours yours <i>yours</i>!\n\nAs if in answer to your possessive thoughts, Tanya suddenly shoves herself down, compressing the stuffing of your body with her weight as she forces herself onto the toy's knot, squealing delightedly and obviously cumming hard as it pops inside of her and rests fitted firmly. She settles in, panting and still spitted on it, her eyes a bit glazed, a smug, satisfied smile on her lips...\n\n... that turns to shock as her eyes widen. It's obvious the change takes her completely by surprise, because she doesn't even have time to yelp before she starts to shrink rapidly, her lips sealing together and her face already starting to take on a flat look, her eyes and nose rapidly joining her mouth in becoming pieces of sewn-on felt. Even as her body shrinks and her skin begins to take on a fabric-like texture, your body starts to expand underneath her, stretching and filling out, albeit with other changes happening as well. You watch as scales spread over your legs and feet all the way up your hips, and along your arms and up your shoulders as well. You can feel pressure beneath you as something pushes out from the base of your spine and below your back, as well as your forehead and in your mouth. Too you can feel the dragon dildo... or rather, your cock, since the base has now merged right into your crotch... start to throb and shudder inside Tanya's increasingly tight and satiny pussy.\n\nYou finish becoming flesh-and-blood and Tanya finishes plushifying at the exact same moment, and the next second you let out a low, almost trilling moan and grab her little cotton-stuffed body and thrust up slightly, sending out a thick pulse of cum deep inside her. You soak her insides with your cum, and after the second blast you can see a wet spot appear all along the top of her fabric hair. The third blast actually spurts out of the top of her head a bit, dribbling down her naked microfiber back and across her smug little sewn-on face as you finish it. Panting a bit, you stand up and take your hands away, smirking for a moment down at the soaked plushie still spitted on your cock. You can feel emotions coming from it so Tanya must still be aware in there... but the sense of shock and surprise and fear is mostly muffled under an intense feeling of orgasmic pleasure. Well... you did just soak the entire inside of her head in cum, after all. \n\nPulling the Tanya plushie off your dick and tossing it onto the bed (where it makes a slight <i>skwlch</i> noise), you turn to Tanya's mirror and examine yourself. Yeah... you definitely look dragon-y, you think, reaching up to touch the back-curved ridged black horns emerging from your forehead, and eyeing the ruby-like scales covering your body, including your neck and coming up along your jaw. Your eyes have turned red, with black sclera and slit pupils, and you definitely have dragon-like wings and a tail. Even your hair's turned red. Hm... you also look kind of girlier overall, you realize, turning back and forth, with more rounded, grippable hips and a pert, kind of jiggly-seeming butt. Not to mention the glowing pink emblem above your crotch, which looks like a heart with a pair of stylized dragon wings spreading out from it. Your cock... well, it's gleaming and black and looks just like the dildo, obviously, emerging from a bulging slit in the front of your crotch. A pair of heft red scaley balls rest beneath it, and you reach down to fondle them... mmm, like buttery leather, nice.\n\n"Honestly I think this is an improvement, don't you?" you chirp cheerfully, giggling a little bit as you give your wings a small flap, looking over at Tanya. Ah yes, Tanya, your new property! Obviously you could never put her away or throw her away... she's yours! Part of your hoard. The question is what to do with her? Like Vex said, you have a pretty good idea of how to use the curse's power now. You could use it to make her into your slave, which is definitely an attractive prospect... orrr you could just keep her as she is for now, and perhaps turn her into some other sort of treasure later when you have more time. (Or just decide to leave her like she is... after a few more headfuls of cum, you doubt she'd care anymore.)\n\n<hr>\n[[Make her your slave.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Keep her as-is for now.|QOVex6x2]]

Deciding to see what Hopita actually has in the way of statues to go on the base she sold you, you tap that entry on the tablet. You do a quick check on your MonComm to see that you have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\nBeautiful Statue - <<if $fd > 1999>>[[2000 FD|FGWLeisBuyBeautifulStatue]]<<else>>2000 FD<<endif>>\n\nBull Statue - \n\nLovers Statue (Male & Female) - \n\nLovers Statue (Female & Female) - \n\nLovers Statue (Male & Male) - \n\nGiant Stone Penis - \n\nEldritch Statue - <<if $fd >=666>>[[666 FD|BuyEldritchStatue]] (with special in-store 66 FD rebate)<<else>>666 FD (with special in-store 66 FD rebate)<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[No, you've changed your mind.|FGWLeisShopAA]]\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[dragon statue pickup|GetDragonStatue]].<<endif>>

Kevin did kind of annoy you earlier... maybe, with your newfound confidence (and maybe your newfound abilities too), you can pay him back a bit and have some fun at the same time! "Hey, why don't we hang out in your room for a bit again?" you suggest.\n\n"Hm? Sure, okay," Kevin answers, seeming a little distracted, or maybe just put on an off foot by your new demeanor and/or bright, attention-grabbing hair. He turns and heads back into his room with you following along, unaware of your plans to fuck with him. Or potentially just fuck him.\n\n'Ah, what to do, what to do? This is fun, thank you Vex,' you think happily as the two of you walk in, Kevin once again looking curious, then almost afraid as you set the bag down.\n\n"Hey, isn't that Tanya's? What the heck are you doing with it dude?"\n\n"Hm? Oh, Tanya gave me some stuff," you answer cheerfully, which... is pretty much a lie? Unless you tortured the truth to the point of saying that now that you own Tanya, you own all of her stuff too, so in that sense she 'gave' it to you. "I guess she was just in a generous mood or whatever," you say breezily. "Maybe she liked that stuffed toy. Y'know, the one I gave you, that you gave her," you add casually, as if it were no real issue.\n\n"Ah... y-yeah," he answers sheepishly, embarrassedly rubbing the back of his head.\n\nGood, you're keeping him a bit off-kilter so he won't ask questions. Now let's see, what to dooo... you do have some fun options in the bag. Like the weed you took! Kevin would really feel knocked over with a feather if you suggested that... hm, you wonder if you could use your new powers to kind of, like, cast a spell on it or something? Similarly you took one or two of Tanya's other toys... maybe you could make one of them <i>alluring</i> or something, pay Kevin back a bit for calling your gift "gay"! (The gift was actually you and okay admittedly it would have been pretty weird if you actually gave him a plushie of yourself but still!) Or, speaking of Tanya... you could just show him Tanya. Oh, now that might be interesting~!\n\n... Or speaking of gay you could just have sex with him. Y'know. That.\n\n<hr>\n[[Weed.|QOVex6x4]]\n\n[[Toy.|QOVex7x1]]\n\n[[Tanya.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Fuck.|QOVex]]

Hm, you'll make a decision later. For now, she can just stay as she is... a mute little pleasure-addled plushie soaked with cum~. (Hm... wonder what she'd think of being put through the washing machine? Might be kinda fun to see, later!) After a few moments of concentrating you manage to pull all of your newly draconic traits back inside of yourself... you still look a bit more feminine than before, and your hair is still a bright crimson color, but to your mind that's all fine. You snag your clothes, but before getting dressed grin and go rooting through Tanya's dresser. Selecting a pair of her panties, specifically a pretty, satiny black thong, you slip them on in place of your own underwear before pulling on the rest. Hey, if you're gonna be so girlishly adorable now, may as well lean into it!\n\nYou pause a little at that thought. ... Hm, is that normal? You suddenly realize how much more confident you feel. Pausing and looking in the mirror, you're filled with a swell of pride and near-lust just at the sight of your own reflection and how cute you look, and an utterly shameless happiness at your little deeds. Really seems like your whole experience... being infused with succubus power, becoming a dragon or whatever... has altered your mind. What sort of weird changes has it wrought on you?\n\n... But more importantly, who cares!\n\nYou look cute as hell, the panties also look cute as hell (and feel great), and from now on you're not going to let anything get in the way of you doing what you want to do. With that thought, you snag one of Tanya's messenger bags and, first things first, shove Tanya herself in it. "Try not to drip on everything, honey," you teasingly scold the cum-addled plushified terror of young adult life in Deviville. Then you go around her room helping yourself to anything that you like. Oooo, here's some money, and this bag of weed marked 'the good stuff' you definitely need to try that now, Tanya's laptop (your laptop now), some more panties and a few other cute bits of clothing (probably won't fit you but you have this vague idea you can fix that), and a handful of other things. You feel this vague urge to try and pack the entire room into bags and take it with you, but you fight it down... you can just come back for it later.\n\nHefting the bag onto your shoulder and doing one last check in the mirror to make sure you haven't let any of your new self slip back through, you give your bright red bangs a little flick before trotting out of the room and closing the door firmly behind you, then heading down the hall. As you do, Kevin's door opens up and he steps out, blinking at the sight of you. "Whoa, hey dude, I didn't know you were here. ... Uh, you dyed your hair since this morning?"\n\n"Something like that," you answer breezily, giving him a grin.\n\nKevin looks generally confused, eyeing you up and down and also eyeing the bag. Hm... better either blow him off or...\n\n... or maybe just blow him, heheh~.\n\n<hr>\n[[Brush him off and leave.|QOVex]]\n\n[[Have some fun.|QOVex6x3]]

You decide to head to the Jungle Trees area.\n\nSoon you arrive once more at the plot of jungle plopped down amongst the more typical generic non-tropical forest. The unseen but likely brightly-colored birds are cawing and trilling, the vines are drooping, the... ... well you hope the bugs aren't crawling but they probably are.\n\n<<set $random to either(1,2,3)>><<if $random is 1>>As you're taking a look around, you spot a large bush that has a bunch of... clams? stuck to it. ... Oh, no, those must be oysterberries. You walk over and take a look. It looks like all but <<set $random2 to either(1,2)>><<if $random is 1>>one<<set $oberry += 1>><<endif>><<if $random2 is 2>>two<<set $oberry += 2>><<endif>> of the oberries have either opened naturally and dropped to the ground to rot, or been opened and eaten by the locals. You take what you can and leave the rest.<<set $energy -= 1>><<endif>><<if $random is 2>><<if not $lbefucked>>As you're looking around, you spot the barest flicker of motion in the trees above. <<if $mgaavisited>>You bring up your MonComm and aim it in the general direction you saw, clicking on the scanner app. A moment later you get a screen reading 'Little Brown Elf', with a picture of a slender, white-haired, brown-skinned elf girl wearing nothing but what looks like a bikini made out of green leaves. Not that she has a lot to cover, since she looks a few years younger than you. 'Little Brown Elves are a subspecies of elf that never develops past a certain point, no matter how old they are. They prefer hot, jungle-like environments and are generally solitary, but it is possible to cultivate a relationship through various methods. Typically they will avoid humans unless the human ventures sufficiently far into their territory.'<<set $lbescanned to true>> Huh, sounds like it's up to you if you want to [[approach|LBEFirst]] or leave.<<else>>You couldn't really get a close look, but it looked like a slender, not very well-endowed female form. A monster girl that is (or at least looks) younger than you? Hm... well, you could [[get closer and see|LBEFirst]], but she doesn't seem to be inclined to approach if you just want to leave, either.<<endif>><<endif>><<else>>You see a flitting shape up in the trees, and then catch the vague hint of sunlight glinting off silver hair. Looks like the <<if $lbescanned>>Little Brown Elf<<else>>elf loli<<endif>> is around at the moment. [[Approach her|LBERepeat]]?<<endif>><<if $random is 3>><<if not $junglamiafuck>>You hear something go sliding through the underbrush, and then see a few branches bend here and there above. Bwuh? ... Something went from the ground to the trees, you guess. <<if $mgaavisited>>You pull out your MonComm and aim it in the direction where you saw movement and activate the scanner. A second later a screen reading 'Junglamia' pops up, along with a picture of a caramel-skinned woman with deep brown hair, pale eyes, and with her body transitioning to that of a snake around and below the hips. 'Junglamias are a type of Lamia that live in jungles. They are somewhat more dominant and controlling than more standard lamias, preferring to have greater power over their partner. There are several subspecies, but it is virtually impossible to differentiate them on sight or a simple scan.' Huh. So, snake girls. ... Dommy snake girls? You guess you could [[go see|JunglamiaFirst]]...<<set $junglamiascanned to true>><<else>>You're not sure what it was, but it seemed kind of... snake-y. Well, you guess lamias are a pretty standard (and popular) monster girl these days, you could [[go check it out|JunglamiaFirst]]...<<else>>You hear a soft slithery sound, and a moment later several branches sway. You recognize that sign easily enough... the <<if $junglamiascanned is true>>Junglamia<<else>>snake girl<<endif>> is around. You guess you could [[approach her|JunglamiaRepeat]]...<<endif>> <<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\nHead [[back to the starting area|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

"Oh, interested in my 'secret' stuff today?" Hopita asks, grinning.\n\n"Well... y'know," you murmur, blushing. "I'm at least considering."\n\n"Well I've got a list here just for you, it's what I'm offering, if you want to take a look." <<if $bedroom is "better" or "best">><<if $trust >= 1 and not $sextoysunlocked>>"Oh, by the way, I've got something new on the menu," she adds cheerfully.\n\nYou blink. "Oh yeah, what've you added?"\n\n"Sex toys!" she declares brightly.\n\n"... Um... sex toys? ... You need to put that on your secret menu?" you murmur, considering how thoroughly pornographic this game's setting is already.\n\nApparently, though, that's exactly the reason, as Hopita rolls her eyes. "Yeah, well, with such easy access to sex from monster girls, among other things, some people can think you're a little <i>weird</i> for being interested in sex toys, or selling them for that matter. Personally I think that sometimes it's just fun to get up to what you wanna do on your own. Or with friends... that's what a lot of people forget, sometimes the fun part of sex toys is sharing them," she adds with a wink and a smirk.\n\n"R-right. So do you sell them individully, or...?"\n\n"No, basically I sell them in a big bundle... a chest full of various stuff. It's got all sorts of fun surprises in it! I guarantee you'll be finding new fun things for awhile," she adds with another wink.<<set $sextoysunlocked to true>><<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n*<<if not $hopitafucked>>[[Sex with Hopita.|FGWLeisHopitaSexFirst]]<<else>>[[Sex with Hopita.|FGWLeisHopitaSexRepeat]]<<endif>>\n*<<if not $monwhorefucked>>[[Sex with one of her friends.|FGWLeisMonWhoresFirst]]*<<else>>[[Sex with one of her friends.|FGWLeisMonWhoresRepeat]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $sextoysunlocked is true>>Sex Toy Chest - <<if $fd >= 200>>[[200 FD|FGWBuySexToys]]*<<else>>200 FD<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n[[Not right now.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

... No, this is way too cool. You have to try this out on more stuff and-\n\nYou jump a little as you distantly hear the front door open and close, then your mom call, "Jamie, I'm home! Dinner in a little while!"\n\nPart of you immediately says 'Yes! Perfect timing! We'll try it on her!', which the other part of you instantly rebels against. You can't pixelate your mom! Or... digitize her, or whatever. ... Still, maybe she'd never even notice it. You could pop her in, see what the options look like for a person, and pop her back out, probably without her ever even knowing? That's all you really wanna do, after all, just look...\n\n<hr>\n[[Try it!|QOKeys]]\n\n[[No, no.|QOKeys4x3]]

Your cock, almost painfully hard, springs free and wobbles a bit beneath you as you reflexively move around to help Maya finish pulling your pants off, a few small drips of pre oozing from the tip.\n\n"Fuuuuck look how hard you are," Maya actually moans softly as she leans in behind you, her own stiff prick brushing along the cleft of your ass as she reaches around, black-nailed fingers wrapping around your cock and stroking it gently, making you moan as well. "Did sucking a girldick get you this hard, or is it the thought of having my girldick in your ass?"\n\n"Yes," you groan shamelessly in reply to all of it, your hips doing a slow writhe in the air to grind yourself back against her. \n\n"Mmmf, fuck, you're such a fucking pervert," she whispers, pulling you up just long enough to pull off your shirt so that her bare tits can press against your skin as she rubs against you, resuming gentle stroking of your cock. "You want me to fuck you, huh?" she murmurs in your ear.\n\n"Yes," you almost whimper.\n\n"And then... you wanna fuck me?" she adds, giving your earlobe a little nip.\n\n"<i>Fuck</i> yes!"\n\n"Mmm... okay... but you have to make sure not to cum from me fucking you, 'kay?" Maya says almost teasingly as she straightens up, using one hand to guide her spit-lubed prick up against your pucker. "If you cum just from getting fucked I'm gonna turn you into my little pervert cockslave instead~!"\n\nBefore you can even really start processing what she might mean by that, she's pushing inside you, another long, soft moan escaping your lips as her pretty, slender girldick spreads your tight little virgin ass open. Maya's hands slide up and down your back before gripping your waist, slowly pulling you back even as she continues to push forward. Your own cock twitches beneath your belly, dripping more pre. Soon Maya's pushed the full length into your tight ass, and begins working her hips, quickly finding a rhythm that smacks her balls against yours every time.\n\n"Mmmnn fuck Maya your cock feels so good," you moan as she pumps it into you, her hips slapping against your ass. "I love your fucking cock, fuck me harder!"\n\n"You're turning into such a fucking pervert, Jamie, I love it," Maya groans happily as she leans forward, her tits pressing against your bare back as she starts toying with your nipples. "Having this dick's making me all lewd too, let's be degenerates together, huh?"\n\n"Yes yes fucking yes I wanna get even lewder," you moan back as you fuck yourself back against her, your stiff prick bouncing beneath you with every impact of her hips on your ass and her balls on yours, the tweaks of her fingers on your nipples sending delighted shivers through your body.\n\nWith the both of you reinforcing each other and egging each other on, it's probably not surprising that soon Maya's fucking you as hard and fast as she can, having straightened up again to grab your waist, her tits jiggling madly as she pounds away at you, a sound of sheer pleasure rising and falling in her throat as she makes your eyes roll. Finally she thrusts forward, letting out an almost shocked, deeply wicked moan as she starts cumming deep inside you, her cock twitching and shuddering inside your tight, slickened ass.\n\n<hr>\n[[Cum too.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Hold back.|QOBook30x2]]

Somehow you manage to hold back, despite the clench of your ass around Maya feeling like it's about to make a dam burst inside you. Still you hang on, though you let out a long, shuddery breath as a few moments later she pulls out of you, her cum dripping down your taint and over your balls.\n\nAfter a moment her hands gently urge you up, and you rise and turn to sit on the edge of the bed, spreading your legs a bit as Maya leans in between them. Without a word or a pause she slides her dark-painted lips over your cock and starts gently sucking and licking, her eyes alternately sinking closed as if to focus on the taste and feel of you in her mouth and opening to look up at you. You bite your lower lip a bit, but somehow feel utterly unembarrassed or ashamed at the lewdness of what the two of you are doing... even as she pushes two fingers into your cum-smeared ass to gently stroke them in and out as she sucks you, making you moan a bit girlishly yourself.\n\nShe doesn't suck you off for too long, though, apparently eager to either give you your turn or let you have your turn, depending on how you look at it. Either way she turns and leans down onto her hands, settling onto all fours on the floor. It looks like the potion caused her dick to replace her pussy, leaving a smooth, pale taint between the base of her balls and her asshole... obviously you've never seen that before, but it looks extremely pale and soft as well. Shivering in anticipation and eagerness, you move up behind her and press your cockhead up against that waiting hole. You're probably not quite as slow and deliberate as she was, but your cock is begging for release now, and soon you're buried inside her and starting to pump away. This time it's Maya's still mostly-hard cock bouncing beneath her belly, along with her tits swaying under her as she moans. You lean forward, grabbing her tits and giving them a squeeze, the feel of them filling your hands enough to set you off, your cock twitching and shuddering as you start cumming in her.\n\nExcept that by now you're so worked up that you don't even stop as you cum, just continuing to thrust into her ass as your cock shudders and spurts, pushing your jizz deeper inside her and churning it up, sending it spattering all over her butt. Maya certainly doesn't seem to be complaining about the sensation that causes, to judge from her eyes rolling up and her tongue lolling out, her body rocking beneath you to fuck herself back against you.\n\nOnly after you've pumped the second load into Maya's ass do you slow and pull out, panting hard as your cock slumps half-limp, dripping with the cum you've worked around inside your childhood friend. Your childhood friend who proceed to urge you onto the bed and push your legs forward, sliding her own now fully-hard-again cock into your ass and fucking you missionary position, her tits pressing to your chest and her tongue plunging into your mouth as she takes you, your still half-limp cock smearing cum all over her belly as you moan into her mouth.\n\nThe two of you fuck each other several more times, taking turns being the "man" until the other's prick has revived. But once the two of you have been sixty-nining for about ten minutes with both of your cocks soft no matter how much sucking, licking, and stroking you give each other, it's obvious that even teenage stamina has been depleted... for the moment. Maya rolls onto her side beside you and turns around so you're both facing the same direction, both of you trying to catch your breath, barely even noticing as your hands find each other and your fingers entwine.\n\nEventually though Maya gives your hand a little squeeze. You look towards each other and smile, and somehow you feel normal, relaxed, and contented despite both of you being naked and having cum smeared all over your faces.\n\n"So. You definitely wanna keep being perverts together?" Maya asks.\n\n"Yuh-huh," you agree cheerfully.\n\n"Good," she murmurs, leaning forward to kiss you. Then she makes a bit of a face. "Mm. But my parents might be home soon... you probably ought to clean up and go."\n\n"Yeah, I guess. But... tomorrow?"\n\n"Yeah! We can start being lewd early tomorrow," Maya answers, eyes sparkling.\n\nYou take a quick, brief use of her shower, before drying off, Maya doing the same, neither of you the least bit self-conscious now. You wonder if the quick adaptation is some side-effect of how 'Pleasing' Maya's cock is supposed to be... pretty impressive if so, but then some of the other potions sounded like they could do some wild stuff, so maybe it's not a shock that this one was so good that getting fucked by it killed your shame. In fact as you're gathering up your clothes you say, "Hey, Maya?"\n\n"Yeah?"\n\n"You think maybe I could have a pair of your panties to wear?" you ask, blushing just a little, but grinning impishly too. "... And some stockings?"\n\n"Oh <i>fuck</i> yes," Maya answers, eyes glittering as she turns to her dresser. "In fact, have several. That way you have some to wear <i>and</i> some to jerk off into!"\n\nSoon you're stepping into a pair of black satin panties and pulling them up, settling them snug over your (once again) half-hard cock, and then with Maya's help donning a pair of black thigh-highs. You strike a few poses for her wearing just them, then pull your jeans and socks on over them as well as your shirt. Covering up the super sexy girls' underwear with normal boy clothes definitely sends an erotic thrill through you, and has your cock stiffening further against the slick-feeling panty fabric. You almost suggest Maya and you suck each other off again, before reminding yourself you don't want to get caught. You'll just have to wait for tomorrow. You and Maya hug and give each other a long, deep kiss again before you head out and head home.\n\nLater that night in your room, you strip down to just the panties and stockings, spending a little while posing in front of the mirror and even taking a few naughty selfies, including after you've taken the panties off, displaying your stiff prick to yourself and the camera. In fact you find yourself getting almost as turned on by the view of your own body as you did at Maya's earlier. 'Guess I really have become a pervert,' you think, even as you settle onto the bed and wrap the shiny black satin around your cock, recording yourself jerking off into the panties before sending the video to Maya.\n\nYou get back several pictures of her posing, and a smear of her cum on the mirror showing a dual view of her cock. 'Mm, I wanna suck it,' you think as you stroke yourself a bit more, before an actual text comes through.\n\n<i>So what should we do tomorrow?</i> Maya texts. A moment later she adds <i>I wanna jump into perversity with both feet <3</i>\n\nHm... what <i>should</i> the two of you do?\n\n<hr>\n[[More playing with the book.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Find more people to be lewd with.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Be lewd in public.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Get toys.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Make videos.|QOBook]]

The language is so weird and dense on the MentaGuide description that you're sort of drawn in just by how strange it makes what you assume is some sort of combination white noise generator/guided meditation app seem. When you get to the purchase area and see that it says that the app's number run is limited and there's only one left, that cinches it and you click the 'Buy' button almost before you can think. A second later your phone chimes.\n\n'Huh, that was fast,' you think, taking a look and seeing that the app is already downloaded, its icon a brain made up of maze passageways. Tapping on it brings up a screen that has a search bar and a 'Nearby Navigation Destinations'. Those look like some of your neighbors' names... oh, hey, there's your mom's name on there, that's kind of weird. The whole thing's kind of weird, really. Still curious, though, you tap your mother's name.\n\n"Please move to starting point to begin navigation," a surprisingly chipper and normal-sounding computer voice announces from your phone's speakers. The screen changes to a map of Deviville, which zooms in right to your house and shows a purple line leading... to the sidewalk outside? This is definitely pretty odd. ... Not quite odd enough to make you refuse to check it out, though. You get up and head downstairs and towards the front door.\n\n"Jamie, sweetie, where are you going?" your mother calls as you pass, poking her head out of the kitchen.\n\n"Just outside for a minute, Mom," you answer sheepishly.\n\n"Well, don't go too far, it's getting dark," she cautions, returning to her dinner preparations. \n\nYou glance out the window. You guess it's... kind of less light outside than full afternoon sunshine? Resisting the urge to roll your eyes a little, you head out the front door and over onto the sidewalk near the mailbox, where the end of the purple line indicates.\n\n"Thank you," the voice from your phone announces. "Beginning navigation!"\n\nYou jump as the world around you distorts strangely in ways you've never seen outside of a flat surface... going fisheyed and wobbling despite still being in three dimensions. The sense of vertigo and shock it inspires makes it all the more insane as everything... changes. Your house grows larger and more... exaggerated is the only way you can think to describe it, various little blemishes and imperfections either disappearing entirely or becoming massive eyesores that would be more fitting on an abandoned building, what once was a small chipped area of paint now showing a giant section of splintered, rotting wood. The other houses on the block change as well, though some just barely, most of those further out, the ones nearby taking on a strange, almost theme park like character that you can't help but be reminded of their occupants by. The street widens and turns into a rough, jagged patch of blacktop with numerous 'DANGER' signs littered around, and several child-shaped chalk outlines in twisted poses etched on it. Even the sky changes, going from very early evening to full dark in less than two seconds, the moon directly overhead. "WHAT?!"\n\n"Whoa, easy there, calm down! I know the first time is a bit of a culture shock but don't blow a gasket, you don't wanna have a stroke in here or something!"\n\nYou whip around towards the voice and stare. It looks like a girl about your own age, with dark brown skin and shoulder-length white hair, wearing... a very odd and glowy set of clothing all printed with elaborate bone designs. Her hoodie, shirt, tights, and boots are all black, with everything but the boots glowing bright orange-yellow with those stylized bones, the inside of the hoodie casting shadows on her face that give her a slightly wraithlike appearance.\n\n<img src="images/Roberta1.jpg">\n\n"Hiyo~!" she calls, doing a little spin in place.\n\n"Who... who the heck are you?" you stammer, swallowing hard and resisting the urge to bolt.\n\n"I'm your guide! Y'know, like in the name of the app?" She brings her fingertips to her mouth and snickers, then rests her hands on her hips. "I'm a being of pure thought and knowledge, created specifically for this app to guide people through mental landscapes. But you can call me Roberta."\n\n"Mental landscapes... what?"\n\n"Hey, hey, I said don't dissociate!" She walks over and bonks you on the forehead with the bottom of her hand, which oddly enough does make you feel more grounded. "Yes. This is the world inside Joanna Kinsington's mind, though I guess you know her better as 'Mom'. This is a world of her perceptions and concepts."\n\n"W-wait, you're saying... <i>this</i> is how she sees things?!" you blurt, whipping back and forth and looking at the vaguely terrifying landscape.\n\n"Not <i>literally</i>," Roberta replies, rolling her eyes a bit. "She's not having a psychotic break or something. No, this is all exaggeration and metaphor... it's her thoughts and feelings rendered in a way that it's easy for an observer to understand. She doesn't think your house is really some giant edifice with huge sections deteriorating, it's just the most important place to her so its size is bigger, and she worries about those defects so they're rendered larger than life."\n\n"I... okay, I think I'm getting it," you murmur, feeling yourself start to calm down as you adapt to the idea that an app you just bought has now sent you into some metaphor landscape inside your mother's head. "So this is mostly so I can understand her thoughts and feelings?"\n\n"And know how to alter them, sure," Roberta adds with a grin. At your look, she continues, "The MentaGuide's purpose is to allow you to change these perceptions... to a certain extent. For example, if you told me you wanted me to erase that area of missing paint, she'd stop caring about it, or if you wanted me to remove the danger signs and chalk outlines, she'd stop worrying when you crossed the street."\n\n"Oh. Okay, I guess I get it. But it wouldn't actually fix the house or make it impossible for me to get hit by a car."\n\n"No... though the more you alter things, the more the app will adapt to the changes you make, and the more changes here can affect things in reality." At your blink, Roberta shrugs. "That one's harder to explain... better to just set it aside for now. Instead, why don't we head inside and take a look?" she adds with a more cheerful tone, turning and heading for the door, the glow of her clothing creating a little halo of light around her on the ground.\n\n"Er, is this okay? My mom will worry if I'm out here too late... especially if this is how she sees early evening," you add with a mutter, glancing at the midnight moon above. \n\n"Don't worry, when you're in here you're moving at the speed of thought. We could spend hours in here and it'd only be a few seconds outside."\n\nHuh. Shrugging, you do what you do best and follow, sticking close to Roberta as she pushes open the front door and shows you inside. You blink a little at the sight of your mother standing in the living room... or at least, that's what you think on just seeing her. You realize after a second that for one thing she looks different, and for another she's not alone. "Mom?" you blurt.\n\n"Yes, dear," the figure in the center of the room answers, though her voice sounds... strange.\n\n"That's not actually your mom, y'know, that's just her mental image of herself," Roberta replies. "Also don't just say stuff carelessly to her... talking to someone's self image in here is one way of altering their cognition."\n\nOh, oops. Good thing she told you. You look over your mother's self-image curiously... she looks older than the real thing, just a bit, with wider hips and a bigger butt and more of a belly. And shorter maybe, you think? "Does her voice sound weird because that's how she hears it?"\n\n"Hey, got it in one! You're actually pretty good at this," Roberta replies, looking sincerely pleased as she bumps up against your side. "That's good, the more information you master and the more you grasp the concepts, the easier it'll be to change stuff if you want. Alright, so why don't you give me a rundown of what else you're seeing, and I'll correct you if you get it wrong."\n\n... Did your weird adventure into a mental landscape turn into a quiz? But apparently it will power up the app or something, so you decide to roll with it. "Uh, okay, so... my mom's standing in the center of everyone, so that means she sees herself as like the center of the family."\n\n"Mm-hmm, most moms do. Keep going."\n\n"Erm. My dad looks mostly like himself, but I guess more... handsome? And I think he's taller than he is in real life. And kinda more... muscular? And his clothes are more, uh, I guess, dashing? So I guess... that she sees him as really strong and cool?"\n\n"Close. More 'dominant' and 'attractive' than 'strong and cool'."\n\n"Oh. And... my brother is standing further away, I guess because he lives further out so she feels like he's distanced himself, and he looks way more like my dad than he does in the real world, and he's a little less tall and not dressed as great. So, y'know, she sees him as my dad's son, and maybe a bit more dominant in the family than her, and... well, yeah," you trail off, not feeling like pointing out the obvious about the difference in their attractiveness.\n\n"Good good, you're pretty on track, there's little details you're missing but they're not too important."\n\n"And..." You turn towards the mental image version of yourself... a weird feeling in any event... and just stare at it for a moment before your shoulders slump and you hang your head. "... Actually can we not?"\n\n"Mmm," Roberta says as she looks the eight-year-old version of you with literal cherub wings and a halo, badly hiding something vaguely-defined but obviously lewd behind its back, although a label of 'Property of OUTSIDE INFLUENCES' is visible. Patting your shoulder sympathetically, she says, "Yeah, give it a pass, my dude, I think we're both clear on things."\n\n"Thanks," you say with a sigh. "So, these are my mom's mental images of her family?"\n\n"The ones she associates with this house. Your brother's still here rather than off at his apartment 'cause she still considers this his home rather than that. If you went around to other places like the neighbors' houses or your grandparents' place or wherever, that's where you'd find her impressions of those people... in a lot of cases like stores or houses she doesn't know, there'd basically be grey featureless beings there to indicate strangers."\n\n"That makes sense." You turn back to your mother's self image again. "So... you said I can change these, if I wanted?"\n\n"Yeah, you can tell me changes you want to make... sometimes I can, sometimes I can't, hard to know until you ask. Oh, and don't worry about asking or doing whatever you want, you bought a being of thought and will, morals not included. I am the ultimate non-judgy assistant!" she chirps, putting her fingertips to her cheeks and beaming. "Oh, also, sometimes I'll have a pretty good idea of what the changes you make want to do, and sometimes I'll only have a guess. It may even be a complete mystery!"\n\n"You sound kind of... inconsistent," you can't help but observe, sideglancing at her.\n\n"Mm, what can I say?" She shrugs sheepishly. "I'm an accumulated mass of data on the mental landscape, but I don't know everything. In some ways I'm just like you and will have to learn by doing."\n\n"I guess that makes sense. So, like..." You frown thoughtfully. "Do you know what would happen if I adjusted my mom's mental image of herself to be more like, y'know, her actual self?"\n\n"Oh sure, that one's easy!" Roberta chirps, actually seeming pleased by the question. "The closer your mental self-image is to your real self, the more mentally stable and happier you are, pretty much. It boosts confidence, contentment, and makes you feel better in general."\n\n"Huh." Not seeing any reason not to, you say, "Could you go ahead and do that?"\n\n"Sure!" Roberta turns to your mother's mental self image and walks over, reaching out to touch it with a fingertip. It briefly distorts and ripples, like seeing a scrambled movie channel in a film, before it stabilizes and now looks... well, like the mom you see yourself every day. "Any other questions?"\n\n"You said that if I said stuff to her, it could put thoughts in her head?"\n\n"Yeah... basically like ideas. As you get more adept with the app you'll be able to speak more strongly and implant deep concepts, right now it's more like being able to give 'passing notions' that can recur. You can also ask someone's mental self-image questions and they'll tell you the truth, even if it's something they'd never tell someone else in a million years."\n\nThat's pretty cool too. "What about the other people in the mental landscape?"\n\n"Since those aren't actually connected to the real person, basically they'll only give the answers the person the mental landscape belongs to <i>thinks</i> they'd give. So it's usually a pretty good idea to avoid it, you can get kind of confused keeping things straight if you go down that rabbit hole."\n\nRight... if you asked 'Mom's mental Will' what he thought of you, you'd get the opinion your mother thinks your big brother has of you, not his actual opinion, but since it came from something you see as Will you might be tempted to let yourself think it was his real opinion, or just subconsciously accept it as such. Roberta's right, better be careful with that sort of thing. "But I can interact with them?"\n\n"Sure! They generally won't move or act against you unless you touch them or attack them or something, then they'll react... well, however the mental landscape owner thinks they'd react. Of course I can change that mental image just like any of the rest of it so they'd react how you'd want them to instead, and it would just change the mental landscape owner's thoughts and impressions of that person. Then again, I could always change them right back, if you asked," she notes. "Anyway! Let's see, anything else? Oh yeah... generally inside areas like this, there's a 'feel' to certain areas or extra signifiers that don't exist in the real world, like the signs and chalk outlines outside, but physical items are generally much more true to how they appear in the real world. You change someone's cognition of those by changing the item to have more of a 'feel', or changing its physical appearance. Like, if someone had a favorite painting in their house, the painting in here would probably look like itself and just have a lot of extra lights and maybe a red velvet rope around it. Then if you changed the painting to have muted colors and worse technique, they'd probably stop liking it... or if you turned off the lights and removed the rope, they'd stop cherishing it so much."\n\nThis is pretty complicated... but you think you're understanding it all. You're pretty sure. "I think I've got it."\n\n"Okay! So, any more changes you wanna make, tiger? Or we done here for today?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Change your mom's cognition some more.|QOMeta1x2]]\n\n[[Let's get out of here.|QOMeta]]

The notes did suggest that the big draw of these keys was actually using them to go places... albeit you're still kind of worried about where you might wind up. But the curiosity is driving you, so you pick up the key and walk over to your closet door, taking a deep breath before trying to insert it.\n\nHalf of you is incredibly surprised and the other half is not surprised at all as the metal-capped bit slides effortlessly into the keyhole despite the difference in their sizes. Turning it like you did the other, you hear that same loud click, hesitating just a moment more before pulling the door open. There's an odd sliding, fwooshing sound to go with the door's normal motion that might have, at most, a quiet creak, and you stare through the doorway. The hall beyond is... metal. A floor of textured metal, walls of smoother metal. That is, uh... that is definitely a spaceship hallway.\n\nIn your closet.\n\nReally before you even know what you're doing you've walked forward, stepping inside and staring around. With the faint hum that you can just barely feel through your feet and hear in your ears, the soft beeping from the distance... you're really on a spaceship. Probably in space! This is the most amazing thing that's ever happened to you, so amazing that you don't even really notice the door swinging closed behind you and smoothly turning back into a sliding door. \n\nThen the deck rocks under you, a loud slamming noise overlapping with the motion. Uh... you're on a ship that's in a fight, apparently.\n\nYou wheel around and race towards the door you came from, but before you can get to it and start looking for anything like a lock, it slides open in front of you, revealing what looks an awful lot like a... bridge? cockpit? what do you call it properly on one this size?... with a pair of pilot's chairs and a few more chairs behind them. Sitting behind the left-side pilot station, gripping a flight stick in one hand and what looks a lot like a throttle is a woman with white fur, snowy, fluffy white hair in a ponytail, tall rabbit ears, and looks to be wearing some sort of bright red bodysuit. If that weren't weird enough, standing just almost facing you as she works inside a panel that's been jarred loose is another woman (and whoa is she, her boobs are huge), though the thing that really gets your attention is not even those, or the fact that she's got dark purple fur and a feline-like face with black hair in a pageboy-style and rounded animal ears atop her head, or even the really tight black and purple bodysuit that shows off her slim waist and round hips, it's that she's working inside that panel with four arms.\n\n"The linkage to the voidsonic resonator is toast, we'll never hear them coming if they do another run!" the four-armed woman snaps, glancing towards the pilot.\n\n"I think we can just safely assume those skinshedders are on another run, Splayza," the woman in the pilot's seat answers dryly, glancing over her shoulder to reveal a somewhat rabbit-like face similar to the four-armed woman's feline one... and blinking pink eyes. "What the?"\n\n"Eh?" Splayza turns her head, locking yellow, slit-pupiled eyes on you, which widen a bit at the sight.\n\n<hr>\n[[RUN!|QOKeys]]\n\n[["... Hi?"|QOKeys3x3]]

Hm. It's not like your mother's ever come off as seeming miserable, or does even now, just... some of the stuff in this mental landscape is kind of disturbing and you can't help but think she'd be better off without it. And first and foremost, "Can we do something about this, for a start?" you mutter, gesturing at the cognition of you with both hands.\n\n"Liiiike what?" Roberta asks, covering her mouth with one hand as she snickers.\n\n"Just... make it more like the real me, please." You sigh... even the spirit of information has to tease you, apparently. "Not too much if that would do something weird to her cognition, but make it less... that. Please."\n\n"Yeah yeah I getcha." Still grinning, Roberta trots over to the eight-year-old cherub you and pokes it. It fuzzes and distorts briefly much like your mother's self-image did, then turns into, well, you. Though you do notice there's still a vague glow around the crown of the head and a bit of childish rosy blush in the cheeks. "I left you a little idealized still. I'm pretty sure it's good for moms to have that impression of their kids, same as vice versa."\n\n"I guess. Speaking of, though, maybe put him where he belongs, in his apartment?" you suggest, thumbing at the cognition of your older brother. "I mean, that will just ease her separation issues or whatever it is, right? It won't do something like... make her mentally remove him from the family?" Not that you've ever fantasized about being an only child. At all. Really.\n\n"Hmmmm... it might cause the opposite, detachment issues," Roberta says after eyeing the mental image of Will for a moment.\n\n"What if we just moved him further away? Like, maybe put him in his old room?"\n\n"That might work, yeah!"\n\nThe two of you check out said room, which had been converted into a guest room... but which, here, still looks exactly like it did before Will moved out. Just with a sign over the bed reading 'It's okay if someone sleeps here, I'll allow the intruder, I don't mind that much'. (Subtlety isn't that much of a thing in mental landscapes, you guess.) Roberta converts it into looking more like the real world guest room with a few touches of Will's old room, then hefts the cognitive Will up like he was a cardboard cutout and plunks him down in there before dramatically dusting off her hands. "There, done. Oh, speaking of redecorating, I'm sensing there's some other stuff related to her imagery of you around the house, want me to take care of it?"\n\n"Please," you answer. You blink as she floats up off the floor and drifts up the stairs rather than walking. Huh, you didn't know she could do that. It does make her seem extra... spirit-y, watching it happen. It's only a minute or so before she drifts back down and returns to her feet in front of you. "All done?"\n\n"Yeah, you probably don't wanna know what I took out of your room, less embarrassing for both of us really. What's next?"\n\n"I guess reduce the extent of all those defects on the outside of the house... it'd be weird if they went away and she just didn't care about them at all anymore, I guess. And definitely..." You pause, frowning. "Removing those signs and those friggin' creepy chalk outlines won't just, like, make her cross the road without looking, right?"\n\n"No, that would probably just remove her extra fear of it being an impending danger to children. Notice how the road itself's still a little intimidating looking?" Roberta notes as the two of you walk back outside. "Most people view roads like that in their mental landscapes. Well, some don't, you've probably seen 'em, the sorts that just stroll across the road without checking like traffic's somebody else's problem."\n\nYeaaah. Anyway, you watch as Roberta pulls something that looks a lot like one of those 'magic eraser' cleaning sponges out of her hoodie pocket and flies around the house, scrubbing at the edges of the glaring defects until they're greatly reduced in size. She zips over to the street and does the same there, scrubbing away the chalk outlines... and smacking several cars that come speeding along and try to hit her and causing them to disappear, which makes you nearly faint each time. You try your best to calm your racing heart while she's walking along the sidewalk plucking out the danger signs like weeds, tossing them in a garbage bin that appears and then disappears with them. "There we go. Anything else?"\n\nYou spend a few minutes thinking of a few other small tweaks to make, but then finally decide there's not a lot more you can do. "Let's head back, I guess."\n\n"Alright, returning to meatspace! Thanks for using MentaGuide, hope you enjoyed your trip!" Roberta chirps as everything distorts and wobbles again... or, well, maybe un-distorts, since everything around you seems to sort of 'collapse' into being back to normal.\n\nYou glance around, noting that Roberta's disappeared... well, that makes sense, you guess. You head back inside, cautiously peeking into the kitchen once you're back in the house.\n\n"Hm? That was quick," your mother notes, seeming the same as ever as she glances over at you. \n\n"Ah... I was just checking the mailbox," you reply after a moment.\n\n"I already picked up the mail, nothing for you I'm afraid, dear. Did you order something?"\n\n"Kinda... nevermind, no big."\n\nShe seems... very normal, all through dinner and after. You wind up going through your own normal evening routine, messing around on the computer until it's time for bed. You eventually set your tablet aside and tuck your hands under the back of your head, staring at the ceiling. "... Hope this doesn't screw anything up..."\n\n"It'll be fiiiine! Probably!"\n\n"Gyah!" You jump a bit, twisting on the bed to see a familiar figure standing next to it... albeit less flashy than before, the skeleton designs on her clothes no longer glowing, in muted shades of white, grey, and black instead, the inner lining of her hoodie orange instead of with that eerie glow. "Roberta?! What are you doing here?!"\n\n<img src="images/Roberta2.jpg">\n\n"Hm? I'm always around. I mean, you've still got the app, right, and I'm connected to that." Roberta pulls her legs up and sits with them folded in midair, hands gripping the toes of her boots. "Basically so that you can see me no matter what reality is, my existence is layered into your perception. Short version, only you can see me... bonus, though, is that even if you talk to me in a crowded room, no one notices."\n\n"... Ah, is it because since you're on a different level of perception, I really only think I'm talking to you?"\n\n"Pretty much! I do like how quick you catch on, once you adapt."\n\n"Thanks." It's pretty weird having a girl in your room at night, but... Roberta just kind of gives off this feeling of not being, well... human. Maybe that's why it's easier to relax and accept her presence as you resume your earlier pose. "... Hey, Roberta? Do you think the changes we made will really make my mom happier?"\n\n"Hmmm... human happiness isn't really something that can be measured on an objective scale, you know?" Roberta answers after a moment's consideration, tilting her head as she looks at you. "Sometimes humans try to make checklists of how to judge happiness, but from what I can tell it doesn't seem to work like that."\n\n"From what you can tell?" You glance over at her again curiously.\n\n"I mean I have feelings too, but they're different than yours. I don't work quite the same way. You probably could make a checklist of my happiness, y'know? So human emotions are an outside perspective for me, I mostly can hazard a guess from cause and effect. But I will say, the changes you made, they're pretty sure to lead to greater mental stability and balance, and a clearer perception of the world. Pyschological health is... not the <i>same</i> as happiness," Roberta muses aloud, glancing upward. "But I think it's tied in there pretty close. So yeah I think she'll be happier."\n\n"I hope so." You wag your feet back and forth a bit as you restlessly turn over the ideas. "... If it works, I wonder if I could use it on other people too. Like that'd be a good thing, right?"\n\n"Making more people happy, or more people mentally healthy?"\n\n"Both?"\n\n"I mean it's not always the same thing. Some people are pretty happy because of their derangements," Roberta notes wryly. "Which generally involve making other people unhappy. But yeah I guess if you fixed extremely warped perceptions like that, they'd be happy in a more 'normal' way. And stop hurting others too, most likely."\n\n"Could I do that, do you think?"\n\n"I mean it's your app, you can do whatever you want with it. But it won't always be as easy as it was today." At your curious look, Roberta continues, leaning forward and floating a bit closer to your bed. "Some people have what are called 'Shells' around their mental landscapes. It's a sort of built-up layer of views and perceptions that forms as a kind of extra barrier, because they've rejected certain aspects of the real world long enough to form a cognitive disconnect. You have to get through the Shell before you can actually make any alterations to their mental landscape... and if you want them to become mentally healthy, you have to destroy the Shell, because having one of those and being mentally healthy are pretty much mutually exclusive."\n\n"Huh. So it's like... basically the manifestation of their justification for being a bad person?" you ask with a frown.\n\n"Not a 'bad person', necessarily, not the way you mean it," Roberta answers, holding up a finger and wagging it in negation. "You don't have to be some kind of villain or a jerk to have a Shell. You've got the justification part right though... the Shell is the cognitive manifestation of their disconnect from reality that they use to justify their views of their self-image to themselves. Sometimes that self-image is positive, like they think they're hot shit even if they're just shit... but it can also be negative, the justifications they give themselves for self-loathing and insisting nobody loves them even if that's not true. A 'good' person with extremely low self-esteem is just as likely to have a Shell as an egomaniac who abuses others."\n\n"But if you can get past or... destroy... this Shell thing, and change their mental landscape, you can change anybody?"\n\n"Hmmmm, anybody you can get to," Roberta amends. "You either have to be close enough for the app to detect them or you have to know their name, and then you either have to be physically close to them or be able to get to the place they consider their home."\n\n"Oh. Like when you guided me out to the front of the house?"\n\n"Yup, that was me! Though really I could've done it from the hallway or living room, those were plenty close enough... I just wanted you to get an idea of how it works the first time," Roberta explains in a happy tone, bobbing her head back and forth. "But yeah, someone's mental self image generally exists in two different places... where they consider their home, and their current actual physical location. Once we're in the mental landscape it's much easier for me to move us around and get us to where we need to go to make changes, but you still need to be one of those places to start."\n\nSo no changing politicians into actual public servants without a trip to DC, got it. You lay there for a few minutes, then glance at Roberta. "Um... no offense, but could you kinda... disappear or something? It's just kind of weird trying to sleep with you hovering there."\n\n"Oh! Sure, got it, no prob. I'll pop back in in the morning," Roberta replies before flickering out of sight.\n\nIn the morning you head down to breakfast, blinking a little at your mother since she's humming quietly while cooking. You settle in at the table, noting that she does seem to have an extra spring in her step. "Hey Mom. In a good mood?"\n\n"Hm? Oh, yes, I suppose," she answers, smiling at you a bit more... well, naturally than usual, you guess you'd say. Maybe a little less like you were just learning to sit upright a little ahead of schedule. "I guess I woke up feeling good today for no real reason."\n\n"Hey, looks like it worked!" Roberta declares as she <i>poofs</i> into being nearby.\n\nYou sideglance at her, then risk turning your head. "Looks like it." When your mother doesn't ask who the heck you're talking to, you continue. "I mean it's not a huge change but then it's not like she was miserable before, right?"\n\n"Right. Bigger changes can happen overnight too, or may take a few days to set in. So now that you've proven this works to yourself, who's next?"\n\n<hr>\n[[One of your friends.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[A school bully.|QOMeta1x4]]

You guess you could make a couple of changes. Y'know, while you're here. Just to get more of a feel for this whole process. "Yeah let's do some more stuff here."\n\n"Cool. So what's on the agenda?" Roberta asks, clapping her hands together and rubbing them vigorously. "There's lots of stuff we can do and practically all the time in the world to do it in, the more creative you get the more we can change!"\n\nBefore you answer her, you pause and consider, "Are these changes going to happen right away? Like if I go back after changing stuff, will she instantly be different?"\n\n"Nah, humans aren't built to react to changes in cognition quite that fast. There may be some immediate effects... mild distraction... but most of it won't kick in until after they sleep. That's sort of when the brain sorts things out and does a soft reboot anyway, so any changes you make now will probably show up tomorrow."\n\n<hr>\n[[Work on making her happier.|QOMeta1x3]]\n\n[[Change her personality.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[Change her perceptions of you.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[Go wild.|QOMeta]]

"There's this girl named Sandra... she's pretty mean, I've always done my best to escape her notice," you admit as you approach the school. "She's pretty vicious with getting social pressure put on someone... if we made it so that she was more stable and didn't want to act like that towards people, I'm not the only one who'd feel less scared when coming to school."\n\n"Put her name in the app and let's see," Roberta says as she hovers over closer.\n\n"Aren't... you the app?"\n\n"Yes and no, I'm part of it. Look just type her full name in, it'll make things easier."\n\nShrugging, you type in Sandra's name in the search bar. It's sort of weird to hear Roberta's voice come out of your phone's speakers when she's next to you with her mouth not moving.\n\n"Match found. Do you wish to begin navigation?"\n\n"Ah, yeah, see that red turtle shell icon next to her name?" the Roberta next to you says, pointing. "That means she has a Shell. If you begin navigation now it'll lead you to where her Shell is strongest."\n\n"Huh? Not her home or where she is?"\n\n"Those will still work for entering the mental landscape, but you'd still have to go to where the Shell is concentrated. Considering her age and that she's a bully, that's almost certainly the school. Hit the nav button and see. Yup!" she chirps as the purple line leads right up to the front of the school. "Hey, wanna take a look at it?"\n\n"But school's about to... oh, right, time practically doesn't pass while we're over there." You consider briefly. "... Are we close enough yet?"\n\n"A little closer. A little... yeah there we go. Try hitting 'Enter' now."\n\nYou tap the button with your thumb, bracing yourself as the wobbly, bulging, strange effect passes over the world. Actually... not a lot changes, except for a lot of the cars turning into rusted, sputtering jalopies, the school buses turning into rickety wooden wagons, and the handful of luxury cars in the parking lot and drive turning into gilt carriages. It's not until the distortions pass over the school that the biggest changes hit, your jaw dropping at the sight of it. It gets bigger, you kind of thought it would, but also there are huge sections of it that turn into... piles. Well, not quite piles, more like giant cone-shaped towers made out of pill-shaped dirt-colored bricks. You notice that there are still students steadily streaming into the building... but now they're all wearing shiny reddish-orange latex one-pieces with matching high boots and gloves, and weird goggles that give them compound eyes, and bobbly antennae headbands.\n\n"Ohhhh, an ant colony, huh? Or at least her perception of one, since I'm sure she likes the idea of being the 'queen'," Roberta muses aloud, unfazed by the fantastic scenery. "I'm surprised it's not bees. Ah, but no, the winding hallways of the school are definitely more like what you see in an ant farm, right? Plus ants don't die after they bite."\n\n"This is... so weird," you murmur, more to yourself than to Roberta, though you look at her for your next observation. "They're all moving around, though, instead of just standing there like before."\n\n"Ah, yeah, Shells are livelier and way more interactive than internal mindscapes," Roberta explains with a bob of the head. "Since they're more of a reflection of how the person actually lives their life, instead of just their mental state."\n\n"That makes sense... if it reflects actually living day to day, it couldn't all just be a bunch of people standing around," you mutter, raising a hand to rub the back of your neck... then blinking at your arm. Or rather what's covering it, a sleeve that gives a waivery 'Predator' effect of invisibility. "Uh... what am I wearing?" you add, glancing down and doing a back-and-forth as you watch the movements of what's probably a long coat, but is... well, invisible, as is every bit of you it covers.\n\n"That's just your Shell Armor." At your blank look, Roberta sighs. "I never know when you're gonna make a leap and when you need it explained. Okay, right now your existence is both physical and mental making it the sum total of your reality, and you've bumped up against someone else's Shell... a defense their mentality has <i>against</i> reality. The Shell automatically tries to push you out, which causes your existence to reflexively form its own sort of Shell to shield you and keep your existence grounded... a sort of wearable version, or, y'know, armor. In your case, because you're always trying to avoid being noticed, your Shell Armor is something that literally lets you pass unseen."\n\n"... Cool," you murmur, patting yourself down a bit.\n\n"Hm. But yeah, this is a pretty advanced Shell for someone so young," Roberta muses as she turns back towards the school-turned-anthills. "Which means her Shell Self Image is probably really strong."\n\n"Shell Self Image... the version of herself that she sees as going with all this?" You manage to find the pockets of your invisible jacket and tuck your hands into them. "So she'd be the Queen Ant, right? And like all of this she's mobile, interactive... and would probably defend the Shell from being destroyed."\n\n"Now there's the intuitive Jamie I like. Yup, got it in one, basically. Sandra's Shell Self Image is basically the boss monster of this place... and she's a load-bearing boss, too."\n\n"So defeat Shell Self Image Sandra, and the rest of the Shell collapses, allowing us to get to her real mental landscape." You frown though. "Would that hurt her? Killing her self image in the Shell, I mean."\n\n"Nah. The Shell collapsing would probably make her nervous and edgy, especially if we didn't make any further changes to her real mentality. But if we just left after that, in a few days the Shell would probably reform exactly as it was, Shell Self Image and all. Hurting or killing someone's <i>actual</i> self image would definitely be bad, but the Shell version's safe to do whatever to." Roberta hmmms as she looks the building over. "Though... by yourself I definitely don't think you'd be able to beat her Shell Self Image. You're just not strong enough yet, and there's only one of you."\n\n"One of me?" You blink. "So I could bring other people with me?"\n\n"... Well you <i>could</i>," Roberta answers a little hesitantly. "But I think you should be careful about that."\n\n"How come? I mean... it'd be pretty weird to explain to my friends, but I think they'd be on board with it if I could get them to believe me."\n\n"Because the MentaGuide app is 'viral'... anyone you bring into a mental landscape with you gets a copy on their own smartphone," the spirit explains, making you blink. "So if you bring other people in, they'll be able to use the app on their own after that."\n\n"But they wouldn't have you, would they?"\n\n"Sure they would. I'm part of the app, remember? They'd have their own Roberta that would be as loyal to them as I am to you, which is to say, pretty much completely."\n\n"... Huh. So if I brought Kevin and Maya in here, there'd be three Robertas too?"\n\n"Nope, only one." At your confused look, she shrugs. "By my nature I can't multi-exist when put on the same cognitive plane... in reality I'm really on your cognitive plane, that's why you can see me and talk to me without anyone else noticing. In here those other versions of me would all merge into one... but I'd assume all their loyalties, meaning I couldn't make any changes myself unless whoever else had a Roberta also agreed to those changes. Or wasn't currently able to argue, like being knocked out or something." She floats in close again. "Hey, there's another option, y'know. I could just bring in some cognitions as backup."\n\n"Cognitions as backup? Would that work?"\n\n"Sure! I could make a copy of your friends' self images, then create them as cognitions in here. I can create anything in here, really, just like if we were in a mental landscape, as long as we're not inside the Shell proper. A few alterations, and they'd be loyal, subservient assistance that you wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt. ... They'd be a bit more limited, obviously," she admits with a tilt of the head. "Removed from their own environment and altered, they'd basically just be sort of shadows or echoes of your friends, they wouldn't have creativity or be able to suggest things. But hey, more warm bodies with hands to hold weapons!"\n\nHm... sounds like Roberta's worried about the idea of the app spreading for some reason. Still, you feel like you could trust your friends with this... they're not, like, Heroes of Justice or anything but neither of them is a fan of Sandra, or bullies in general. But you guess just shadows of them would maybe be okay, since it would also keep the genuine articles safe (and not involve you trying to explain all of this to the other two). Or you could just try to sneak through the Shell to get to Sandra's real mental landscape and make changes there, Roberta said that would take more time and visits, but once you figure out the path through the Shell you shouldn't have to worry too much.\n\n<hr>\n[[Recruit Kevin and Maya.|QOMeta2x1]]\n\n[[Recruit copies of Kevin and Maya.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[This is a stealth mission.|QOMeta1x6]]

Deciding to walk to school to give yourself more time to consider, you set out with Roberta lifting off the ground and floating beside you, since she apparently figures that's easier than trying to fit side-by-side on the sidewalk. "So I'm thinking, maybe the next person we should make happy is someone who makes other people unhappy."\n\n"Sure sure, abusing others is generally a sign of warped perceptions and a pretty dark mental landscape," Roberta agrees, nodding along as she floats with her hands in her pockets. "By bringing their self-image more in line with their actual self and eliminating the massive distortions in how they see the world, they're more likely to stop hurting other people, and probably even become contrite about what they did."\n\n"There's definitely certain people at school that could stand to have an attitude adjustment to make them better people," you say with a nod of your own. "Some of the more threatening bullies and stuff."\n\n"Keep in mind, dedicated bullies are almost certain to have a Shell," the floating spirit cautions. "So you'd have to get past it or destroy it to make any really meaningful changes."\n\nThat makes you frown a little as you come to a stop at an intersection, waiting for the light to change. "You said that before, that I could only make certain changes if I somehow got past the Shell without destroying it. Like what kind and how much?"\n\n"The 'how much' is more important than 'what kind'. Basically you could only make one or two changes if the Shell is still up, at <i>most</i> three if you get more in tune with the app. I guess, depending on the changes, you could go in and gradually alter the person's mental landscape bit by bit. It'd be a longer and more involved process, but if you changed them a bit at a time I guess eventually the Shell might collapse on its own as their worldview sorted itself out."\n\n"So not the sort of thing we could do in one trip."\n\n"Considering the sort of distorted image levels that cause a Shell to form, it'd definitely take multiple trips, at least six or seven, maybe more. That's assuming it doesn't take longer for the mental changes to take affect, since a mindscape with a Shell is going to resist adapting to the changes in it a bit harder than an already healthy mentality with only mild distortions."\n\n"Hm. Got it. So either we go big and destroy the Shell, or we have to put in repeated trips of sneaking through the Shell to get at the person's mental landscape."\n\n"Right!" Roberta grins. "So, who are we gonna go after, hm?"\n\n<hr>\n[[A guy bully.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[A girl bully.|QOMeta1x5]]

Though you've been completely unnoticed so far, you decide you shouldn't push it by playing tourist... you're alone in here, after all, no one to watch your back or rescue you if things go wrong. (Well, you guess Roberta is kind of watching your back, but you're not sure how much she can actually see in here, and she definitely can't rescue you.)\n\nYou continue following the hallways, trying to lean into the drawing sensation that you can focus on a little more clearly now that you've been told for sure it's real. Gradually you notice that the lines of students are turning a little more sparse, really only a couple of them in the lines at a time, though they're also getting more attractive as you go. And... well, it's hard not to notice that the guys are getting more erect the further in you get. Eventually though you arrive at the classroom where Sandra has her first class of the day... well, what was a classroom. Now it's more like a cathedral, or maybe a throne room since Sandra's lounging on a massive anthill-shaped throne in the center of it. She's probably a good nine feet tall, her body luscious in proportions with huge breasts and utterly perfect hips and legs. Even if that weren't enough, you'd probably still wind up staring, because there's a lot going on here. It's not just that her wings and antennae seem to be real, or that she's otherwise completely naked except for a lot of ant-themed gold jewelry. It's not just that she's being literally waited on hand and foot by ant-costumed students and at least one teacher (who are giving her a simultaneous manicure and pedicure). It's not even that several female students are... well... <i>milking</i> male students, who are cumming into glasses (and filling them) to be lined up within easy reach of the throne.\n\nIt's that the walls are lined with cages, and inside those cages are huddled meek, trembling students in similar outfits to everyone else you've seen so far, but clearly done up to resemble other bugs, most of them green and with wings. The worst thing isn't even that you recognize some of them... students basically like yourself, timid nerds with few friends and no real social standing in the school... it's that you see <i>yourself</i>! From the black one-piece and the red goggles, it looks like you... or rather, the cognitive version of you... are just a fly to her, trembling and clinging to the bars of his cage, mouthing what looks like 'Help meeeee!' over and over again.\n\n"Pst, Jamie!" Roberta's voice suddenly whispers right in your ear, making you jump a little. "Look there! Directly across the room from us, almost, behind her throne!" You follow her directions, and spot one of the cells where the bars are askew just enough to get through, and it looks like the back wall has collapsed. "That's our way into Sandra's actual mindscape!"\n\n"R-right," you whisper back. "We can probably make it if we stick around the edges of the room..."\n\n"Don't be so sure... Sandra's Shell Self Image is probably way more perceptive than all these 'minions', if you tried to flit by out in the open she'd probably see you, Shell Armor or no Shell Armor. We need to wait for her to be distracted..."\n\nAs if on cue, the massive cognition of Sandra rises to her feet, enlarged breasts giving a single heavy bounce and her almost floor-length strawberry blonde braid swaying behind her, the lines-of-ants shaped chains wrapped around it glittering in the light. "Another glorious day of being Queen, and keeping <i>insects</i> like these where they belong! Underneath me, heheheh... maybe I'll pick out one to devour today, hm?"\n\nThe words send a chill down your spine, but Roberta speaks up. "This is our chance! When she goes to speak out, we can probably dart over and then hide right behind her throne, and while she's doing <i>whatever</i> with one of these cognitions make the rest of the dash to get into that cell!"\n\n"Got it," you whisper back, nodding. You try to ignore the lascivious sight of Sandra's boobs and butt jiggling as she strolls forward towards the wall of cages, waiting until it looks like she's thoroughly engrossed in picking out her victim to dart forward and go running along the wall in the opposite direction. When you've got a line of movement that's away from the servant 'ants' around the throne, you dash forward and hug on to the back of it, settling into the shadows where no one's looking. Now all you have to do is wait, and-\n\n"Noooo! Help! Help meeee! Help meeeee!"\n\nYour blood runs cold at the sound of that voice. It's squeakier and whinier than you're used to, but it's still not hard to recognize. You quickly look out from behind the throne to see that the bars of one of the cages have slid open, and Sandra's grasped the cognitive version of you by the wings and his lifting him out of his cell, his limbs kicking feebly as she takes him down for whatever fate she has in store.\n\n"Hey, hey, remember it's just a mental image, right?" Roberta prompts urgently. "It has no real connection to you... in fact tomorrow it'll probably be back to normal just as it was, no matter what she does to it. Stay focused!"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Right. Stick to the plan.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[No! You have to save... you!|QOMeta]]\n\n[[... Fall back, new plan.|QOMeta1x8]]

Changing Sandra a bit more slowly over maybe a week's worth of effort by yourself still seems a lot less trouble in a way than dealing with the issues of explaining things to other people or having the weird feeling of shadows of your friends following you around. "I'll just handle this myself," you say after a moment, withdrawing your hands to reach up and pat around the collar of your invisible coat. Sure enough, it has a hood, which you pull up and forward.\n\n"Got it. Now listen, once you're inside the Shell, I won't be able to manifest very easily. I'll still be able to see you and hear you and talk to you, but unlike in the real world, the manifestations will be able to hear it if you talk to me. Otherwise, so long as you do your best to stay hidden and stealthy, your Shell Armor should keep you from being noticed. Oh, yeah, you better take this, too," she adds, pulling something out of her pocket and proffering it. You blink at first at the sight of it, your instant thought being 'Gun!', before you realize that it's definitely shaped all wrong for a real gun, with a lower guard connecting to the forepart of the white body. Well, that and the N7 painted on the side of it.\n\n<img src="images/n7_eagle_pistol.png">\n\n"Is this... the Eagle from Mass Effect?" you ask dubiously as you accept it and hold it up to take a look. It's... a really good replica, you'll give it that.\n\n"Yeah, I pulled it out of your own cognition. It should work decently well here, since this is all fiction and metaphor anyway. Well... if you run up against low-level cognitions like students anyway. Teachers will probably be stronger and might shrug off the first few blasts, and since you're by yourself, it probably wouldn't do a lot more than tickle Sandra's Shell Self Image."\n\n"Got it," you acknowledge, tucking the weapon inside your coat. Keeping low and close to the fence, you scurry forward along the sidewalk and up closer to the altered school and its massive piled-up additions. As you get closer you're able to make out more details of the cognitions of the students in their ant costumes, and can't help but stop and stare, your face going red beneath the shadow of your hood. They're not just tight, they're... form fitting. As in almost literally fitting exactly to the form of their bodies. Both the boys and girls are wearing similar one-pieces, with the girls' so tight that their nipples are entirely outlined and visible, their pussylips and the clefts between their legs rendered in red-orange latex. The boys, well... the latex fits completely around their shafts and balls, making them look sort of like they're wearing strapons, but the shapes and sizes are different enough that you have to figure they're just, well, on display. You really weren't expecting things to be <i>this</i> lewd. Trying to push the thoughts of it away for now, you stick close to the wall and slip through the door into the school when there's a gap in the line of ant-students making their way inside.\n\nThe interior of the school is far more maze-like than it is even normally, the hallways stretching on far longer and with more branches. There's a seemingly constant stream of the ant-costumed students walking along through them, not really seeming to be going anywhere necessarily... actually it seems like they may just be walking around through the maze endlessly in nice single-file lines. You have no real idea where you're going, other than that you have a general memory of where Sandra's homeroom class is... and weirdly there's definitely a sort of sense of 'gravity' that you can feel in certain directions, the very faintest pull that it's a little easier to go along with. You stick close to the walls and in what few shadows there are as you scuttle along, occasionally seeing a teacher here and there... their outfits are pretty much the same, albeit they have delicate-looking plastic wings attached to the backs of their one-pieces. Although... that definitely makes you curious enough about something that you feel like you need to know. Glancing around, you spot some nearby bathrooms and zip into the boys'... huh. Seems fairly normal, if sort of... blander and less defined than everything outside. "Roberta?" you say in a whisper.\n\n"Yeah," she answers quietly, if not quite as hushed. "It should be safe here. Even in a Shell there are some places that are relatively safe, places that in the real world the Shell's owner just doesn't think about pretty much ever. This is one of those."\n\n"Got it. But I noticed something weird. Isn't everyone kind of... um... hot?" You feel your face heat as well as you continue. "Like, I'm pretty sure that one teacher I passed was Ms. Mulgur, but she looked way younger and uh... perkier... than the real world version. I figured if this was based on Sandra's impressions of people she'd probably be, like, even older and uglier than the real thing."\n\n"In Sandra's actual mindscape that's probably true. Shells are a bit more, mmm... thematic? A lot of the time only a handful of people will have actual cognitive versions in a Shell, the ones closest to the owner or most prominent in their current thoughts. Everyone else that's less important just sort of adapts to the Shell's dynamic, which is influenced by their own thoughts and emotions. And y'know. Teenager. She's horny. So everyone's hot and sexy."\n\n... Yeah you can see that. It does vaguely make you consider a question that you've been avoiding thinking of or asking... what's your mental landscape like? Do you have a Shell? But you brush that aside as something you're still definitely not ready to deal with still. Instead you say, "I'm not sure whether I'm making any progress, her version of the school here is a literal maze."\n\n"You're getting closer. Feel that sort of 'pull'? It's... hm, there's a lot to go into, but let's just say that in a cognitive relam like this, actual consciousnesses tend to be drawn towards each other. You're being pulled towards Sandra's actual mind, which is echoed in her Shell Self Image... and wherever that is, there'll be an access point to her actual mindscape."\n\nHuh. So sounds like if you keep following that feel of 'gravity' you'll get there. Although you're a little curious as to what else there is in the Shell, if it's... well, if it's a hot girl like Sandra being Horny On Main.\n\n<hr>\n[[Go exploring.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[Find the access point.|QOMeta1x7]]

"Hey, what if we got some help from right inside here?" you suggest.\n\n"You mean inside Sandra's Shell? I mean, I guess that's not impossible, depending on how you mean it." Roberta rubs her chin thoughtfully. "What did you have in mind?"\n\n<hr>\n[["An enemy."|QOMeta1x10]]\n\n[["A rebellion."|QOMeta]]

As Queen Sandra turns and carries Fly Jamie towards a section of the room, you take the chance to make another run for it... back the way you came, zipping back to the entrance of the room and into the hall, doing your best to quickly backtrack your steps.\n\n"What're you doing, what's up?" Roberta asks in your ear, sounding confused. "Do you not want to get into her mindscape anymore?"\n\n"Yeah, but I've decided to change the plan... we're gonna take down her Shell first," you reply quietly. "This is too messed up, I wanna destroy it."\n\n"Hm, that will make editing her mindscape a lot easier anyway, I guess. But it seemed like before, you didn't want to bring in anyone else, even outside cognitions. You can't defeat that cognition on your own, no way... she's actually a bit stronger than I even originally thought. You'd absolutely need help to take her on."\n\nThat's true, and you keep turning it over in your mind as you make your way back out of the Shell's version of the school. Still, there has to be something you can do to bring this place down, you think as you return to the sidewalk outside the school and lower your hood, rubbing at the back of your slightly sweaty head as you consider.\n\n<hr>\n[[Something here in the Shell...|QOMeta1x9]]\n\n[[Something in the real world...|QOMeta]]

"Hey, Hopita," you ask. "Do you know anything about robot girls?"\n\n"Hmm? Yeah, they're pretty rare, and even then the most common of them are Robokos," Hopita explains, quirking her eyebrows. "It's fairly obvious someone makes them, but no one's ever actually spoken to anyone who's made or knows how to make a Roboko. They're apparently a bit on the overcurious side so they tend to wind up busted up if they go wandering around in the wilderness."\n\n"That would explain a few things," you murmur.\n\n"Why, did you find a Roboko?" Hopita asks, her ears perking up a bit. At your nod, she grins. "Well that's cool! Did you get her all assembled?"\n\n"Yeah, but she just stands there. I'm pretty sure her battery is run down, and I have no idea how to charge her."\n\n"Ah, yeah, that'd make sense. Thing is, Robokos need a special charging station... they know how to make one themselves, but obviously you can't have her do that if she's powered down." Then she grins. "Lucky for you, I just so happen to have one in stock."\n\n"Huh, really?" you ask, perking up a bit yourself.\n\n"Yup! A Roboko came through a few years ago, said she was moving on to another town and it would be easier for her to make a new charging station when she got there than carry hers with her, so she sold it to me. Hmmm..." Hopita taps a finger along her cheek, glancing upward. "On the one hand, she sold it to me for a song and it's not like there's a lot of demand. ... On the other hand, your demand is kiiiind of leaving you with nowhere else to turn, isn'it?" she adds with her usual wicked grin.\n\nYou just give her a flat look. "How much?"\n\n"Oh, I won't gouge you too bad. 500 FD and call it done! Small price to pay for acquiring one of the most loyal and versatile types of monster girl out there! Alternatively, if you don't want to pay for the power station, I'll buy her for 1500 FD. Since I've already got the charging station and all. If you don't want to do either today, I'll just stick the charging station in the home upgrades section." <<if $interior is "basic">>She pauses briefly as if remembering something. "Oh, speaking of which, you'll have to upgrade the interior of your farmhouse for $300 FD before you install the charging station, though."\n\n"Eh? How come?" you ask with a blink.\n\n"Old wiring. The charging station is 'fast charging enabled' which means it can pull a fair bit of juice. The refurb of the interior of your house comes with a wiring upgrade, and you'd need that to make sure nothing, y'know... catches on fire or explodes."\n\n"... I don't wanna explode, Hopita."\n\n"Then upgrade your damn wiring!"<<endif>>\n<<set $askhopitacogami to true>>\n<hr>\n<<if $interior is "basic">><<if $fd >= 800>>[[Refurbish the interior and buy the charging station.|BuyChargeStation1]]<<else>>You can't afford to both upgrade your interior and buy the charging station.<<endif>><<else>><<if $fd >= 500>>[[Buy the charging station.|BuyChargeStation2]]<<else>>You can't afford the charging station.<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n[[Sell the Roboko to Hopita.|SellCogami1]]\n\n[[Decide later.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Let's see what it gives you as an item... if nothing else it might actually give you a preview of what would be through the door. You slip the key into the lock, again taking a moment to be a little mystified at how things fit despite being entirely disparate sizes... it's almost faintly lewd, in a way. But in any event you turn until you hear the click, then swing open the lid to reveal... a wristwatch?\n\nOr, no, it's actually a bracelet that's just made to look like a wristwatch, it looks like. A fairly fancy one with an intricate silver band (you assume real silver?), and a decorated circular part with a raised edge, but the crystal plane held inside isn't covering actual watch hands, but more little symbols engraved in different metals and maybe gems inside. Huh. It's such an odd little item that without really thinking about it you pick it up and slip it on, barely having to touch the clasp together before it fastens. Fits perfectly too, that's wild!\n\nThen you jump as the crystal projects a flat plane into the air, a faintly glowing blue square with golden text appearing on it line by line.\n\n<center>REGISTERING\nJameson Kinsington ("Jamie")\nHuman\nNo Titles\n\nLevel: 0\nClass: None (Available: 0)\nBloodline: None (Available: 3)\nSkills: None (Available: All)</center>\n\n... Uh. Everything else aside that's kind of... hurting your feelings somehow?\n\nWhile you're still dealing with the strange mixture of shock and feeling insulted from finding you have no class or skills or even a level according to this screen, the screen's display text changes to a small blurb with three options, each with a little button beneath them.\n\n<center>Leveling assistance is available. Please select a type of leveling assistance to optimize your leveling experience.\n\n<b>Enhanced Leveling</b>\nYou will receive large bonuses to experience gain, and requirements to unlock various skills, abilities, and titles will be lowered.\n[[[Activate Enhanced Leveling]|QOLvl]]\n\n<b>Leveling Guidance</b>\nYou will be provided with hints, tips, and occasionally automatic skill unlocks in order to assist your leveling.\n[[[Activate Leveling Guidance]|QOLvl]]\n\n<b>Unlock Bloodline</b>\nOne of your latent bloodlines will be activated. You will gain all skills and abilities available to it up to level three, and negative traits will be negated. You will receive no further leveling assistance.\n[[[Activate Unlock Bloodline]|QOLvl1x2]]</center>\n\nThat is a lot of use of the word "leveling". But it seems like this thing... is designed to allow you to level up like a video game character? And it wants you to pick the sort of assistance it will give you? ... That's pretty cool, you guess. Uh, okay, sounds like Enhanced Leveling means you can just... do stuff... but you'll actually improve at it way faster and be able to do more things with it. And Leveling Guidance will... tell you what to do to get what you want? Admittedly that's sort of appealing, it sounds like it's almost like giving you a cheat guide for social interaction, the dream of every shy introvert. And the other...\n\n... why the actual fuck do you have three "bloodlines" available?!\n\nAhem. You're not usually much for profanity, but that's really weird. And... makes you curious. So... but also what if it turns you into something weird? Enh.

Maybe it's the horror of seeing the rushing press of students trying to strip your friends that strikes deep into the heart of you. Maybe it's what Kevin said, about not being a hero, and how you realize you've been running away from anything even vaguely like standing out or saving anyone your entire life. And that you're being urged to do it again, when so much is on the line. And for some reason, all you can think of is the lyrics of a song you once heard, one that stuck inside you and sent tingles across your skin, that part of you felt deeply in a way few others had, that you can hear so clearly now that it's like it's pounding through the hallway and drowning out the pounding of feet on the floor, the shouts of the cognitions, and the cries of your friends.\n\n<i>Who's gonna fight for what's right?\nWho's gonna help us survive?\nWe're in the fight of our lives\nAnd we're not ready to die\n\nWho's gonna fight for the weak?\nWho's gonna make them believe?\nI've got a hero\nI've got a hero living in me</i>\n\nYou let out a scream that staggers every ant-student cognition in the hallway as it feels like the lyrics are blaring from a loudspeaker in your mind, your mask shattering, fragments twisting into something angular as your invisible coat explodes into a burst of brilliance that causes the mental horde to shrink back from it shielding their eyes.\n\n<i>I'm gonna fight for what's right!\nToday I'm speaking my mind!\nAnd if it kills me tonight\nI will be ready to die!</i>\n\nYou can feel something ripping from you, tearing out of you, like part of you that you'd never realized was a part of you was pulling itself free, hauling itself out of your back in a burst of light and a blast of distortion, Roberta rising from you like a ghost, her glowing yellow bone-patterns shifting into blazing silver luminence, her voice echoing across what feels like your entire existence. "<i>I am the song that stirs your soul! I am the lyrics that give voice to your heart! I am the melody by which you define yourself!</i>!"\n\n<i>A hero's not afraid to give his life\nA hero's gonna save me just in time</i>\n\n"<i>I am <b>Hero</b>!</i>"\n\n"Get the <i>fuck</i> away from my friends!" you snarl, hands diving beneath the blazing colors of your coat and coming up with a pair of massive handguns that thunder like the world ending as you fire into the attackers.\n\nAnt-student cognitions shriek as they're hit, immediately bursting into clouds of dust that fade away before they can even fall to the floor. Most flee, obviously terrified by the sight of the brilliant being standing before them and the shining phantasm rising from its back, if not the explosions from the weapons it's wielding. The rest foolishly try to charge you, but you're feeling no fear, and step right forward to meet them, blasting away in a whirl of your coat and a twist of your guns, taking out a cognition with every shot and even a few well-timed pistol-whippings. Eventually all of the cognitions have either retreated or been dusted, and you finally lower the guns, breathing heavily and feeling like your coat, no longer glowing so blindingly but still gently running and pulsing with colors, weighs a ton.\n\n"... W-whoa," Kuroneko murmurs, before hurriedly hauling her top back into place, cheeks colored a little, but mostly her eyes wide as she looks at you. "Are you okay, Ja-... Yurei?"\n\n"Y-yeah. I think so." You glance down at yourself, then shake your head. "I'm tired as hell and have a headache like I've been listening to heavy metal at max volume for like an hour."\n\n"What the heck happened?" Shuen gets to his feet, glancing around. "It looked like Roberta... came out of you? But she was different. And she's not there now."\n\n"I dunno." You shake your head.\n\n"Well. I guess maybe we should just believe in the you that believes in us or something?" Shuen says after a moment, smirking.\n\n"... Huh?" At his tap of the bridge of his nose, you reach up to feel for your mask... which has been replaced by a distinctly wing-shaped pair of glasses. "Oh man, that's... I seriously didn't pick that out," you complain to them.\n\n"Kinda think you did," Kuroneko says dryly, before glancing around. "They're gone, but they'll be back. Geez, after that maybe we ought to get out of here, especially if Yurei's tired out."\n\n"We've already come all this way though, and check out the powerup he just got! We can just rest for a little while in the safe area," Shuen counters. "And maybe we can ask Roberta what happened in there too!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Leave.|QOMeta]]\n\n[[Rest and continue.|QOMeta2x4]]

Oooo, Kevin would be a good one! He's fucking <i>hot</i>! And he's always been hotter than you... until now! But now he's hot, and you're hotter, and you definitely want to fuck your best guy friend's brains out!\n\nYou wheel around and start heading towards his house, and as you focus on him it's like the scent of him hits your nose and starts drawing you in. You never really realized before that you knew what Kevin smelled like, sort of a mildly tingly light scent like biscuits dusted with salt, along with a few other things. But as you get closer you realize he's actually in the woods out behind his house. Nice, that's as good as privacy!\n\nYou descend into the trees, rustling branches in passing before you land in one. Kevin had set up a little not-quite-campsite with a sleeping bag, cooler, and chair, and seems to be availing himself of the privacy of being somewhat deep in the woods to look at a dirty magazine, probably bought for him by his brother. (Kevin is always trying to get his hands on hardcopy porn, despite his popularity with girls... you do have to admit there's a certain allure to sneaking about with it, since you're currently not much afraid of the police.) You admit to being amused by the sight before you... your handsome friend, tall and leanly-toned, looking like a track runner or something, with his perfectly-rumpled blonde hair, clear grey eyes, and dashing good looks, sitting on a sleeping bag in the woods with his jeans and underwear off, a pair of gleaming purple satin panties wrapped around his cock as he lightly strokes himself with them while staring intently at what looks like an old issue of Hustler.\n\n(Sniff, sniff... oho, those are his sister's panties, too! Kevin you fuckin' lewd! ... Pretty brave too, honestly.)\n\nHe'd jumped a bit at the branches rustling, stopping his motions and looking up, then around nervously... clearly he quickly dismissed the branches rustling as just the passing of a large bird, but even that faint feeling of having his seclusion disturbed seems to have rattled him a little. You give him a few moments to calm his racing heart... you admit you enjoyed startling him and want to do it again... waiting until he's resumed looking at the magazine and stroking himself to drop down to the ground with a light thump.\n\nKevin yelps loudly and jumps to his feet, reflexively tossing the magazine but winding up standing there in nothing but a light hoodie and the panties dangling off his jutting prick, his eyes wide. He splutters in complete shock for a moment as he sees you straightening up, before managing a choked, "Jamie?!"\n\n"Mm-hmmm," you coo, putting your fists on your hips and posing a bit.\n\n"W-w-w-what the fuck, man? What's happened to you?!"\n\n"I tried out the most <i>bangin'</i> new soda, bud!" you chirp, letting out a giggle, before glancing downward at first your (much larger) stiff cock and then over at his. "Speaking of banging..."\n\n"... wha?" Kevin says, his brain obviously having bluescreened and become incapable of processing any implying of implications.\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh nothing. Look into my eyes."|QODD]]\n\n[["Wanna see a magic trick?"|QODD]]\n\n[["Here, lemme take care of that for you."|QODD]]\n\n[["Anyway I'm gonna rape you now and you're gonna like it."|QODD]]

This one is just <i>so</i> different from the others that it definitely sparks your curiosity. You'd wonder how what you're assuming is the insertion portion, since it's thinner and has little metal bits on it, would fit in any lock... but then the other key really shouldn't have fit in the keyhole on the lockbox, so you guess you don't need to worry about that. So now to try it in...\n\n<hr>\n[[... your closet door.|QOKeys3x2]]\n\n[[... the toolbox.|QOKeys4x1]]\n\n[[... your computer?|QOKeys]]

Eh, what the heck, since probably none of them work you may as well try this one. You select the app and go through checkout, then blink as your phone chimes. Did you even put in your number or whatever? You pull your phone out and find that it has indeed installed a new program, and even stuck an icon on your main screen (a bunch of green ones and zeroes, very original guys). Shrugging, you tap it to open the app. The screen's very simple, there's an area to tap to enter text, and a button with a microphone symbol on it. A popup appears reading 'Welcome to AutoHacker! If you could afford this app, you're probably rich enough not to need to hack a bank, but hey, you never know! Just input your request in the text field, or hit the button and give a voice command. Giving specifics such as the name of the system to hack helps resolve the request faster but isn't absolutely necessary. The program's wake word is "Glitch".'\n\nHuh. Okaaay. ... Eh, may as well test it, right? You bring up your school's web page and sign in to bring up your class schedule. You were kind of annoyed that you wound up not having even a single class with your friend Maya this year, so if you actually had hacking skills you could fix that. May as well fantasize, you suppose. Tapping the microphone, you say, "Glitch, hack the Deviville High School system and put me in all the same classes as Maya."\n\nYou realize a few seconds later you probably should have given it Maya's last name too, but oh well, not like it would really make any... aaaand your schedule just changed. Your jaw sags a bit... you recognize enough of the classes Maya mentioned having that you're almost certain you both now have the same schedule. It actually worked?! You refresh a few times, and log out and back in, but it does indeed show your new schedule... in fact you get a notification in your email a minute later about your class transfer. The app legit had your whole schedule changed for you!\n\nYou have to test this out a bit more. You hesitate some, but finally get up and head back downstairs.\n\n"Jamie, are you going out? But dinner's soon!"\n\n"I'm just going down the block!" you call back. And indeed you are... down the block to the ATM machine that's beside the convenience store. You kind of can't believe you're doing this, but the heady feeling that it might actually work just won't go away. You pause a bit distant from the ATM, eyeing the camera pointed at it. ... Hm. Bringing your phone up, you say, "Glitch, turn off the camera at the ATM in front of me." You've gotta figure something called 'AutoHacker' has access to your phone's GPS.\n\nThe light that had been slowly blinking below the camera goes out a second later. Wow. Walking up to the ATM, you take a deep breath and then say, "Glitch, have this ATM dispense $1000."\n\n<i>Bzzzt-bzz-bzz-bzz!</i> There's a few noises from within the ATM, before the slot opens and a thick wad of bills pushes out. Your eyes widen as you take it and hold it up. Holy crap, holy crap, it worked! ... It worked and you now have $1000! You quickly stuff the cash in your wallet and scurry home, feeling dazed. You've got an app that can hack any computer using simple voice commands!\n\n<hr>\n[[Immediately go mad with power.|QONile]]\n\n[[Calm down and don't mess with it too much.|QONile]]

You're supposed to be the one doing the testing, after all... you don't want to get in trouble for breaking the rules. (Not that you remember there being a lot of rules but you are, as a rule, cautious about following rules.) You pop open the can and-\n\nWow. That is a heck of a scent! It's <i>really</i> strong! The scent of something sweet and sort of almost... melon-y... hits you in the nose and makes you blink a few times. Wow, that's strong stuff. It's <i>noisy</i> too! You can hear the carbonation bubbling and fizzing away inside the can, almost like meat sizzling on the grill, even though it's not overflowing or bubbling up. Huh, seems like kinda potent stuff. Is this caffeinated? you muse, lifting the can up to carefully look it over. Uh... there's no ingredients list, at all. It's just the illustration. Ooookay.\n\nWell, it is just for testing purposes. After a moment you shrug and take a little sip. Yup, that's dragonfruit alright, or at least it tastes like everything dragonfruit-flavored that you've ever tried (not having tried actual dragonfruit). All of it. At once. And it's so fizzy that it really does feel insane in your mouth, almost like shoving as much popping candy in your mouth at once as possible. (You were dared.) Even for that one little sip it's pretty intense, and you actually just stand there blinking a few times.\n\nWow.\n\nYou take a few more swallows of it, getting used to the intense carbonation and flavor. Now that you're past the first getting smacked in the face with it, you do kind of detect a little hint of something else there under the artificial dragonfruit flavor. (Though admittedly it doesn't have that sort of background cloying flavor/sensation a lot of over-the-top artificial flavoring has, give it that.) Maybe some sort of... cinnamon? It <i>is</i> something sort of spicy, which is odd in a soda but you admit that it's not that bad. Just a hint of it there though.\n\nYou continue sipping, kind of trying to order your thoughts to actually give a review of it, since you guess that's your job here. It's actually a little hard to do partly just because there's a lot going on here and it's all a bit much, so your brain feels a little overwhelmed every time you take a drink... should you include that? Or is that just you being a wimp?\n\nBefore you know it, though, you've sipped your way through half the can. You pause and eye it, giving it a little gentle shake and hearing the sizzling fizz renew itself. Yeah, about half. Considering you have no idea if this stuff is energy drink level caffeinated in addition to everything else, maybe you should stop here? You've probably got enough to go on... although what if they ask if you finished it or not? They might be expecting you to finish it.\n\nNot like it's <i>bad</i> either, you kind of do want to. On the other hand what if you wind up buzzed out of your mind and your mom gives you that 'siiiiiiiiiiiigh' look when you're visibly vibrating at dinner?\n\n<hr>\n[[Finish it.|QODD]]\n\n[[Stop here.|QODD1x3]]

Eh, best leave it be for now. You've drunk enough of it that you've gotten a good feel for the taste and... the rest. And you're already starting to feel a bit jittery and kind of weird... probably ought to put that in the report too. You turn and head towards your computer to start writing things up, figuring the site must have some mechanism for doing so...\n\n... then you stop. That weird, jittery feeling is getting worse, turning into a feeling like ants skittering all over your skin. Oh crap, have you been poisoned?!\n\nFear jolts through you and brings with it an intensely weird cramping sensation... weird mostly in that it's not painful, despite the feeling of your muscles clenching until they almost twist. In fact it feels incredibly <i>good</i>, and instead of a cry of pain you let out a sudden shocked, breathy moan. That sense of ants crawling all over your skin has turned into an intense tingling sensation that reminds you of the effervescent sizzle of the soda. Though you can feel it all over your body, through your body, you can feel it concentrating in several places... your arms, your legs, along your spine, to lesser extents in other places. And then that tightening, twisting feeling starts turning into a weird, still pleasurable feeling that you could call stretching as the closest sensation.\n\nIt starts in your feet first, your toes tearing through your socks and the rest of the cloth covering them shredding as thick, tough black scales cover your skin, your toes growing thick and sprouting wicked claws at the tips, the scales rather visibly spreading up your hips and further. You manage to raise your shaking hands, staring at them as they too grow rather larger and thicker, fingers sprouting their own wicked claws and scales sliding down your forearms towards your elbows, already starting to form into slight spikes there. The sensation down your spine is close enough that you're pretty sure you must be growing scales there... but you still jerk in surprise despite everything when a tail bursts from the base of it, tearing through the waistband of your pants and underwear and letting them drop, your stiff cock jutting out ahead of you beneath the hem of your shirt.\n\nBefore you've even realized what you're doing, you've grabbed the neck of your shirt and effortlessly torn it off, trying to see what else is happening to you. You can see your muscles ripping, shifting, growing stronger, as well as the scales creeping around your sides from your back, and the feel of them sprouting on your neck and curling around your cheeks. You shudder, eyes rolling... you can feel a strong tingle there too, though have no idea what might be happening... and the sense of your teeth growing sharper near your tongue even as it ripples and lashes a bit inside your mouth. You let out a long breath and let your mouth fall open, tongue lolling out and stretching further and longer by the moment.\n\nYou shudder as your long, relatively slender reptilian tail with its segmented scale ridges lashes above your butt, which you can actually feel growing rounder and perkier. The sensation is fading some in your limbs, but now you can feel it intensifying in your...\n\n<hr>\n[[Chest.|QODD]]\n\n[[Cock.|QODD1x4]]\n\n[[... <i>and</i> your chest.|QODD]]

That has to be a new flavor... you weren't exactly around in the eighties, but you <i>were</i> around for the birth of the dragonfruit craze, so that's gotta be a new innovation. Besides, it kind of sounds the most fun. You make the selection, finish up the form, then pretty much forget about it as you move on with your timekilling.\n\nUntil, about an hour later, your mother calls, "Jamie! Package for you!"\n\nSeveral minutes later you're scratching your head as you look at the long, slender cooler you opened up to see six soda cans in a row sunk into individual cylinders inside it. Wow, seriously? Not only did it get here that fast, they gave you this high-tech-looking, super overengineered cooler. Shrugging, you reach out and pick up one of the cans, working it back and forth to get it out of the deep holder. The can is bright pinkish-red with little 'scratches' of green. The text does in fact read 'Dragonfruit Devil' in similar colors and a kind of edgelordy font, with a rather sexy silhouette of a horned, tailed woman. Huh, kinda going for a weird amount of sex appeal for a brand that's based on an old one that targeted kids.\n\nYou pause briefly as you heft the can and are about to open it. Dragonfruit is one of your mom's favorite flavors... maybe you should let her try it first? And come to think of it, it's actually your dad's favorite flavor, and he's mentioned loving Zoo Juice Soda when he was a kid, he'd probably get a kick out of it. But then you're not sure about the policy on sharing, you're supposed to be the one doing the testing after all.\n\n<hr>\n[[Let your mom try it.|QODD]]\n\n[[Wait until your dad gets home.|QODD]]\n\n[[Drink it yourself.|QODD1x2]]

Right now it feels like the whole world is yours to do with as you please, and almost before you know it you've crossed to the window and shoved it open effortlessly, taking a deep breath of the spring air. Ahhh, smells like <i>fuckin' horny</i>! The whole world's in the mood to screw and boy does that include you!\n\nYou've slipped out of the window and crouched on the sill almost before you can think again, pausing only a moment to consider how to actually handle this. Then you feel that pleasurable tingling again, building along part of your spine, and with a low, almost orgasmic groan you roll your shoulders and arch your back as a pair of large, black-ribbed, red-pink-spanned wings spread from either side of the scales running down your spine. Trembling with excitement now, you shove off hard and launch yourself into the air with a loud whoop that startles an old man walking his dog nearby, though he doesn't think to look up when he whips around looking for the source.\n\nYou can <i>fly</i>! It's almost as good as the thought of all the fucking you want to do as you soar effortlessly up into the air, the ground quickly receding below. There's little need to actually flap your wings, just giving them a few pumps every so often even as the Deviville suburbs draw away and turn into a tiny model city with little specks moving around it... the flight seems to feel just as much like it's coming from somewhere in your chest and pushing outward through your wings. The sense of power flowing through you is just almost as intoxicating as the joy of flight, and you spend several long minutes looping and twirling and do a barrel roll-ing about, shrieking and laughing like a loon.\n\nBut the sensation of the cool air rushing caressingly over your bare body... and your stiff prick and swinging balls... eventually brings back your original goal. You wanna <i>fuck</i>! Let's <i>fuck</i>! You wanna fuck-\n\n<hr>\n[[A friend!|QODD1x7]]\n\n[[An enemy!|QODD]]\n\n[[Some random hot person!|QODD]]

Yeah, fucking someone you know and like good and hard would definitely make you feel all warm and gooey inside (and them too). Someone like...\n\n<hr>\n[[Maya.|QODD]]\n\n[[Kevin.|QODD1x8]]

Your eyes roll up as most of the sensation seems to flow into and focus on your cock, your whole body trembling as your stiff shaft jerks in the air all on its own. With every heavy, muscular twitch it grows thicker and longer, your balls growing larger and heavier beneath it. Soon it's slinging out long, slick lines of pre with its heavy twitches, having in moments turned into a girthy, fat thing of no little length. Your tongue slides back into your mouth as you grit your teeth, shuddering all over as the sensation abruptly intensifies, and then your jaw drops and your lengthened tongue lolls out again, your eyes rolling up as your untouched cock starts firing long ropes of slightly pinkish, heavily dragonfruit-scented goo out to splatter across the floor.\n\nYour hips jerk, fucking the air lightly as your cock lurches, firing more shots of fruity jizz out as it wobbles and jumps, showing its new weight with every heavy motion. Finally the spurts slow to a slight trickle, heavy droplets dripping to the floor between your transformed, draconic feet, your tail lashing contentedly behind you.\n\nAlmost dazedly, you look towards your mirror. The dragon (obviously) scales run all the way up to the middle of your thighs, with scaly, almost kneepad-like growths around the front of your knees, with a similar setup around your elbows with the scales running up to your mid-upper arms, like some sort of gloves covered in large obsidian sequins. More scales cover your neck and dip down the front of your chest slightly... which, while still lean, has become quite muscular and defined... and flow up around your jaw and the edges of your cheeks, and turned your ears pointed and scaly. Your eyes are a sort of pinkish-red that... well, looks a lot like the same color as a whole dragonfruit you've seen pictures of. Also...\n\n'Damn,' you can't help but think, staring at the curve of your hips, and then turning a bit, tail lashing above your full bubble butt. You've got a rear that would make some guys you know snicker and murmur "PAWG" under their breath, if it weren't on... y'know... you. Which is an interesting contrast with your large, fat cock, and fuck that felt so gooooood...\n\n'Yessss,' you think, panting a bit as you unthinkingly grip the shaft with one of your large, now rather bestial hands. If you'd actually thought about it you might have been scared, but either your scales are a lot more delicate than they look or your skin (including on your cock) has gotten a lot tougher, because the roughness actually feels good as you start stroking yourself. It feels so gooooood, too, and you can just imagine it would feel even better having a nice, hot hole wrapped around it...\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck yeah!|QODD1x5]]\n\n[[Whoa, whoa, calm down!|QODD2x1]]

"Let's just put her in Storage, for now," you decide after a moment's consideration. "That seems like it'll let us focus on building our... Demon King-y-ness with fewer things to worry about."\n\n"'Kay~!"\n\nAfter a second, realizing Mary isn't going to prompt you, you shrug and point a palm at Katalina. "Um... Storage." You blink in surprise as her entire body glows, then disappears. You try visualizing a storage menu, and... yup, you can even imagine a 'Recently Stored' list, and right there on it is 'Unconscious Kidnapped Princess'. Though separate from her are 'Tattered Royal Garb', 'Proof of Royalty Accessory', and 'Sword of Aldamira'. It must store everything she had with her separately while she's inside. Oh hey, you didn't even notice the sword... but apparently since it was considered her possession, it went with her.\n\n"Alright, one kidnapped princess successfully taken care of!" Mary chirps, giving you a double thumbs-up.\n\n"Yeah... ah, hey, Mary, are you a little bigger?"\n\n"Mhm! Treating a princess like an object to be looted is kinda lewd and wicked by definition, y'know?"\n\nAh. Yeah, you guess it kind of is. You rest a hand on the butt of your sword and rub the back of your head. "Hm. So, what do we do now? I mean, what's a good next step to becoming Demon King? Do we just go around marauding and committing cool crimes or what?"\n\n"Well we <i>could</i>," Mary acknowledges. "I mean I guess that's not a <i>terrible</i> way to start off Demon King-ing. But we might want to look into a base of operations first. There's three good possibilities, too!"\n\n"You're so smart and useful," you inform her, smiling as you carefully pat her on her tiny head.\n\n"Ah... ahhhhh..." Mary quivers in place, and you blush as you get the distinct impression she might be orgasming. Then she gives a small cough before continuing, "O-okay, well, you could either take over an abandoned castle that used to belong to a previous Demon King who got defeated, orrrr you could get a castle from one of the two Demon Kings already out there!"\n\nYou blink. "Wait, wait, there's already a Demon King? ... There's two?"\n\n"It's a pretty big Adventure World, Master, we were lucky to get such a large one! But yes, there's two. There's one who hasn't done a lot in quite awhile, he's basically just sitting on his throne in his scorched lands brooding and apparently waiting for the stars to align or something, and there's one that abandoned her throne and went off to live in a human city."\n\n"Hunh. So I could just take one of their kingdoms, huh?"\n\n"Hm, the idle guy, yeah, for sure, basically any Hero could beat him, probably why he's not doing jack squat. The other, welllll, they're really tough, and they're weirdly devoted to their Demon King even if she did abandon them. You'd probably have a harder time just outright conquering them, you might try another route to getting ahold of it though, 'cause it's really strong and really nice.'\n\n<hr>\n[[Just do cool crimes.|QODK]]\n\n[[Take over the abandoned castle.|QODK1x3]]\n\n[[Conquer the idle Demon King.|QODK]]\n\n[[Try to take the place of the negligent Demon King.|QODK]]

"I guess I'll refurb the interior and buy the charging station too," you say with a bit of a sigh. So much money all at once! Even if it is just game currency.\n\n"Alllright, let's see, just set that up with this... and this... and tap here, please," Hopita says, proffering you her tablet.<<set $interior to "better">><<set $chargestationbought to true>><<set $fd -= 800>>\n\nYou poke the button as directed, and immediately hear your MonComm beep. You check it to find that you now have <<print $fd>> FD. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>Tapping Amooya's contact, you put the comm to your ear. "Hey, Amooya? I bought a charging station for that robot I found. Oh, and I'm having the interior of the house redone too."\n\n"Ooo, that's great Master! This place has needed a real makeover for awhile now! I'm practically buzzing to get to work, I'll have it done by tonight!"\n\n"The whole hou-?!" you start to say, but it looks like in her enthusiasm she's hung up. You stare at the MonComm for a moment, then look at Hopita, who just gives you a 'she be like that' shrug.\n\n<hr>\n[[You've bought an improved interior and a Roboko charging station!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"I want to be like you," you answer after a moment's thought, flushing. "I want to be, you know... c-confident, and bold, a-and shameless... ... with a really big dick I can fuck anyone I want with and they love it," you add in an embarrassed murmur.\n\nThe incubus lets out a laugh at that. "Oho~, so you want to be more like me, hmmmm? Filled with confidence and a big dick people love to be raped by! Nyehe~, my hole's quite good for humans too, you know, you'd have more than one way of enslaving men!"\n\nHe then hmmms thoughtfully, cupping his chin and looking you up and down. "Well! I guess I could plant a Demon Seed in you... even unsprouted, it would give you a much lewder physicality, strong charisma, the ability to cast a light entrancement spell, and of course make anyone who's fucked by you love every moment of it whether they want to or not! But, of course... you get that it would eat your soul and turn you into a demon when you died, riiiight?"\n\nYou swallow hard... but slowly nod. You kind of figured your soul was pretty much forfeit the moment you gave in and started playing along with him.\n\n"Of course, you could always decide to make the Demon Seed sprout, and become an earthborn incubus!" he continues after a moment, flashing his fangs at you with an extra-wide smirk. "Then you'd get even more powers... shapeshifting, mind control, the ability to enslave mortals or even change them into lesser demons..."\n\n"If... I wanted to do that," you ask slowly. "How would I?"\n\n"Why... you'd need to devour someone's soul, of course," he answers with a leer, as you go a little pale. "The stronger the soul and the more it's connected to you, the greater your powers will be! Or you could just devour multiple ones, of course! But then, that's your choice! You still want to go through with it?" At your shaky nod, he snickers. "Alright then! On your back, girl, lift your legs, and show me that pussy!"\n\nYou kind of figured he was going to plant the 'Demon Seed' in you like that. Blushing, you slip off your panties and lay back on the bed, hauling your stocking-clad legs up and baring your pucker to him, your stiff cock sliding along your belly. You're a bit surprised when the incubus instead holds up a butt plug... a decidedly large one with a red gem at the base. "I-is that the-?!"\n\n"Oh no, it's just a plug," the incubus says with a snicker as he sets the pointed tip against your pucker and slowly starts pushing it into you, making you whimper as you're pressed wider and wider open, much more slowly than he usually fills you. He twists it back and forth as your passage is gradually opened it up, almost screwing it into you... and then giving a light shove, smirking as your eyes roll and your cock gives a light spurt at the big thing thumping into you, your hole closing up around the slender pillar leading to the jeweled base. "To make a Demon Seed, I'm going to have to fill you with a <i>lot</i> of cum! A looooot... it's much easier to plug up this end and fill you from the other!" he adds with a snicker as he steps back. "Now, on your knees!"\n\nYou swallow, then nod and slide off the bed and onto your knees in front of him. Then your eyes widen as his cock starts to swell and grow, once again taking on an equine shape, though it hangs limply in front of his thighs... and continues to go further and further down those thighs as it just keeps growing. Even though it stays limp, it's soon longer and thicker than one of your arms, swaying in front of him with a cock of his hips, each of his balls enormous and more than you could easily hold in a hand. "Opeeeen," he prompts, and you tremble some as you open your mouth as wide as you can, tongue jutting out. But there's no way it could-!\n\nThe incubus hefts his massive flacid cock up and proceeds to immediately stuff the slightly flared head into your mouth, the whole thing filling you and bulging your cheeks out. Giggling wickedly, he starts pushing more and more of it in, feeding it down your throat, the shaft wobbly and almost the consistency of a particularly firm pudding, but it's simply so big and thick that he's still able to easily force it down your throat. Your eyes roll and your body shudders as it really feels like your jaw is being stretched, your throat bulging obscenely and your body overcome by that pleasure field that his cock seems to radiate. Before he's even fed you half of his immense prick, you've experienced your first throatgasm, hips jerking and twitching as your cock spurts long ropes of cum onto the floor between his feet. He just smirks and continues to force in more, that bulge now starting to appear in your belly, and he doesn't stop until every inch of his insanely huge horsecock is inside, your stretched wide lips forced around the base, those massive balls against your chin, your throat still occasionally quivering and clenching in orgasm as you cling to his girly hips worshipfully with both hands.\n\nAnd then, without any buildup, thrusting, or warning, he just starts cumming. You can feel a slight churning in those enormous balls, but other than that it's just like he turned a hose on and started gushing thick, infernal jizz into your belly. Your eyes roll completely as you too start cumming and don't stop, your cock shooting spurt after spurt of merely human jizz through the air, though further and longer than you ever have before. You shudder, your mind going white with the overwhelming, constant orgasmic pleasure of that incubus cream filling you up, able to think of nothing but the feel of that thick equine prick running down into your belly, the liquid pleasure filling you up, or the orgasms slamming through your brain. The outline of his shaft and cockhead showing in your belly gradually fades as your stomach rounds out and starts to bulge, growing larger and rounder, and gradually starting to slosh almost audibly with the volume of demon cum in it as you wriggle and writhe amidst your own orgasms.\n\nYour cumbelly continues to grow, gradually expanding outward until it yet again makes you look heavily pregnant, but this time it just keeps going. Gradually your heavy, overfull belly presses your spurting, twitching cock down against your thighs, pinning it and sending your gushes of cum to soak into your stockings. It just keeps going, and going, gradually pressing over your thighs and reaching to the floor, expanding out between the incubus's legs. He giggles as your cumbelly gets large enough for him to swing a leg over it, and gradually lower himself to sit on it, keeping your face pressed into his crotch with both hands as his pert ass and girlish thighs indent against your belly. It continues to lift him up and buoy him as it expands, further and further, your mind retreating deeper into the pleasure as bit by bit you're turned into little more than a big sloshing balloon of demon cum.\n\nYou definitely must have passed out at some point, because when you wake up it's morning. You're laying sprawled atop your bed, still wearing your lingerie and in plain view... but, that doesn't bother you. Instead you languidly stretch, giving a soft, delighted 'mmmm!' at the pleasant feeling thrumming through your whole body. You feel the best-rested you've ever been in your life, like you had the best night of sleep and woke up to the best morning. Sliding out of bed, you pad over to the mirror in stocking feet and take a few moments to pose, checking yourself out. Your figure had definitely gotten far more femmy than before, resembling the incubus's own feminine form... save for your cock. Well, it's still very <i>pretty</i>, you think smugly as you reach down to start giving it a stroke, but it's very big, hanging down thick and long between your thighs even though it's still soft. 'Damn I'm cute,' you think as you stroke your prick to hardness, blowing yourself a kiss in the mirror as you start lightly jerking off to the sight of your own reflection.\n\nIs part of the reason you feel so good this new confidence? Because you don't feel a single bit of shyness, or shame, or worry... you're brimming with a feeling of being powerful and capable and gorgeous. 'Is this what he feels like all the time? No wonder he acts like that,' you think with a happy giggle as you start using both hands to stroke yourself, moaning softly in a feminine voice as you look at your own seductive image and think of all the naughty things you can do now.\n\nMmm, that's right... because the incubus told you that now you can fuck whoever you want! You can either just bend them over and jam your cock in them and they'll love it, like he did to you, or you can use that 'entrance' them to want to come on to you instead...\n\n... or you could become a full incubus yourself.\n\n'That's right,' you muse thoughtfully as you slip one hand down to cup and fondle your smooth, silky balls as you stroke your expanded shaft with the other. 'He said if I eat someone's soul, I could become a demon right away, instead of waiting until I die. And get all sorts of neat powers and abilities. ... Of course I'd have to eat someone's soul,' you remind yourself, making a bit of a face. 'Do I wanna go <i>that</i> far?'\n\n<hr>\n[[... Nah.|QOInc12x2]]\n\n[[Um, YEAH!|QOInc]]

Probably best not to eat anyone's soul...\n\n... yet.\n\nNah, best to have fun with your new outlook on life and new abilities without rushing right towards becoming an "earthborn incubus" or whatever. You can always change your mind later, after all! \n\nHm, now let's see... where to put your new abilities to the test?\n\n<hr>\n[[Right here at home!|QOInc]]\n\n[[Go to your friend Maya's.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Go to your friend Kevin's.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Seek out someone else you know.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Go out in public.|QOInc]]

"I guess I'll buy the charging station," you say with a bit of a sigh. Knowing she probably got it for like fifty FD, if that, is a bit of a sting, but she's right. You can't charge the Roboko without it. ... Well, you assume she's right, since she's... the one who... told you that. ... You're <i>pretty</i> sure Hopita wouldn't outright lie to you though. ....... Pretty sure.\n\n"Alllright, let's see, just set that up with this... and tap here, please," Hopita says, proffering you her tablet.<<set $chargestationbought to true>><<set $fd -= 500>>\n\nYou poke the button as directed, and immediately hear your MonComm beep. You check it to find that you now have <<print $fd>> FD. <<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>Tapping Amooya's contact, you put the comm to your ear. "Hey, Amooya? I bought a charging station for that robot I found. Oh, and I'm having the interior of the house redone too."\n\n"Ooo, that's great Master! This place has needed a real makeover for awhile now! I'm practically buzzing to get to work, I'll have it done by tonight!"\n\n"The whole hou-?!" you start to say, but it looks like in her enthusiasm she's hung up. You stare at the MonComm for a moment, then look at Hopita, who just gives you a 'she be like that' shrug.\n\n<hr>\n[[You've bought a Roboko charging station!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"Huh, so she's a princess that comes pre-kidnapped, huh?" you muse aloud, not really realizing you have until Mary responds.\n\n"Oooo? Master, it seems like you're thinking of something, what is it?"\n\n"Ah, well." You rub the back of your head sheepishly. "I was just thinking, if this is really an 'adventure world' and I have all these super stats, isn't it kind of a common thing for someone to decide to become... y'know... the Demon King?"\n\n"Oooo! Ooooo! OOOOOOOO!" Mary squeals excitedly, clasping her hands together and doing a little twirl in midair. "Master, I hadn't even thought of you becoming a Demon King! But that is totally the best idea everrrrr! Oh my gosh I'm so proud of you, deciding to conquer the world!"\n\n"Eheh, um, well, I dunno about conquering the world," you murmur. "But if it's going to be a wild adventure where we do what we want... I guess it does seem like it might be fun to be the bad guy."\n\n"I soooo approve," she practically moans, flitting in close to kiss your cheek. "You definitely ought to cut loose with your wildest imagination and be a great Demon King, Master! And you're right, kidnapping a princess is a great place to start! That'll get Heroes coming after you, but since you've got better stats and powers than any local Hero, you'll definitely be a Demon King who won't get defeated!"\n\n"Let's not jinx it. But okay, so, we've got a kidnapped princess," you muse, looking at the unconscious girl before you. "So, uh... what do we do with her?"\n\n"Hm. Okay, well, one thing is you could put her in Storage," Mary answers, flitting down to poke Katalina's (ooze-smeared) cheek. "That'd save having to mess with her."\n\n"Eh? I can put <i>people</i> in my item storage?" You blink at that idea.\n\n"Well this one for sure! I mean, we've already been talking about her like a resource, right? Right now she's not Princess Katalina Pearcider, she's 'Unconscious Kidnapped Princess'. Just treat her like an object and put her in Storage with the rest of your stuff. Time doesn't pass in storage, so when you're ready to take her out she'll still be exactly like this, thinking she just got attacked by that lewd plant. Orrr you could make a slave collar for her!"\n\n"And make her obey me?"\n\n"That's riiiight! You should have some collars and chokers and stuff in your inventory, you can just make up a spell like 'Create Slave Collar' on one and put it on her before she wakes up."\n\n<hr>\n[[Put her in storage.|QODK1x2]]\n\n[[Make a slave collar.|QODK2x1]]

Whether it's shock or fear, you find yourself still completely frozen as you watch the werewolf's other big hand wrap around one of Maya's thighs, angling her as it lowers her down. The pointed tip of its prick has barely found its mark when the creature shoves her down hard as well as thrusting itself forward, Maya's shriek cutting off in a gurgle as her jaw clenches and her eyes roll. Her flat stomach visibly bulges up some with the outline of the werewolf's canine cock... at least until it wraps both those big hands around her waist instead.\n\nAs you stand there numbly watching, the werewolf starts using your childhood friend like a sex toy, pumping her over its prick as it essentially uses her pussy to jerk itself off. Maya's hands grip at its thick fingers for purchase, making steadily louder cries and moans as she's fucked, her large tits jiggling and wobbling atop her chest, hair swaying beneath her with the motions of the wolf fucking her on its bestial shaft.\n\nAt first Maya's legs dangle and sway limply beneath her, occasionally kicking and wobbling in the air, toes curling and stretching as she's overwhelmed by the violation of the monster's cock stretching her pussy, that thick knot thumping against the outer lips every time. Then you watch as her legs shift, lifting, hesitating a few times before wrapping around the werewolf's waist. She's still bucking and twisting in its grip as if trying to escape, but her moans have turned louder and more enthusiastic, and the wet sound of the beast's prick pumping her cunt is getting louder and louder, matching the <i>tmp-tmp-tmp</i> of that knot slapping against her every time as its big furry balls sway. Her heels dig in above its wagging tail, legs starting to flex instinctively, muscles betraying her and assisting in her own rape as her pussy gets wetter and needier.\n\nMaya's scream of orgasm seems to flow right through your brain as the wolf pushes forward and stuffs its knot into her, her belly starting to swell below the hold of its thumbs. You shudder a little at the thought of the amount of cum that must be getting poured into her to fill her up enough that the outline of the wolf's huge cock is obscured. You can feel your own cock throbbing stiff in your pants as you watch your gorgeous best friend being flooded with monster cum, her moaning getting more aroused and sluttier the larger her stomach bulges up.\n\nEventually the wolf pulls free, a veritable waterfall of cum pouring out of Maya's gaped pussy as she shudders and mewls softly. The monster lowers her to the ground, letting her settle to her knees, and somehow you're not surprised to see Maya instantly do her best to wrap her hand around the slightly deflated knot and slide her mouth over that jizz-smeared canine cock, moaning muffledly around it as she gazes up at her rapist worshipfully, her other hand tucked between her legs and toying with her thoroughly messy, still cum-dripping pussy. Her eyes are glazed with lust and orgasm, clearly wanting more as she sucks and slurps at the beast's huge, inhuman prick, showing just how willing she is to be its fucktoy now that it's pumped a load into her.\n\nThe werewolf gives a low, commanding growl, and Maya immediately slides her mouth off of its prick and lays down on her back, hauling her own legs up and presenting her cum-smeared, still gaping pussy, her tits framed by her legs as she willingly displays herself for her rapist. The werewolf immediately slides on top of her and stuffs its cock back into her eager hole, Maya moaning in blatant pleasure and eagerness this time as he starts fucking her again. You stare as his knot once more thumps against her plump, soaked pussylips just before his big furry balls slap against her ass each time. The werewolf eagerly works your childhood friend over in the mating press, his low rumbling growl sounding through the clearing as he pumps down into her.\n\nMaya's arms go around the rapacious werewolf, stroking its back and clenching her fingers in its fur as if it were a lover. Her moans start to be interspersed with pleas for it to fuck her harder, use her more, to fill her with puppies, leaving you shivering with an intense mingling of emotions as you watch. This time her scream of pleasure and orgasm is utterly shameless as the werewolf throws back its head and howls as it crams its knot into her and fills her with another huge load, its tail wagging as it fills its willing victim up with another voluminous flood of monster cum.\n\nAfter another few minutes, the werewolf pulls out, once more leaving Maya's pussy gaped from its huge cock and swollen knot, though this time with her being on her back with her legs raised, the cum pools in her gaping cunt and slowly dribbles over the edge and down her asshole. Maya stays as she is, panting and shivering for long moments even after the werewolf has sauntered off and disappeared into the woods, before she finally lowers her legs and lays there splayed, naked, and sweaty, clearly trying to catch her breath.\n\nFinally letting the bundle of wood in your arm clatter into the ground, you shuffle into the clearing and over to Maya's side, looking down at her as she stares upward, her eyes glazed and not really seeming to focus on you.\n\n<hr>\n[[Jerk off on her.|QOBook32x1]]\n\n[[Clean her up.|QOBook33x1]]\n\n[["... Are you okay?"|QOBook31x5]]

"Uh, yeah, now that I remember, they both definitely said 'toast'."\n\nKowsumi's head lifts, ears actually perking up a little too. "Toast! Toast is good! I mean, toast is actually really bad, but I can <i>fix</i> toast! Stay here and <i>don't</i> touch anything!" she adds in a snap before turning and scrambling over to what looks like a box built into the wall and flinging it open, bending low to start working inside it with her wrench.\n\nTrying not to stare at her full, round ass which is rather unusually clearly outlined by the overalls (or the long bovine tail wiggling around in the air), you instead take a look around the engine room. It's very... ... engine room. Like, you've never been in one yourself, obviously, but just looking at it you can't help but think 'yes this is definitely a starship's engine room', since it looks like practically all of them you've ever seen (at least that weren't going for "shiny and cutting-edge" or "gigantic and ominous"). \n\nYou're just starting to wonder whether you ought to excuse yourself and GTFO when the deck rocks under your feet again. This time the front panel of what looks an awful lot like a large breaker box on the wall falls off with a clatter and the insides burst into flame. You yelp loudly, Kowsumi jumping and banging her horns on the lip of the compartment's lid at the sound, and look around wildly. Spotting what's obviously a fire extinguisher despite the fancy head (helps that it's still bright red and has a little graphic above it of spraying it on flames), you grab it off the wall and aim it at the fire, depressing the top trigger and front trigger at the same time to send a billowing cloud of pale blue vapor all over the panel.\n\nKowsumi comes running back over, pausing as she sees you stop, glancing from the slightly burnt-out breaker box to you. "Okay technically that was touching something but I'm gonna give you a pass on it because that was obviously what you were supposed to do." She ruffles your hair briefly, then says, "But with the central processing panel down we won't last long even if I get the voidsonic resonator up! You need to fix it, the spare chips and wires are in there!" she adds, stabbing a finger towards a plastic container that seems to actually be glued to the floor nearby before turning and running back to the other side of the room.\n\n<hr>\n[[But you can't fix a starship!!|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Uh... ... 'kay.|QOKeys3x6]]

Obviously it's gotta be Skyrim, right? Just like else, you've memed about its eternal releases, and just like everyone else you've got probably over 2000 hours logged on it. You knew Skyrim VR was a thing, but you're guessing that with this super-rig, it's going to be a whole different thing entirely! You eagerly tap on the icon, and blink as another popup appears.\n\n'Skyrim for this system has been adapted to run one of two ways. The first way is the "Close to Vanilla" experience, albeit with community updates and enhancements. The other is in "Mod Manager Mode", where you will have access to a menu that can dynamically download, install, and enable modifications to the game.'\n\nOh, huh. Realtime modding? That's pretty wild! Hm, but shouldn't you try it the normal way first? That's what everyone says... ... still...\n\n<hr>\n[[Close to Vanilla.|QOSkyrim1x1]]\n\n[[Mod Manager Mode.|QOSkyModStart]]

"I mean I guess it'd be cool to actually stay with you for awhile," you admit after a few seconds' thought. "You do have an <i>awesome</i> apartment."\n\n"I know, right? Super perfect for parties! Iiiif that's what you decide you want," she adds with a grin, lifting her hands partly in surrender at the look you shoot her and partly because the pizza's arrived. \n\n"You sure Mom's not gonna pout over me being away on my birthday?" you ask as you haul off one of the large slices for yourself.\n\n"I was already working her on the idea before you came downstairs. She was already mostly there, so if you say you wanna go, I imagine there will be a bit of token pouting but we'll suffer it together."\n\nYour mother does indeed pout at both of you and do some token guilting of 'taking my baby away from me on his birthday' but a bit of fake stoicism, some hugs, and Mina being a smartass (and as usual getting away with it) gets the two of you through it. You pack up about a week of clothes since the stay is basically until 'whenever', then kiss your mom goodbye, promise to call, and then you're off. 'Maybe this will finally be a good chance for us to connect more closely,' you think cheerfully.\n\nWhich is kind of an odd thing to think about, you can't help but muse as Mina makes the drive back to the outer areas of Deviville close to the university. Mina adores you and dotes on you and maybe even spoils you every time she's around, but it seems like the two of you never actually spent that much time together or have been that close otherwise. You guess it comes from her being a good handful of years older than you and so different in personality. Mina's outgoing, does great in class, plays sports casually but well, and is <i>super</i> good-looking. She's basically you if you'd won every combined genetic and personality lottery from your parents' DNA (and, y'know, were a girl). Maybe there's only so much that love and a good relationship can do when people are so different that they effectively live in different worlds when they step out of the house? You hope not. You adore your sister just as much as she adores you, you don't want to turn into a 'birthday cards and see each other at Christmas' family.\n\nMina lives in perhaps the most hippy-esque living arrangements imaginable... an old multi-story warehouse converted into apartments. Except these are really big, really nice apartments, meaning that Mina even has a guest bedroom for you to stay in. The two of you step into the old elevator and she pulls the grate down before pressing the thankfully updated button. You glance over at her a few times, unable to help appreciating (in a hopefully non-creepy way) how pretty she is in her snug jeans and T-shirt. She catches you looking and just gives you a sunny smile, that seems to silently assure you that no, you weren't being creepy, just her adorable little brother.\n\nEventually the slow, rumbling elevator shudders to a stop, and Mina hauls the gate up again, the two of you stepping out. This is the first time you've really been in her apartment (which is a bit weird but oh well), so you take a long look around. Most of it's wide open, an effectively huge area that's had a couple of 'clusters' of furniture set up to make a couple of different areas to sit and talk or watch the wall-mounted TV. There's a long counter with stools separating the main area and the kitchen area, which is fairly small but looks like it has some upper-end restaurant level stuff installed. Even just the entry/living area is huge, but then, you figure that's probably just a preview of the rest of Mina's life. She's already consulting for various financial firms as a freelancer even though she's still in college, which is half of what pays for this place. The other half being her roommate/girlfriend, Katrina.\n\nYou glance over at the wall, where a bunch of photos have been hung up of Mina hanging out with her friends, but mostly her drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend. Tall with milky skin and platinum blonde hair and amazing blue eyes, Katrina's basically like some ancient Russian princess reincarnated. (She also has a really amazing chest but your brain rejects trying to acknowledge that because she's basically your sister's fiancee.) You're not sure what brought her to Deviville U specifically for her studies, but she immediately hit it off with Mina and they've been dating since essentially the second day they knew each other. Your parents, at the very least, have stopped treating it as a question of if, but exactly how many hours after graduation, they'll get married. ... You guess the pressure of having grandkids will probably still be on you though. Tch. You take a glance around the room, not seeing her, just the subtle feminine touches that could be as much Mina's as anyone else's.\n\n<hr>\n[["So is Katrina not here?"|QOSis2x4]]\n\n[["So when does Katrina get here?"|QOSis]]

... Wait, this was all Kevin's idea, he can sling chocolate in the heat by himself for a while since it was what he wanted to do. "Yeah sure, if you don't mind," you answer.\n\n"C'mon in!" Wolf declares, both of them stepping back and gesturing you inside.\n\nThough it's not terribly hot outside yet, it's still nice to head back into an air-conditioned house, especially since more of you is exposed to the sun in this stupid scout uniform than you're used to. The interior of the two of them's house is an interesting blend of "normal grown-ups with no kids" and "nerds who don't have to worry about their parents", considering that there's display racks of mecha models and plastic waifus right out in the open, and a couple of framed anime posters up on the walls instead of whatever 'thematic' art prints you're used to seeing in most people's houses. You take a seat on the couch, trying not to be too nervous as the two of them sit down on either side of you, since it's not like they're actually crowding you.\n\nKelly and Brian (since those are their names, though they assure you 'Kit' and 'Wolf' are fine, which are apparently short for 'Kitsunechan' and 'WolfSlayer') open up an assortment box of Japanese snacks and chat as the three of you go through them, munching and talking. They're actually so easygoing that you find yourself relaxing and talking a bit easier than you normally might usually. Turns out that Bryan/Wolf is a freelance 3D modeler who does work for both large companies and individuals, and Kelly/Kit makes cosplay stuff ranging from simple ninja headbands to elaborate, exact weapon recreations and full costumes that cost hundreds of dollars or more apiece. Pretty impressive and cool, you think, that they managed to support themselves and even get a house and everything doing nerdy stuff. The three of you talk for a while about what anime that's on right now you like and what of the older stuff you like, what Deviville High is like now versus when they graduated (admittedly not that long ago, considering), some of the other non-anime but nerdy stuff that's on and coming out soon. It's basically a lot like talking to someone your own age but easier somehow.\n\nAs the talk goes on, you also try reeeally hard not to notice too much that Kit's not wearing anything under her Eva shirt. The fact that it fits a little snug was partly a clue, but though she's not particularly large there she still sways and jiggles a bit when she leans forward and stretches a bit to reach some of the snacks. You could kind of guess that Wolf's going commando too by the way the lounge pants fall against his crotch every so often. But, well, they were basically ensconced in the comfort of their own home when you effectively interrupted them, and besides they're both so casual about it that it doesn't make you fret (too much).\n\n"So hey, Jamie, I don't think I ever got around to asking, anyway," Kit speaks up after a bit. "How old are you?"\n\n"Ah, well, I mean," you stammer a little, since you're aware you're probably slightly too old for the usual 'scout' stuff, if you actually say your real age, rather than just letting the uniform make you look younger. After a second though you decide to be honest. "Well, I'm fifteen. Actually I turn sixteen like really soon, my birthday's in a few weeks," you add, unable to help 'defending' yourself a bit since your new friends are older.\n\nRather than looking upset by the revelation, both Kit and Wolf seem to relax faintly. They trade a glance, as if in some silent communication, giving each other a small nod, before Kit leans in a bit towards you. You blush as you notice her nipples getting hard beneath the thin, soft fabric of the faded anime print and quickly yank your gaze back up to her face, only to find her giving you a rather warmer smile than before.\n\n"Y'know, Jamie, Wolf and I have been talking about how we'd kinda like to... have some extra fun," she says, scooting a little closer, Wolf doing the same on your other side.\n\n"U-um... extra fun?" you almost squeak.\n\n"Yeah! Involving a third person," she says, amber eyes twinkling. "You knoooow... a sort of particularly horny and eager to try new stuff third person."\n\n"Uh... you mean like..." you murmur, struggling to figure out how to complete the thought.\n\n<hr>\n[["... with you?"|QOKW]]\n\n[["... with Wolf?"|QOKW]]\n\n[["... with both of you?"|QOKW1x2]]

"Mm-hmmm," Kit assures you in a little coo, Wolf grinning... well, pretty wolfishly.\n\n"You're really cute, Jamie," Wolf assures you, resting a hand on your thigh and rubbing gently on the bare skin below your shorts, Kit similarly slipping her fingers up under the other leg of your shorts to trace her fingertips around higher on your thigh as you sit there stunned. "Pretty sure we were both thinking it from the moment we saw you."\n\n"We didn't want to suggest it if you were <i>too</i> young, but you're plenty old enough to decide if you wanna do lewd stuff, as far as we're concerned," Kit adds, slipping her hand back up... so that she can pull off her t-shirt, your eyes widening further as her bare breasts are freed, jiggling a little as she works it off over her hair and drops it. "Soooo how about becoming not just our new friend, but our sex friend, hmmm?"\n\n"We could have a really good time," Wolf adds in a warm voice, leaning down and nuzzling your ear a bit, sending a little shiver running down your spine.\n\n<hr>\n[["N-no thanks!"|QOKW]]\n\n[["... yesplz..."|QOKW1x3]]

Both of them give each other a bright grin at your assent, before they lean in and kiss you on the cheeks, making you blush even more than you were before. You squirm nervously as Kit's hands immediately begin unbuttoning the fly of your scout shorts, opening them up and pulling them off to reveal the bulge of your stiff prick in your underwear as Wolf drapes his arm around you. You let out a loud moan as Kit starts gently rubbing your shaft through the thin white fabric as her husband's hand caresses your now bare thigh, just before the ponytailed woman leans in and presses her mouth to yours. Your first kiss... and your first frenching as her tongue slides into your mouth and starts coaxing yours into movement. You shiver again as Wolf resumes nuzzling and even nibbling your ear and upper neck, before he starts to move lower.\n\nYou let out a louder moan into Kit's mouth as Wolf pulls the front of your underwear down and frees your cock, then slides his mouth over the head of it, starting to bob his head up and down smoothly, licking and suckling you with what seems (to your admittedly inexperienced mind) the benefit of experience as his wife continues to kiss you, her hands stroking over your neck and chest affectionately. Kit unbuttons your shirt and slides it open, her fingers starting to toy with your nipples as her husband continues to bob his head over you, his hands pulling your briefs down and off completely so that he can cup your balls with one hand and gently fondle them.\n\nJust as you're starting to think you can't take it anymore and are going to cum, Wolf raises his head and starts kissing his way slowly up your stomach, while Kit starts slowly kissing her way down your chest. You're left panting and shivering, still thoroughly stimulated, especially as both of them start kissing and sucking on your nipples, but coming down bit by bit from the edge. Soon Kit is moving downward again, and takes over for her husband in sucking your cock, lips a bit softer and more supple against your shaft as she starts working her mouth over you, tongue somehow feeling a bit more silken... not necessarily superior, but somehow very different from having your dick sucked by a guy.\n\nSaid guy kissing your throat and making you whimper, before "Y-you guys have done this before," escapes you without really thinking.\n\nWolf laughs softly against your neck, and you let out another moan as something soft and shuddery that you think is a giggle rushes through your cock from Kit's lips and throat. "Yeah, a few times, but never with anyone as cute as you," he assures you before he kisses you deeply.\n\nYeah, it's definitely a different feeling... his tongue seems somehow stronger, almost rougher, but it's so hot and big, like it sends heat rushing through you as he kisses you. You make soft, very lewd noises into his mouth as he kisses you and fondles your balls, his wife continuing to give you a slow, sweet blowjob as he does. This time when you get close, though, Kit doesn't pull away, instead sliding her head up and opening her mouth, using a hand to press your cockhead against her tongue and stroke you off. Wolf breaks the kiss just in time for you both to look down and watch your load go spurting into his wife's mouth, spattering against the roof of it and falling across her tongue as she smirks up at you both.\n\nYou're left panting and sitting there, a little dazed as both of them strip off their clothing, then press in against your sides again. You mmf, squirming in excited nervousness as you feel Wolf's hard cock brushing along your hip and actually nudging against yours a little, glancing down to see that he's pretty big. Your attention is drawn back to Kit though as she takes one of your hands and brings it up to one of her breasts, starting to encourage you to play with it. "They're nice, huh?" she coos as you turn your head to stare at them.\n\n"Y-yeah," you murmur, peeking up at her shyly before murmuring, "Beautiful."\n\n"Awww! That's super sweet!" Kit squeals, just before urging your head down towards the other one. Not exactly needing a lot of urging to take the hint, you open your mouth and take the plump pink of her nipple past your lips, starting to experimentally flick and roll your tongue, encouraged by the soft, pleasured sounds they make. "They're a perfect size for cosplay too," she continues in a bragging tone. "I can bind them down a bit to go flat or nudge them upwards to look big!"\n\n"As always I love your priorities, honey," Wolf snickers as he nuzzles gently in your hair, taking your other hand and guiding it to his cock. A bit more tentatively than playing with Kit's breast, you wrap your hands around the thick, gently throbbing shaft and start stroking it, unable to help marveling just a little at how much and how little it feels like jerking yourself off.\n\n"Hee. Would you like that, Jamie?" Kit practically purrs, along with giving a soft, sigh-like moan as you try biting down gently on her nipple. "If I cosplayed for you? I've got lots and lots of sexy outfits..."\n\n"Yeah I think he likes that idea," Wolf notes as your cock give a hard, visible twitch and drools a little pre onto your thigh, both of them laughing as you squirm in embarrassment between them despite your current activities.\n\nAfter a little while, though, Kit and Wolf both pull away from you, taking you by the hands instead and leading you down the hallway. You can't help but stare and blush some again at the sight of their bedroom... it's just as nerdy as the living room, maybe even moreso, but with a distinctly more shameless hentai tilt. Not only are plenty of the plastic waifus topless or naked (or, in some of the cases of poseable figures, arranged in particularly lewd little dioramas) but it looks like they aren't shy about having their sex toys on display here in their "inner sanctum" either. But you're distracted from those as Kit climbs up onto the bed and urges you after her. As you're crawling up after her, Wolf snags you by the ankles and flips you onto your back, sending a shock of mingled fear and anticipation racing across your skin and making your pucker twitch a bit, only to feel slightly sheepish as all he does (for now) is pull off your shoes and socks, finally getting you completely naked.\n\nKit silently urges you to scoot further into the middle of the bed, before she straddles your head, letting you get a good, close-up look at her pussy for the first time. You admittedly might be a bit in awe, seeing how pretty and pink and shiny it is, glistening with wetness... at least until she lowers it right onto your mouth. Well, that wordless direction is obvious enough, and settling your hands on her hips you start licking and sucking experimentally, encouraged by the happy noises she starts making and the wiggling of her ass (which you do have a rather close-up view of). Of course you probably shouldn't be surprised (but of course still are) when Wolf's mouth descends on your cock again, though this time apparently more interested in just keeping you lightly stimulated and teased, his lips and tongue gently kissing and sucking and licking your balls and the sides of your shaft rather than sucking you in again.\n\nThough some part of you is still trying to interject that this can't possibly be happening, you can't possibly be eating the pussy of a hot older nerd girl, let alone having your balls tongue-washed by her also hot older nerd guy husband, the rest of you has settled into an almost trance, focusing on seeking out all the spots that get the best reactions from Kit as you work your tongue over her and inside her, suckle at her plump lower lips, even experimenting with nibbling them here and there. It leaves you almost dazed when, after a time, she lifts herself off of you and crawls downward, it taking you a moment to realize that the stimulation on your cock has ceased as well. At least until Wolf lays his own prick across your face.\n\nYou blush, looking up at him with his wife's pussy juices smeared all over his face as he smirks down at you. Rather more shyly and tentatively than you began licking Kit, you open your mouth and flick your tongue out, licking along his shaft, tasting the very definitely different sweaty, musky flavor of another man's dick. Admittedly you're fairly encouraged as Kit takes over kissing and licking your balls and shaft, her cute nose nuzzling against you as she makes silly little happy noises. You find yourself making a few rather hentai-ish noises of your own as you start more actively giving Wolf's cock oral attenting, sucking at the shaft and turning your head to lick his balls, one of his hands stroking over your hair encouragingly.\n\nWhen Wolf pulls his hips back and angles the tip of his prick to your lips, you once more obey the unspoken command and part them, looking up in a silent 'please be gentle' expression. That actually makes him visibly shiver, a line of pre leaking from his cock to smear across your tongue, before he does gently push his cock into your mouth. His hand guides your head in slight motions even as he moves his hips, letting you get used to having a cock in your mouth, letting you explore the feeling of sucking it, and licking it, and taking it deeper and deeper. Admittedly it probably encourages you as Kit finally slides her mouth back down over your cock and starts matching Wolf's progress, taking your prick into her mouth as deep as you're taking his into yours. Soon you're matching Wolf's wife's technique more out of reflex than conscious thought, letting the way her tongue caresses your prick guide you in caressing her husband's prick with your own tongue.\n\nGradually, not forcing you, but gradually urging himself forward, Wolf starts pushing his cock down your throat. The noises you're making getting louder and more lewd by the moment, and your cock twitches in Kit's mouth as you realize how much you sound like the enthusiastic dicksucking sluts in some of the porn videos you've watched, the thought sending more shivers of embarrassment and arousal and desire racing up and down your spine and spreading through your body. Before today you'd never given more than a passing thought to sucking dick, hurriedly brushing such ideas off and assuring yourself you were straight... now, thoroughly coaxed and lulled and urged into admitting your sleeping desires by these two wicked, kinky pro nerds, you want nothing more than to suck Wolf's cock down to the root and make him cum all over your face.\n\nInstead, though, before you've quite got it all down, Wolf pulls back and out of you, leaving you panting and for several moments with long strands of saliva connecting your lips and his dick, more of your spit dripping off of it. Kit slides up to, both of them smiling at you, leaning down to kiss your lips or your face as you cool down a little again. Then Kit lays on her back, letting her legs spread as Wolf urges you up and to your knees, and to move around between his wife's thighs. You stare, anticipation and mild disbelief fogging your brain at the realization of what's about to happen as you look down at the beautiful naked woman in front of you. Either sensing that you're too stunned to move or just acting on his own desires, Wolf leans in behind you, kissing at your ear and neck as he wraps a hand around your cock, rubbing the tip of your prick up and down along his wife's pussylips, before his other hand lightly pushes on your lower back. You let out a long, low moan as Kit's cunt engulfs your cock, slowly sheathing it for the first time in hot, dripping tightness.\n\nWolf's hand continues to guide you forward until you're hilted inside Kit, without pause sliding upward and continuing to urge you forward until you lay on top of her, Kit's arms tenderly wrapping around you as she pulls you down against her and kisses your forehead as you press against those lovely, perfectly average perfect breasts, still shivering a bit as you adapt to the feeling of being inside her. But after a moment she whispers, "Nice and slow to start, huh? You can fuck me as hard as you want later," she adds with a wicked giggle, before drawing you a bit further up to kiss your lips again, tongue flicking against your lower lip before she finishes, "But at first nice and slow."\n\nYou nod, panting softly and having to resist the urge to start just pounding her like the horny jackrabbit that your teenage brain wants you to be right now. Instead you start moving your hips slowly, stroking just a bit in and out of her, really getting a feel for having your cock sucked in by such a perfectly soft and wet and eager pussy. Kit strokes your hair and continues to kiss you, giving her own soft, encouraging moans into your mouth as you do. Motion out of the corner of your eye catches your attention though, and you turn your head, blushing as you see Wolf smearing some rather thick-looking lube all over his cock, leaving it even more coated with wetness than your own saliva had. He gives you that fittingly wolfish grin as he sees you looking, his slightly slick hand once again resting on your lower back to pause your thrusts as he moves in behind you.\n\n"You ready, cutie?" he murmurs in your ear before giving it a kiss.\n\nYou're not entirely sure you are... but you <i>really</i> want it, and give a single nod before you can think better of it. Wolf smiles, once more kissing along your neck and shoulder as he positions himself, the slight cold wetness of the lube and the hot hardness of his cock all mingling into one intense sensation against your sensitive pucker. And then he's actually pushing inside you, making you tilt your head back and whimper as his prick slowly spreads you open, sliding inside you just like you've slid inside his wife. Kit kisses at your throat and chin and jaw as Wolf continues his own kisses along your shoulders and the back of your neck, leaving you a squirming, whimpering mess of mingled pleasure that you were never expecting, let alone in the middle of the day as a result of trying to sell some chocolate bars as a scab scout.\n\nBut soon Wolf's pushed fully inside you, his hips pressing against your ass and gently pushing you just that much further inside his wife's pussy. He begins his own slow, steady strokes after a moment, letting you get used to the feeling of being fucked just as Kit urged you to get used to the feeling of fucking, making you arch your back and press against her as her husband pumps into your ass. 'Fuck, it feels so good,' you think dazedly, and after a few minutes resume your own thrusting without really thinking about it, your hips starting to work. You're not entirely sure if you're trying to thrust your ass back against Wolf's hard, hot cock or your prick forward into Kit's sweet, molten cunt, but you're caught between both and it's the most amazing thing you've ever imagined.\n\nBit by bit, as you somehow simultaneously grow used to and get further overwhelmed by the sensations, your own thrusts quicken, growing faster and stronger. This apparently encourages Wolf to start fucking you harder as well, his low moans sounding in your ear reminding you that you're being assfucked by a man, even as Kit's growing squeals of pleasure and the pumping of her hips up towards your thrust reminding you that you're giving a woman a good, thorough dicking. The overlapping feelings of it all, every emotion connected with them, every physical sensation, all winds and twirls up inside you until you barely even realize when you're cumming, still thrusting and fucking yourself back against the hard cock in your ass even as you spill your load, right up until the husband thrusts forward and pins you against his wife to empty his balls into your tight teenage hole.\n\nYou must have at least borderline passed out after that, because you find yourself really coming back to full comprehension laying on your back, nestled between the pair as their hands run over your body, their kisses still falling over your face and hair and ears. You blush and squirm again, your cock giving a twitch but not hardening again... apparently, for the moment, even your teenage libido is a bit overwhelmed.\n\n"That was really fun, Jamie," Kit practically purrs in your ear. "I'm so glad we made friends with you."\n\n"Even if we didn't really buy that you're actually a scout doing a fundraiser," Wolf adds in a teasing voice, which makes you go red right up to the tip of the ear that he nips.\n\n"Um, yeah, sorry," you murmur sheepishly, after only a brief hesitation turning and giving Kit what you hope is an apologetic peck on the lips, then doing the same with Wolf. "My friend Kevin came up with the idea and kind of pestered me into it, he's out there selling them too."\n\n"Ahhh, then we probably ought to let you get back to him," Kit says with a sigh as she sits up... then snickers. "But after a shower, yeah?" she adds teasingly, slipping a finger down to tickle at your lube-and-cum-smeared asshole and making you squirm embarrassedly. "But how about you come over bright and early tomorrow and spend the whole day, hm?"\n\n"We can have lots of fun. Not even just the lewd kind," Wolf adds with a chuckle.\n\n<hr>\n[[Sure!|QOKW1x4]]\n\n[[Probably... better not.|QOKW]]

"I... think I can manage that," you say. You've seen enough shows about sneaking off to do date(?) stuff without parents knowing that you're fairly certain you have a grasp of the general concept. Even if actually doing it is fairly terrifying. But the reward here seems sufficient to urge even you to take a risk. "I mean, I'd really like to, yeah."\n\n"Cool! Then come by whenever you can in the morning," Kit says as she gets up and leads you to the bathroom. "For now though..."\n\nTurns out they renovated their bathroom to put in a particularly large shower, which the three of you fit in neatly. Although nothing else full-fledged happens, it's still a very exciting experience having both of them rub your wet, soapy body as they nominally help you clean, with you gradually growing comfortable and bold enough to do the same, running your hands over Kit's breasts and round ass or stroking Wolf's cock and much firmer ass. But eventually all of you step out and get dressed, and they really do buy some of the chocolate bars, since apparently they were serious about wanting to buy them.\n\nYou find Kevin waiting for you somewhat impatiently at the corner where the two of you first entered the neighborhood. "Well, you took longer than I expected," he notes as you walk up. "Did you at least sell all of 'em?"\n\n"Ah, no, just some," you allow. You hesitate briefly before adding, "Um, actually, I met a girl." Which you guess is kind of true. You're just leaving out that she's older. And has a husband. Who you also met. ... And had sex with both.\n\nTo his credit Kevin's annoyance instantly vanishes, replaced by a large, pleased grin. "Whoa, seriously dude? You?!"\n\nHe really didn't have to add that last bit though. "Uh, yeah. And I'm probably gonna go over to her place again tomorrow, so if you could like... cover for me if I tell my parents I'm visiting you?"\n\n"Oh sure, guy, no problem! Happy to! But hey, make sure to share some of the details with me later, okay?" he urges with a snicker, nudging you with his elbow as the two of you start walking home.\n\n"I, ah, probably shouldn't. She wouldn't like that, probably," you murmur, glancing away. Actually you get the general feeling Kit would be more than happy to have you share all sorts of details with Kevin, but that's clearly a bad idea for a lot of reasons.\n\n"Awww. But yeah, I get ya."\n\nAfter that it's mostly the challenge of playing normal the rest of the day once you get home, with the constant anxiety of feeling like your mother will somehow gaze into your mind and scream 'YOU SPENT HOURS TODAY HAVING HOT BI SEX!' This feels like a very credible threat to you, despite knowing it should be ridiculous. You manage to settle down by bedtime (although you jerk off twice, thinking both of all you did today and all you might do tomorrow, imagining it's Kit's hand around you and wishing you could feel Wolf's cock sliding inside you again). Although of course the next morning you get nervous again, and but by the end of breakfast you've worked up the courage to say you're going to hang out with Kevin again. As you're on your way, you text him to let him know that you're going to see your 'girl' and you're supposed to be with him, and he sends back a thumbs up, which you're going to consider to interpret as a sacred bond between men in this instance.\n\nSoon you're standing at the door, but your knuckles have barely made contact when it swings open, revealing Kit standing there with a bright smile on her face. "Jamie, hi!"\n\n"Buh," you answer, your eyes bugging a bit. Kit's dressed up in a cheerleader uniform. Not just any cheerleader uniform, but your school's specifically. It does look slightly out of date, but it's still the same colors and rather provocative style, the short, sleeveless top that bares her midriff and the pleated skirt draping down her hips. She smirks a bit at your dumbfounded look, turning back and forth fast enough to make the skirt twirl up some.\n\n"Like it? I actually was a cheerleader my senior year, despite being a nerd," she says cheerfully. "Since you were coming over and I know you go to Deviville High, I thought I'd dig it out and see if it still fit! Only..."\n\nHer smile turns wicked as she pinches the sides of the skirt and lifts it up, displaying her bare pussy to you and to anyone that might be passing by her porch at just that moment. "I couldn't find the bloomers."\n\nWhile you're still standing there stunned (and near-instantly hard), she giggles and snags you by the hand, pulling you inside and shutting the door after you. "Wolf wound up having to do a work thing," she says as she leads you towards the bedroom. "But he should be finished in a little while. So why don't you and I go ahead and get started, hmmm?" she says as the two of you step into the bedroom.\n\n<hr>\n[[Okay!|QOKW1x5]]\n\n[[You'd rather wait for Wolf...|QOKW]]

Your body tenses as you hear a distinct rustling noise in the darkness beyond... far too deliberate to be the wind. Swallowing hard, you hiss, "Gideon. Gideon!"\n\n"Mmmf?" Your friend blinks his eyes open blearily. "Wha?"\n\n"There's something out there!" you whisper frantically, your eyes darting back and forth.\n\nHe gives a low groan. "Jamie, c'mon, you're just-" Then he blinks as he, too, hears a rustle, and a crack of a stick. Sitting up slowly, he looks around. "Uh... yeah, I think you're right," he says in a slightly worried tone.\n\nYou sit up cautiously too, staring into the area around the camp... and after a moment you definitely see a shadow. A really big shadow.\n\n<hr>\n[[The tent!|GidCamp3x2]]\n\n[[Run!|GidCamp]]\n\n[["H-hello?"|GidCamp]]

"The tent, get in the tent!" you squeak, scrambling out of the sleeping bag and around the campfire. In passing the bag with all the cooking materials you snag something without even really thinking about it, as both you and Gideon go piling into the tent. He yanks the zipper around the flap to close it... then stares at you as you pop open the grabbed item and start pouring it across the bottom of the tent to one side of the flap.\n\n"Dude, seriously?"\n\n"It works on Supernatural!" you hiss back lamely, scooting into the center of the tent and huddling on yourself.\n\n"It doesn't work on <i>bears</i> or what the fuck ever!" Gideon nonetheless scoots up right next to you, yanking a folding knife out of his pocket and flicking it open... then glancing at you.\n\n"... dude my mom still frets like she's gonna die if I use a chef's knife..."\n\n"Man if we survive this you have <i>got</i> to have a talk with her."\n\nBoth of you jump a bit as the sounds of something approaching get louder, including heavy footfalls. From the snuffling and grunting noises, you're pretty sure that Gideon's right... it must be a bear. Both of you huddle together a bit closer as the big animal apparently makes its way around the camp, Gideon hissing, "Just take the food and go!" Then you both jump a little as there's another sound... a different kind of panting, and a yipping bark.\n\n"Wolf?" you squeak, before clapping a hand over your mouth.\n\nGideon shakes his head desperately... there aren't supposed to be any wolves left in this part of the country, after all. Yet it sounds distinctly like there's a low bark, and a few noises from the bear... before both suddenly fall silent, not a single sound of movement. The silence stretches for several seconds... before you and Gideon jump a little at the sound of people speaking instead, albeit not in a language you've ever heard before.\n\n"Dfu uv dras? Lusa huf, tuh'd pa knaato," a woman's voice says, followed by a short laugh.\n\n"Pid drao'na ouihk, cmaag, yht dahtan. So vyjuneda geht uv saym," a much deeper and very masculine voice answers in a distinctly annoyed tone.\n\n"Ed fuh'd gemm oui du cryna. Ed rambc gaab dra bayla," the woman replies... with both you and Gideon flinching as the zipper of the tent starts moving, slowly sliding back in the same arc that it went. Then you both stare at the sight revealed as it falls away... namely, the bronze-skinned woman leaning forward and staring into the tent with dark eyes, her head capped by a preserved wolf's head with two long black braids hanging forward from the sides and obviously more loose hair beneath it, her very full breasts hanging down and largely bare, several white-painted lines visible on them and her midriff. "Hello, boys," she says pleasantly, albeit with an odd accent. "No need to worry, no one's going to hurt you."\n\nYou manage to tear your eyes away from the shocking display long enough to exchange glances with Gideon, before both of you scoot back a bit further.\n\nThe woman quirks an eyebrow, then glances down, blatantly eyeing the line of salt beyond the flap. "Hm. They're teaching white kids some interesting things these days," she notes with a glance to the side.\n\n"Psh. Yhhuoehk."\n\nLooking back into the tent, the woman smiles again. "Come on now, I swear, come out and no one's going to hurt you or steal you away or any of that."\n\n"That'd mean a lot more coming from someone who apparently can't cross a salt line," Gideon mutters.\n\n"Mm. But if we wanted to hurt you or get you out, we could just burn down your little tent, couldn't we?" she points out, though her smile grows more, well, wolfish as you both pale at her pointing that out. "Right. So, why not come out and talk? We won't bite."\n\n<hr>\n[[Leave the tent.|GidCamp]]\n\n[[Stay put.|GidCamp]]

"W-what are you talking about, there's no way I-" You cut yourself off as you realize that your body's already staggering forward, and you're dropping to your knees in front of him. You stare at his cock and balls as your head twitches ever closer even as you struggle to hold back. But it's no use, and you find your mouth and nose pressing up against his sack, your tongue lolling out to start licking and slurping against it. "Uh can'd sdob!" you protest, muffled both by his balls and by having your tongue out while you say it.\n\n"Heheh, that's because your subconscious and spirit both realize I'm your master, even if your conscious mind doesn't," Kevin says with a snicker, almost mockingly stroking a hand over your hair as you tongue-wash his balls. "Poor poor Jamie... even though your brain might be straight, your body's going to be a good little bitch for me." \n\nYou want to deny it, you try to deny it, but your mouth is pressing up against one of his balls and washing your tongue around against it in circles even as you give out grunts of denial. Kevin apparently intends to show you no mercy either... he leaves you knealing there tongue-bathing and suck-worshiping his balls until you've completely lost track of time. All you know is that you've been kneeling there at least an hour, constantly with the taste of his balls on your tongue, the smell of them in your nose, the feel of them on your face when he presses a hand on your head and rubs them against you. You keep trying to stop, to resist, but your body obediently keeps sucking his sack no matter how much you don't want to. \n\nAnd when Kevin leans back and presses you in and downward somewhat, you're similarly powerless to resist as you start tonguing his pucker, rolling your tongue around his asshole and pressing it inside, his balls resting against your upper face as you do. Several times over the next half hour you try to at least convince yourself it's something else, that you're eating out a girl, or at least a girl's ass, but the feel of Kevin's balls on your face and his completely, utterly masculine smell in your nose as you tongue-fuck his ass is impossible to escape. At least until he nudges you back up and slides your mouth over the head of his prick. You gag around it, just from the taste of it and the feel of his pre smearing all over your tongue at first, but soon you're gagging again as his hand keeps nudging you down to tease his cock at the opening of your throat. And then he's shoving harder, forcing your throat to open, your eyes bugging as you're forced to swallow it down, and keep swallowing until your chin is up against his balls and your nose is grinding against his crotch.\n\n"Mmmm, that's pretty good, y'know?" Kevin coos as he grips your hair, starting to work your head up and down as well as thrusting his hips upward, both fucking your mouth with his prick and fucking your mouth onto his prick, your body absolutely refusing to try and stop him other than a few twitches, shudders, and you squirming as you kneel in front of him. "I think I might like this better than if you'd submitted completely. Seeing my cute straight friend completely helpless to do anything but get throat-fucked by my dick's pretty hot. ... So I guess fucking your ass would be even hotter, huh?"\n\nYour eyes widen again, but you're barely given time to gasp and try to form a protest as he pulls your head up and off of him, only to throw you forward to be bent over the bed as he slips behind you. His hands roughly yank down your pants around your thighs, and then his huge, spit-slick cock is pushing inside you, stretching your straight, virgin asshole wide around it. You grit your teeth, groaning in protest as he leans forward and grips your wrists, pressing them against the bed. "K-Kevin, don't, stop it, it's too big," you whimper, even as his dick slides deeper and deeper inside you, showing no mercy.\n\n"You'll be fine, your mind can resist all it wants, but your body will be a good bitch and take every inch," he coos in your ear, starting to thrust lightly and making you gasp out in shock. But his pace and the strength of his thrusts steadily increases, and soon his fat red balls are slapping against your rather smaller peach-colored onces, your limp cock dangling below you, dwarfed by the one pumping into your now slick and apparently unresisting hole.\n\nYou grit your teeth, unable to keep your eyes from rolling as Kevin uses your ass to get himself off. The strange thing is that while you aren't enjoying it in the least, your body seems to be taking pleasure from it... or at least your asshole is, twitching and shuddering around that thick demon dick as Kevin pounds it into you, the way he's stretching out your hole and sliding so deep into you constantly reminding you just how small and soft your own cock is compared to his. Several times over the long, thorough fucking, you have what you can only call 'assgasms'... your hole clenching and almost sucking at him as you twitch and shudder with unwanted pleasure washing through you. Though your cock steadfastly remains limp and unresponsive, matching your mind's distaste for being fucked by another boy, let alone a big-dicked demon, you can't help but let out a rather long, slutty-sounding moan as Kevin's cock twitches and he finally begins unleashing a load of hot, gooey jizz deep inside you, enough to actually bulge out your belly and leave it jiggling a bit beneath you.\n\nKevin chuckles as he pulls out, leaving you shuddering and panting in place bent over the bed, cum dribbling out of your gaped asshole and down over your balls and limp cock to plop heavily into your underwear and jeans. "Oh yeah, you're gonna make a fine little worshiper, Jamie. In fact, that felt so good, I'll do something nice for you."\n\n"S-something... nice?" you ask faintly, still struggling to catch your breath.\n\n"You can pick from one of three things. One, I'll only fuck you really occasionally, whenever I don't feel like going out and getting a girl. Maybe like, once a week," he says, holding up one red finger as you look tiredly at him. "Of course, that's open to change, I'll still probably fuck you whenever I like and without warning, just not every day. Or, two, I could turn you gay. Super gay. A little cock-addict." He smirks as he raises his second finger. "You still wouldn't necessarily be happy and completely on board with worshiping me, but at least you'd completely enjoy my prick. Or, three, I could turn you into a girl." He raises his third finger, wiggling it a bit. "Of course, it won't actually change your mind, I guess that would make you a lesbian... but at least your body would accept me even easier, and you wouldn't have to worry about what anyone else thought if they found out about it. After all, I'm going to be your master for the rest of your life... gotta think ahead!"\n\nSomehow you understand that it's true... Kevin owns you now. Eventually someone else will find out he's fucking you, no matter how often it is... if he could retcon you into being a girl, that would at least preserve your dignity, sort of. Or you suppose if he really could... turn you... you wouldn't so much care about that anymore. What to do?\n\n<hr>\n[[Have him fuck you less.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Have him fuck you gay.|QOKev3x2]]\n\n[[Have him turn you into a girl.|QOKev]]

You shudder a little at feeling a particularly big glob of cum drip out of your ass and slide down your balls. Even if you didn't really enjoy it... getting fucked felt good. Incredible really. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be made to enjoy it. "I... okay, turn me gay," you groan, pressing your face against the comforter. "Fuck me until I turn homo, I don't care."\n\n"Hm. Okay. Next week."\n\n"W-wha?" You lift your head again, staring at your demonic friend... well, master now... in shock.\n\n"Heheh, can't make it too easy on you... part of the fun is in tormenting you. So I'll let you have this one last week to enjoy being straight... and to think about how I'm going to fuck you and turn you into a whimpering little cock-addict." He considers then, rubbing his chin. "Though I think I want you to go a little further. You're gonna have to <i>prove</i> you want me to turn you gay."\n\n"Pr-... prove?"\n\n"Yup! Every day you need to do something that shows how bad you want to be my little butt boy, and send me a picture of it along with a text telling me how you still want to be fucked up the ass until you turn gay. I'll cast some magic to enable whatever it is you want to do... but you have to decide what it is by tomorrow morning!" He snaps his fingers, and you give a soft 'erk' as the remainder of his cum, both outside of and inside of you, sinks in and disappears, leaving you largely clean, if disheveled. "Now go on, go home. And be deciding how you're gonna show off your dedication!"\n\nAll along the walk home, you can't really help but think about just that. Not only are you going to have the straight fucked out of you at the end of this week... you have to do something every day showing that you <i>want</i> to be gay. Kevin was always kind of devious and wicked, apparently turning into a demon has ramped that up to eleven. He said that whatever you picked, his magic would help you do it, so you just have to figure out what to do.\n\n<hr>\n[[Use toys.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Crossdress.|QOKev]]\n\n[[Get fucked.|QOKev]]\n\n[[No! There has to be another way!|QOKev]]

Admittedly, the thought of your first "real" sex in the mortal world being so deviant and having so many wicked possibilities sort of has you standing there giggling quietly to yourself as all the scenarios play out in your mind. Your mother watches, blinking a few times at first, then unnoticed by you gradually getting a flat expression on her face.\n\n"You know, Malorinimaxira Kensington, if you wanted to fuck, you could just ask."\n\n"Oh, well, I was just-" you start to reply reflexively, before it starts to process what she actually said. You blink a few times, then turn to stare at her. "Bwuh?"\n\nYour eyes widen as her breasts expand outward, stretching her shirt out and lifting it up to bare a good deal of her belly, her hips and ass also rounding out in her already fairly snug jeans. A pair of horns pokes forth from her forehead and a long, thin, spade-tipped tail is soon whipping back and forth behind her. She settles her hands on her enhanced hips and eyes you. "Now young man, what's this about you going and turning back into a demon on your <i>first day</i> with us?"\n\n"..." You raise a finger and open your mouth to explain. "Abugguhwiggaguh." No, that's not Infernal, your brain's just not finished rebooting from this little revelation.\n\n"Oh, didn't know about this, did you?" One of her eyebrows quirks. "Yes, I'm part succubus. Jamie was too, which is probably why that cute little angel actually agreed to this deal in the first place. As far as the amount of sex demons in the world, it was a lateral move."\n\n"Nooooooooooooooo he actually got one over on meeeeeeeee!" you wail, clutching the sides of your head and falling to your knees in agony. Then you blink a few times, looking up at her. "Wait a second, how do you know all this? And why aren't you more upset about me replacing your son?"\n\n"I pulled it from your mind before you woke up, while it was still settling into your body. As for why I'm not more upset... well..." Your mother frowns a bit and taps a finger against her cheek a few times. "I mean Jamie did go to Heaven, which would normally be very sad except he... literally went to Heaven without actually dying. I suppose I do still have something of a demon's perspective alongside my human one, so I find I can't feel <i>too</i> sad about that." She walks over and gently ruffles your hair. "Besides, I got another son too, so that's not so bad."\n\nYou stare up at her, absolutely stunned and completely uncertain of how to react. You'd started getting yourself in the habit of thinking of them as 'Mother' and 'Father' more for the sake of convenience than anything else, but had never really... well, you never thought that if she knew, that she'd actually still want to be your mother. Definitely not that. You open and close your mouth a few times, still trying to process that... then give a squawk of indignation as the enhancer bracelets abruptly unfasten from around your wrists and fly into her hand.\n\n"I will, however, be taking these," your mother declares breezily, before holding out the other hand, the pair of books flying into it. "And don't think about going back to the bank and getting some more, I called them and told them you needed me accompanying you from now on."\n\n"B-but-!"\n\n"No 'buts'," she says in a scolding tone, even as she gives her own ass a little wiggle, tail flicking as if to say 'so there'. "No son of mine is taking sloppy shortcuts and getting himself into trouble. These are too advanced for you to go jumping right into them, demon experience or no, and these will just have you getting yourself in over your head," she scolds gently, holding up first the books and then the bracelets. "I have some nice beginner spellbooks for you, and you can practice with the abilities you already have until you've demonstrated enough self-control that you're not going to attract the attention of some demon hunters or something."\n\n"... Oh right I forgot about them," you mutter a bit sulkily.\n\n"Yes I thought you might have. Now," she says in a reasonable tone, giving you a smile as she tucks the books under one arm and the bracelets into a pocket. "Did you still want to have sex, sweetheart?"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Yes.|QOInc]]\n\n[[... No.|QOInc]]

... Okay, so, normally someone lurking in the shadows of your really creepy statue would be something that you would stay far, far, far away from. But as you keep reminding yourself, it <i>is</i> a game, so. You walk over, peering into the shadows. "... Hello?" you call, still just a bit uncertainly.\n\n"... Kyu-hu-hu-hu..." comes the bit of a weird giggle in reply. Not... exactly encouraging. Especially since you're pretty sure you can see more <i>actual</i> tentacles writhing around.\n\nBut. It's a game. It's your farm. ... And you're pretty sure Amooya is still nearby and could probably beat the shit out of anyone who tried to bother you. "Hey, what are you doing over there?" you call a bit more firmly.\n\n"... kyu..." the voice says, in a bit of a meeker tone. But after a moment she comes shuffling out, sort of hunched forward with her wrists raised but hands flopped in that sort of classic 'Igor' pose.\n\nShe's, uh... she's quite a sight. Topping everything is a head of very thick, very wild, very disheveled, and <i>very</i> black hair spilling down her back and around her face. Her skin is a rather bloodless white color, making the bright purple of her eyes and the heavy dark bags underneath them stand out even more. She's wearing a sort of ragged, thin black top of some sort of stretchy material that strains to adequately contain her large breasts, and hugs her trim middle. The top bunches up around her hips, which... is where her body transitions to having tentacles instead. Greyish-black tentacles like an octopus, though they're paler on the underside where the suckers are. She seems to have no real problem maneuvering with them on land, though the rise and fall of them causes a weird sort of wobble-glide motion. You also notice she seems to have a number of other, less 'defined' tentacles coming out of holes in the back of her shirt, though those are currently laying flopped against her back kind of like a cape.\n\n"Uh... hi," you say, blinking.\n\nYou're expecting her to launch into some sort of maniacal laughter or quip for some reason, but instead after a second she raises a hand and waves a little awkwardly. "... Hi."\n\n... Wow have you found someone that shares your social skill level in this game? "Um. My name's Jamie, this is my farm."\n\n"H-hey there! Jamie! I'm Tentara," she says, giving that awkward wave again, managing a sort of half-panicked smile with her purple lips. "I really like your statue, I came to take a look at it, kyu-hu-hu-hu~!" she adds, actually briefly looking sincere (if rather more manic) with her grin as she hunches her shoulders and shakes with her laugh.\n\n"Ah... yeah, thanks," you murmur, glancing at the statue before back to her. ... Yeah you can kind of see where she'd like it.\n\n"But also... but also... when I came in close to take a better look at it..." She hunches forward more, head down and both hands clutching it, the tentacles on her back writhing gently and the ones that make up her lower body trembling. "... when I came closer..."\n\n"Uh... what happened when you came closer?" you prompt, a little fearfully.\n\n"... THE <i>SMELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!</i>" Tentara wails joyfully as she throws back her head, mouth open in a smile of pure unhinged glee, purple eyes actually glowing as she drags her hands down onto her cheeks, raising up onto her lower tentacles, her back-tentacles flailing in the air excitedly. "The smell of <i>chemicals</i>! Aaaaa! Aaaaa, chemicals, my brain's already mixing them with each one I smell! I'm cumming, I'm <i>cummiiiiiiing</i>!"\n\nYou just stare at her, jaw slack, as she squeals and writhes in place, swaying back and forth atop her lower tentacles while several of her upper ones tease at her breasts and rub her belly like affectionate lovers. Then she abruptly stops, blinking several times, before sheepishly sinking back down to a lower height and resuming her hunched posture.\n\n"... kyu... it's hard to get actual lab equipment out here... ... you know..." she notes sadly, hanging her head.\n\nYou stare for a moment more, before shaking your head. "Right."\n\n"B-but, I really do like your statue! And, and I bet there's all sorts of fun things that could be made with what I smell!" <<if $housepainted is true and $housepaintblack is true>>She looks towards the house, then looks back at you and gives you that crazed smile again, though this time it seems even more gleeful. "And I love your taste! I think I could be very happy here!"<<else>>She looks at the house, then hesitates, before saying, "I mean, it's not quite my sort of place, I don't know that I'd want to live here, but... I'd still like to visit!"<<endif>>\n\nWell, Hopita did say the statues could attract monster girls, and hoo boy did this one work. ... Still, she is pretty hot, in a weird, slightly coocoo-bananas way. And it sounds like she might actually be able to make sense of that science kit you found downstairs<<if $basement is "empty">> though you'd have to actually have a place to put it first<<endif>>. It probably wouldn't be a bad idea to ask her to stay! If you wanted.\n<<set $tentaramet to true>>\n<hr>\n<<if $basement is "furnished" and $housepaintblack is true>>[[Ask Tentara to stay.|TentaraWaifuAccept]]<<endif>><<if $basement is "furnished" and not $housepaintblack>>You think you'd need to make the house more to her aesthetic before she'll stay.<<endif>><<if $basement is "empty" and $housepaintblack is true>>She likes the house color, but you'll need to make the basement presentable before she'll stay.<<endif>><<if $basement is "empty" and not $housepaintblack>>You'd need to fix up the basement, and you're pretty sure she'd prefer a different color on the house before she'll stay.<<endif>>\n\n[[Don't ask her yet.|TentaraMeet2]]

Well, that seems like a normal enough request, you're pretty used to being asked to come in and say hello to your mother's mom-friends. Suppressing a sigh, you turn and walk into the living room proper with your mother following close behind. Indeed, it's the same usual group of ladies about her age, a few a bit older and one slightly younger... though you notice that today the group is dressed a bit more attractively. There's actually a fair few unbuttoned blouses and short skirts today, many of the women looking a little flushed and with stray hairs drifting away from their buns or ponytails or whatnot. Not sure what to think of that, you stand awkwardly as they all smile at you, raising a hand. "Hi," you greet weakly.\n\nThe roomful of women titters and coos over how cute you are, as usual, making you wish you could crawl away and die. Then your mother's hands settle on your shoulders, and your face goes pale as she says, "I was just telling everyone how I sucked your big, fat cock for so long that I wound up growing one myself as yours went back to normal. It wound up getting veeery interesting!" she coos.\n\n"Oh, yes, definitely," one of the other women says, a blonde with her hair in a bun as she sips at her teacup with one hand, and uses the other to pull up the front of her skirt... allowing a long, thick cock much like the one you saw your mother with yesterday to spring free. "And before you knew it we were all sucking her off, and sporting these lovely things!"\n\n"It feels soooo good," the youngest of the group murmurs, a brunette in a ponytail as she slips her skirt entirely off to fondle her balls as she pumps her prick with her other hand. "I can hardly wait to get home and fuck my daughter's tight little pussy... though I wonder if I fucked her ass or mouth, if she'd wind up with one of these too? Mmm, then we could spitroast her father..."\n\nAs you stare in shock, every single one of your mother's friends pulls up or slips off their skirts, some revealing panties or stockings and garters, some showing themselves bare beneath, but every single one wielding a porn-sized prick, stiff and in some cases already dripping with pre. You jump some as you feel your mother's cock rub up against your ass as she leans down to coo in your ear, "But since I've been thinking about how I didn't get to fuck you since yesterday morning, I also think you should be accommodating to our guests before they go home and start pounding their families. So why don't you be a good boy, Jamie, and strip down and start sucking these nice lady-dicks, hm?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Agree.|QOKevScheme5x3]]\n\n[[Refuse.|QOKevScheme]]

You have a hard enough time standing up to your own mother... an entire pack of mothers, surrounding you, wielding big, meaty cocks like they were symbols of some lustful authority? You don't have a chance. Your willpower crumbles as you meekly murmur "... Okay," and start pulling off your shirt.\n\nThe pack of adult women giggles and coos at you as you reveal your slim chest, making you feel even more humiliated and embarrassed, and dread what comes next. But you know there's nothing you can really do, so you undo your jeans and push them and your underwear down, enduring the wave of "Awwwwww!" as you reveal your prick, which wouldn't have measured up to all those long, thick fucksticks the MILF brigade is wielding even before its size see-sawing. You straighten up, trembling a bit as many of the women settle back into their seats, now openly stroking their cocks and fondling their balls as they look at you and shamelessly comment on your body, phrases like "precious" and "pretty" and "adorable" being used for various parts of your bared anatomy.\n\n"Such a good boy," your mother coos, making you turn to face her. She's discarded her skirt and her blouse is completely open, leaving her large breasts and equally large prick on display, one hand lightly wrapped around the base of it as she smiles lustfully. "But you'll be even better on your knees, sucking dick like a dutiful son should. Now, I trust you know where to start...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[With her cock.|QOKevScheme5x4]]\n\n[[With everyone else's cock.|QOKevScheme9x1]]

You can't believe this is happening, you simply weren't prepared for anything like this. You stand there stiff as a board, your lips hard and unmoving as Katrina's press against them, moving gently. But that movement slows, and she leans back some, looking at you in confusion... then something vaguely like horror comes over her face, before it turns into a soft, rueful laugh as she leans her forehead against yours.\n\n"What am I doing...?" she murmurs, closing her eyes. Then she steps back, murmuring, "Jamie, I am so sorry."\n\n"I... no, I mean, I..." you stammer, not certain what to say as she quickly turns and hurries away, disappearing back into the bathroom. She emerges a moment later dressed again, hefting her purse onto her shoulder. "I, I'm sorry, I-"\n\n"No, no," she says gently as she hurries over, cupping your cheek gently, her thumb brushing your skin, then adding another, firmer, "No. Jamie, it is I who am sorry. For... all of this," she adds, wincing a little, before giving you a sad smile. "You deserve better than this, sweet boy. I do not know what came over me, thinking to use you like this. You deserve... very much better."\n\nYou swallow, but can't seem to make yourself say anything. After a moment, she brushes her hand over your hair.\n\n"You stay here tonight. Watch whatever you like on the TV, order whatever you wish from room service. In the morning, ask the front desk to order you a taxi home... I will have it all paid for."\n\n"What... what about you?" you manage, your voice coming out in a whisper.\n\n"I... will return to Russia, for good this time." She takes in a deep breath through her nose, lets it rush out softly through slightly-parted lips. "I think that is for the best. On my way to the airport, I will call my friend at the courthouse and have the marriage annulled. It will never appear on the records. ... Thank you. For indulging my little evening of madness."\n\nKatrina hesitates a little, then leans forward to kiss you again... but this time on the forehead. "You really are a good boy. You deserve a good life, without this drama. Always believe that, hm? One last selfish request from your bride of a few hours, always believe that you deserve good things," she says, blue eyes twinkling despite the fact that her smile is still sad.\n\nYou watch as she turns and walks out of the door, and out of your life. You feel like you should have said more, done more, but nothing will come to mind. Instead, you just sit down to ponder what's trumped that weekend during spring break as the strangest day of your life.\n\n<hr>\n[[Game Over.|QOBro5bxEnd]]

You stare at your mother's cock for long seconds, then blurt, "UHLOOKATTHETIMEKEVIN'SEXPECTINGMEGOTTAGOBY!" and duck past her, clutching the clothes in your hand and barely stooping to grab your shoes on the way out, an annoyed cry of "Jamie!" heard from behind you as you hurry out the front door.\n\nYou don't stop until you arrive at the park bathroom you used to change clothes back when Kevin had his whole stupid idea about selling chocolate bars. Changing out of your pajamas and into more normal clothes, you try to calm yourself down and convince yourself that you didn't really see what you saw. It has to have been just some weird dream you were having and got muddled up in before you left the house. Yeah. Taking a deep breath, you bundle up your sleep clothes and head over to Kevin's, deciding to ask him if you can spend the night.\n\nKevin's fine with you spending the night, and his mother cheerfully makes you welcome... she's a little more on the bright and eager to please side than usual, but that's not too out there. What's kind of shocking is that his older sister is just as happy to see you and eager to run little errands and make you feel at home. Kevin seems relaxed and at ease, more ordering his mother and sister around than asking them for things, but they seem so happy to hop to whatever he asks that you sort of brush it off. Though you do wonder where his dad got off to...\n\nYou spend the day and evening largely without incident, though you wake up in the night and Kevin's nowhere to be seen in his room. Eh, must've gone to the bathroom. You dither around for awhile in the morning after breakfast, but eventually decide to head home. Hoping that nothing odd is there to greet you, you push open the front door, and instead hear idle chit-chatting of multiple women. Huh, sounds like some of your mother's friends. Maybe she's having one of her makeup selling parties or a book club or something. As you're trying to quietly head up to your room, your mother steps out in front of you. She's wearing a white silk blouse and a black short skirt, and though the blouse is unbuttoned to show a more generous amount of cleavage than the usual, there's no... evidence... of what you thought you saw yesterday.\n\n"Have fun at Kevin's, dear?" she asks lightly enough, smiling.\n\n"Um, yeah," you answer, squirming and starting to edge around her towards your room.\n\n"Now now, don't go running off just yet. Some of my friends are over and most of them haven't seen you in awhile. Why don't you come in and say hi?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Okay.|QOKevScheme5x2]]\n\n[[No thanks.|QOKevScheme]]

You're definitely pretty curious as to what Freya's personal space (even moreso than the rest of her house) is like. Is it like... ultra jock-y with sports paraphenalia everywhere? Shockingly girly? What?\n\nYou head upstairs, cautiously glancing at the bathroom door which is indeed slightly ajar. But having already made your decision there, you turn away... now, assuming this place is set up kind of like your house, the master bedroom will be at the end of the hall, which means you do have to pass right by the bathroom, but...\n\nYup, this must be it! And... huh. It's... a little of both? Like there are some sports posters on the walls, and a couple of different balls in cases for decorations, but the bedspread on the particularly large, comfy-looking bed is pink, with a number of pillows and even a handful of stuffed animals scattered around either on the bed or on the nearby shelves. (They're all wearing some form of sports paraphernalia, which you guess makes sense.) There's a rather decent-sized TV and what looks like a media server/streaming box setup for it, and even a game console... though it's not any of the major brands, kind of looks like one of those knockoffs you order off of one of the discount apps that steals your data, your social security number, and your kidney.\n\nOh, there's the closet... hm. As far as you've seen she dresses pretty simply, you wonder what all she's got in there? Maybe... ... adult stuff? Ahem.\n\n<hr>\n[[Mess with the plushies.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Browse the streaming box.|QOFreya2x2]]\n\n[[Try the game console.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[Look in the closet.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[... Get naked on the bed.|QOFreya6x1]]

In answer, you hesitantly kneel down in front of her, hands uncertainly coming up to rest on her curvy hips before leaning in and touching your tongue to her shaft, dragging it slowly up.\n\n"Mhm, that's right, dutiful sons should tend to their mothers first of all," your mother says cheerfully, in a proud tone that she might use to reaffirm any etiquette lesson. Her motherly smile down at you is, of course, somewhat tinted by her licking her lips and kneading her own tits as you continue licking at her shaft. "But you should put more spirit into it, Jamie! Didn't I do a thorough job of sucking your fat prick when you had a big one? You should show your mother some of the same respect now that she's the one with the big dick!"\n\nYou suppose you're quite literally in no position to argue. Still looking up at her meekly, you lean in and start pressing your mouth to her shaft, sucking at it more firmly as you move your head, pressing your tongue harder against it. At her pleased noises that seem to urge you on, you somewhat hesitantly bring your hands around to it, wrapping one around the thick base of it and stroking a bit, fondling her heavy balls with the other as you move to slide your mouth over the head and start trying to work it into your mouth. Your mother moans lowly, bringing her hands to rest on her hips instead.\n\n"That's right, baby, get Mommy's cock nice and deep in your mouth... you need to get it alllll the way down your throat like a good little cocksucking slut of a son."\n\nShe definitely seems to be encouraging that, starting to give slight bucks of her hips towards the bobs of your head to urge more of her cock into your mouth. All around you, you can see the other mothers stroking themselves, all eyes on you as more and more of your mother's prick disappears between your widespread lips. It slides over your tongue and nudges up against your throat over and over, each time making you gag a bit and pull back... until finally your mother grabs the sides of your head and pushes you forward, forcing her cock down your now-bulging throat, your hands pressing to the front of her hips in reaction as within a matter of seconds you find your nose pressing against her crotch and her balls pressing against your chin.\n\nSoon she's thrusting away, fucking your face in a smooth, steady rhythm as you gag and quag on her prick, drool running down your chin and your eyes rolling up some. "Mmm, that's right, sweetheart, take allll of Mommy's big fat cock down your throat. Because you know what happens after Mommy feeds you a big fat load and sprays the rest over your face, don't you?" Grinning wickedly, she starts thrusting a bit faster, her balls making a nearly audible smack against your chin as you 'mmff!' and 'hngh!' with your stretched throat. "Mm, that's right, Mommy's going to bend you over and fuck you. Mommy's going to slam this big rod into your tight, slutty little ass and slam you until your hole gets all soft and yielding like a pussy."\n\nYour eyes widen and your noises become a bit more desperate at that... and yet your own cock finally reacts, completely against your will turning stiff and jutting up, as if just to emphasize how it's no match for the hefty rod stretching your throat. You squirm and wiggle more frantically, but all it does is seem to make your throat squeeze and suck harder around your mother's prick, and soon she's letting out a long, lusty moan and thrusting forward, her cock feeling like it's getting thicker and longer with every throb as it pulses, leaving you with no other option but to swallow her load since it's going almost all the way down your throat already. Then she's pulling back, flooding your throat anew as you struggle to swallow again, spluttering as she pulls out and leaves cum pooled on your tongue and dribbling down your chin, long streamers of it splattering all over your face as she strokes herself.\n\nYou pant and gasp as cum finally stops falling across your now messy face, looking at her cock and staring anew. It didn't just feel bigger, it <i>is</i> bigger! But if she notices it only seems to make her more smug, as she strokes herself more slowly. "Alright, sweetheart, there's a footrest clear right there. Bend over it and get ready to take Mommy in your boypussy."\n\n<hr>\n[[It's too big!|QOKevScheme]]\n\n[[... Yes Mommy...|QOKevScheme]]

What truly humiliates and shames you is that it feels really, <i>really</i> good. You can't help but start moaning as you feel that thick red cock pounding into your ass, the sound joining Shep panting heavily in your ear and the splashing of the water as he works his hips. Your own cock quickly hardens underneath you, jutting into the water stiff and throbbing hard beneath you. Completely out of your control, your hips jerk back some, pressing you towards Shep's thrusts, the horny dog wrapping his forelegs all the tighter around the middle as he makes you his panting, moaning bitch.\n\nYou lean your head forward, shuddering some as you feel his hot breath washing over your neck and his tongue flick over your ear, as if just to help remind you that it's definitely, definitely a dog with his long, thick cock pumping into your ass. Your own tongue starts to loll out some as you begin to abandon yourself to the feeling, the world becoming nothing but the shaky view of the house's wall, the sound of Shep panting in your ear and the sloshing of the water, and the feel of him on your back and pumping away inside of you. You start to become a little more alert as you feel something thicker start thumping against your spread open asshole, pushing it just a little wider every time. And then Shep's knot pushes you open enough for him to slide all the way in, popping inside and leaving your pucker to close around the base of him. The feel of that knot shoving into you and the sudden rush of hot wetness deep inside is enough to push you over the edge, and you groan as you start firing long ropes of milky cum into the water, your cock twitching and shuddering.\n\nShep just stays up against your back, forelegs wrapped around you to hold you in place as he continues pouring his cum inside you, your own cock gradually going somewhat limp underneath you. You shiver, trying to come to grips with the fact that earlier today you were a perfectly normal, straight teenage boy, and right now you've just cum without even touching your cock by being raped in the ass by a dog. Eventually his knot deflates, and Shep slides off of you, shiny red cock slipping free of your well-fucked ass with a rush of cum, the dog almost immediately going back to romping in the water and conveniently washing himself off. You lean there against the side of the tub for a moment more before climbing out and crawling over to the patio area.\n\nBefore you can even get to one of the chairs to start pushing yourself up, Shep is out of the tub and on you like a shot, mounting up again, that long red spear of a cock thrusting a few times before finding your already well-fucked asshole and thrusting inside, making you gasp. This time you don't even bother resisting, just bracing yourself on all fours and letting Shep fuck you, your cock rapidly growing hard again, this time bouncing freely below your belly as Shep's furry balls swing forward to slap against your rather smoother ones. You bite your lower lip and let your head hang some, closing your eyes and again losing yourself in being Shep's bitch. You really hope no one's listening on the other side of those privacy fences, because they'd hear you moaning and gasping like a slut while the dog on your back pants and ruffs softly.\n\nShep eventually knots you again, that swollen red ball shoving itself deep into your ass, his cum starting to rush into you, the stimulation of that knot pressing and swelling inside you setting you off and sending out long ropes of cum onto the concrete. However this time, after a few moments Shep shifts on your back, then swings around ass-to-ass with you, as if you were a proper bitch. He seems to have settled in to stay knotted for quite awhile this time, even as your own orgasm finishes, so this time you reach under yourself, grabbing your slender prick and starting to stroke it again, moaning at the way your strokes of your overstimulated cock make your ass twitch and squeeze around Shep's canine cock. This time it's Shep's shrinking knot letting him pull out of you, the feel of that long, thick, slick prick sliding along your asshole that sets you off, your cock twitching in your hand as you cum on the cement patio again.\n\nThis time Shep doesn't seem inclined to go after you again, just yawning and settling close by to lay down. At least it looks like he dried off while he was fucking you and knotted in you... and he seems fairly clean. You're able to get up without incident and head over to the pan again to clean yourself off. Once you've washed all the dog cum off of your ass and thighs, and while you're washing your own cum off of your hands and belly and chest, you're basically faced with the fact that you enjoyed getting fucked by a male dog... and you want to do it again. Blushing, you head over to the table to pull your clothes back on... and take a moment to use a wet cloth to clean up the cum to left on the cement, just in case.\n\nWell. Even if you wanted to do... stuff... again right away, you're feeling a bit tired. And hungry. Probably best to head inside. As you head for the door, Shep lifts his head and looks over, as if waiting for whether you're going to call him to go with you or leave him in the yard.\n\n<hr>\n[[Bring him inside.|QODS1x3]]\n\n[[Leave him outside.|QODS]]

You admit you kinda want to avoid the issue of chopping off heads like... well, like much of anything, much less celery. "Alright, Guyid, show me what to do," you think back, even as Akaros brings the axe back to swing. \n\n"Let me guide you in thinking the enchantments into being. First, a celerity spell," Guyid's voice says, a ring of floating purple runes appearing circling your head like a planet's rings. Immediately it seems as if Akaros's movements slow, as if he were moving in slow motion. "Then, quickly, a movement spell," Guyid adds as you watch Akaros's eyes widen slightly. He immediately switches to lashing out, and doesn't seem to be moving that slowly anymore, a new set of rune-bands appearing around your ankles just before the blade reaches you. You immediately leap up and over the slash, noting that Mallory has gone scrambling out of the way, things seeming to move relatively slowly again as you go flipping over Akaros's shoulder. \n\n"Now, on your other hand, a channeling spell. Strike his arm!" Guyid instructs as a different set of runebands appears around your left forearm. You swing out and slap the demon lord's upper arm in passing, the runes flashing blue briefly at the impact. You land in a skid, spinning around to face Akaros as he wheels around using the momentum of his axe, bringing it up and swinging it down at your head. "Just keep striking him Master, as long as you avoid his blows you will win this fight."\n\nYou whirl aside from the downward swing, slapping Akaros's forearm with your left hand, then tumbling between his legs as he tries to snap the weapon towards you, your palm smacking his shaggy calf in passing. "What are you trying to do, child, annoy me to death?!" Akaros roars as he wheels about to face you again.\n\nHe's fast, so fast that even with the spell speeding up your perception, there's no way that you'd have been able to escape him in your old body. But your current one is nimble and obeys your thoughts with hardly any effort. Even then you might be outclassed... if you were trying to strike back with "proper" attacks. But since all you have to do is make contact, it's easy enough to dart here and there, avoiding his strikes and barely touching him in the nearest place in return.\n\n"You'll soon run out of mana for those spells, boy," the eight foot tall warrior grunts, his breath coming in hard pants. "And then your little dance will have been all for nought!"\n\nBut your rune rings keep up without falter as you continue your tactics, dodging and weaving, with Akaros seeming to become ever more tired. Eventually, obviously deciding the axe is slowing him down, he drops it and starts swinging his fists at you, blows striking the metal of the bridge where you were standing like a smith's hammer striking a bell. He begins to stagger even from your slaps here and there now, roaring his outrage in a considerable less booming tone than before.\n\nBy the time he realizes what's happening, it's clearly too late for him to back out. You see the horror wash over his face as he comes in for a haymaker and passes by you, his head almost level with yours. You shove on the side of his head below one of his considerably shortened horns, sending him staggering into the flaming bannister that he thumps against without a care... then yanks himself away from with a rather undignified yelp, clearly shocked that he felt the flames at all. He whirls and tries to charge at you, only for his loosened loincloth to drop from his waist and tangle around his lower legs, revealing a somewhat equine cock that now barely reaches his knees. He thumps on his face and gives a soft, embarrassed whimper, before staggering to his feet and looking down at his now slender, sleek arms and small, pretty hands. "W-what have you done to me?!" he squeaks in outrage.\n\n"I siphoned off your demonic energy, a little bit at a time," you reply smugly, stepping forward and looking him in the eye. He's now no taller or muscular than yourself or Mallory. "I couldn't grab a whole lot... but I could get a bit with each touch. It was more than enough to keep powering my spells, and absorb plenty of it too. I may not be as powerful as you were, but I'm at least halfway there. You've lost this challenge, Akaros... and your power. You gambled it with your arrogance and lost way more than you would have if you'd just packed your things and left. Now by rights not only the castle, but everything that is yours, is mine by forfeit."\n\nHe stares at you, trembling in anger... or maybe that's actually fear. You watch as his now much cuter face twists a bit... before he sniffles and falls to his knees before you. "Then... please, I beg of you, my... my lord... spare me and the rest of my line. Do not purge us or curse us to some even lower form. Spare us as our ancestor spared yours, if only in pity!"\n\nWell. You already did decide you didn't want to kill a bunch of people (er, demons). But what to do with your defeated enemy now?\n\n<hr>\n[[Banish him.|QOInc5x6]]\n\n[[Dominate him.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Transform him.|QOInc]]

"That sounds good to me! You said we have the right to take it back, right?" you answer, tucking Guyid under your arm. \n\n"Well technically under demon law, a castle always belongs to the line of the one who built it if they can prove they have sufficient power," Mallory answers, frowning a bit and folding his arms, closing his eyes in thought. "That's why most invaders make sure to kill off an entire line, but then you have the ones that are too arrogant to think a weak, overthrown line could ever come back, and want them to live on in shame as proof of their triumph. Technically, if we show up with two of us, one of us blue and bearing magical items of this level, whoever has the castle ought to just give it back to us and move on to some bit of land or castle they've appropriated or conquered since the overthrow."\n\n"But?" you prompt.\n\nHe shrugs. "But, there's nothing to really stop him from trying to kill us. If anyone questions it, he can just say he suspected we were lying and weren't really powerful, so he was testing us. That's technically legal, since power is part of the requirements, and 'We're obviously powerful' doesn't necessarily cut it."\n\nIndeed, after a week's travel, the two of you approach a black lake with a large castle with two high towers jutting from either side sitting on a bit of land in the middle. The castle covers the entire island... which isn't a small thing, really, meaning those towers must be impressively tall. You come to stand on the shoreline across from the castle gates, looking out on what must be a good mile of still, gleaming black water. Exchanging a glance with Mallory, you both nod, before you turn your head back towards the castle and raise your voice.\n\n"We are Jaminimaxira and Malorinimaxira of the line of Magoria! I stand here today bearing the Regalia of Astaroth, and declare our family's line once more strong and worthy! You sit inside the stones and upon the land shaped and tamed by our power, and it was never truly yours! I bid you now, return our home to us as set down by the law!"\n\nYou finish issuing the statement you'd practiced under Mallory and Guyid's tutoring, and wait. Eventually there's a rushing noise like a waterfall as a gleaming steel walkway pushes up from the water and locks into place in front of the castle entrance and in front of you, the railings bursting into flame the moment they've cleared the water. The castle gate swings down and locks into place at the edge of the bridge, and a massive figure begins walking down the bridge, its steps thunderous. He's at least nine feet tall, his legs shaggy and hoof-tipped, the loincloth he's wearing falling halfway down his hairy shins... and outlining a massive cock that stops just a few inches above the hem. His upper body is huge and muscular, a faintly purplish shade of blue stretched over bulging muscles, his skin dotted with arcing scarification and inset with glittering red gems. He has a massive battleaxe set on one shoulder, the material it's made of gleaming and black, extremely similar to the massive, curling horns on either side of his head.\n\n"I am Lord Akaros, and I see no two descendents of Magoria," he rumbles, his pierced lips curling in a sneer as he looks down at you, metal insets dotting his gleaming bald head. "One or more fakes, I should think, bearing nothing more than tarted-up bargain cart toys. Begone, children, lest I <i>test</i> you to your doom."\n\nMallory swallows nervously, but then answers his part. "As the younger brother, I bear witness to this! My older brother has the right to this castle, our home, and will prove himself if need be!"\n\n"So be it," Akaros says with a snort, swinging the axe off his shoulder and to the ready.\n\n"Use me, Master," Hax's voice suddenly speaks in your mind. "With my abilities, I'll have that musclebound upstart's head off his shoulders in a flash."\n\n"Ignore my bloodthirsty brother," Guyid chimes in. "He would bring you victory, no doubt, but such a victory would have you lopping off heads like a cook preparing celery... just as he wishes. Use my help in this fight, Master, and you shall not regret the outcome."\n\n<hr>\n[[Use Hax.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Use Guyid.|QOInc5x5]]\n\n[[Use neither.|QOInc]]

"Go from here, Akaros," you declare dramatically, swinging your hand out to indicate the land beyond. "Never set foot on the lands of my family again. I bid you seek out your own fortune with the power left to you. If you are strong enough, establish your own original holdings, so they can never be taken from you."\n\n"Yes! Yes, my lord, thank you! Thank you!" Akaros gushes, bobbing his head excitedly, then scrambling to his much more petite hooves and scampering off.\n\n"Jami! We really did it!" Mallory squeals as he runs over and throws his arms around your neck. "We took back our family home!"\n\n"Hmph. I could have done it much more quickly," Hax grumbles aloud.\n\n"And our master would have gained nothing but the castle and a dead demon lord," Guyid says back in a snide tone. "As opposed to the large influx of energy he now possesses."\n\n"Bah."\n\nThe two of you (four of you?) set off down the bridge, towards the open gate of the castle. As you get closer, a figure dressed in black and white comes out to stand at the edge of the drawbridge, bowing as you and Mallory approach. It's a demoness with pale blue skin and short backswept horns that start just above and in front of her ears, outfitted in a maid uniform that includes a small white cap to cover her hair. You're surprised how relatively modest the maid's outfit is... the skirt barely even shows her ankles! (Though those look sheathed in white stockings, in black shoes.) A pair of small round spectacles with no earpieces are perched on her nose, and stay in place as she bows low at the waist.\n\n"Greetings. I am Aya, the head maid of this castle, and now your property, Master."\n\n"Oooo! Big brother, she's super pretty! Let's stuff both our cocks in her ass!" Mallory chirps happily, clasping his hands together as his eyes sparkle.\n\n"Ah, maybe later," you caution him.\n\nIf Aya is fazed at all by your apparent plans for her, she doesn't show it, seeming unflappable as she straightens up. "I will of course continue on in my capacity as head maid and manager of your day-to-day affairs, if you so wish. There is plentiful staff here, including several cooks, cleaning staff, masters of horse and hound, a blacksmith, a full house guard, and assorted sex slaves."\n\n"All this for just one Demon Lord?" you ask, glancing around.\n\n"And his family, Master. Excuse me, Masters," she adds, bowing first to you again, then to Mallory. "His wife, the Lady Iskara, has already left. I'm afraid she declared her marriage nullified when it became obvious to her that you were going to defeat her husband, and she was thus not yours to claim at the time of his defeat, nor were the money and items she took, so those are now hers. His daughter, however, Miss Keraberos, was in her room and is now yours to do with as you wish. She has thus far locked herself inside and refuses to come out. Do you have any orders regarding her, Master?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Have her evicted.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Have her dragged before you.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Let her be for now.|QOInc]]

You raise your head, catching a glimpse of Mallory, and the image of him seems to click in your mind. Your body ripples, not changing much at all from its current feminine shape, though you can feel your muscles somehow growing denser, more powerful. You gasp through your teeth as you feel a pressure in them as several of them sharpen, brief bursts of pain turning into a slow, somehow almost pleasurable pressure of their own as a pair of horns push out from your forehead. The colors of the cavern, and even of Mallory standing in front of you, become deeper, more vibrant and saturated, Mallory practically seeming to glow red as a faint rushing sensation indicates the change in your eyes, and somehow you just know the sclera have tinted black and your eyes themselves have turned yellow.\n\nA ticklish, tight sensation starts on your palms, fingerless black leather gloves materializing on them and starting to run up your now blue-skinned arms. You shudder and moan in pleasure at the feeling of your cock growing, getting longer, thicker, dangling down your thighs as your balls grow heavier as well, your loincloth curling around to hug them, the shiny metal becoming black leather as it engulfs your newly huge prick and sack and hugs them to you as it takes the shape of panties, your bikini top similarly becoming a black leather midriff-baring top. Your toes curl as your toenails turn glistening black and somewhat sharp, even as your legs are sheathed by toe-and-heel baring black leather stockings. You lean forward, bracing your hands on the ground, clenching your fingers and scratching your shiny black nails across the stone as you jut your pert, cute ass in the air, wiggling it with the leather panties covering half of each cheek... a wiggling emphasized as a tail pushes out from just above them, the slender length flitting back and forth as the tip bulges into a spade.\n\nYou shiver as you can feel your face changing slightly, but finally you stand up, looking down at yourself, then over at Mallory, who's staring with wide eyes, his cock obviously stiff in his panties. "W-wow, Jamie, you... you look just like me! Well, I mean... not just like me, you're blue, and there's a few differences, but..."\n\n"Well. I wanted to be super cute, so I guess it made me look like the cutest thing I could think of?" you offer, rubbing the back of your head, then giggling some.\n\n"Awwww!" Mallory leaps forward and throws his arms around your neck, rubbing his cheek on yours. "Jamie, it's more like you're my brother than anything else now! Jamie... Jamie... Jaminimaxira! Aaaa, my cute little brother Jami!" he squeals, obviously ecstatic.\n\nThis is an interesting new twist... but one your new wickedly demonic heart seizes onto eagerly. "Big brother!" you coo, leaning in to kiss him deeply, your tongue lengthening and twining with his as the two of you kiss.\n\nEventually, though, Mallory steps back, his eyes sparkling. "Wait, Jami, that's it! We could take back Castle Magoria!"\n\n"What's that...?"\n\n"Remember how I said I'm from the line of Magoria? Basically it means there's an unbroken line of either born or created demons that I can trace right back to him. Magoria was one of Astaroth's generals, someone close enough to her that he had the right to inherit if he or someone from his line could prove themselves worthy, that's why I could request the Coat of Passage and everything. But a long time ago one of my ancestors was considered too weak and a demon lord kicked him out of our family castle, and we've been decreasing in power a little with every generation since, only able to make one offspring to continue the line. But if there's two of us, and one is a blue demon, then that gives us a clear claim! We can demand whoever's occupying Castle Magoria leave and give it back to us!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes!|QOInc5x2]]\n\n[[... No.|QOInc]]

Though you'd love to fuck Mallory in every way the two of you can think of, it doesn't seem like this is the place, and after all the two of you have a mission now. You slide your cock slowly out of Mallory's ass, giving him time to absorb your cum so it won't make a mess, your brother standing and tugging his panties back into place.\n\n"Okay, it's settled," he says, turning back to you with a smile.\n\n"Yeah! The quest to reclaim our pride as the line of Magoria starts here!" you declare, clenching a fist and posing with a hand on your hip. Hm, becoming a demon seems to have given you a flair for the dramatic.\n\nBut as if responding to your words, the blade of the sword still held by the statue glows red with intricate lines of runes, and the cover of the book does the same with purple ones. You and Mallory take an identical half-step back in shock as both items float up and drift over to you.\n\n"I am the Cheating Blade, Hax," booms a deep male voice, a little blank space passing through the lines of runes on the sword.\n\n"And I am the Know-All Tome, Guyid," whispers a female voice, the same effect flickering over the rune lines on the book.\n\n"We answer the call of those designated worthy by our creator," both say in perfect sync. "And pledge our power to the blue demon who is willing to take up Astaroth's legacy."\n\n"W-what?!" Mallory squeaks, pointing at you, even as you point at yourself. "Big brother's really meant to inherit Astaroth's legacy?!"\n\n"..." Both items just float there for a moment, before Guyid speaks up. "Well it's not like it's hard."\n\n"Eh?" both you and Mallory say in unison.\n\n"Her legacy was 'I'll do what I want'," Hax's deep voice booms. "And so if one who has inherited our creator's blue demon energy has a strong desire, we'll help them to do whatever they want. It's pretty much that simple."\n\n"Feel free to rely on us, Master," Guyid adds. "Though we are likely to betray or dominate any other who attempts to use us, you are possessed of the essence of she who made us, and thus the essence that animates and powers us. To betray you would be to betray ourselves, so you may always count on our loyalty."\n\n"Oh. Um, thanks then. Thank you," you add, as Hax floats over and settles against your back, while Guyid floats in front of you until you take her in both hands. \n\n"Aaaaa, Jami, this is great! Though a lot of information about Astaroth was lost, everyone knows her magic items were the best, and these are apparently her best ones!" Mallory squeals. "With this we can go right at that stupid squatter in our castle!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Good plan!|QOInc5x4]]\n\n[[Something less direct would be better.|QOInc]]

Maybe it's that your perception of yourself as a member of Mallory's line of descent is taking solid hold on you, or something about your new nature is just enthralled by the idea of power and position, or maybe it's that after all these years of living a quiet, blisteringly mundane life, you've finally broken as far away from that as possible. Whatever it is, you feel an enthusiasm you can't hold back and nod excitedly. "Let's do it, Mallory! Let's take back the castle and become rulers!"\n\n"Ahhh! Yes, yes!" Mallory squeals happily, his tail lashing.\n\n"On one condition, though," you suddenly add, holding up a single finger. \n\n"Eh?" Mallory stops hopping, but holds his happy pose, though his expression has become confused. "What condition is that?"\n\n"Well, since I'm the important blue demon and all," you chirp, grinning wickedly as you step up to him, running your hands slowly up and down his sides... then suddenly spinning him around, a hand moving to his shoulder to bend him forward, your other yanking his panties down and letting his cock spring free, baring his cute red ass. "<i>I'm</i> the big brother!"\n\n"A-ah?!" Mallory squeaks in shock at your sudden dominance, giving a visible shiver as you free your long, thick blue prick and rub it against his ass. Then he lets out a moan as you start slowly pushing it into him, his crimson pucker spreading wide around your thick azure cock. "Aaaaa! B-big... big brother... your cock's soooo much longer and fatter now!" he groans as you just keep sinking more of it into him.\n\n"Just as long and fat as yours, little brother," you purr back, grabbing hold of his hips and thrusting the rest of the way into him, then starting to fuck him as hard and fast as he ever fucked you.\n\n"Ah! Ah! Ah! Big brother! Jami! Ah!" As if answering the parallel, Mallory starts squealing like as much of an eager little whore as you ever did, his cock bouncing against his belly as your smooth blue balls slap into his red ones. "Yes, yes big brother, fuck my slutty pussy, fuck your little brother's slutty bitch pussy!"\n\n"I love hearing my little brother's naughty mouth run!" you answer with a giggle, before moaning yourself as you brace your feet and start putting your legs into thrusting, your pert, still panty-clad butt raising up as you shift your angle. "Mmm, soon I'm gonna fuck you in our royal bedchambers!"\n\n"Yes! Yes yes yes! Power and wealth and your cock! That's what I want!" Mallory yowls happily as his asshole clenches around you, his load spurting and spilling all over the floor as your own first demonic orgasm rushes through you, enough to bloat your little brother's belly out and have it bulging and jiggling beneath him.\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOInc5x3]]

"Noooooo!" you wail, reflexively slamming the door and quickly whirling the key and yanking it out.\n\nThen you freeze in place before hanging your head. Yeah that... that was not one of your more heroic-looking moments. In fact that would probably look pretty cringe from an outsider perspective. Well, at least thank God no one but you will ever know about it!\n\n... You and the immortal demon cougar. Who will probably be laughing about it for the next 10,000 years and telling literally everyone in Hell about the mortal boy who screamed in fear at the idea of losing his virginity to a hot DMILF. ... Maybe you should think about leading a more upright life, you really feel like you can't afford to go to Hell now.\n\nAfter doing a rather timid check and confirming that there's nothing on the other side of the door than your closet, you slump over to the keybox and toss in the key. After a moment's hesitation and consideration, you close the lid and lock the box. You definitely don't want to ever use <i>that</i> key again, in fact you kind of want to dig a hole and bury it as deep as you can, but you're kind of worried that the weird magic box might somehow get mad at you for that. The notes said that if you locked it you probably wouldn't see the same keys again, you'll just have to hope that's true. In fact right now, you decide the best thing to do with the key box is to shove it in the back of one of your drawers and try to forget about it.\n\n... And then masturbate because holy <i>crap</i> you're still hard, frustratingly enough. You flop in bed and fish out your incredibly stiff prick, whimpering a bit in shame and humiliation as you jerk yourself off, since you're unable to stop thinking of the demon woman laughing at you and teasing you while you do it. Sigh.\n\nOf course your resolve that using the keys is obviously far too dangerous lasts until, oh, just before midday the next day. Then the curiosity starts eating you alive again, in part due to the added curiosity of there possibly being a <i>whole new bunch of keys in there</i>. Eventually you break down and haul the box out again, unlocking it and lifting the lid. Though you didn't think you shook it around that much, you definitely can't spot any of the keys you put back in yesterday, so it really does look like the box may have provided new ones. Which, of course, just renews your interest in trying this again. \n\nYou rifle through the keys, looking for interesting ones. The first one you set aside is because it's just so... key-shaped. In fact you would be very hard-pressed to describe it in any other way than 'It's shaped like a key'. Even what kind of key or what variation on that eludes you, it's just, well, really key-shaped. It being so odd and yet simultaneously mundane is a major reason you picked it out, if nothing else you feel like you could show it to someone as proof of how strange the whole item is.\n\n<hr>\n[[The key-shaped key.|QOKeys5x5]]

The... meta-key, or whatever you'd call it... seems to stand out by its very undefinable averageness and mundanity. You really need to try it. \n\nHm. But should you give it a try in the box, or in the door first? Admittedly the door thing was pretty scary (and embarrassing) yesterday. Although this one already has less ominous implications. ... In fact you're really not sure what implications it might have at all. You find you can't really be scared of it because there's nothing to really incite fear, it's just... a key.\n\nStill, the question stands. Try the box or the door?\n\n<hr>\n[[Box.|QOKeys5x6]]\n\n[[Door.|QOKeys]]

Best try the box first, that way you could at least get some sort of vague idea of where this key goes before you open up a door to it. Maybe.\n\nYou slip the key into the lock of the toolbox, turning it until you hear that familiar click. Then you open the box and peer in. Once again all the shelves and little accoutrements have disappeared, leaving it an empty metal rectangle. Only this time, instead of an edgelordy knife, there's nothing but... a piece of paper? Just a little scrap of notebook paper that seems like it was torn out of a notebook. It seems to have a single word written on it, but with the angle and shadow you can't really read it.\n\nYou reach in, then hesitate for just a moment before picking up the paper and bringing it out. Well, you don't immediately drop dead, so there's a positive. You turn it so that you can read the text, but for just a moment the letters (written in simple blue pen) seem to swim and distort, like you'd suddenly gotten dizzy and your eyes had unfocused without actually being dizzy. The strange sensation passes, though, and now you can read that it says:\n\n<hr>\n[["Sister".|QOKeys5x7]]\n\n[["Friend".|QOKeys]]

"Sister"? Why would this bring you a piece of paper that just says "Sister"? That's... okay, it did say the stuff it would bring was probably from other worlds, but this seems <i>really</i> random. Besides, who writes a note that says nothing but "Sister" to get snagged by a weird magic key in the first place?\n\nThe more you think about it, the sleepier you get. For some reason you can't explain you're starting to feel <i>exhausted</i> from trying to puzzle out what this note means. Your eyes slightly scratchy and their lids growing heavier by the moment, you close the toolbox and remove the key, setting it down nearby without really thinking about it and wandering over to the bed. Half zombie-ish you change back into your sleep clothes and then flop down, cheek smooshed into the pillow, not really even thinking to pull the sheet up over yourself.\n\n'Sister,' you think groggily, eyes drooping closed and then opening just a little as your last bit of consciousness instinctively fights to stick around. It's not like you've never though of having one before. Your actual brother is not someone you exactly get along with, but what if it was a sister? When you were a bit younger, you always thought you'd like to have...\n\n<hr>\n[[... a cool older sister.|QOSis2x1]]\n\n[[... a close twin sister.|QOSis1x1]]\n\n[[... a cute little sister.|QOKeys]]

"I'll just... run errands," you murmur, squirming a little, since that seems by far the safest bet.\n\n"Alrighty then! Here, this JobBuddy is programmed with all the tasks that need doing today," Joi says, handing you something that looks kind of like a handheld Pokedex but in pink. "It's got the errands and chores and whatnot programmed in in the order they need doing, so that you don't run around like a Charmander with its tail getting rained on. Do your best to get all of them done."\n\n"'Pick up order from Pokemart'," you read aloud from the screen.\n\n"Yup! The JobBuddy can do authorized payments too so you're set there. Anyway, best get to it!" Joi adds as he turns and walks to the door.\n\n"W-wait!" you blurt, reaching out.\n\n"Hmmm?" Joi asks, turning back around.\n\n"You... you didn't give me any underwear," you murmur, pressing down on the front of your skirt as you blush.\n\n"Ohhh? I guess it slipped my mind," Joi says with a giggle. "Would you like some cute panties, Nurse Toi?"\n\nYour blush darkens as you squirm some more. "C-can't I have my own underwear back?"\n\n"Oh no, you couldn't possibly wear <i>boxers</i> with such a cute <i>dress</i>!" Joi declares in a horrified tone, putting his hands to his cheeks. "No sweetheart I'm afraid it's either panties or nothing, your choice~!"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Panties.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[... Nothing.|QOPoke]]

Well you kind of already tried this one, and it gave you that knife. Although you guess if you wanted to try it in the toolbox again, you could confirm whether it gives you the same thing every time you do that or if it's some random item every time.\n\n... Or you could actually try it in a door.\n\nThe obvious demonic nature of it should have you noping that idea into next week but... but the curiosity and excitement of seeing actual magic that spans worlds is actually kind-of-sort-of overriding that. Besides, what if you just took like a liiiiittle peek? Just opened the door a little bit and squinted? Surely that couldn't be so bad, it's not like you'd have to go plunging in immediately. Right?\n\n<hr>\n[[Try the box again.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Try the closet door.|QOKeys5x2]]

... It's too much. The curiosity! You have to see if it works on real doors as well as the box, you have to see if it really can open up doorways to other worlds! And you know this key works for sure, so if it works on both the box and the door...\n\nYou turn towards your closet door, then hesitate just briefly again before walking over to it. It's not like the instant you put it in your door will be burned to nothing and the whole world will be covered by hellfire, right?\n\n... Right?\n\nStill, after a moment, you work up the courage, shove the key in the lock, and turn it until you hear a click like the one in the toolbox's lock before opening the door-\n\n<hr>\n[[-a tiny bit.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[-all the way.|QOKeys5x3]]

Your arm hauls on the closet door without really thinking about it, remembering all the times it got stuck because there was something leaning on it after a quick and sloppy room cleaning. It takes you a heartbeat before you realize you have genuinely yanked a door to another reality and are just standing there in it. Damn you, muscle memory!\n\nYou also realize you're staring into a very ritzy, if heavily gothic, bedroom. There's lots of black stone, leering gargoyles, the only colors used in decorating seem to be red and purple, and the whole place is lit by numerous candles. A spicy, sensually sweet scent immediately hits you in the face and makes your cock harder than it's ever been before in your pants, your eyes glazing a little before they even lock on to the woman leaned against the edge of the bed.\n\nHer hair is a soft purple color that grows lighter as it goes down until it turns hot pink at the ends, which are two braids in front and loose hair in back. A pair of purplish horns emerges from close to the back of her scalp and scoop lightly forward and just over the tops of her pointed ears, which are like the rest of her skin a pale but perfect brown color. Her eyes are red and heavy-lidded, with small red markings sliding down from them, highlighting the beautiful, mature look of her face. In fact her whole body speaks of maturity and a rather motherly set, with full breasts, a broad waist and just the tiniest bit of paunch to her belly, and thick thighs that are squeezed by the black stockings she's wearing. But despite her "wholesome suburban mom" body type she's wearing a very tiny string sling bikini, the red satin bats at the top portion just barely hiding her nipples, and the bat-decorated triangle between her legs not quite hiding just a peek of her bush. Of course, if her eyes and the theme of the bedroom and her lingerie weren't enough to give away her nature, there's the pale, almost translucent glowing white batlike wings emerging from her back and the spade-tipped tail flicking lazily behind her.\n\n<img src="images/Liexia.png">\n\n"My my my, if it isn't a mortal boy," she coos sweetly, her voice somehow both intensely sensual and gently comforting. She puts the fingertips of one hand lightly to her purple-painted lips, smiling. "And from the smell of you, still carrying around your virginity. Poor sweet baby, why don't you come in here and let momma relieve you of that awful, awful burden?"\n\n<hr>\n[[... Yeah okay.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Eep!|QOKeys5x4]]

"Um, s-sorry, but I think I've changed my mind," you say, shifting uncomfortably on the chair. "I really want to get home as soon as possible, that's the whole reason I was looking for a position on a ship like this, so... the contract thing just really isn't going to work out for me, sorry."\n\nHe sighs heavily. "I was afraid you were going to say that," he murmurs, reaching out to hit a button on his desk.\n\nYou blink as one of the other doors slide open and a pair of rather muscular-looking guys in Protector™ uniforms walk in, quickly grabbing you by the arms and lifting you up into the air where you start kicking your legs futilely. "HEY!"\n\n"Sorry, young man, but a human of your age group is simply too huge a wellspring of potential to pass up on," the officer says evenly. "Without any sort of citizenship at all, you have no one to appeal to for protection... which makes this a kindness, really, you'll soon have corporate citizenship with us."\n\n"What the heck?!" you wail, still struggling and kicking ineffectually as the two carry you back through the door they came through and down a hall.\n\nThe room you emerge into is simple, with a chair that sort of looks like an armless dentist's chair with a thicker pad on it, and a pair of very nerdy-looking people sitting at a large bank of consoles. One of them, a man with short, thoroughly messy red hair, turns his chair and quirks his eyebrows. "Oh, pressganging one, huh, boys?"\n\n"You know the officers hate when you call it that," one of the soldiers holding you grunts, before giving you a light smack on the head that nevertheless stuns you enough to go a bit limp in their arms.\n\n"Awww, hey, don't <i>hit</i> him!" scolds the female nerd with long, equally messy green hair as she gets up and walks over, nevertheless starting to undo your pants, and then yanking them and your underwear down, kneeling to fiddle with getting them and your shoes off while you continue to hang there in shock both from the strike and from being abruptly stripped in front of other people by an admittedly cute girl.\n\n"Never seen a pressganged that would calm down and let himself get stripped without it," the other guard says, then gives his partner a sheepish look when he gets shot a look for saying 'pressgang' too.\n\nAs the nerd girl finishes getting you stripped below the waist, you're half-placed half-tossed onto the couch, where the nerd boy takes your bag and shirt, leaving you naked on the chair. There's a faint hum, and you feel a faint but steady pressure all over your body pressing you into the padding... it doesn't feel that strong and yet it inexorably pulls your legs together and your arms to the side, keeping your head looking up and forward. "H-hey! What're you doing?!"\n\n"Poor hon," the green-haired woman says with a sigh, reaching through the field without any apparent problem to pat your hand. "Well don't worry, I know this probably seems pretty scary, but at the end of it you won't even remember it happened."\n\n"What?!"\n\n"Relax bud, it's all painless and you'll be totally happy in your new identity and memories, promise," the redhead adds cheerfully as he turns back to some of the panels.\n\n"New identity?! NEW MEMORIES?!"\n\n"He's repeating stuff an awful lot, did you already start the mindshift? You know we're supposed to do the body first, they take the programming better that way," the woman scolds.\n\n"Nah some of 'em just do that on their own. Hey, you think we should [[turn him into a girl|QOSC]]?" the redhead asks, turning to her and adjusting his glasses while your jaw sags a bit. "Always nice to keep the ranks diverse, huh?"\n\n"Eh, we probably oughtta [[leave him a boy|QOSC]]," the woman says, wagging a hand in the air dismissively. "Way more officers looking for some surrogate son, yeah?"\n\n"Always a [[third option|QOSC]]," one of the guards murmurs from where they've moved to flank the door, then blushes a bit when all three shoot him a 'really?' glance.

Much like earlier, you're stuck feeling like giving the wrong answer would potentially torpedo you getting along this weekend. How's that gonna help things? One of the first things you do is start literally putting the kibosh on his social life for the weekend? "I mean, yeah, okay, I guess," you answer, shrugging. Probably not the most enthusiastic agreement in the world, but at least you don't scream and flee into the bedroom like you kind of want to.\n\n"Cool." He hits the button again and puts the phone back to his ear. "Yeah, c'mon over. Grab us an extra-large pepperoni and whatever else you guys think we'll need for the get-together, have 'em put it on my tab. Yeah, see you in about twenty, bye." He hangs up, then grins over at you. "Don't worry, little brother, you're gonna like everyone, I'm sure you'll be a big hit." At least the next thing he does is walk over and turn the AC way down.\n\nYou're far more dubious, and spend the next twenty minutes trying not to worry a hole in the floor. When the elevator starts moving and Will goes over to it, you follow behind, staying at a wary distance a bit back from him. The moment the elevator door stops, someone flings open the gate and literally jumps out, sneaker-clad feet landing in front of Will as the girl they belong to looks up at him excitedly. She's fairly short (although still taller than you), with wild, tousled dishwater blonde hair and sparkling green eyes. She's wearing a white tanktop, black jacket (slid off her shoulders), a pleated plaid skirt, black thigh-highs, and has a pair of headphones around her neck. "YES! Alright! Parties at Will's place always turn into the best ones! You're the best, Will, yeah!"\n\n<img src="images/rum0alu.png">\n\nThe next girl to step out does so serenely, her long, shining dark brown hair swaying slightly with her movements, pale brown eyes smiling behind the lenses of her glasses. She's wearing a pink turtleneck sweater and a long maroon skirt, and seems to be as much of a calm as the first girl is a storm. You're immediately struck by two things... one is how gorgeous she is, just her entire manner, not just her looks but the way she moves, everything a gentle, soothing, but gorgeous collection of a woman. The other is that you somehow get the sense that the large breasts shown off by her sweater are just the 'tip of the iceberg', and that she's actually concealing just how big they are. Both of these thoughts have you blushing and squirming a little as she says serenely, "Yes, thank you again for having us over, we really appreciate it, as always."\n\n<img src="images/HNnymVo.jpg">\n\nStrolling along behind them is an Asian girl, her hair long and straight and gleaming raven black, part of it drawn up to loop under her right ear and clipped near the side of her forehead with an elaborate barette made of multiple flowers and a pink tassle. Her face is absolutely adorable, maybe even cuter and more feminine than either of the other two. She's wearing a hoodie jacket, the inner jersey lining pink and the outer jacket purple, the sleeves pushed up above her elbows, the bottom of it coming well over her hips, her legs sheathed in snug jeans, with white and pink sneakers on her feet. In contrast with her otherwise adorable and girly appearance, her expression is a tad bored, an unlit cigarette jutting from her mouth at an angle. "Oyyy, don't everyone clump up around the exit, alright? The guys still have to come in," she chirps in very mildly-accented English, voice high and pretty, apparently unaffected by her habit.\n\n<img src="images/rmSsaIL.jpg">\n\nAs the little group shuffles forward a bit to allow a handful of other people out, you notice that only one of them is another girl. Her hair is a brilliant red color, and... well, she has some impressive eyebrows, you notice that. They kind of make her resting bi-, er, her naturally somewhat severe expression all the more intimidating, not entirely helped by the slender, half-frame glasses she wears. Her very tight white long-sleeved shirt (is everyone your brother knows cold-blooded?) shows off her own very impressive chest, and her faded jeans hug curvy hips and legs. Of course, even if you were the sort to risk staring, you instead feel more like fleeing as she fixes her green eyes on you and narrows them in a scowl. "What the fuck is a <i>kid</i> doing here?" \n\n"Hey, hey, ease up," Will says, waving a hand as he walks over to you and clasps a hand on your shoulder, possibly as a show of solidarity, possibly because he sensed you were on the verge of fleeing. "Everybody, this is my little brother, Jamie. Jamie, that's Sandy, Lil, Aki-chan, and Kira."\n\n"Wow, <i>awesome</i>, Will's little brother, you look just like him!"\n\n"Oh, you really do, don't you? Hello, it's so very nice to meet you, I'd love to hear more about you!"\n\n"Konnichiwa~."\n\nKira, for her part, just rolls her eyes and mutters something under her breath, then wanders off in the direction of the bathroom, apparently just that annoyed to be in your presence. Not that auspicious a start, you can't help but think gloomily.\n\nThere's another four people in the elevator, all of them guys, and Will introduces you but at this point you're stressed enough that you almost instantly forget their names. They all seem to be similar to him, though... good-looking, strong, easygoing, and outshining you in every way. Not that you really thought you had any chances with college girls, but your brain insists on pointing out that any chance you had is dead if you have to compete with these guys. You try to focus on the fact that pizzas are being laid out, as well as drinks (both alcoholic and non-), and a discussion seems to be happening over whether movies or music should be put on.\n\nAt first, it's not so bad. You have no more idea how to talk to most of these people than you had of how to talk to Will, but Sandy and Lil both seem interested in at least making token overtures, though you suspect you show way too much nervousness trying to answer them. Still, both of them seem too nice to let on how boring you are, and Aki meanders somewhere between bored and polite, chatting with you a bit as well but not making quite as big a show about trying to keep you upbeat. Kira... seems to be actively avoiding you, and every time she catches you glancing at her, scowls enough to make you want to scurry towards your room. But some good horror movies get put on and there's a mostly relaxed atmosphere, so you're doing okay!\n\nThe problem is that as things go on, you notice that there seems to be more and more people in the loft. You're not even sure when they were arrived, they practically just seem to materialize between you checking the room. What started out with eight people (excluding you and your brother) is soon a dozen, and then that gradually doubles, at least. It's a big area so at least it's not a huge crush of people, but it's definitely become a crowd. You... are not good with crowds. You have to do something!\n\n<hr>\n[[Deal with it by hiding.|QOBro1x5]]\n\n[[Deal with it by drinking.|QOBro6x1]]\n\n[[Deal with it by leaving.|QOBro]]

"I-I mean, I know, and I know it wasn't really... just, I did really have fun hanging out with you tonight, and all, and I guess I just got a little... um..." You look down and rub your hands over your knees.\n\n"Wellll... I mean I did have fun hanging out with you too," Emi allows, his warm grin taking any of the sting that might otherwise have been there out of the statement. He leans in and gives you a kiss on the cheek. "Soooo instead of a booty call, maybe we'll consider this the start of a... shall we say, beneficial friendship, hmmm?" he murmurs, even as he reaches over to undo your jeans.\n\nYou look at him a little blankly for a moment, distracted by trying to process that phrase and also the fact that he's now actively undressing you, before you blush even deeper. "O-oh. Friends with benefits. R-right."\n\n"Or 'fuckbuddies'. I like 'fuckbuddies'," Emi says with a giggle, starting to tug down on your jeans. "I also like clothes coming off for sexy times, so!"\n\n"R-right!"\n\nSoon the two of you have stripped down and laid out on the bed, although Emi has retained his stockings. He's also cuddled up to your side, and has his hand wrapped around your cock, slowly and smoothly stroking it with an obviously experienced touch, which unambiguously feels good... your brain's still having some slight difficulty dealing with the sensations of his own cock pressing up against your hip, or of his lips wrapped around one of your nipples as he sucks and licks, but they're pretty amazing too really. You bite your lower lip, not quite sure what else to do in this situation other than running your hand up and down his back... gosh it's so smooth and perfect. Emi makes a little 'mm' noise around your nipple, then grins up at you before sliding down and slipping between your legs. You swallow hard, knowing what's coming, and watching entranced as that pretty pink twin-tailed head with those big blue eyes leans in close to your cock, and those soft pastel pink painted lips press against the base of it in a kiss.\n\n"This is pretty nice," he coos softly. "I think a fuckbuddy arrangement is gonna be a lot of fun, for both of us," he adds with a very, very convincingly girly giggle as he leans down and starts lapping his tongue in gentle, deliberate motions over your balls.\n\nThe idea that you'd be the sort of person with a fuckbuddy is... well, about as crazy as anything else you've done over the last twenty-four hours, but you're definitely feeling up to it considering that you finally found a girl you can talk to. Um, sort of. ... And also now are getting some very, very nice attention paid to you, your hands resting on Emi's head as he moves his way up, dragging his tongue along your shaft before slipping the head of your cock into his mouth. 'I wanna grab the twintails,' you think a bit distantly. You feel like you should ask if you can grab the twintails. ... Well, you are fuckbuddies, you figure at least holding on to the twintails is okay. Ah... they're really soft on your hands, and seem to make Emi's hot, wet mouth and tongue feel all the softer around you as he bobs his head, smoothly taking more and more of you down.\n\nOf course it's not long before you're moaning softly, your cock trembling between those pretty lips, and you let out a soft, "Emi... I'm, um, close..." and are both somehow relieved and also really disappointed when he raises his head up, tongue lingering to lick along the head of your cock before he grins at you. He ducks his head down and resumes giving attention to your balls, licking and sucking at the soft skin and making you squirm, simultaneously pleasuring you but letting you back off from the edge. \n\n"Just thinking I'd rather have you put your first load," Emi coos as he raises up after a few minutes, easing forward and straddling your middle, your cock resting in the cleft of his perky, girly ass as he rubs his still stocking-clad thighs against your sides. And, of course, with his very pretty cock jutting over your belly, his soft, smooth balls resting at the top of your crotch. "Inside, yeah~?" \n\nNodding shakily, you watch as he lifts up his hips, reaching down to guide you into place. You can feel your spit-lubed cock nudging up against something, and then he's sinking down around you, hot and tight and gripping, his hole soft and yet feeling like it's conforming to every part of your cock. You whimper as you rest your hands on his hips, then can't help but arch your back a bit as he gives them a little wiggle. You let out a moan half of release and half of embarrassment as, the moment he sinks down on you fully, you cum inside him, your cock throbbing inside that tight little hole as you paint his insides with your load.\n\n"Heheh, that's fiiiine. Mmmm, you're still nice and hard, so it'll feel better and you'll last longer now," Emi practically purrs, wiggling his hips some more, his slender cock swaying back and forth over your belly almost hypnotically with his movements. Soon though he starts bouncing up and down, short, gentle movements at first, but soon getting faster and longer, really working himself over your cock. You can feel your cum working all around your cock and inside him as he moves, making some distinctly lewd noises as he moves. His pretty flat chest lifts as he arches his own back, moaning and mewling and sounding entirely feminine even as his balls gently thwap against your crotch and his cock drips pre on your belly. Doing your best not to just lay there and take it, you start working your own hips, letting your hands move with Emi's own motions to help pull him into his downward thrusts and urge him back up as he goes, which judging from how his moans kick up a notch doesn't go unappreciated. \n\nIt does take much longer for you to cum again, and the second time it's set off as Emi cums first, his cock jerking and spurting out long, almost delicate streamers of pearly white cum out across your chest and belly. Of course it also makes his ass clench even tighter around you, which is what sets you off, making you gasp loudly as you spill inside him again... it feels like it takes much longer this time, maybe because he <i>is</i> squeezing you so tightly that it takes longer for everything to empty into him.\n\nAfter a few moments both of you relax, panting a little bit, Emi eventually lifting off of you and flopping down at your side. He pecks you on the cheek again, grinning. "You did pretty good for a first time, yanno."\n\n"Y-yeah? Thanks... you were amazing," you add, a bit sheepishly.\n\n"I am, aren't I?" Emi snickers, booping you on the nose.\n\nThe two of you just lay there catching your breath for awhile, before Emi sits up and stretches. "Mmmm! Could go another time or two... hey, Jamie, you wanna try... y'know?"\n\n"... um...?" Your brain doesn't immediately process the obviousness of 'you know', though almost the moment you say something it starts to sink in, making you blush.\n\n"I mean I usually bottom totally so I don't mind if you don't wanna, buuuut I thought I'd ask if you wanna try," he adds, giving you a wink.\n\n<hr>\n[[... Okay.|QOBro1x15]]\n\n[[N-not tonight!|QOBro]]

"I, um... yeah, I guess I'm open to trying," you allow, blushing even more.\n\nEmi giggles. "Good!" Then he leans in and whispers in your ear, "I'm actually really glad, 'cause even though I usually bottom... you're just so cute I can't help wanting to stick my cock in your ass."\n\nYour brain doesn't really know what to do with that phrase, especially when Emi begins kissing and lipping at your neck again. His hands are sort of... gently urging you down as he turns to lay on his back, so you follow those urgings and do start moving down. You'd already realized his nipples were soft and pink and a bit puffy and, well, girly earlier, but now you go ahead and take the opportunity to suck on one as you go down, Emi cooing softly in encouragement. You roll your tongue around it, even toying with the other with your fingers for a bit, before you continue sliding down and get between his legs.\n\n"You remember what I did, right?" Emi says with another giggle. "Plus just think of what feels good to you, yeah?"\n\nYou guess that is the benefit of this, yeah. You can't really help staring at Emi's cock, torn between amazed and somehow slightly envious at how <i>pretty</i> it is. 'They actually smell really good,' you can't help but think as you press your mouth to his balls, starting to work your tongue over them in your best emulation of what he was doing earlier. 'Strawberry and something... and they're so soft and smooth...' \n\nYou continue following a mixture of your own impulses and Emi's sweetly-given guidance in pleasuring him, working your tongue over his shaft as directed, and blushing more intensely than ever as he very nicely requests a kiss right at the root of his cock. Eventually you slide your mouth over the head of his cock, tasting the definitely salty and also almost somehow very faintly sweet taste of him on your tongue as you swirl it around him at his slightly more breathless suggestion. You start moving your head, following his soft urgings and tips, and while you definitely don't have as easy a time taking him as he did you, eventually you're able to get him to slide into your throat, feeling him all hot and throbbing inside of it as you continue tonguing the underside of his shaft.\n\nEventually Em urges you back up to having just the head in his mouth, and he says in that pretty, slightly teasing girl's voice, "You wanna try swallowing it?" You blush again but give the faintest nod, and Emi reaches down to give his shaft a few slight strokes before letting out a soft, sweet sigh of a moan. His cum flows out onto your tongue, thick and definitely weird-feeling, but you find you like the taste and it's easier to swallow than you thought. Your head's all sort of fuzzy with the realization of it, to the point that you barely realize what's happening as Emi urges you up and onto all fours, and then slides around behind you.\n\n"You're actually a real natural at that," he coos in your ear as he moves up behind you, and you shiver at the feel of his cock rubbing along the cleft of your ass. "I bet you're going to be a real natural at this, too. You still want me to fuck you, Jamie...?"\n\n"Y-... yeah," you breathe out, shivering again.\n\n"Mmm... say it, please!"\n\nYou swallow hard, then murmur, "P-please... please fuck me, Emi."\n\nEmi lets out an extremely pleased giggle, then lifts up a little. You gasp loudly as you feel him actually position himself against you, the tip of his cock nudging your pucker... then moan as he actually starts pushing inside. The feeling of being filled up, spread open, actually having another person inside you is... intense. Emi's soft, feminine hands sliding all over your back and sides, caressing you as he keeps sliding deeper in, seem to tweak the sensation, almost making it feel like it spreads through your whole body, up until he hilts in you and his balls press up against yours. Emi leans down again, sliding his arms around you, one hand gripping your own stiff prick and starting to stroke it gently as he begins thrusting.\n\n"Ah... you make such cute noises," Emi whispers right in your ear a few moments later, his hips starting to gradually pick up speed as he pumps his cock into you, apparently urged on by all your soft whimpers and moans. "You're gonna make such a good fuckbuddy, Jamie, we're gonna have so much fun together!"\n\nYou turn your head towards him, and your brain's so fogged up by pleasure and arousal that it doesn't quite process when this time it's Emi who presses his lips to yours... apparently you <i>are</i> so cute when getting fucked that he's decided kissing is okay. This time though his tongue dives into your mouth, pushing into it with as much eagerness and sweet lewdness as his cock is plunging into your ass, a steady stream of pre now getting slung back and forth from the tip of your cock as Emi strokes you off. \n\nBy the time you can feel Emi shuddering and twitching inside you, with your ass clenching around him as your own cock twitches in his fingers and spills your load all over the sheets, you've almost already just passed out, your body operating on instinct and guided reflex as you rock back under him and keep kissing him. You're practically already asleep by the time the two of you sag down onto the bed, Emi still inside you and cuddled up as the two of you drift off.\n\nYou wake up to the feeling of him pecking you on the lips, opening your eyes to see him fully dressed again. "Hey, I left all my contact info on a card, so call me when you want to hang out and hook up again, 'kay?" he says quietly, obviously about ready to slip out.\n\n"Mmf... 'kay," you murmur sleepily.\n\n"Oh, so when should I expect it?" he asks as he gets to the door, turning... then grinning and adding, "I don't mean like, 'tomorrow', more like, are you gonna message me while school's still in, or will we be hanging out this summer?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Soon.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Summer.|QOBro]]

Once everyone's ordered and you're waiting, you manage to rally yourself enough to ask. "So, um, Emi, do you like, uh... Fate Grand Order...?" You immediately curse yourself for asking about a nerd game, especially if it comes off as 'being Japanese and all'.\n\nApparently someone up there is smiling on you in your endeavors to make good with the cute trap beside you, as Emi perks up a little. "Oh yeah, I do, actually! I'm kind of super into it! Hey, tell you what, guess my favorite Servant. I'll even give you a hint, they're a Rider," he adds with a twinkle in his eyes and a little giggle.\n\n"Um." It seems a little too ridiculously obvious, but unable to think of anything else, you reply, "Astolfo?"\n\n"Haha, way too on the nose!" he teases, making you blush as he reaches out to boop your nose with a pink-painted short fingernail. "No, my favorite's Medb. Different pink-haired cutie." He leans in a bit, whispering in your ear, "I'd like to think someday I'd qualify for Rider for the same reason she did, huh?" The expression you make just causes him to giggle even more, but then he says, "C'mon! Tell me your favorite now!"\n\nYou actually manage to have something of a conversation with Emi about the game, wandering on over to similar mobile games and then anime. At one point you glance over and notice that Will and Aki are practically staring at the two of you as if not really comprehending what's going on, which makes you a little self-conscious, but... oh well. Emi's pretty good at taking your mind off that, between actual discussion and occasionally teasing or egging you on, which you gradually start getting used to (to your own faint surprise). But eventually the burgers are delivered and devoured, and the four of you get into Will's car for the relatively short trip back to his place. That's when your nervousness starts ramping back up and you fall rather silent, though Emi mostly chats with Aki during the brief trip to the apartment building and up the elevator.\n\n"Well, you two have fun!" Aki declares as he snags Will's hand and tugs him on into the main bedroom, shutting the door after them.\n\n"So, um, here's where I'm staying," you point out, leading the way into the guest room. Emi immediately flops to sit on the edge of the bed, skirt briefly flitting up and showing white cotton panties. You bite your lip as you close the door after yourself, then walk over to sit a bit more gingerly on the bed beside him.\n\n"I actually had a really good time tonight, it was nice," Emi notes brightly as he leans down to tug off his shoes, stretching out his legs after and wiggling his (as you might expect) delicate feminine toes inside the stockings. He looks over and smiles brightly at you. "Kinda makes me look forward to this more! You ready?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Y-yeah."|QOBro]]\n\n[["Um... wanna play games maybe?"|QOBro]]\n\n[[Kiss him.|QOBro1x13]]

Acting on some sudden and overwhelming impulse, you lean in and press your lips to his. You don't exactly have a lot of experience (or really... any) with kissing, and you don't try to make it a particularly deep or erotic kiss, you just sort of do your best to follow the urge to kiss Emi.\n\n"Mmf?!" Emi's clearly quite surprised by this, eyes going wide and cheeks actually coloring. After a second his eyes sink... not quite closed, but almost, and then finally he pulls back. Still blushing a bit, he puts both hands on your shoulders and nudges you back a little. "H-hey, you know, this wasn't really supposed to be, um... <i>that</i> sort of date."\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, sorry, I uh..."|QOBro]]\n\n[["I do like you, though."|QOBro1x14]]\n\n[["But I think I'm in love!"|QOBro]]

"W-well... I mean..." You squirm a little. "That was pretty sexy... I mean, Aki looked really sexy, and I guess I was thinking about fucking her... him... y'know."\n\n"Ahaaa." Will chuckles a bit, then considers. "Well, I could probably arrange that," he muses aloud.\n\n"W-wha...?"\n\n"I mean, Aki'd probably only want to do it as a threesome if you absolutely had to get your hands on him," Will clarifies, quirking his eyebrows as he looks at you. "So if that's what you really want, you'd have to not mind me being there too. But if you want your own girly-boi to fuck, there is another option." He grins more at your astonished look, before continuing. "Remember that I said that Aki's only the second girliest guy I've ever met? He has a little brother. Who shares his interest in girl's clothing... and in fucking, apparently."\n\n"S-seriously?"\n\n"Yup, if you think Aki makes a cute girl, his 'sister' Emi will have you forgetting even if you're staring right at his dick as you fuck him. I'm sure Aki'd be willing to set the two of you up tonight... unless, of course, you'd prefer Aki himself, and then we could always just get right to it."\n\n<hr>\n[[Have a threesome.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Get set up.|QOBro1x11]]

There are a lot of reasons you don't exactly want to share that particular experience with your brother, though you're still finding it hard to believe you're contemplating this experience at all. But you manage to say, "I... could meet Aki's si-... bro-... yeah, the not-threesome thing."\n\n"Sure. Like I said, I'm sure Aki won't mind."\n\nIndeed, a bit later as you're managing to nervously eat some scrambled eggs, Aki prances out of the bedroom, dressed in his clothes from the previous day and checking his purple-cased cellphone. "I'mma get going. I'll see y-"\n\n"Hey, Aki, one sec." Will gets up and walks over, grinning as he says, "Turns out my little brother saw us last night."\n\n"Ohhhh?" Aki leans around Will to look at you, quirking his delicate eyebrows, then smirking as you turn red. "Enjoyed the show, huh?"\n\n"He did. So I thought maybe we could set him up for something similar with Emi tonight."\n\n"Oh, yeah, that'd work," Aki agrees readily enough, tapping his glossy lower lip with one painted fingernail. "We could do a double booty call, meet up at the burger place, come back here?"\n\n"Works for me," Will answers easily, reaching under Aki's skirt to give the pretty man's ass a squeeze. "How 'bout you, little bro?"\n\n"Y-yeah, guess so," you answer nervously, quickly bobbing your head.\n\n"'Kay, I'll text you the time once I snag Emi. Guess I'll see you tonight, then," Aki says to Will with a grin... which turns more wicked as he cups the front of your brother's pajama pants and gives a slow, deliberate rub, flicking his eyes downward. "See you tonight too." Then, with a turn and a deliberate flick of his hips to flip his skirt, he heads for the elevator.\n\nWill casually meanders back over, apparently not caring that his now half-hard prick is showing through his pants, and sits down. "This ought to be a night to remember, bro, I think this'll be a real confidence-builder for you."\n\nYou spend the rest of the day nervously skittering around your room, wondering if this is really such a good idea. Does this make you gay? Will doesn't seem to think so. Is casual sex really alright? Will seems to think so (and cheating too which just makes you wonder more). As the hour for going out to eat draws nearer, you turn your mind to other matters, like showering (twice) and probably overcombing your hair and fretting over what clothes you brought. Will eventually appears in the doorway, eyeing the entire contents of your suitcase spread out on the bed. "Bro, what are you doing?"\n\n"Um... well I just... I mean..."\n\n"Okay, let me lay something on you." Will walks over and rests a hand on your head. "There are two potential reasons you go on a regular date, and you're doing either one of them or both of them on those. You're either trying to get to know the other person because you want a relationship, or you're trying to convince the other person to have sex with you. This isn't a date, it's a booty call. We're going to go eat dinner, and then when we come back here, Emi is in fact going to fuck you. So just relax, wear whatever the hell you want as long as it's clean, and take it easy."\n\nIt's not really in your nature to "take it easy", but having it laid out like that at least does allow you to pick out a t-shirt and jeans to wear. Soon your brother drives the two of you over to a burger joint near the campus, the two of you entering and scanning the tables (him confidently, you nervously) for your... well, not dates, but. It's not hard to spot them sitting in a booth across the way, one on either side. Even if Aki weren't fairly stand-out (again wearing purple and pink), Emi is even moreso, and you see what Will meant about Aki's little sibling being even girlier than Aki. For one thing, rather than the (presumably) natural black hair Aki has, Emi's has been dyed a pale, cotton candy pink color, and rather than being loose has been pulled into a pair of long ponytails at the sides of his head, fastened with yellow scrunchies. He does look about your age, with an utterly feminine face with lightly glossy pink lips and big (presumably contact-covered) blue eyes. He's wearing somewhat loose long-sleeved yellow shirt (probably to hide just how perfectly flat her chest is, since you know the secret), a pink pleated skirt, and periwinkle thigh-highs with school uniform style saddle shoes. Aki spots you roughly the time you spot the pair of them and waves to you, Emi perking up some as you walk over.\n\n"Hey, Aki, Emi," Will says breezily as he slides into the booth beside Aki, leaving you to squirm yourself in beside the pink-haired gir-, er, boy and settle with enough space between you two while desperately trying to look like you're not avoiding him. "Emi, this is my little brother, Jamie."\n\n"Hiiiii~!" Emi chirps brightly, eyes sparkling as he looks at you. "Wow, you actually look a lot like Will, so handsome!"\n\nYou're pretty sure that's a lie, but you try to make yourself appreciate him for telling it. "Um, th-thanks. You... I mean, you're cute like your sis... your broth-... um..."\n\nThat makes Emi and Aki both giggle, making you turn beet red in embarrassment, before Emi pats your hand. "Relaaax. Use whatever words you want, we don't mind, we're used to it! I call her 'Aki-neesan' all the time!"\n\n"Mm-hmm," Aki agrees, a little distractedly as he looks over the menu, apparently more concerned with dinner than titles.\n\n"You are really cute though, this should be fun," Emi continues happily as she picks up her own menu.\n\n<hr>\n[["..."|QOBro3x1]]\n\n[["... Um, so, Emi..."|QOBro1x12]]

"Mm," Maya says as the game unpauses and the narrator reads out your choice. She doesn't look disappointed, quite... you're guessing as much as she was pushing you, she wasn't necessarily eager to go right to getting fucked by a giant bird.\n\n"Very well then, we should set out and begin looking for the owner of the golden chocobo."\n\n"Whoop!" Maya squeaks as, apparently without realizing she was going to, she turns and strolls over to the chocobo pasture, opening the gate so that one that's already wearing reins can trot over. "Okay that's weird, my body just... moved on its own, until I started doing it anyway. Guess it really will enforce its storyline, kinda wild. Yeep!" she adds in an almost delighted tone as she finds herself half-swinging half-leaping astride the chocobo like it was a horse.\n\n"<i>Red XIII and Maya searched far and wide across the continent, looking for leads on the owner of the golden chocobo,</i>" the narrator continues as you watch Maya ride the chocobo off over a hill with the lion-dog loping along beside her, the screen briefly fading out and back in, now with the two of them standing in front of a small house in the wilderness, a rather dirt-smeared, rough-garbed but muscular man standing in front of them. Maya looks faintly bewildered... you wonder if she actually experienced riding around, or if the scene switch happened abruptly for her. You can't exactly ask, though, since the scene seems to be starting right up.\n\n"Oh sure, I know old Galder. Actually was gonna buy that golden chocobo from him once upon a time... went to a lot of trouble getting what he wanted, then got home and realized I didn't have any damn need of a golden chocobo anyway," the man declares with a snort. "I don't go anywhere and it'd just be a lot of feeding and upkeep. Was just ego in the first place."\n\n"So you could tell us where to find him," Red XIII prompts.\n\n"Well now, old Galder likes his privacy, chances are if I sent you to him I'd have to hear a lot of complaining about it over the phone," the man grouses. "So if I was gonna tell you where he was, I'd need to be compensated. Probably with a good amount of gil, y'see."\n\n"Yeah, we see," Maya says dryly, patting at her waist as if wondering where in that outfit she'd be keeping money.\n\n"Or, s'pose we could do it in trade." As Maya's lifting her head to look at him again, the man's already continuing. "Tell you what... lift that shirt and give me a nice long look at those beautiful tits of yours, maybe jiggle 'em some for me, I'll give you a map right to Galder's place. Or if you want to go a bit further, maybe do some work with that mouth of yours, and I'll even tell you ahead of time what Galder wants for the chocobo, so you don't waste your time going back and forth. And if you want me to just go ahead and <i>give</i> you the one I already got, so you can just take it to Galder and get the chocobo right away... well..."\n\n"... Fuck you?" Maya says, her cheeks red.\n\n"Oh not <i>just</i> me. See it was a lot of trouble to get that thing, especially for a guy like me, I'm no pro fighter. So first I'd want you to put on a show by getting fucked by your friend here," the man says with a smirk, gesturing to the surprised-looking Red XIII as Maya's face goes fully crimson. "Then I get to fuck you. But you'd be able to have your golden chocobo by the end of the day, probably, so there's that."\n\n"<i>Knowing that time was running out, Maya made the best decision she could, and agreed-</i>" the narrator prompts, the scene freezing again.\n\n<hr>\n[[-TO PAY FOR THE LOCATION.|QODigi]]\n\n[[-TO TRADE SHOWING OFF FOR THE MAP.|QODigi]]\n\n[[-TO TRADE ORAL FOR MORE INFORMATION.|QODigi]]\n\n[[-TO TRADE SEX FOR THE ITEM.|QODigi]]

... Yeah that's probably lewd, but you guess you'll see. You click on the scenario to load it, the dungeon room quickly changing, the dim walls disappearing to be replaced by rolling hills and a nearby barn with a fenced pasture, a number of large yellow birds with long necks and fluffy feathers prancing about the pasture, pecking the ground or just looking about. Maya blushes briefly at being out in the middle of open nature naked, until clothes appear on her. It's obviously a take on Tifa's outfit, with a purple sports bra style top hugging her (appropriately Tifa-like, although maybe fanart proportions) chest and baring her midriff, a pair of purple glove-sleeves sheathing her arms with black gauntlets, a black pleated skirt, purple thigh-highs, and black boots with metal plates. Basically a somewhat gothed version of Tifa's original outfit. Maya looks down at herself for a moment, then raises her head and solemly declares, "This is already my favorite thing ever, thank you."\n\nYou blush at that, then both of you are distracted as a smooth male voice says, "<i>The defenders of Gaia are facing destruction from Meteor. Now begins the long process of preparing themselves for the final battle, which means that each of them has their own tasks to perform.</i>"\n\nApparently prompted by the narrator, Red XIII comes prowling out of the nearby farmhouse and walks towards Maya. You have to admit that's a really great rendering of the character, he looks almost exactly like he does in ReMake... well, except that unlike every single other canon version, you catch a glimpse of heavy orange-furred balls swaying between his hind legs.\n\n"Maya, while the others are working on their tasks, it's been left up to us to secure a golden chocobo so that we can approach the Cave of the Knights we've seen from the air," Red XIII explains as he approaches her, seeming already familiar with her... well, that makes sense, if she's basically taking Tifa's role. "We can... is something wrong?"\n\n"Er, no, no," Maya says, shaking her head. She'd actually been staring at the lion-like being as if utterly charmed, but quickly says, "Right, so we need to get a golden chocobo since those can go anywhere."\n\n"Indeed. I've been speaking with the chocobo farmer about how best to acquire one. Supposedly there's an individual somewhere on this continent that has one for trade, though the farmer didn't know what they might want in return for it. Alternatively we could try to catch our own... they're rare, but they do occur in the wild, apparently, and the farmer has several types of chocobo lure he's willing to sell us." Red pauses for a moment before he says, "The farmer did say there was one other option."\n\n"What's that?" Maya asks, though she's starting to get a leery look on her face, like she has some idea of where this is heading.\n\n"Apparently a regular chocobo has a chance to produce a golden chocobo if it mates with a human who's consumed a particular kind of breeding nut," Red XIII says, Maya's face going red. "There are rarer varieties of the nut that increase the chances, but he has some here that give at least a small possibility for it. Though it might take a fair number of breedings to actually produce a golden chocobo egg. He mentioned it as a possibility, so I thought I'd bring it up. What do you want to do?"\n\nBefore Maya can speak, the narrator's voice says, "<i>Knowing her responsibility to the planet, Maya told Red XIII that they would-</i>" Instantly the two of them freeze and the scene dims, a set of popups showing the options you can apparently choose for Maya popping up, the boxes trimmed in a sort of 'pasture fence' theme.\n\n<hr>\n[[-SEEK OUT THE GOLDEN CHOCOBO FOR TRADE.|QODigi4x2]]\n\n[[-TRY TO CATCH A WILD GOLDEN CHOCOBO.|QODigi]]\n\n[[-BREED WITH A CHOCOBO HERSELF.|QODigi]]

Yeah, hell with it, let's see what happens if you buy the 'airborne fortress'... you figure the worst you get is absolutely nothing, which is what you started with, or maybe you get a cool playset you feel slightly dorky about being too old for. You finish out the order, with a popup informing you 'A representative will see you shortly.' But since it's not popping up a chat window or anything like that, after a few minutes you shrug and get up to head downstairs and loiter until dinner.\n\nAs you're on your way to the couch, the doorbell rings, prompting your mother to call, "Jamie, could you get that?" You shrug and head to the door, expecting it to be someone selling magazines or maybe candy bars or something like that. When you open the door, however, you're immediately grabbed by three pairs of hands, yelping as you're yanked through the door. Something is shoved into your mouth before you're hefted into the air and carried towards the... jet?!... parked in the middle of the street, a side panel slid open like a van and very convenient for tossing you inside. You finally get a look at your captors, who turn out to be three <i>very</i> pretty girls wearing tight black bodysuits and domino masks, as one pounces you and cuffs your ankles, and your wrists together behind your back in quick, practiced motions as the other two scramble inside and into the side-by-side seats in the front, the side panel quickly sliding closed and the vehicle lurching slightly as it takes off.\n\n"Ha! Ten point two seconds from landing to takeoff, a new record!" the girl with the brown hair in a ponytail in the copilot's seat declares, clicking a button on her watch.\n\n"I am getting good!" the one with the short red hair, who incidentally was the one who bound you, crows happily as she claps her hands together and gestures to you wriggling on the floor. "Well not good-good, 'cause y'know, but good at this!"\n\n"Alright, alright, hush, you know we'll catch hell if he mentions we were chattering like schoolgirls when he's being tortured," the pilot scolds, glancing over her shoulder, thick dark hair not moving much despite being around her shoulders.\n\nTortured?! You freeze up, your mind going practically blank with terror, so that you barely notice time passing. Still it doesn't seem like very long (in fact way too short!) before there's a light thump and the jet stops moving. The three of them haul you to your feet (after undoing the ankle cuffs) and force you to walk ahead of them, your legs trembling as you walk across an enclosed deck full of more of the strange-looking jets, into an elevator which takes you up. It slides open into a sort of annex-style area with hallways on either side and a set of double sliding doors straight ahead. Just as you're exiting the theater, there's a muffled scream behind one of the doors further down the hall and a thud, before the door slides open and a woman with long, straight black hair strides out and strikes a pose with one hand on her hip. She's got smooth, faintly golden skin with deep red eyes, and is wearing an outfit that... well, you guess it's kind of ninja-y, a black one-piece that clings tightly to her flat belly and large breasts... tight enough to show off her large, thick, puffy nipples, as well as the indentation of her navel. It's got a bit of armor encircling her chest, and armored fingerless gauntlets and shinguards, but other than that it's just a bit of netting coming up from the gauntlets and covering her hips.\n\n<img src="images/Ashizu.png">\n\n"I will never be rid of incompetence, it seems. Every day there's another foolish, unworthy servant begging for death," she mutters darkly, staring at the wall. "Who doesn't know that you spray the cloth and then rub the cloth on the screen? What fool who deserves only a blade sprays the screen?"\n\n'Ohshitohshitohshit,' you think, feeling like you might die without the aid of a blade as she turns her dour expression towards you and the beaming girls that marched you along. Then you watch as her jaw sags, lips actually parting as a look of vague horror comes over her face. The only reason you don't scream through the gag when she leaps towards you and makes a slicing motion with one hand is that your throat has seized up in terror... and then you're left standing there stunned as the cuffs that had bound your hands clatter to the ground in about twenty pieces.\n\n"WHAT is the MATTER with you three?!" the red-eyed woman all but roars. "What were you thinking?!"\n\n"Uh, we did what we always do when you tell us to 'go get' someone, we kidnapped him?" the girl who had been piloting the jet answers, blinking big dark eyes.\n\n"This isn't just some hostage, you fools! This is <i>our new boss</i>!"\n\nAll three instantly freeze, two of them going pale and the pilot going... less dark. The red-eyed woman meanwhile opens her mouth as if to apologize, then seems to notice that yours is gagged. Displaying rather more liberties than you're necessarily comfortable with for anyone but a dentist, she slips slender, deft fingers into your mouth and tugs the gag free before holding it up, making you go red as she unfolds it to reveal a black thong. "... What," she declares flatly.\n\n"Um." The short-haired girl's face is now about as red as her hair as she squirms her hips around. "... I forgot the gag when we left so I when I realized I... ... improvised."\n\n"... GUARDS!" the red-eyed woman bellows. Immediately four slots in the walls open, and four much larger, more muscular women in light body armor with bare midriffs, wearing all-concealing helmets, step out, and level their short, blunt rifles (blasters?!) at your kidnappers. "Take these three away and execute them!"\n\n"Wait!" you blurt suddenly, jolted out of your shock at that. The red-eyed woman blinks and looks at you again, and you stammer, "Um, I-I just got here, maybe... maybe don't execute anyone <i>right</i> when I just get here?!"\n\n"... Hm. Well, you are, after all, the boss. I suppose take these three away, strip them, and throw them into isolation cells," she declares instead, the helmeted guards marching forward and herding the trio back into the elevator, the three of them looking a weird mix between terrified and hopeful. After the elevator doors have closed, the remaining woman folds her arms under her chest. "I apologize for your treatment so far, sir, I can promise you that it won't happen again."\n\n"Uh... good, I guess." You blink slowly. "Is this... is this actually the helicarrier thing?"\n\n"That is... one way to put it, yes. This is the Dark Sky Hell, and I am your head servant, Ashizu-san," she says, thumping a hand to her shoulder and bowing low to you, breasts jiggling a bit as she does. "Please, right this way, sir, I'll show you to the bridge."\n\nShe turns and marches forward towards the double doors, and oh wow the back of that one-piece is a thong too, huh? Trying not to get distracted by the sight of her fishnet-hugged ass, you scurry to catch up (what else are you gonna do?) as the doors slide open and reveal a large, almost perfectly cubical room that's obviously some sort of mission control, with every panel manned by attractive women ranging from close to your own age to closer to your mother's, but all of them wearing sleeveless crop tops and booty shorts along with thigh-high boots and elbow-length fingerless gloves. Stretched out ahead of the window is the late afternoon sky, and the sight of a long, grey deck, albeit not flat like an aircraft carrier's. A glance at the screens nearby shows one that's apparently a status, rendering the... 'Dark Sky Hell'... in green, the ship a cross between a rectangle and diamond in shape, with a lot of panels and what look like recessed turrets and a fairly low raised bit on top that you assume must be the bridge you're on now. (Thankfully it's not a "flying bridge" like on a Star Destroyer, quite, you'd immediately know how you were gonna die if it was.)\n\n<img src="images/DarkSkyHell.gif">\n\n"Our previous employer, Professor Deathlord, decided to retire and so sold the Dark Sky Hell, all its contents, and our lifetime service contracts to that online storefront," Ashizu-san explains, with a remarkable lack of bitterness in her voice. "And so now the power to bring nations to their knees and topple costumed fools that consider themselves gods is all yours, sir."\n\n"Uh. ... Oh. Uh." You blink repeatedly. "... Mine?"\n\n"Yes sir, yours," she says firmly with a single, small nod. \n\n"..." You open and close your mouth a few times, but finally say the only thing your mind can manage to latch onto. "Why not 'Doctor Deathlord'?"\n\n"I really could not say, sir," Ashizu answers with the faintest of sighs.\n\nThis is definitely a lot to take in. Apparently you didn't just buy a helicarrier or flying fortress or whatever it is, you bought <i>an entire supervillain package</i>. You... you own a massive airborne weapons platform. You have <i>minions</i> ... Hot female minions. As if sensing your thought and wanting to reinforce it, Ashizu pipes up, "Sir, every one of us has a lifetime contract pledging us to service. We will obey any and all commands you give, without question, you need only give an order and watch us carry it out."\n\n<hr>\n[[Nope. Nope nope nope.|QOSV]]\n\n[[... This is a lot to take in.|QOSV]]\n\n[[........ MUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!|QOSV]]

Oh, hey, it's free <strike>real estate</strike> knife. Even if you feel like you could vaguely get in trouble for having it, especially without being able to explain how you paid for it, no reason to just send it on its way. You reach in and snag the weapon by the handle, lifting it out of the toolbox, rather surprised by how heavy it feels.\n\nThen you yelp as the blade starts issuing black smoke and the eyes of the demon head on the pommel glow red. You reflexively try to drop it, then actually attempt to forcibly drop it, but it's like the muscles of your hand have locked up and won't open whatsoever.\n\n<b>Hear me, mortal,</b> booms a voice that feels like it's crawling around the inside of your skull. <b>I am the cursed blade Kryz. You may either accept my contract, or accept my curse.</b>\n\n"W-what?!" you cry, actually shaking your hand to try and force your fingers open.\n\n<b>If you will not... if you will... if you...</b><i>would you stop that?!</i> snaps the voice, having abruptly turned far less booming and more lyrical, with a faint, sort of generalized accent that doesn't sound quite like any you've ever heard before. <i>I hate when mortals do that! You can't drop me so just quit it!</i> There's a pause as the shock of the demand and the change in tone is enough to make you stop moving your hand. The voice is silent for a moment before resuming, albeit in the lighter tone, apparently the previous drama having been abandoned as a lost cause. <i>Now. You have two choices. You can either accept my power willingly, forming a contract with me, and we shall grow ever more powerful together by doing works of evil and cruelty. Or you can refuse, and suffer my curse, constantly being eaten away at until I have consumed your soul and taken control of your body. Make your choice.</i>\n\n<hr>\n[[Contract.|QOKryz]]\n\n[[Curse.|QOKryz]]

"... So, I'd be your bitch, but... no one else would ever be allowed to push me around again," you say slowly.\n\nTanya's wolfish grin returns, obviously realizing she's got you hooked already. "Yup."\n\n"... Fine then, deal. I'll be your... apprentice, line in, whatever you wanna call it."\n\n"Alright then." Tanya holds out her hand, and you take it, resisting the urge to yelp when she does a better 'dominating grip' than any blustery adult male you've ever met... especially when she holds on and uses it to haul you to your feet as she stands, pulling you along behind her. "C'mon then, let's go seal this deal in my room."\n\n"Um. Am I gonna hafta sign a contract in blood or something?" you ask jokingly. Mostly jokingly. Kind of jokingly.\n\n"Man maybe someday I'll have that sort of pull," she mutters, making you feel even more uncertain about all this as she instead tugs you inside of her room. The overhead lights are off, a few glowing decorations providing enough dim illumination to see by as she gives you a light shove towards the bed. "Clothes off."\n\n"Uh?!" You blink several times, before your eyes go wide.\n\n"You heard me. I said you're gonna be my bitch and my bitch alone, and I'm not taking any arguments on that," she says firmly, smirking as she starts to push the waistband of her shorts down.\n\nYou swallow hard, looking down before you can get overstimulated, but quickly hurrying to obey, pulling off your shirt and then pushing your sleeping pants down, your instantly stiff cock springing free. Scaroused is definitely a mood now... Tanya wants to seal this deal with <i>sex</i>?! Okay, so, she's always been almost as hot as she is terrifying so maybe you've come close to daring to think about it once or twice but there was always this feeling she'd know somehow and make your head explode in mid-fantasy if you went through with it. You swallow hard, rallying yourself as you get ready to look up... then yelp as she gives you another light shove, getting you to sit down on the side of her bed. You look up to find Tanya still wearing that tight tanktop... but your eyes widen as you realize there's something long and black and slightly shiny now jutting from her crotch and pointed at your face. "W-wha?!"\n\n"Oh, you didn't think <i>you</i> were gonna be doing the penetrating here, didja?" Tanya says with a smirk as she gives her shapely hips a shake, making the black rubber cock wobble back and forth a bit. "When I said you were gonna be my bitch, I meant it, now open up like a good boy."\n\n"BuUHMLP!" Your attempt to protest is apparently taken (or just used) as invitation by Tanya, who pushes the fat rubber prick into your mouth. Smirking down at you, she puts a hand on your head to hold it in place as she starts thrusting lightly, stuffing a bit more of the long, molded phallus past your lips each time. Reflexively you reach up to grab her hips, feeling the straps around them under your palms as Tanya's fingers tighten in your hair.\n\n"Tch, who said you could touch me? Oh well, I'll let it go this time... but you dare try and grab my ass and I'll take it out of yours worse than I'm gonna already, understand?"\n\nAll you can do is moan out a half-protest half-acknowledgement as she continues to facefuck you, gradually pushing your throat open with her thrusts. Drool runs down your chin from your stretched open lips, and perhaps most infuriatingly pre dribbles down the underside of your shaft from your stiffer-than-ever cock. Are you seriously getting turned on by this?! Apparently, you realize as you look up, seeing Tanya's wickedly beautiful and beautifully wicked face looking down at you from above her full tits in that tanktop, feeling a shudder run through you and translate into a twitch of your cock.\n\nBy the time Tanya's made you thoroughly deepthroat the strapon and press your lips around the base of the fat rubber shaft, you've lost any real will to resist her... or maybe desire. When she pulls out, waiting only for you to gasp hard and take several deep breaths before she orders you onto all fours on the bed, you do so without protest, climbing up onto her bed and settling on hands and knees. You bite your lower lip to muffle a moan as she pushes the saliva-dripping dildo into your virgin hole, shifting her grip to your hips once several inches are inside, pulling you back just as slow and smooth as she's pushing forward, emphasizing that for the moment, you're the girl and she's the man.\n\nBut soon she's thrusting away, firm, quick strokes that impact her strapped hips against your ass and cause the bed to quietly creak and rock. Your eyes roll some, feeling your incredibly hard cock bounce and wobble beneath you, your balls swaying with the motions of her fucking you as she drives in relentlessly. "Yeaaah you're gonna like working for me, kiddo, you're gonna fuckin' love being my bitch, you already love being my bitch don't you?" she purrs, leonine and hungry as she lifts her hands off your hips just long enough to pull off the tanktop, then leans down, stiff nipples and soft breasts pressing against your bare back as she drives the rubber fuckstick into your increasingly eager hole. "This is totally gonna make you cum, isn't it? Are you seriously gonna cum from being fucked in the ass, you little perv? Fuckin' degenerate, getting off on being fucked in the ass by a woman," she continues, your body shuddering with shame and pleasure even as your balls tighten and draw up. "Well I guarantee you that it won't be the last time, in fact if you're good maybe I'll do it every. Damn. Day," she coos in your ear, with the last word reaching under you and giving your balls a firm, controlling squeeze, in that one single motion making it absolutely clear that she's taken possession of them. You let out a gurgling sound low in your throat, too overwhelmed to even cry out as your ass squeezes around the strapon and your cock twitches, firing long ropes of cum all over the bedspread.\n\nWhile you're allowed to lay there and recover (but only after changing the bedspread at Tanya's orders, she sits at the corner of the bed puffing on a joint, grinning at you. "Alright, now that we've got the pecking order established, here's how things are gonna go. I'm gonna give you this next week to enjoy your new status at school... consider it a 'warmup period', where you can get settled in and start coming to grips with things. The week after, though, I'll start having jobs for you. Probably not every day, just things I want to make sure get handled as close to as if I did it myself. And I'm gonna count on you to handle 'em thoroughly, got me?"\n\n"Yeah, I got it," you answer, already trying to firm your resolve. You've decided to do this, and despite it instantly resulting in you getting fucked in the ass... well, being Tanya's bitch and hers alone is still a significant move upward from being the world's bitch.\n\n"Good. 'Cause if you don't..." Tanya smirks as she reaches out, once more enclosing your balls in her hand.\n\n"G-geez, I get it, I get it!" \n\n"Good. By the way, you might wanna look into starting... I dunno, lifting some handweights, running, stuff like that at least," Tanya continues as she gets up, setting the blunt in an ashtray and bending over to rummage in a drawer, giving you a very good look at her pussy framed between her legs before she stands up and tosses something onto your belly. "Probably stick with your current clothes for right now, don't wanna tip anyone off too much."\n\n"Bwuh?" You sit up some, picking up the thing on your stomach and looking at it more closely. It's a fairly thick sheaf of $100 bills, the rubber band holding them also holding a credit card and a SIM card. "Whoa... uh, this is to buy exercise equipment?"\n\n"It's to buy whatever you want, consider it your first 'paycheck'. Don't go nuts with the credit card, it's more of a 'business account', try to keep it to what you need for stuff I tell you to do... though I'm not gonna quibble over a dinner or a movie or whatever on it occasionally. I wrote a model number on the SIM card, look it up online and order that model of smartphone, then put the card in. It's pre-loaded with a bunch of apps and contacts you'll need. And want," she adds with a snicker. "Try to avoid letting anyone know you have it, but <i>always</i> keep it on you, and do not fucking lose it. Set it up with an eight-digit password, fingerprint, <i>and</i> the little picture-trace option, don't skip any."\n\nWhat have you gotten yourself into? ... Oh well, this is what happens when you flip the script. "Eight digits, fingerprint, image password, got it."\n\n"Hm. There might be some real hope for you. But I guess we'll see." Tanya smirks, then snaps her fingers and points. "Clothes on and the fuck out of my room, I'll call you on your new phone when I need you."\n\nAnd that's that. The next day you hang out with Kevin, doing your best to act normal, though it's definitely hard to do so when you're constantly distracted by the deal with the devil you've signed. (Or... wannabe devil. ... Seriously what was up with that?) Well that and the literal stack of money shoved deep into your overnight backpack. Eventually you bid Kevin goodbye (catching a grin and a little wave from Tanya where she's standing off in the background) and return home. Flumping down in your chair, you consider just-\n\n... No.\n\nYou've made a decision. It may take some time for wishy-washy Everyone's Bitch Jamie to realize he's dead, but he is! You are No One's Bitch Jamie! You turn in the chair, and your ass gives a slight twinge. ... You are One Person's Bitch Jamie! Yeah doesn't have the same ring but oh well. You pop open your browser (you're not sure if incognito mode will actually help but here you go) and type in the serial number on the SIM, using the credit card to order the phone with rush delivery. By the next day you've slotted it in and loaded it up. The phone goes dark for awhile once it's read the SIM card, and after a restart the OS looks different. It prompts you to set up the security features Tanya told you about, then loads up a screen with apps. Some of them you recognize... heck, they're just various food delivery and rideshare apps that everyone uses. Others you've never heard of and definitely look... third party. 'Rent-a-Room', which is apparently an app for renting discrete hotel rooms without ever talking to someone at the desk, 'Quick Qleanup' which is apparently for, uh... sanitizing areas on the quick, and others. There's even one just called 'Lust' which has a seductively winking woman as the icon, and a quick peek... y-yeah that's definitely an app for ordering prostitutes. You wonder if that's one of the programs Tanya thought you would want, or if it's actually somehow one related to 'work'? ... Either way, you're curious, but there's definitely no way you're going to find out today. You look through the phone for awhile longer before locking it and tucking it into the special small-of-the-back holster you also ordered for it. ... Yeah you're gonna hafta be careful about reaching for that if you ever get in trouble.\n\nAnd then it's off to school on Monday. You're kind of wondering if anything's... really gonna be different. Certainly at first you don't notice anything different, you're just passing through the halls like normal. But as you're getting some books out of your locker you almost have a heart attack... there's three Tanyas coming right at you! ... Oh, wait, no. First of all while these three are all wearing the 'pseudo school uniform' style outfits that Tanya <i>used</i> to wear when she was in high school, and while all three are blonde and tanned as they get closer you pick out little differences. The one in the lead has slightly shorter hair and a smaller bust, and her eyes aren't quite the same shade of green, but otherwise she's the closest to being a dead ringer. The one on her left has her long blonde hair pulled back in a high ponytail fixed with a pink scrunchie, blue eyes, and a green hoodie jacket tied around her waist, her blouse's sleeves rolled up to the shoulders. The one on the left has the shortest hair, just a few inches past shoulder length, with some streaks of purple and pink in it, has accessorized with a lot of jewelry, and has... one purple eye and one pink one?! ... Contacts, has to be. Actually they're probably all wearing them you think as they come to a stop in front of you.\n\n"Hi there~!" the lead one chirps as the one to her left blows a large pink bubble, in flagrant and uncaring violation of the school's prohibition on anything fun you can put in your mouth that they can't reasonably ask you to remove at the sidewalk. "I'm Amber, this is Misha, that's Tammy," she says, gesturing first to the ponytailed one and then the slightly punk one. "We're friends of Tanya's."\n\n... Y'think? Clearing your throat, you come back with the amazing greeting of, "Um, hey." \n\n"So basically Tanya asked us to help you out, now that you're her friend too, yanno?" Amber chirps, smiling. "Actually we bumped into someone else you know yesterday at the mall and I think he'll be along in a minute, he has something he'd like to tell you."\n\nYou're about to ask what she means when the little trio parts, as if psychically having sensed Joshua's approach. He actually looks a little pale, and his hand is shaking a bit as he holds it out to you, proffering a rather sweaty wad of ones, fives, and a few tens. "Uh, h-hey man, y'know, I was thinking this weekend how it was kinda, kinda dickish of me to rely on you to always grab, uh, uh, snacks and drinks and things, and uh, y'know, I just... I just kinda realized I'd always totally meant to give you money for those but me and the guys just totally forgot and, w-well here, figured I'd pay you back, that should be enough, r-right?"\n\n"... Right," you echo slowly, reaching up to carefully pluck the money out of his hand, still sort of processing that this appears to actually be happening.\n\n"So, uh, so like, y'know, we're cool now, right? We're like, all good and stuff? 'Cause, just, y'know, if there's anything I can ever do to make it up to you, or if me or the guys can ever be useful or anything, just, y'know, just let me know, man, I will be all over it!"\n\n<hr>\n[["... Make it up to me, huh?"|QOBully]]\n\n[["... Useful, huh?"|QOBully]]\n\n[["... You may leave now."|QOBully]]

"Alright, alright," you huff with a pout, pulling out of her and leaving your hard, now dripping cock dangling directly above her now thoroughly deflowered pussy, letting her look down her body and look at it, her face flushing a bit further and her already panting breathing shuddering a little. You sit back and grab her shorts, peeling them off of her as she gives another squeak, then flop to sit on the futon. "But you better suck me off then, okay?"\n\n"H-hai," she murmurs bashfully, blushing as she sits up and, after only a second's hesitation, pulls off her hoodie as well before turning and leaning over your lap. She tentatively wraps a hand around your base, staring at your dick as if amazed that it had ever fit inside her. "B-but... Jami-san... really, it's so biMMMF!" she grunts as you shove her head down onto it, stuffing her mouth full. \n\nGripping a handful of her her hair, you start guiding her mouth up and down. "Hey, hey, I said suck me off, not talk, arright?"\n\n"Mmf mfrry!" she attempts to apologize as you force your prick into her throat, writhing around and clutching at your hips.\n\n"Now now, Jami-san, you could be a little more gentle than that."\n\nYou and Ginne both freeze in place, with this luckily happening while she's close up to the top of your prick. Slowly you turn your head to look towards the door, and she shifts her eyes, to see a tall form standing there. She looks like she might be in her early twenties, long dark hair bound low down near her tailbone, red eyes narrowed at you in annoyance. Her lower face is covered by a mask that similarly covers her neck, along with a long-sleeved black top that doesn't quite cover the undersides of her large breasts, and a fairly skimpy pair of panties with thigh-highs and shoulder-height gloves. Her overall posture... including her arms folded under her chest... says 'teacher' all day. Though the way she bumps the door with her ass to knock it closed is more casual.\n\n"Um... this isn't what it looks like!" you blurt.\n\n"Ih's nhd!" Ginne tries to agree with you, nodding her head eagerly and making you squeak at having your dick wiggled around because of it.\n\n"Looks to me like you're raping your new partner," the teacher says in a bland tone, eyes obviously on your crotch. Then they slide downwards along Ginne's back and rear, to settle between her legs. "And that she's enjoying it."\n\n"... um... I guess it's what it looks like?" you admit, brushing a fingertip against your cheek.\n\n"Fh cp," Ginne agrees muffledly, managing to look sheepish despite your dick in her mouth.\n\nThe teacher sighs heavily, before walking over to stand beside you, putting her crotch right at your eye level. The sight of those very tight, and apparently very thin, panties hugging up against her full pussy makes your cock twitch, and Ginne gives a squeak that mingles both surprise at the extra hardness and consternation at you getting turned on by another woman while you're in the middle of forcibly violating her. "Now Jami-san, we obviously expect the Striker students to rape the other students on occasion. We female ninjas are, after all, the sluttiest mammals known to man-"\n\n"Hhy!" Ginne tries to protest, though it's not very convincing considering she hasn't taken her mouth off your cock even though you're not really holding her there anymore.\n\n"-but you really should be waiting until you leave the school grounds to do it," the teacher continues as if uninterrupted. "Or at the very least, closing the door," she adds with a glance at the door, before looking back at you.\n\n"... eheh..." you murmur softly, rubbing the back of your head.\n\n"But, since you're already in the middle of it, I suppose I should teach you to do it properly," the teacher says, making a few quick gestures with her hands. There's a <i>puff</i> of purple smoke in front of her hips, and when it clears her crotch bears the same arcing Yang symbol yours does... and a much bigger bulge in her panties. Your eyes widen as she thumbs the front of them down, her half-hard cock springing free.\n\n"Eh?!" you squeak, sounding a lot like Ginne did earlier.\n\n"When raping a fellow ninja, you should do it with love and affection," the teacher says in an overly reasonable tone, giving her hardening prick a firm but gentle smack against your cheek. "You can't just go escalating the plot instantly when they haven't done anything to deserve it, you have to take a measured approach." She rests a hand on your head, actually petting you gently twice, before taking a firm, unyielding grip of a fistful of hair. "Now open your mouth, you pretty little bitch," she coos in a warm, demanding tone.\n\nYour face flushes darkly, and you almost timidly open your mouth, giving an 'mmf' of your own as she presses her fat cockhead past your lips. You shiver a little at feeling it press your tongue down and smear pre all over it, your own cock giving a twitch and oozing more pre into Ginne's mouth as she squirms. \n\n"Now, see here, Jami-san, it's more proper to use smooth, firm strokes," the teacher explains as she begins doing just that, her hips rolling as she claims your mouth with her prick. "It's best to use a combination of moving your hips and moving her head to meet your hips with your grip. Just grabbing their head and using it as an onahole is more suitable for when you're raping a conquered enemy. Here, try it."\n\nFeeling like this is definitely the weirdest and yet most effective teacher lecture you've ever had, you begin trying to match the motion the teacher is using to fuck your mouth on Ginne. You grip her hair tightly again and start giving your hips light thrusts upward as you push her down, trying to match the sort of smooth, steady, firm strokes the teacher is using on you. You can feel Ginne start squirming again beside you, and the light vibration of a little moan from her run through your prick.\n\n"There you go. Now, you weren't doing too badly with your dirty talk, since the idea is to make her feel both complimented and degraded at the same time as she takes that big, pretty, stupid lusting beast's cock of yours, Jami-san," the teacher continues. She pauses, glancing upwards. "... Honestly sometimes I have difficulty with that part myself..." Then she shrugs, looking back down at you, and meeting your eyes, holding them as she slowly pushes her cock into your throat, not stopping until she's got her balls resting against your chin. She holds it there until you start to squirm, Ginne doing the same since you'd unconsciously copied the motion on her, before she finally pulls back, letting you gasp in a breath once her cock's out of your throat. "Good girl, that's a good slut, taking it all," she purrs, sending a fresh shiver through you.\n\n"Now, you need to show her more physical affection while you're raping her as well," the teacher continues in her instructor's tone again, even as she resumes her own thrusting and working your head, pushing her cock into your throat each time now. "She has quite a lovely back, why not stroke it or pay some attention to her equally lovely butt, Jami-san?"\n\nAs prompted, you start running a hand up and down Ginne's back, feeling your palm and fingers slide over the sweat-slick, tan skin, stroking along her spine. It certainly doesn't hurt that her squirming takes on a sinuous, sensual demeanor and she starts moaning more enthusiastically... practically <i>purring</i>... around your prick. You shiver again, moaning around the teacher's prick in turn, all three of you letting out your own moans set off in a chain as you give Ginne's pert ass a firm squeeze.\n\n"See? There you go. Mingle roughness and sweetness when it's one of your beloved fellow ninjas that you're violating," the teacher assures you in a warm tone. "Just because you're raping her is no excuse to not make her feel like an adored pet." Then she pulls her cock out of your mouth with a slight pop of your lips slipping over the edge of her cockhead. "Now, fuck her again, Jami-san. But this time take proper preparations."\n\n"Wha?" you say, your voice a bit raspy from having had a very fat cock down your throat, and your brain a bit fuzzy from having been sucking it while getting sucked by the trim little fuck-kitten ninja half in your lap.\n\nThe teacher sighs again, reaching down to casually pick up Ginne, whose mouth similarly pops off your cockhead and who gives a squeak as she's lightly tossed onto the futon beside you. Then she looks at you, and makes a few quick gestures with one hand near her cock. There's another puff of smoke, and when it clears her shaft is sheathed almost tip-to-root by just slightly translucent black latex. "You should use Rubba no Jutsu every time," she declares solemnly. "Not only to prevent pregnancy when fucking a fellow ninja, but to prevent spreading your essence all over the place for others to take advantage of. Plus it can make a fine display of your virility."\n\n"Oh. Um. Okay," you murmur, doing your best to copy the motion she made despite having only seen it once. But it's surprisingly easy, and with a <i>poof</i> your own cock is now outfitted with a neon pink condom. (You're not sure whether you're more surprised it's not ninja black like the teacher's or leopard-spotted like your panties.) \n\n"Excellent. Now, bare your tits," the teacher instructs evenly, pausing expectantly until you pull your top up and let your tanlined tits spill free with a wobble. "Good, you want a lot of skin-to-skin contact. Now, this time when you mating press her, make sure to get a lot of nice skin-to-skin contact, and lean in so you can give her a lot of kisses."\n\n"Eeeep?!" Ginne squeaks as you, ever one to obey, snag her and haul her around, pressing her legs forward again and once more moving into position above her, your cock shaking a bit and pointing down at her pussy, the swell of the reservoir in the pink latex brushing over her lower lips. She gasps loudly as you push back into her (even wetter, hotter, and more eager than before) pussy, which you can feel squeezing and trembling and dripping around you even through the condom. You lean down and press your lips to hers, jutting your tongue into her mouth and kissing her steadily more eagerly as you start pumping your hips, her moans getting steadily louder and her kissing you back lustier.\n\n"Excellent. The idea should be to make them get wet every time you walk by them in the future, hoping you're going to grab them and fuck them again," the teacher declares in a pleased done... even as you can feel something nudge up against your own dripping pussy. You moan into Ginne's mouth louder yourself as the teacher's prick spreads you open and claims your own cunt, that black latex sheathed shaft slipping into you deep. You can't seem to stop pumping your hips, rolling them to fuck yourself back against her even as you fuck down into Ginne. The teacher starts thrusing while stroking and rubbing your back, her fingers both affectionate and possessive as she claims your virginity for herself without asking. "Especially when it's your partner, your goal should be to make her feel like she can't live without you giving her a good raping every day."\n\nBoth you and Ginne moan louder at that, your own motions turning practically frantic, the teacher's turning harder and faster as she pounds into you from behind, reaching forward to grab a fistful of your hair... not pulling you out of your lewd kiss with your beloved victim, but apparently reminding you that she has you and controls you as much as you have and control Ginne. The teacher intersperses her affectionate stroking and petting with firm, stinging slaps to your ass and assurances of what a horny, brainless animal you are, and soon you do find your mind practically emptying of anything but pleasure and lust as you empty your balls into both the ninja-condom and Ginne, feeling the shuddering and swelling of the teacher's cock inside you as well.\n\nThe teacher is the first to pull out after a few moments, the motion sending a shiver through you at the sort of wobbly, stretchy, slick feeling at the end, and which you take as a prompt to pull out of Ginne, your load large enough that the latex actually stretches between your prick and her pussy for a moment before the hefty cumballoon pops out and sways at the end. You look over at the teacher, who has an even bigger cumballoon hanging from the end of her condom, but who then pulls it off and ties it up with quick, efficient motions that you hurry to copy.\n\n"There, see? That's the proper way to rape your partner or a fellow ninja, understood?"\n\nYou glance at Ginne, who does seem to still be in a state of post-orgasmic blissout, before looking back at the teacher. "Ah, y-yeah, Sensei."\n\n"Good. Hm... do you need me to keep instructing you further, or do you think you've got the proper feel of it now?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You can take it from here.|QONA]]\n\n[[... some more instruction might be good...|QONA]]

"I, um... yeah," you admit, your shoulders sagging as you hang your head. \n\n"Hm, oh dear," Ms. Lorne says with a sigh. You can't even bear to look at her as you hear her turn and walk across the room, actually flinching as the lock of the door clicks, expecting that she wants to yell at you without being disturbed, especially as she pulls down the shade over the window. You manage to make yourself peek up a little as you hear her walk back over, becoming more confused than anything as you see that she's smiling.\n\n"Well I thought you might have been," she says in a rather warm voice as she leans down closer to you, lowering her voice to a whisper as she adds, "I could see how your cock kept getting hard."\n\n"... I, um," you almost whimper, swallowing hard.\n\n"Oh, don't be worried, Jamie. I think it's really cute that I make your cock hard," the pretty teacher murmurs, your body freezing a bit in place as she reaches out and slowly but deftly undoes the button of your jeans. "In fact, it looks like you've gotten hard again... do you want me to take care of that for you?"\n\n<hr>\n[["I, uh, I'm good, no thank you."|QOSchool]]\n\n[["... yes plz."|QOSchool8x3]]

Settling down in the armchair, you snag the remote and turn on the TV, pulling up the DVR's menu to see what it's recorded.\n<<set $comefromdvrday to true>>\n= [[Centaur Confidential - Episode 1|FGWDVRCC1]]\n\n= [[Catch As Catch Can - Episode 1|FGWDVRCACC1]]*\n\n= [[Exotique Boutique - Episode 1|FGWDVREB1]]*\n\n= [[Mutant Seekers - Episode 1|FGWDVRMS1]]*\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>[[Here's the night DVR.|FGWLeisDVREve]]<<endif>>

Uh, this app was super expensive (for somebody even if not you) so obviously you're not going to use it in its most basic mode. Duh. Let's see what else is available!\n\nYou tap the option to open up full-featured mode, and it switches to a screen with a number of different icons on it, sort of set up like they're apps within the app. It also starts one of those little walk-through tutorials where everything but the text and 'Next' button is greyed out.\n\n'Hello, and welcome to SpinJob's full feature mode! Here you can use various specific functions of SpinJob in a more nuanced manner to fully customize your user experience! The following items are suggested to make the most of these programs:\n\n<center>Earbuds and/or headphones\nBluetooth speakers\nA bluetooth-connected PC\nAt least 5 GB free space on your phone</center>\n\n<i>Next</i>'\n\nHuh. Well, you've got all of those things in one form or another. You click the 'Next' button, and it begins highlighting and explaining the different sub-apps.\n\n'[[Blankmail|QOSJ10x1]] - This app will show a screen that appears to the viewer to be evidence of some wrongdoing on their part that they would do almost anything to keep from being made public. (Note that the individual does not actually have to have <i>done</i> anything worth covering up for this to work.)\n\n'[[ASMR (Altered State Mental Response)|QOSJ8x3]] - This app uses almost subaudible tones to create an altered mental state. This effect is often more gradual and requires buildup to work, and is less targeted since it affects everyone in hearing range. Headphones or earbuds are required to nullify the effect for the user.\n\n'[[Flashy Thing|QOSJ11x1]] - A flash of light that will blank the viewer's memory for a set period (default fifteen minutes). Immediately afterward they will enter an impressionable/suggestible state where you can suggest new memories and implant suggestions. (Can be bound to a button press.)\n\n'[[Respect My Authority|QOSJ9x1]] - The screen will display an image that reads to viewers as you having some sort of authority that must absolutely be obeyed.'\n\nHuh. Interesting. You go ahead and replace the default triple-click of activating SpinJob with Flashy Thing (kinda obvious name guys)... if that were to actually work, obviously you might need it if any of the other stuff went wrong. (Or, you guess theoretically, went right.) It's certainly a very elaborate setup for just a goof or roleplay thing so...\n\n... what if it's for real?\n\nYou glance towards the door of your room, considering. Your mom is home so she's the obvious one to consider trying any of this stuff on, just to see if it works. Obviously none of it would <i>hurt</i> her, it sounds like, even if it worked. So... which one to try?

Hm, you'll give this one a try. Good chance she won't even notice anything if it doesn't work, you think as you click the icon.\n\nYou blink as the screen fills with falling confetti and little pixelated fireworks.\n\n'Congratulations! You have won our special audio accessories pack! Please stand by for delivery!'\n\n"Huh?" You blink a few times. "Wait, they can't mean-"\n\n"Jamie!" your mom calls with a slightly huffy tone. "<i>Another</i> package for you! How much money have you been spending?!"\n\n... You guess they can mean.\n\nShaking your head and murmuring something to your mom about getting some things on really good sale so yes your birthday money absolutely covered it, you head back upstairs with the latest box and open it up, blinking a bit. There are... even more boxes inside. One is a pair of really nice headphones... specifically the kind with glowy cat ear speakers on the top of the headband. (Kinda cringe but also super cool.) There's a set of earbuds... they look like they actually fit inside the ear and are sort of colored to be practically invisible when in. There are also multiple little bluetooth speakers in various designs, some of them clearly meant to not be obvious as being bluetooth speakers at all. (There's one that looks like a pencil case and does in fact have room for several writing utensils inside it.)\n\n... All kinda seems designed to help you do, uh, questionable things with the program if it works. Which... they <i>really</i> seem to be encouraging. Which gives you several funny feelings, but. You guess that you'll give it a try.\n\nUnable to resist the allure of both functions combined (and that it looks really cool), you unbox the kitty ear headphones and link them to your phone... wow, full charge, they really must be quality stuff. You look at the now open app... it has a few different settings for things like range (the little question mark next to that says that it's still limited by how far the sound can travel but you can set it to not go much beyond the speaker if you want), intensity of effect (it does say that it will still take time for any effect to build up but you can set it to as short as possible or to work gradually over a long time), and which effect it is. You note with a blush that the default is 'Arousal'.\n\nWell. Good enough for a test.\n\nYou set the headphones in place (they have all the cool current features like ambient sound or noice canceling, with you setting it on the former since apparently they'll still block the ASMR app's noise that way) before heading downstairs.\n\n"Oh, those are cute," your mother says in that particular tone parents have when they actually admire a purchase you made but deplore you having spent money on anything that wasn't to keep you from instantly dying, before turning back to her preparation of dinner.\n\n"Thanks," you say as you settle down at the table, effecting to be reading and listening to music while actually starting up the audio effect and covertly watching her.\n\nAt first, nothing seems to happen... obviously, you want to instantly think the whole thing must be fake. But you remind yourself that you left it on the default of taking awhile to build up, so force yourself to be patient. Gradually your mother's face flushes a bit, and you notice (suppressing your own blush) that her nipples have gotten sufficiently stiff to show through both bra and shirt. You watch as bit by bit her motions start to become more obviously distracted, and her thighs unconsciously rub together before she notices she's doing it and clearly makes herself stop... only to start again a few moments later. You notice her darting little occasional glances towards you, in that sort of furtive 'I want to run off but it would seem weird' look that you're more used to having yourself rather than seeing on someone else.\n\nSoon her lips are parted and she's breathing hard, her ears pink, her eyes slightly glassy as she wiggles her ass a bit, looking ever more like a bitch who's trying desperately to resist going into heat. After about ten minutes she suddenly stops and makes a little strangled sound, before straightening up and glancing at you. "Jamie," she says in a strained voice that says she's trying desperately to be calm. "Could you... turn off the heat and set these off the burners... I need to... go do something," she concludes quickly before not quite running out of the room, giving you a glimpse of the wet spot on the crotch of her jeans as she goes.\n\nWow. It... it worked. Assuming that your mother didn't suddenly just have a sudden, intense attack of the horny completely independent of you using the program, but... frankly of those two the app working seems more likely. Rather stunned, you get up and head over to do as asked, turning off the burners and setting aside the pans she'd been working at. You actually do have the ability to use sound to influence people's minds!\n\n<hr>\n[[You've got a few people in mind...|QOSJ]]\n\n[[School will be very interesting.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[... you should go check on your mom...|QOSJ]]

Considering that you were so abruptly yanked away from Earth, you'd kind of like to go right back... plus spreading love and joy does kind of sound good. Even as you make the decision, you feel yourself being drawn towards the slender female body, pulling inside its chest and then drifting downward and out of the bright, overwhelming glow that had been surrounding you.\n\nYou find yourself... well, you're not really flying, but it doesn't feel as out of control as falling... through the bright blue sky, Earth stretched out below you. Your fluffy little wings spread and flap a few times, but don't really seem to do much to guide you. Instead you seem to be homing in on a large bank of fluffy clouds, a small speck growing larger the closer you get, gradually resolving into the outline of a person. Once you've gotten close to the cloud, you somewhat shakily turn to put your feet down on it. You've been through a cloud once on a trip into the mountains, and it just felt like... wet air. This feels like, well, like what you'd imagine a cloud to feel like just looking at one, all puffy and soft under your bare soles. You're now standing in front of the other person... or rather cherub... you saw, a girl with a similar build and wings, with short, puffy red hair and bright blue eyes.\n\n"Hey there! You're the newbie Jamiel, right?" she asks, grinning.\n\n"Um, yeah," you reply with a quick nod. You squeak a little as she hops forward and embraces you warmly, her nearly-flat bare chest rubbing against yours. And yet you find yourself instinctively hugging her back all the same, until you let her go as she steps back.\n\n"Hi! So I'm Kariel, and upstairs asked me to kind of show you the ropes as to how cherubs operate. It's not like we go around spreading love willy-nilly. ... Well, not always, certain holidays, sporting events, times of year, we're sort of allowed free-for-alls every so often," she confides with a giggle. \n\n"Uh-huh. But, um, how do we do that?" you ask, still kind of distracted by how wonderfully fluffy the cloud is on your bare toes. "I've never really shot a bow or anything, so..."\n\n"No no no, we don't do that," Kariel quickly corrects, wagging a hand in the air. "That's actually a Sidhe thing that got misinterpreted as our work. No, we cherubs work by inhabiting one of the parties in the matchup." \n\nThat makes you blink, dragging your attention entirely from the cloud. "What, you're saying we possess them like ghosts or demons or something?"\n\n"No! Well, yes. But no. Look, it's complicated," Kariel says with a little huff, resting her hands on her bare hips. "So yes, you go into their body, and you have your own thoughts and awareness the whole time. Any time you want to say something or do something the body does it without hesitation. But the host is never suppressed or blocked out, they just interpret everything you do as their own actions. When you relax and aren't doing anything, they'll just act normally. In return they become a lot healthier... they won't get sick, or hurt too badly, and they can live a lot longer than most people. It's sort of like... symbiosis, but the host doesn't even know you're there."\n\n"That still seems kind of... I dunno."\n\n"It's for the greater good, trust me, we're not just doing this to amuse ourselves! Well, usually, but that's what those free-for-all events are for."\n\n"Alright, so, I go into this person, get them to hook up with whoever, then it's done and I pop out?"\n\n"Not necessarily. You'll be in there for the duration of the mission."\n\n"The duration?" You frown a little. "Wait, so you're saying if 'the mission' is for them to, like, get married...?"\n\n"Yes, then you'll be in there at least as long as the marriage lasts, which could be for life," Kariel confirms with a quick nod.\n\nYou can't help but splutter a little. "The voice didn't explain <i>that</i>!"\n\n"Well that's Metatron for you," the other cherub acknowledges with a snort. "Look a lot of these higher beings tend to start losing perspective as they grow in consciousness. They probably said something like 'the work is almost constant' without actually explaining the nature of the constancy, huh? But look, it's fine. It's not like you're going to die of old age, or even lose anything by spending a measley mortal lifetime in someone. Cherubs have missions ongoing all throughout the timestream. You could finish up one here, then find that your next is in Egypt sometime in the BC, and the one after that is in the 29th century. That's just how it goes. You'll get used to it after one or two, promise," she says cheerfully, reaching out to pat you on the shoulder. "Anyway! I've got a handful of assignments, I'll let you pick which one sounds good. They're all from the era you're from too, so no culture shock on top of that."\n\n"Okay, shoot," you say with a shrug.\n\n"Alright, first up, there's [[a guy who needs to procreate|ChJa1x1]]. Bit of a schlub, not important at all on his own, but Signs and Omens Division says that his offspring will be extremely vital in an upcoming major event in the world. So basically, we've gotta get some gal knocked up by him. Doesn't matter much who, just someone."\n\n"Then, there's [[a married woman who needs some affection|ChJa2x1]]. SOD says that for a proper outcome of certain future events, in ten years two things have to be true: she has to be married, and she has to be happy and sexually satisfied."\n\nYou blush a little at that, then shrug. "Well, that's easy, then, I could just possess her husband and-"\n\n"Nope. He's marked as a no-go vessel. No idea why, it happens sometimes, SOD and other divisions sometimes put those flags on mortals. So it can't be him, you'll have to possess someone else."\n\nYou stare at Kariel. "Are you... are you saying Heaven has an assignment to make someone cheat on their spouse?"\n\n"Hahahaha!" Kariel throws back her head and laughs, fluffy wings fluttering. "Yeah, you really are new! We're not angels of Jehovah, Jamie, it's not that sort of Heaven! We bear some resemblances, sure, but it definitely wasn't us that dictated the Ten Commandments. I mean they're good guidelines, but ultimately we're in the business of preserving the greater good and serving the interests of joy and happiness. So yeah, sometimes we actually encourage cheating, and sometimes we get babies conceived out of wedlock, and plenty of other naughty stuff, as long as it's in the best interests of humanity and other mortals as a whole."\n\n"This is gonna take some getting used to," you mutter, giving your own wings a few light flaps.\n\n"You will, you will, promise!" She reaches out and pats you on the head. "Anyway, there's also [[a college student who needs a gay awakening|ChJa]]. SOD says that if he doesn't realize he's into guys before he graduates, it could set up a really bad domino effect that kinda crushes a lot of lives, veeery bad stuff. So, y'know, get that boy some dick!" Kariel giggles at that, before clearing her throat. "And lastly, there's [[a teenage girl who needs to fall in love|ChJa3x1]]. That'll definitely and absolutely be a longterm assignment, so be aware!"\n\n"I just don't know, Kariel," you murmur. "I wasn't exactly the most, um... outgoing guy before. I never had a girlfriend, or even a kiss, before. How am I supposed to... get people to procreate, or give affection, or have someone fall in love?"\n\n"Don't worryyyy, it'll come naturally to you," Kariel soothes, rubbing your arm, then giving one of your nipples a playful pinch, making you yelp. Giggling, she continues, "It's just one of those cherub things! Angels have a much stronger nature than humans. Like, okay, as a human, you might decide that you should tell someone you liked them, but then all the fear of what could happen wells up and you lose confidence, huh?" At your rather shamefaced nod, she beams at you. "But don't worry! As an angel, when you decide you need to do something, you just do it! You'll be fine, whatever job you pick, just go with it!"

<<set $abandondragongrottovisited to true>><<set $grottojerk to 0>>"Abandoned Dragon Grotto", huh? So... is it a grotto with an abandoned dragon, or a grotto that was abandoned by a dragon?\n\nOnce you tap the sign and follow the guide line to the area in question, you find that the answer is at least hypothetically "both". It's an extremely pleasant area, with chirping birds, pleasant foliage growing around, and an incredibly scenic pool and waterfall. The pool, and the cliffside above it, are made of some dark stone, the basin the water is in having worn nicely smooth so that it looks like it could almost be a manmade bath. Looking high up where the waterfall emerges from a large cave in the stone, you stare at the bright glimmer of water running over... yeah that is a <i>lot</i> of gold. Piles of coins, jewelry, a couple of artistically-placed weapons and bits of armor, all of it with water running over it to go crashing down onto multiple shelves of the cliff below before finally striking a large jutting rock and spilling into the basin in multiple streams. So yeah, you could easily believe that's the abandoned abode of a dragon.\n\nThe 'abandoned dragon' comes in another way though. Resting in the basin is a white stone statue of a dragoness. Well, you know, a monster girl dragoness. A very detailed monster girl dragoness, her bare breasts capped with intricate and very realistic-looking nipples, a contoured slit between her legs. Overall the statue is fairly smooth, but there's still the suggestion of scales, as well as a delineation between the scales along her front and the rest. She has a long tail, ridges down her back, horns, a slightly more bestial face than Amooya but still obviously fairly humanized, it's... well, it's a dragon-girl. Just made of stone. And... probably abandoned, since you don't exactly see any signs that anyone's been around in a long time or that this place is laid claim to. It is out in the middle of the adventure area, after all. <<if $statuebasebought is true>>You could probably call Amooya out to come get it and have it mounted on the statue base if you wanted.<<else>>Too bad you don't have anyplace to put it back on the farm. You could probably talk to Hopita about that, though.<<endif>>\n\nThis place is definitely gorgeous, though. And... weirdly arousing. It's not just the sexy statue, there's just something about the scenery, the mood of the whole grotto, that is so peaceful it somehow loops back around to being stimulating. You find you can't quite escape the urge to strip off, go in the water, and maybe... do something lewd. Trying to distract yourself from the urge, you turn your attention to the gold up on the ledge... but even after walking around the grotto several times, you can't see any way to possibly climb up there. Even if the 'shelves' sticking out from the cliff face didn't have a fair amount of water rushing over them, they're far away from each other and the angled pillar in the pool... even if you could do some sort of double-jump like this was an action video game, you doubt you could get up to it. At best maybe you could knock some of it down?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go back to the adventure zone.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]\n\n[[Try to knock down some treasure.|ADGKnockdown]]\n\n[[Indulge the urge to skinny dip.|ADGSkinnydip]]*\n\n<<if $statuebasebought>>[[Call Amooya to come get the statue.|GetDragonStatue]]<<endif>>

You've barely even realized what's happening when your tentacles shoot out, grabbing Maya around the arms and middle, jerking her around and forcing her to bend over, her quartet of huge, bare breasts wobbling beneath her from the suddenness of the movement. You step in and grab her cutoffs, ripping them to pieces with a single effortless yank, revealing her obscenely large and plump pussy and her still small, pretty, perfect white pucker, her round ass giving a light jiggle of its own as it's so abruptly freed.\n\nWithout a second's hesitation you push your upper cock into that gooey, bulging sex, feeling it spread around your bestial cock easily and yet conforming snugly to every bit of it, as if there were not a single micrometer of extra room. Your lower cock slides along her belly, tracking the obscene and very clear shape of your upper one sliding along her flat stomach, up until the flared head slides between her lower set of tits, pushing them apart and nestling between them. Still pulling her arms back with your tentacles, you grab her hips with your clawed fingers, gripping them firmly as you begin pounding her roughly, your hips slamming into that round, bouncy ass with enough force to make it sound like a wooden board swung with a baseball pro's strength. The impacts make her quad-tits bounce and wobble heavily, adding to the lower pair working around the end of your lower cock as it fucks between them.\n\nIt actually takes you a moment to realize what you've done... what you're doing, since you're not even slowing down, let alone stopping. It takes another moment to realize that Maya never so much as struggled or protested... in fact, as your enormous, obscene, bestial prick violates her transformed pussy all the way up into her rib cage, all she seems to be doing is urging you on and begging for more.\n\n"Oh fuck yes, rape me harder, Jamie, fuck, fuck, rape me!" she gushes, apparently having quickly gotten over her difficulties talking with her long serpentine tongue, even though it's currently not only lolled out but wrapped around one of her upper breasts, squeezing and licking around the whole thing. Her tentacles at first writhe and wiggle through the air ecstatically, before they move to wrap around your torso, squeezing and stroking over your chest and waist... it's a strange sensation between disgusting, lewd, and a lover's embrace. Especially as the one wrapped around your waist coils further around and then pushes into your ass, Maya starting to rape your tight pucker with pumping, wriggling, writhing enthusiasm even as you similarly rape her slimy, accommodating, eager cunt. Your breathing quickens as you start thrusting faster, squeezing Maya's hips and yanking her back against you, even though she's already working her body against your thrusts as much as she can, apparently just as eager to rape herself on your cock as you are to rape her with it. \n\nYou groan as more of her tentacles wrap themselves around your external cock, coiling around its length and stroking it, squeezing it, working it more deftly and thoroughly than any pair of hands could... and then you gasp even louder as one of the tentacles pushes into the urethra, pentetrating it deeply and bulging out the shaft with its form, fucking it with wriggling, wobbling pumps much like the one taking your ass. It's so big, and stretching out a hole much smaller than it! At the realization, something apparently takes over in your mind, and your own tentacles that aren't holding Maya in place go on the move. Of course you plunge two of them into her mouth and ass, muffling her pleas to be raped like a bitch around the tentacle bulging up her throat, but four more of them you direct beneath her. Her puffy pink nipples stretch and widen as the tips of the tentacles push inside them, the trajectory of her tits' wobbling changing as you start to literally fuck them, enjoying the feel not only of her nipples squeezed tight around your pumping, thrusting tentacles, but being able to direct her lower pair to rub against your tentacle-fucked cock as you do.\n\nSoon after you can see the tentacle Maya's using to fuck your cockhole bulging along its entire length, and moan as those bulges start to pass into you, your cock's shaft visibly showing the oval bulges passing down it even lower than the tentacle itself goes. Your immense balls, which had already been feeling incredibly full, start to grow heavier and heavier with each of those bulges that drops into them. By the time a good two dozen have been deposited and Maya jerks her tentacle out, you can't take it anymore, and giving a feral cry you thrust forward, forcing your huge knot into her pussy and locking inside her as you start to pump a truly massive load in. You can actually see Maya's skin bulge from beneath her tits with the strength of your spurts before the cum you're filling her with slides down to begin filling her womb, her stomach rounding out. Of course your lower cock has little to restrain it and just begins geysering cum everywhere, spraying all over Maya's four fat tits as well as the floor. And her bed. And the wall. Amidst it you can feel extra pressure in your lower cock as your shaft bulges again, before ovoid green eggs go splotting out along with your cum, dropping to the floor or landing on the bed amidst the pools of thick, creamy white.\n\nBy the time you're done, Maya's belly is barely six inches from the floor, almost pressing your lower cock to the cum-soaked carpet beneath it. The two of you pant heavily, squeezing and stroking each other much more gently with your tentacles as you slowly recover from your minds going blank with the pleasure of the strange, obscene acts you performed on each other. Finally, though, you can feel your cocks starting to go limp, the swelling in your knots decreasing, and you pull yourself free of Maya, shaft sliding out of her along with a veritable waterfall of cum. You stagger back and wind up leaning against the wall, watching her as she slowly straightens up and turns around, her massive cumbelly wobbling beneath her quad tits, her nipples still swollen and very, very slightly gaped from your tentacles having pulled out of them.\n\n"What... happened? What did we just do?" Maya asks, in a tone more confused than anything.\n\n"I dunno, I... it was like I had to, I was doing it before I... m'sorry, Maya," you say, because you do feel... well you feel like you should feel bad, but you don't, which is weird.\n\n"No, it's fine. ... I mean, it is fine, that's totally weird," Maya murmurs, cupping her chin. "Like seriously, I'm not bothered at all... in fact thinking about it I'm sort of just looking forward to it happening again."\n\nYou let out a rush of relieved breath. "Y-yeah, that must be part of the change."\n\n"That must really have been a magic spell, and it turned us into... this." She gestures to her naked body with all four hands. "Some kind of weird... rape-demons or something."\n\n"How do we change back? ... Wait, didn't the book say 'to change people'? Do you think it meant just us, or?"\n\nYou both fall quiet, considering the implications. You become a bit lost in your own thoughts (admittedly a lot of which have to do with rather more forceful and depraved fantasies than you ever had before), and by the time you tune back in, you realize that all your cum has disappeared from the room, and Maya's belly is once more smooth and flat. (The eggs still seem to be there, albeit now clean where they lay scattered on the bed and floor.) ... Oh, and she has two bellybuttons now, which you didn't notice before. But apparently having firmed herself up to investigating, she picks up the TV remote and turns it on to the news channel. Both of you stare a bit at the sight of a pale blue-skinned, four-breasted woman with long, slender horns coming up from her forehead giving the weather report. While she's wearing a blouse and jacket that have been cut to allow for her quad-boobs, below the waist she's only wearing stockings and heels, the news desk clear to allow you to watch her fucking her own ass and pussy with two tentacles each. Maya clicks the channel a few times, skimming over a few more equally lewd reports staffed by more demonic-looking people doing lewd things, and some TV shows starring same, before settling on a Supernatural rerun. After about ten minutes, you gather that this version of the show is about the Winchester brothers traveling around hunting humans that have invaded the world and raping them, when they're not lewding each other with their cocks and tentacles.\n\n"I wonder if the fangirls would be delighted or outraged?" Maya murmurs before tossing the remote aside. "But yeah, it looks like the entire world has become like this, and everything about our history has been rewritten to, well... be lewd."\n\n"But there are still humans," you posit, watching as Sam stuffs one of his immense, bump-ridged purple cocks down a human girl's throat while using two tentacles pushed into her nipples to start inflating her breasts. The human girl is either a really good actor or this is what they call 'enforced method acting'. "They just... don't normally live here? ... Earth is a planet of sex-demons."\n\n"Who consider rape completely normal and fun," Maya picks up, watching the scene on the television with light interest. "Which we seem to have assimilated along with the changes to our bodies, even though we still have our normal memories of how things used to be."\n\nYou watch the TV for a bit longer, Maya occasionally changing the channels. It seems like female demons most often have four breasts (and arms) and long, thin horns growing from their foreheads, while male demons most often have two cocks and horns growing from the sides of their heads. That doesn't seem to be a hard and fast rule though... you see at least a couple of female demons with two breasts and a cock, or six breasts and more tentacle-nubs in other places, or male demons with just one really huge cock or more than two cocks, and so on. \n\n"This is definitely pretty wild," Maya notes, though you're both taking it far better than you figure most people would at accidentally turning the entire planet's population into a bunch of rapacious obscene-bodied fuck-creatures. "I do feel like maybe we should at least try and reverse this though."\n\n"You think the book has any answers?"\n\nMaya rubs her chin again, before resting her lower hands on her hips and folding her upper arms over her upper tits. "Maybe. Tell you what, you probably ought to head home and let me study it, since I feel like if you stay we're just gonna wind up raping each other one after the other and that's... sort of distracting," she murmurs, her stark white cheeks turning pink.\n\n"Uh, yeah." You can't exactly turn red to show your own blush now, but you nod quickly. "I guess I'll... head home. See you, Maya."\n\n"Later, Jamie."\n\nYou turn and head out of her room and down the stairs, pausing briefly at the front door. You hadn't really realized it, but you were about to walk out into public wearing nothing but a ripped t-shirt and your sneakers, your giant balls in full display with your limp cocks draped down over them, the tips dangling to a level almost halfway down your shins. You, who normally hates to wear shorts because you feel too shy to expose your legs. But, you need to get home, and you're not sure what would cover this anyway, and from what you saw on the TV, at least partial nudity is the norm. So you shrug, open the door, and head out. Actually you're not even sure how you're walking properly with such enormous balls, but you decide you're not going to think about that because if you do you might not be able to. So instead you just head back for your house, glancing around a bit as you do. You notice that things do look a little different... cars seem to be a bit taller, and doorframes wider. Half-naked or entirely naked people (well, demons) do indeed seem to be walking around, doing all the normal day-to-day things... mowing lawns, cleaning cars, raping each other or their housepets, that kind of thing. In fact about halfway home you realize that without even thinking about it you snagged another teenager with your tentacles and started raping her, your cocks pumping into her pussy and ass before you've even really noticed she's there. You're pretty sure that she's a girl from a few streets over who normally never gave you the time of day, but now she's got her purple eyes rolling and her long tongue lolling out and her four tits (even bigger than Maya's) wobbling underneath her as she begs for more. ... Clearly you need to be careful about letting your mind wander, you think in embarrassment as you start to cum, bloating her belly and causing jizz to fountain from her mouth as you fill her, because if you're not paying attention your body will follow its instincts on its own.\n\nLeaving your 'victim' laying in a pool of your cum with her legs spread, body quivering, and one of her arms raising to wave as she says she'll see you at school (her voice thick and garbled by jizz), you continue on home, pausing briefly at the door. ... Do you really want to see what your mom is like in this world? Well, not exactly much choice, so you turn the knob and step inside, calling, "I'm home!"\n\n"Oh, Jamie sweetheart!" your mother calls from the kitchen before bustling out, drying her hands on a towel. Your eyes bug a little... your mother now has very pale purple skin and the horns you're learning to recognize as the sign of a female demon, but unlike the majority she only has one pair of arms and one pair of tits. Her tits are, however, absolutely enormous... they come down to well below her waist, despite still looking firm (albeit heavy). The sweater she's wearing probably uses at least a camping tent's worth of yarn, and her jeans are practically painted on, emphasizing hips and an ass even rounder and more perfectly-shaped than they were before. (Hm, that's not embarrassing to admit now, that's interesting.) A pair of tentacles had extended from under the back of the sweater and into the kitchen, apparently finishing something up, but they retract and disappear beneath it as she walks over. "Did you have fun at Maya's?"\n\n"Ah, yeah," you answer, since... well, you did, even if it was definitely not any sort of fun you expected... ever in your life up until this point.\n\n"That's good, you two are so cute, nerding it up even when you're in the midst of raping one another," your mother says with the easy sort of nostalgia parents have. "Rape many girls on your way home, too?"\n\n"Er... just one." Even with your newly demonic outlook, this conversation is beyond weird, and you kind of really don't want to be having it but here you are.\n\n"Oh really, is that all? You know dear you inherited your ball size from my side of the family, you really should be draining them as often as possible. Here, would you like to rape Mommy?" she asks kindly, reaching below the drape of her immense tits to unbutton her jeans, before smiling and giving her shoulders a shake, her person-sized boobs wobbling back and forth. "Or would you like Mommy to rape your cocks with her tits, hm?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Rape her.|QOLewdWorld]]\n\n[[Titjob.|QOLewdWorld]]\n\n[[Uhhhhh pass.|QOLewdWorld]]

"Fine, what's 'spirit' do, anyway?" you ask with a bit of a huff.\n\n"Spirit-y things, I would assume. Yup, see here, '[[To walk outside of one's body|QOBook6x2]]', '[[To let one's spirit roam free during dreaming hours|QOBook]]', '[[To move, capture, and alter the spirits of others|QOBook]]', and '[[To move outside the flow of time|QOBook]]'."\n\n"How's that last one a 'spirit' ability?"\n\n"Got me." Maya shrugs a little. "Maybe if it works, you can figure it out!" \n\n"Yuh-huh."\n\n"Don't be a spoilsport, what ability do you want?"

Immediately cowed, you nod meekly, lowering your eyes in further signal that you have absolutely no intention of disobeying your captors.\n\n"Good," Gloria coos, leaving your father's side to clamber up onto the bed, her breasts swaying as she moves to your side. You realize she's not entirely naked, but has a little wristband on, and from within it she draws several keys. She uses one to unlock the binder around your ankles, waiting until you've slowly straightened your legs to urge you to sit up. There's a click behind you and a faint loosening of the bonds around your arms, and she gives a few tugs before urging you to slide your hands out. When you again don't act up, she smirks briefly at you before undoing your ballgag, then reaching down and opening the lock of the chastity cage, tugging it here and there before sliding it off of you... and then cupping your freed balls and giving them a gentle rub, and a few light strokes to your shaft, sending a wave of humiliating, unwanted pleasure rushing through you.\n\n"Alright, up," she commands as she slides back off the bed, snapping and pointing to the floor in front of the three of them once she's moved back to your captive' father's side. As you tentatively get to your feet she takes another key out of her wristband, about the same time Mitch is pushing you down to your knees, bringing you face-to-crotch with all three of them... Gloria's somewhat hairy pussy, Mitch's now slightly hard cock, and your father's caged prick. Although as you watch, Gloria unlocks it as well, doing the same removal process and giving him the same light, almost perfunctory rub-and-tug she gave you as if rubbing someone's wrists after letting them out of handcuffs, making you shudder a bit as your dad's cock twitches like yours did.\n\n"Okay, here's your next choice," Gloria says cheerfully. "You get to pick who has you first! Now you can pick my dear sweet hubby, and I guarantee he'll fuck your cute little brains out, hon, good and hard and rough~! But proooobably not much more than giving you that good thorough fucking. Or you can pick your daddy here... I'm sure he'll be gentler with you, probably, but then of course we're gonna demand a good, long performance out of the both of you, so up to you if you wanna fuck your papa. Orrrr you can pick me... at least you'll get to fuck a woman, right?" But her malicious smile says that she's definitely going to be way rougher and meaner than Mitch... a suspicion confirmed as she adds, "I <i>might</i> not leave permanent marks. Or at least, too many."\n\n"So who's it gonna be?" Mitch prompts rather blandly.\n\n<hr>\n[[Mitch.|QODad]]\n\n[[Your dad.|QODad]]\n\n[[Gloria.|QODad]]

"I-is there a way I can be... even girlier for you?" you murmur, blushing as you look down at the stiffness of your prick tenting the cute panties. "I-I mean... if I'm gonna be your girl... um..."\n\n"I did in fact prepare something for that," Will chuckles as he draws back. He sits down on the couch and pulls a box out from under it to hand to you, with you accepting it uncertainly and opening it up... then blinking at the flesh-colored object inside that looks a lot like a pair of high-waisted shorts. "Don't worry, I bought you a really good one. It should be fitted pretty much perfectly for you, and it even matches your skin tone. You'll probably need to head into the bedroom to put it on though."\n\n"Um... okay," you murmur, blushing and heading into the guest room you used last time... though now you see that it's been turned into something more like a dressing room, fitted out with a number of mirrors, freestanding racks of clothes, and even a line of wigs. All of it, of course, about your size and in completely female style. Still blushing, you set the box down on the bed and pull out the odd 'shorts', looking them over, and realizing that between the legs is a very clearly and realistically molded, and even colored, vagina. You stare at it, slowly starting to realize what this thing actually is.\n\nIt takes a little looking over and referencing the included instruction sheet to get entirely how it works. There's an inner sleeve to fit your cock into... apparently this design even allows you to <i>pee</i> like a girl, without taking it off. The sleeve fits snugly over your stiff prick, hugging it tightly enough that you figure it will stay in place even when you're soft, and then presses it flat against your belly as you tug them up into place. After a bit more tugging and smoothing out, you're kind of amazed at just how completely your bulge has disappeared. The material fits snugly, hugging tight against you and coming almost up to your chest, hugging your middle tightly enough to give you a slightly trimmer waist, and shaping your hips, rear, and thighs a bit more towards the feminine too. It stops just above your knees, and the color matching to your skin tone is, as Will said, almost perfect. You can still see the seams a bit, but.\n\nBlushing, you sit down on the bed and slowly spread your legs, taking a look at it. The coloration is surprisingly realistic... even when you reach down your fingers and spread open the smooth latex lips to show some inner pink, it looks pretty real. Well... as far as you can tell. You're betting it wouldn't hold up to more experienced eyes examining it from closer up, but... presumably that won't be an issue. It's definitely kind of amazing to see, and the more you see it the more you admit to getting steadily more excited. But... sort of seems a shame to go right back out. Y'know, with your seams showing.\n\nAfter a few moments looking around, you spot a few elements that should go together. You take down one of the white, flat-cupped bras and spend a few moments figuring out how to get it on properly, blushing at the sight of yourself in it, before pulling on a pair of white cotton panties to go with it. The shift in the curve of your hips and ass hugs them a bit more firmly against you, and you can't help but be surprised (and a little more turned-on) that you actually have a cameltoe wearing them. Over that you put on a plain white blouse and a red checked skirt, then sheath your legs in a pair of white thigh-high stockings. Glancing over the wigs, you select a thick blonde one and settle it into position on your head... Will must have gotten quality stuff just like the 'sheath pants' because after just a bit of adjusting your hair and tugging on the wig it fits perfectly, and seems unlikely to come off. Examining yourself in the mirror, you feel a thrill run through you at the sight of what seems to be a flat-chested but thoroughly authentic Catholic schoolgirl. 'Guess if I just keep the shirt and stockings on it'll hide it,' you think in a bit of a daze, squirming at the sight as you lift the front of your shirt to show off that feminine cleft under the white cotton.\n\n"Oh, well, look what we have here," Will says with a grin as you pad back out in stockinged feet. "A Catholic schoolgirl! And everyone knows what sluts those are, hm?"\n\n"Y-yeah, I guess," you answer with a blush. Is it just your imagination, or has your voice gotten girlier too? Maybe it's some kind of subconscious reaction. But as Will pulls out his cock and gives it a few strokes, you give in to both the temptation and the obvious invitation, walking over and sinking down to your knees in front of him, sliding your mouth over his cockhead and starting to bob your head up and down, your tongue swirling around the tip of it almost worshipfully.\n\n"You must be a slut, didn't even have to say a single word and you're already on your knees sucking my dick," Will says smugly as he strokes a hand over the quality wig, then slides a hand under the thick blonde hair to the back of your head, urging you to take more of him down. "I bet your pussy's all wet for me, hm?"\n\nYou shake your hips a little, shivering at the thought that you do (sort of) have a pussy for him to fuck now, and the realization that he's definitely going to fuck you in it. 'What will it be like?' you think with a low moan of arousal around his prick as you keep bobbing your head up and down. But Will apparently intends to make you earn it... even after you've worked him all the way down your throat, your lips pressing around the root of his cock, he keeps urging you to move, working you up and down it, or urging you back off. Occasionally he tells you outright what he wants you to do, commanding you to lick his balls or suck one of them, to only use your tongue to work his shaft, or to kiss every inch of his prick all over. You spend almost an hour on your knees orally worshiping your brother's cock, with the entire time him telling you what a pretty little slutty girl you are and how much he's going to enjoy fucking your pussy.\n\nEventually, finally, he urges you back, then bends down to bodily pick you up, tossing you over one shoulder and just emphasizing how deeply into the girl's roll you are as you flop helplessly across his back, your hair dangling down... ah, the wig, you almost forgot it was one really. He carries you into the bedroom he normally shares with Katrina, dropping you onto your back on it, then almost casually pushing up your skirt, revealing those snug white cotton panties with their cameltoe. "Oh yeah, that definitely looks good," he murmurs, even as he pulls the crotch of the panties aside to reveal that perfectly-crafted latex pussy between your legs. "Not as nice and wet as the real thing would be, but we can fix that. You've got me good and lubed up for now, though, so..."\n\nHe reaches down and lifts up your thighs, your ass brought up off the bed a bit... and your lower body brought perfectly into frame. You shiver as he rubs his cock against the fake pussylips... you can feel the motion a bit, even through the latex. And then he pulls back and actually starts pushing inside of it, and you can't help but gasp. The combination of the visual, the feel of him rubbing against you, and as he slides further inside he winds up rubbing his cock against yours through the layers of latex. You shudder as he slowly, smoothly pushes balls deep into your fake pussy, grinning at you moaning and wriggling whorishly underneath him. "You're certainly acting like a girl... and this pussy is the perfect blend of 'real thing' and 'masturbation sleeve', little sister," he says teasingly as he starts pumping into the tunnel of your faux-cunt, urging out more girlish moans as his prick stimulates yours. "I'd bet a guy who didn't know could fuck this naughty little pussy and never suspect he's actually fucking a... well, nevermind," he adds with a snicker.\n\nEven amidst the overstimulation of finally getting fucked, and in such a strange and wicked way, you can't really deny the thrill that the thought of fucking men other than Will, maybe even ones that don't know you're a boy, sends through you. You wrap your stocking-sheathed legs around him and start bucking your hips, whimpering a bit as the remainders of shyness and shame start dropping away. "Fuck me, big brother," you moan out, another excited shock running through you at how girly your voice sounds. "Fuck my slutty little pussy, please!" \n\n"Yeah, you like my cock in this cunt, don't you, little sister?" Will coos as he starts pumping faster. No matter how in control he seems, he's probably eager to spill his load in you... or in your tunnel at least... after spending an hour getting head. Still, he remains completely in control, his hands moving to grip your wrists and pin them to the bed above your head, his body leaning over yours as he starts thrusting with more speed, your own stiff prick throbbing in its tight confines as his rubs along it with every pump into your latex pussy. When he finally shoves in hard and you feel an extra heat growing inside you, you shudder and let out a particularly girlish moan as you orgasm... you're not even entirely sure you <i>cum</i>, but you definitely climax in a way that's not quite like anything you've experienced before, your breath going shuddery and whimpery.\n\nOf course after that he flips you over onto all fours, hauls your panties down around your thighs, and pushes his now cum-smeared cock into your ass. And that definitely feels just like it did before, though his hands are, if anything, even more domineering as they squeeze and knead your ass amidst his thrusts, the way he rolls his hips and hauls you back against him making your eyes roll some in your head already. This feels different too... feeling his balls slap against you through the layer of latex that forms your fake pussy, your cock tightly held up against your belly, and finding it ever easier to sink into the idea that you're really a girl and thus his pounding you in the ass as your pretty blonde hair sways around your shoulders and your slutty girly moans fill your ears and your brother tells you what a nice round ass and womanly hips you have as he fucks you and makes you assgasm over and over again.\n\nAfter a night of very thorough fucking of all of your holes, including your new latex one, you awake in the morning feeling muzzy-headed and head into the bathroom to shower. Almost without thinking about it you find yourself fingering your latex pussy under the hot water, soon moaning softly as you give in to imagining you can feel it as thoroughly as you should, right up until Will comes in, hefts you up against the wall, and fucks you in it.\n\nAfterward you head to the other room to get dressed. You settle on a long, ponytailed wig that near perfectly matches your own hair color, and a black thong and sort of sports-type bra... the hugging of the bra actually pushes your chest up just enough to give you the illusion of very slight tits, like you really were just a lightly-endowed girl. Over that you put on a loose purple long-sleeved shirt that hangs off one shoulder a bit, a black pleated skirt, and purple thigh-highs with pink and white sneakers to finish it all off. You take a bit in front of the mirror, just making sure the illusion is fully in place and that nothing's going to come loose, before heading out to eat breakfast with Will.\n\n"I figure today we'll go shopping and hang out a bit," Will says breezily, as if there were absolutely nothing odd about you emerging from the bathroom yet again looking like his little sister instead of his little brother, or that he had spent all of the previous night fucking you. "Then this afternoon maybe hook up with some of my guy friends."\n\n"Ah... yeah?" You squirm a little in your seat at the thought of meeting strangers, especially like this, but at the same time it's kind of excited to think of people looking at you and thinking you're an actual girl. "Um, who'll you tell them I am?"\n\n"My little sister." Will smirks at you. "These guys know I have a sibling named 'Jamie', but I've never actually mentioned whether said sibling was a boy or a girl."\n\nYou blink a few times at that, and some part of you wonders just how long Will has been planning to dominate and feminize you. That's a sort of weird line of thought to go down though, so instead you say, "So, um, we'll just hang out with them?"\n\n"Sure. You'll like 'em, they're... big guys," he adds, eyes twinkling wickedly.\n\n<hr>\n[["... O-oh."|QOBro]]\n\n[["... B-but..."|QOBro]]\n\n[["Um, but what about... girl friends?"|QOBro]]

You flush at the sight of the little pink panties with the ruffle on the waistband, but definitely not enough cloth to cover the... your... entire ass. You squirm a little as you stare at them, a shiver running through you as Will slides his hands over your shoulders.\n\n"Since Katrina will be gone all summer, I figured I'd have you take over as my girl. So, there's a whole wardrobe waiting in the guest room, and tomorrow we'll take you to a stylist, get your hair done, they'll teach you to do your makeup. For the next three months you'll be shown off to all my friends as... well, my side piece," he says with a chuckle, hands sliding down your arms as you tremble gently with desire. He slips them around to start unbuttoning your jeans. "I want them all to see what a pretty, sweet, well-dressed girl I'm fucking. So how does that sound, Jamie? Being my girl?"\n\nRather than letting you answer, he pushes your jeans and underwear down, letting them drop to the floor as he murmurs, "Put them on."\n\nWhatever thoughts are in your head go unspoken as you instead obediently lean forward, stepping out of your shoes and clothes as you pick up the slip of pink cloth. You step into them, pulling them up slowly, shuddering again at the feel of them sliding over your hard cock and hugging up against your balls. Will laughs softly as he pulls your shirt off, then pulls your almost naked body back against him, sliding a hand down your chest and belly. "Do you like them?"\n\n"Yes," you whimper softly, leaning back against him.\n\n"Mmm, any questions, sweetheart?"\n\n<hr>\n[["What else... do you want me to wear?"|QOBro]]\n\n[["But my... chest..."|QOBro]]\n\n[["... I wanna be even girlier for you..."|QOBro2x7]]

Alright, so, if this thing is really real, you'll obviously need someone to test it on. Hm... the only person around is, well, your mom. ... Eh, it should be fine. All you have to do is get her to look at the phone screen while the app is active right? If it doesn't work you can just tell her it's a neat artsy app.\n\nYou head downstairs and into the kitchen, where your mother is in the midst of preparing dinner. She's definitely kept up pretty well... you've more than once been annoyed by your friend Kevin commenting on her hotness, with her pretty brown hair in an over-the-shoulder ponytail, her large chest and... generous hips and rear. She does have a bit of, ah... squish here and there, though of course all that's just an observational thing. It's not like you've ever noticed that she wears pretty snug jeans and shirts.\n\n"Oh, hello dear," she says, setting down the knife she's chopping peppers with and wiping her hands on a towel as she turns towards you. "What is it?"\n\n"Oh, I just downloaded this new app, what do you think?" you ask, lifting the phone and doing a triple-click on the power button as you do.\n\n"Hm?" Your mother blinks as the phone lights up... actually bright enough to send a play of swirling, flowing colors across her face, flickering and reflecting in her eyes. "Oh my, that's actually... very... pretty..." she murmurs, her voice sounding sleepier by the word as her eyes go blank and heavy-lidded. Her shoulders slump gently as well, fingers loosening as her arms hang at her sides.\n\n"Mom?" you ask, blinking, feeling your jaw sag as the silly app downloaded on a whim appears to actually work.\n\n"Yes, Master," she drones in reply, her voice monotone and distant. \n\n'Holy crap.' You stare at her with wide eyes, and almost look at the screen before catching yourself and clicking the power button again. "Ah... Mom, raise your right arm."\n\n"Yes, Master," she replies in that same flat tone, raising her right hand into the air.\n\nWow. Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, it works! There's no way she'd spontaneously know what the app was supposed to do, or play along like this, it has to work! You've got an actual hypnosis app on your phone! ... Oh, and a hypnotized mother, you've also got that.\n\n<hr>\n[["You'll awake on the count of three."|QOSJ1x1]]\n\n[["... Take your pants off."|QONile3x3]]

The words are out of your mouth almost before you've even realized you were thinking them. You're not sure where they even came from... other than maybe the rush of suddenly having absolute power over someone, especially someone that's always been a complete authority over you.\n\nBefore you can think better of it and tell her to ignore that, though, your mother is already obeying, droning out a "Yes, Master" and reaching under the front flap of her apron to undo her jeans, pushing them down, her large ass jutting out behind her as she bends over to slip them over the sleek little slippers she's wearing as houseshoes. Your jaw sags, both that she's actually doing it (pretty conclusively proving the app really does work and she's not just playing along), and at the sight of her seeming bottomlessness once she straightens up. But moving around behind her finds that she really is wearing panties... snug, fairly modest ones, just small enough to be hidden by the apron and the hem of her shirt. Your hands raise, and you hesitate for a moment before reaching out and laying both hands on her round, pantied ass before giving it a squeeze. You jump a little when she makes a faint 'mn' noise... but that's all, and she's largely silent even as you start kneading more confidently, only occasionally making another little 'mn' sound that seems to be some kind of involuntary reflex.\n\nHoly crap, you could... you could really do whatever you wanted! Right now you could...! ... do something that your dad would walk in on, he's due home soon. Damn! Forcing yourself to pull your hands back, you clear your throat. "Okay, Mom, put your pants back on."\n\n"Yes, Master," she murmurs, bending over again to pick up her jeans, angling that big round ass towards you, those panties hugging up against her plump pussy. \n\nGroaning a little and forcing yourself not to cancel the order again, you squirm in place trying to ignore your extremely guilty but extremely convincing hardon. Once your mother is fully dressed again, you spend a moment thinking before you say, "Tonight, after Dad falls asleep, you'll feel compelled to sneak out of bed and come to my room." You can't help but grin a little as you suddenly get a great idea. "You'll remember that I showed you something interesting on my phone but can't recall what it was, so you'll ask me to show you again. Understood?"\n\n"Yes, Master."\n\n"Alright, then on the count of three you'll wake up. One, two, three!"\n\nYour mother blinks, her posture smoothly returning to normal as her eyes clear. "Ah, I'm sorry, honey, I got distracted somehow, what was it you wanted to show me?"\n\n"Nothing, no big," you answer quickly, scurrying off before she can notice you've still got that hardon.\n\nYou spend the rest of the night doing your best to act normal and second guessing yourself and your plan. You clearly come off as nervous and anxious... but your parents are pretty used to that since it's you, and probably chalk it up to nerves from the first day of school. After dinner you nervously lay in bed, resisting the urge to do something about your returned erection as you wonder whether your mother will turn up as ordered. You're just starting to convince yourself that she won't and it's probably for the best if she doesn't when there's a knock at the door, and a moment later it opens and your mother steps in. \n\n"Jamie, dear, I'm sorry to bother you like this, but I think you showed me something on your phone earlier when I was zoned out and I keep trying to remember what it was," she says as she steps up to the side of your bed, wearing a pink tanktop and pajama pants.\n\n"S-sure," you answer, grabbing for your phone which you left on the nightstand (after making sure it was fully charged, just in case). Triple-clicking the power button, you turn the screen towards her. "Was this it?"\n\n"Why yes, I think... it... waaaasssss," she drones as the lights play over her face, eyes once more going glassy and body relaxing as she stares at the swirling colors.\n\nSo you've confirmed that you can give orders to obey for the future or that meet certain conditions, so there's that. Swallowing hard, you sit up and turn to perch on the edge of the bed. "... Undress."\n\n"Yes, Master," your mother drones obediently, instantly pulling her tanktop up and off, large breasts dropping free. They're heavy and definitely have a bit of gravity to them, but they've still got plenty of firmness looks like. You watch in rapt fascination as they wobble around when she pushes the pants down as well... apparently wearing nothing under them, since her closely-trimmed pussy is instantly revealed to you, nestled between her thick thighs. You swallow hard as you stand up and move forward, cupping her breasts and toying with them gently, this time not even invoking so much as an 'mn' since you don't squeeze as hard. You toy with her nipples lightly, licking your lips as you watch them stiffen under your touch.\n\nOkay, you have her completely under your control, and basically the whole night to do something with (as long as you don't wake your dad). What next?\n\n<hr>\n[[Order her onto the bed.|QONile]]\n\n[[Make her slutty.|QOSJ2x1]]\n\n[[Make her obedient.|QOSJ7x1]]\n\n[[Make her pliant.|QOSJ]]

Yeah, who are you kidding? You've been pretty definitively proven wrong on the idea that your brother can't fuck someone into being a cock addict, because here you are scooting down his body, turning a bit to the side as you wrap a hand around his shaft and start stroking it lightly. You only have a fairly general idea of what to do, but it's enough to get started, leaning your head in and starting to lick at his balls, flicking and rolling your tongue around as you feel him hardening in your hand. It tastes good, you think to yourself, suckling at his sack and closing your eyes to concentrate on the taste, the feel of your brother's balls against your lips and tongue, his prick starting to throb in your hand. \n\nThe first indication you have that he's awake is when his hand grips your ass and squeezes, making you moan softly against his balls. Still, it encourages you to move up and drag your tongue up your brother's shaft, flicking it a few times at the head. You mmf a little as Will leans forward and lifts you some, but just enough to move you so that you're laying between his spread legs, and giving you a tug so that you have better access. Then his strong hand strokes and pets your hair as you resume licking at his shaft, giving it soft sucks, gradually turning those into little kisslike sucks as you figure that one out. When you finally slide your mouth over the head, Will's hand firms on your head, and every time you move down he exerts a gentle pressure, helping you press further down on him as you take more and more of his dick into your mouth. You gag some as it presses against your throat, but with Will's guidance you're soon slipping it inside, slipping lower and lower until your lips are around the root of his cock and his balls are against your chin.\n\nYou spend some time deep-throating your brother's cock, listening to him moan and murmur encouragement to you, and falling further in love with the feel of his big fat cock sliding over your tongue and bulging your throat. Finally though he pulls you back, urging you backwards until his cock slides out of your mouth and lightly thumps against your face, leaving you gasping and moaning with your mouth open as his load splatters all over your face and into your bangs. \n\nSeveral minutes after that, the two of you are in the shower... with you leaning against the wall, moaning and gasping and begging for more as he fucks you under the hot spray of water. After that, thw two of you head to the kitchen for breakfast... which winds up with you on your back on the kitchen table, legs V'ed against his chest as he fucks you, his thrusts making the spoons rattle in the cereal bowls. And that winds up being pretty much the entire weekend... like you'd originally worried, you don't do a lot of talking, but that's mostly because every time the two of you calm down, clean up, rest for about an hour, and start to do something normal, it turns into you gulping his cock down your throat, or being bent over and having it shoved into your ass, or you writhing on the bed as he sucks your nipples and fingers your hole.\n\nThe day comes when you're due to return home, and the car ride back to your parents' is quiet and somewhere between awkward and sexually-charged. But this time the two of you manage to hold off, and soon you're being wrapped in a tight hug by your mother, then watching her give Will one as well. "So did you boys have fun? What did you do?" she asks cheerfully, apparently not noticing as you start blushing.\n\n"Eh, we mostly hung around the apartment, screwing around," Will answers with a casual grin. The wording almost makes you faint, but all your mother does is lightly smack him on the arm for his (ridiculously mild) profanity. He turns and reaches out to ruffle your hair, though you suck in a soft gasp as he sneaks in a light tug on it. "I'll seeya later, bro, okay?"\n\n"Y-yeah, later," you answer, waving.\n\nYou lay in bed that night, stroking your stiff cock and trying to sort out your thoughts. Now, back home in your own bedroom, you feel weirdly disconnected from the whole weekend. Not only did you have sex for the first time, you had it a <i>lot</i> of times. With a guy. Specifically, your brother. It almost doesn't feel real. And yet there's no denying that you can't quite get off until you find a position where you can start fingering your own ass, moaning softly into the pillow as you imagine instead that it was Will's fat cock.\n\nThe next day you're back to school again, though not for long... Deviville's spring break and summer vacation are barely two months apart. Still, the return to complete normalcy and routine strikes an even deeper disconnect between that weekend's events and 'real' life, and you feel like you're going through it all in a daze. Part of which may be because you find yourself trying not to stare at other guys' crotches or fantasize about them. You still notice girls plenty, but it's like with the guys, your fantasy now takes off and runs wild... maybe because you have a very vivid idea of what sex with them is actually like. You must be showing it, because as the school year starts to draw to a close, your friend Kevin tugs you aside in the hallway one day.\n\n"Hey, man, what's up?" he asks, frowning a little, sandy blonde hair drifting across his forehead, the combination of concerned expression, handsome face, and his proximity making you fight not to bite your lip in arousal. "Is everything alright?"\n\n"Um... whaddya mean?" you prevaricate, glancing away.\n\n"I mean, you've been really out of it lately. Plus it feels like you're kind of avoiding me or something. What is it? Did something happen to you, did I do something, what?"\n\n<hr>\n[[It's nothing!|QOBro2x4]]\n\n[[You'll, uh... "explain" in private.|QOBro]]

"I don't believe that you're some sort of... sex god," you reply, emboldened by your two-light-beers state, even poking your tongue out at him. "I don't think you can really fuck someone so good that they'll... that they'll get like, addicted to your dick! Or something!"\n\nWill quirks an eyebrow, lips pursing slightly. "Oh yeah? It's true, though, I'm telling you. It's just the facts, man, can't deny the facts."\n\n"O-oh yeah?!" you bluster, not even sure where you're going with any of this at this point. "Well... prove it, then!"\n\n"... Hm. Okay," Will answers, reaching over to pluck the beer can out of your hand and setting it aside.\n\nThen he's pulling you, smoothly but firmly, off of the couch and onto the floor, turning you around and then bending you forward until your shoulders are on the floor and your ass is in the air. Your brain's short-circuited and can't really process what's happening, even as he tugs your boxers down around your knees, letting your half-hard cock dangle bare between your thighs. "W-wha?" you stammer dumbly, not quite sure what's going on, just hearing the sound of something being uncapped and a bit of a wet, squelching noise. Then your eyes widen at the feel of something slick, hot, and hard pressing up against your asshole... before they sink closed with a moan as your brother's cock starts sliding into your ass.\n\nYour hands press to the floor on either side of your head, your body shuddering as Will's dick slips deeper and deeper into your ass. You've never even considered sex with a guy before, and yet it feels amazingly good, spreading you wide open, throbbing faintly inside you. And the deeper he pushes into you, the harder your own cock gets, until it's soon throbbing as well as it juts below your belly, a drop of pre forming at the end. You gasp out loudly as Will starts a slow stroking of his hips, now pulling his cock back a little before thrusting it gently in deeper, gradually lengthening the thrusts until finally he's buried in you, fucking you, his balls lightly slapping against yours as his strong hands grip your hips. "F-fuuuuck," you groan out, shuddering. "You're... you're really... you're really big," you gasp, which probably shouldn't be the proper response to getting bent over and fucked in the ass by your own brother, but it's certainly all you can think of at the moment.\n\n"Mmm, and you're really nice and tight," Will coos in reply, his hips moving in a slight roll as he thrusts, making his cock move and shift inside you and his balls thump against you a bit more firmly. He runs his hands up your sides and over your back, making you twitch and shiver at the extra stimulation, your cock bouncing beneath you with the motion of your thrusts and sending little sparkling streamers of pre flitting through the air. His hands slide back to your hips, firming up and tugging you back against his thrusts lightly, making you gasp out with every thump of his hips against your ass seating his cock a little more deeply inside you. "How's that, huh? My cock's so good it can turn a straight boy gay, how about that?"\n\nYou want to deny him, you really want to say that you are straight, that this is wrong, that you can't believe he'd do something like this. The problem is that your cock is <i>achingly</i> hard from feeling his big fat prick pumping into your ass, and his strong hands feel so good gripping you and urging you to fuck back against him, and the longer he fucks you the more you want him to cum in you. You can't say anything back anyway, as you're far too busy moaning and gasping, your body shivering. And eventually, you cry out, your ass squeezing tightly around him, making him feel even bigger and thicker inside of you, as your cock starts spurting fat splatters of thick white cream all over the floor without ever once having been touched, purely from the feel of your brother's hard dick pounding your ass.\n\nYou breathe hard, shuddering, feeling Will sliding out of you, your ass twitching a little, and a brief but deep sadness coming over you that you no longer have a big, hard dick in your butt. But then Will is pulling you with him as he sits back down on the couch, settling with his legs spread, and then pulling you right back onto him. You moan long and low as he guides you back onto his cock and gives you little tugs to get you into position with your hands on the couch arm and the back of it, feet lightly braced. Though his hands start urging you to move, this time it's you doing a fair bit of the work as you bounce yourself on top of him. Any thoughts of how this is wrong or against your orientation have fled your mind, awash in the simple pleasure of getting fucked by a really nice fat cock. You throw your head back, moaning shamelessly and working your hips eagerly as you ride your brother's dick, your own still-stiff cock bouncing and shaking as your balls slap down against his. His hands alternately roam over your back, your ass, your sides, your chest, fingertips toying with your nipples, hands squeezing your butt, and gripping your hips to urge you to slam down on his prick harder. "Yes, yes, fuck, yes," you gasp out thoughtlessly, riding Will's cock until you're moaning and spurting more long streamers of white jizz through the air to splatter onto the hardwood floor. \n\nYou're barely even aware of the transition from the couch to the bedroom. It's more like one moment you're twitching and moaning, grinding your ass down on top of his lap as your cock dribbles out the last of your second load, and then you're dropping onto your back on the large bed your brother shares with his fiancee. He pushes your legs up and forward, letting them rest over his toned upper arms, the position lifting your ass up off the bed. Then he's pushing into you again, fucking you, fucking you like a <i>girl</i> with your legs spread and looming above you. You moan and gasp out, seeing his very handsome, very male face looming over you as he fucks you, takes you. Because unlike the last position, here you have no power, you can only grip the sheets and let him fuck you however long and hard he wants to fuck you, and it feels so good, you just want him to keep fucking you over and over. Your lips are parted, your every breath coming out as a soft little cry of pleasure as you look up at his smug grin, knowing he's made you love every minute of having his cock in you. As much as anything the thought of how thoroughly he's dominated you makes you cum again, your third load spattering over your own belly, chest, and even your face, though this time Will moans as well, his eyes sinking closed as he presses hard against you, his cock twitching and shuddering in the squeezing sheath of your ass as something warm and thick fills you. Your eyes roll up, your body twitching, as an entirely distinct kind of orgasm from the ones before rushes through you, almost making you white out. You slump limply even as he releases you, barely aware of something cool and wet being repeatedly wiped over your body before you fade from intense orgasm afterglow into sleep.\n\nWhen you wake up, you find you're curled naked against Will's side, your brother sprawled out on his back asleep. His limp cock is also flopped out against his belly... you're guessing from the state of it, yourself, and what you vaguely remember before passing out, he must have cleaned the both of you up a bit before he went to sleep as well. You flush brightly as more and more of what happened last night comes back to you, with ever greater clarity. Your brother... fucked you. He fucked your ass, all night long. ... And you enjoyed it.\n\nClearly, you've got to...\n\n<hr>\n[[Get out of the room.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Get out of the apartment.|QOBro]]\n\n[[Suck that fat cock.|QOBro2x3]]

"I wouldn't mind doing something to cool off, I'm kinda sweating," you half mutter, hoping he'll suggest going to a pool or a movie or at least actually turning on the AC.\n\nInstead, grinning as he does it, Will starts pulling off his shirt. "Alright, if you're overheated, feel free to strip down and get comfortable."\n\n"W-what?" you half-squeak.\n\n"Kat and I go around wearing barely anything all the time. Of course it's usually pretty cold in here when we do, but any negative effects on me are balanced out by the positive ones on her," he adds with a snicker as he undoes his jeans and wiggles them down, before settling comfortably onto the couch, now wearing nothing but a pair of snug grey boxer-briefs. The bulge at the crotch of them is obvious, and a little envy-inducing... he hit the lottery there too?! But he's watching you with a sort of lazy, expectant grin that's somehow also managing to egg you on.\n\nTaking a (perhaps slightly too large) gulp of your beer, you set it aside and pull off your shirt, then, even more reluctantly, wiggle out of your jeans. Soon you, too, are sitting in nothing but your looser boxers, squirming a little at the feel of the couch's material on your bare back and thighs. Hoping that it will help you with your embarrassment, you pick up the can again, taking a sip that's closer to being a gulp like the last one.\n\n"See? There you go, cooler already!" Will says in an encouraging tone, that indicates you haven't become cooler just in temperature. "Slow down though, little brother, don't wanna wind up chugging that thing."\n\nYou do try to be a little more mindful of taking small sips, though Will doesn't seem quite so slow and measured with his own drinking. By the time you start your second light beer, he's on his third can of the microbrew stuff, though the drinking has apparently allowed you both to unwind and start actually talking to each other. Unfortunately for your embarrassment factor, Will soon gets comfortable enough that his own side of the conversation turns to sex.\n\n"I'm telling you, you should totally fuck that Maya girl," he insists, pointing at you with one finger of the hand holding his beer can. "She had it bad for you even before I left home, and now, when she's got even more intense teenage hormones blowing through that hot goth body and those big teenage tits of hers? I bet you could just whip it out and show it to her, and in half a second she'd be on her knees putting a black lipstick kiss around the base of your dick, little dude."\n\nYou flush and squirm uncomfortably... both at the turn the conversation's taken, and that the imagery has you half-hard, a fact which is far too apparent with you in just your underwear for your taste. You gulp at your beer again in lieue of trying to come up with an answer, though at this point Will seems content enough to just keep talking.\n\n"I mean, that's basically how it was with Kat, when we hit it off. Second date, I brought her back here, we chatted, then without a word, off came my pants, and without a word, there she goes, worshiping my nuts with her mouth," he declares proudly. Geez, so this is what he's like with alcohol in him? He's usually much more smooth and charismatic, not... blunt. But apparently that's not the end of it, since he proceeds to set down his beer and hook his thumbs into the briefs, lifting his ass briefly as he peels the boxers down and off, tossing them aside before settling back, spreading his legs slightly to display his bare cock and balls. He's apparently smooth-shaven, your shocked mind wondering if Katrina takes care of that for him, his long, thick shaft jutting out a bit half-hard. You watch in stunned silence as he wraps a hand around it and starts stroking it slowly. "I mean, that's just how it is, little bro, you give a girl a really good fucking on the regular, she practically gets addicted to it. Kat walks around mostly naked because she's ready to be bent over any time I feel like it, she's just trying to encourage me. You could have Maya the same way in no time. I'll give you some pointers, not to tug my own horn," he adds with a snicker, hand twisting lightly as he strokes his now fully-hard cock. "But I can fuck like nobody's business, I'll give you a few pointers, yeah?"\n\n"I don't believe it," you mutter without thinking, shaking your slightly bleary head as you speak.\n\n"Whassat?" Will blinks, looking over at you more intently, continuing to slowly tug on his stiff prick as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "What don't you believe, little bro?"\n\nYou didn't really expect him to hear you... actually, you didn't really expect to say anything. You actually have to take a moment to dig through your intoxication to find what you did mean.\n\n<hr>\n[["I don't believe Maya has the hots for me."|QOBro12x1]]\n\n[["I don't believe Katrina's some sort of cock addict."|QOBro13x1]]\n\n[["I don't believe you're that good at fucking."|QOBro2x2]]

Even as you're stammering incoherently in an attempt at protest, Kevin's resting a hand on your head and pushing you down onto your knees in front of him... which you find yourself doing without any attempt to resist. Instead you continue to stammer near-wordlessly as he undoes his jeans, your words cutting off into silence as he fishes out his half-hard cock... it's nowhere near as big as it was in the dream last night, but it still seems intimidatingly big when it's right in front of your face.\n\n"K-Kevin, I-!" you manage to squeak out.\n\n"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue," he orders you firmly.\n\nYou open your mouth and stick out your tongue. You barely even think about it, you just... obey. Apparently your body's already submitted to him even if your brain hasn't quite caught up to that. Kevin rubs his hardening cock across your tongue, before pushing it between your lips, making you 'mmmf' as he presses it deeper into your mouth, letting you feel it stiffen gradually between your lips.\n\n"It's not that I'm into guys or anything, obviously," he explains in an utterly reasonable tone even as he slowly fucks your mouth, using one hand on your head to guide you towards his light, slow thrusts. "It's more like... since I saw you this morning, you seem so subby I don't think you even count as a guy. So once you get me good and hard I'm gonna fuck you," he continues, sounding pleased to have come to a conclusion. "Yeah... gonna breed that boypussy of yours good and hard."\n\nYou swallow hard, which of course sucks firmly on Kevin's prick. But despite knowing that your sucking him off is just bringing you closer and closer to getting fucked in the ass, you find that you're starting to suck more deliberately, your tongue working over his shaft as it strokes into your mouth. You just... you just have to obey him. He's the real man here and you're... not. Every attempt by your brain to say that the dream last night meant nothing, that this is all crazy and must be another dream, ends with the simple reality that you're on your knees in front of Kevin feeling his cock spread your throat open and slide down it, your own dick feeling hot and sensitive and completely limp in your pants.\n\nKevin looks down at you, smirking lightly, the intense light in his eyes making him look almost possessed. And yet he seems entirely in control of himself as he continues lightly working his hips and urging your head towards him. But eventually he apparently feels you've gotten him hard enough... and he <i>is</i> throbbing and quivering between your lips until he pulls free, leaving a trail of mingled saliva and pre briefly connecting the tip of his prick and your tongue... since he steps back and hauls you up, grabbing at your shirt and hauling it off you, then similarly manhandling your pants and underwear off of you in a few quick motions.\n\nHe smirks at the sight of your limp dick, cupping his hand against it and pressing it practically flat against your crotch, rubbing it and the space between your legs the way he'd rub a girl's pussy, making you moan and writhe in place. "See? Limp little clit," he murmurs in your ear as he presses firmly, making you shiver all over. "Perfect for a submissive and breedable little bitch."\n\n"Kevin," you whimper, but that just prompts him to grab you by the arm and haul you over to the bed, throwing you down on it naked. You squirm on your belly, feeling said limp cock framed between your lightly-spread legs. Kevin doesn't bother undressing, instead just grabbing a bottle of lotion from the bedside table, giving a few quick squirts into his palm and then smearing them all over his stiff prick. He clambers up onto the bed as you sort of reflexively try to crawl away towards the top of it, only to stop as he grabs you by the hair with one hand and uses the other to position himself, and then push his slick, dripping cock into your ass.\n\nYour whole body briefly goes tense at the feeling of being penetrated... then goes as limp as your cock, submission completely taking over you as you slump to the bed, instinctively spreading your legs a bit further to make it easier for him to start thrusting into you. Kevin starts pumping his hips quickly, as much using your asshole to jerk himself off as he is actually fucking you. Every motion is smooth, unhesitating, dominant as he pounds your ass-turned-boypussy, his fingers clenching in your hair. His other hand delivers a firm spank to your ass, making you moan loudly and buck under him. His balls slap against your sensitive, limp prick and your own much smaller balls, every impact driving home that he's bigger, he's stronger, he's dominant, he's fucking you, he's breeding you, because you're a submissive little bitch.\n\nKevin doesn't bother announcing it when he cums, just thrusting deep inside you and moaning loudly, his balls drawing up and dragging across yours as he starts emptying them into your fuckhole. You shudder underneath him, whimpering softly at the unwilling pleasure every throb and spurt of his cock brings inside you... your brain isn't any more attracted to guys than his is, but it apparently understands that you're now men's plaything whether you want to be or not, your boypussy clenching and milking around him despite what your actual sexual preferences are.\n\nAfter a few moments Kevin pulls out of you, his cock dripping and shaking briefly above your stretched, cum-smeared hole. But only for a moment as he flips you over onto your back and hauls your legs forward, pinning you down with your ass raised up and presented to him. He slides right back into it, making you whimper softly as he fills you again. He starts fucking you, if anything, even harder and with more intent, driving you down against the mattress and making the frame squeak and rattle with every thrust.\n\n"Get pregnant," he growls, his fucking turning into a frenzy, his cock slamming into your asshole with an almost furious beat. "Get pregnant, you subby little bitch! Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant!"\n\nKevin continues to chant the demand with practically every thrust as he tries to fuck you into the mattress, shaking your whole body with the strength of his pounding. Your eyes roll in your head and your tongue lolls out, your brain overwhelmed into discarding any thoughts of reality or biology, only knowing that you want him to get you pregnant, you want to be bred, you want to be pregnant because you're a submissive and breedable little bitch and you should be bred and you should be pregnant 'get me pregnant get me pregnant get me pregnant!'\n\nKevin cries out this time as he shoves in harder and deeper than before, emptying his second load as deep inside you as he can. Your limp cock twitches as you have your first ever assgasm, despite its complete lack of hardness spurting your load all over your belly, your legs trembling and your ass quivering as it again milks out Kevin's cum, trying desperately to be a good little breeding sow for him.\n\nAfter a minute of him catching his breath, Kevin pulls out of you. He briefly looks down at his work, then delivers another slap to your ass, but this time almost casual and absentminded one, even though it makes you buck lightly in place, your limp cocklet giving another small spurt into the little puddle on your belly. "I'm gonna go get cleaned up," he declares airily, getting up and wandering out of his room without bothering to put his cock away.\n\nIt takes you a few seconds to process that he's done with you and you've been dismissed. You lay there with your legs in the air and displaying your well-fucked boypussy for several moments before getting unsteadily to your feet, legs rubbery as you wobble over to your clothes and get dressed. After a brief attempt to make your face presentable, you head downstairs and out the door, setting off for home in a daze.\n\n"Hello, dear, have a good day?" your mother chirps cheerfully from the couch where she's folding clothes as you come in.\n\n"Ah... yeah, I guess," you say faintly, your ass giving a slight twitch at the memory of what you've just been doing. You hesitate briefly, then turn and head for the stairs.\n\n"Oh, sweetheart, one more thing," your mother calls as you put your foot on the first step. She waits until you've turned back towards you to smile and add, "I went ahead and replaced all your underwear with nice cute panties. Oh, and I got you some bras, too, to complement them, and some other lingerie for when you want to emphasize what a submissive and breedable little sissy bitch you are." Her tone is completely pleasant and casual as she finishes folding a shirt and sets it aside. "Oh, I wrote you a note to get you out of gym class... as much as I'm sure you'd come to love getting gangbanged in the locker room, you and your friends would wind up <i>terribly</i> late for class eventually, I'm sure."\n\nYou just stare at her, starting to nibble your lower lip as your brain processes this is really happening.\n\n<hr>\n[["... b-but..."|QODJ]]\n\n[["... okay."|QODJ]]\n\n[["....... anything else?"|QODJ]]

Hm. Okay. You click on the 'Men's locker room' option. Maya did say it's just a game, after all.\n\nThe green room around Maya quickly alters, changing into what's obviously a large gym locker room... and specifically in the area around her, the showers. She blinks in surprise at suddenly finding herself standing on tile and with moist, hot air wafting across her bare skin... and widens further at the sight of a bunch of naked men in the showers around her in various stages of soaping up. They look like they run the range from 'bodybuilder' to 'pudgy aging businessman who did twenty minutes on the treadmill'... the only thing they all have in common is their large endowments, heavy limp cocks dripping water or suds depending on what stage they are in their showers. And they quickly notice the new arrival in their midst, turning to stare at the large-breasted, grabbable-hipped, completely naked teenage girl suddenly standing there with them.\n\n"Uh... h-hi," Maya breathes in a flustered tone, staring around as she sees their cocks all start to harden in almost sync.\n\nInstead of greeting her back, the men press in around her, crowding in, already reaching out to start fondling her, squeezing her, teasing her. Maya gasps loudly as the men shamelessly grope her tits and ass, their hand stroking over her thighs and belly. Wet fingers curl into her pussy and start stroking in and out, making her hips twitch and buck, and she lets out a loud moan as soapy fingers push into her asshole, the men shamelessly helping themselves to every part of your childhood friend's body as you watch.\n\nSwallowing, you give in and unzip your jeans, pulling out your cock as you watch Maya squirm and writhe amidst the crowd of men, your friend quickly giving in and reaching out to start stroking two of them's cocks, her fingers working over the long, slick, throbbing pillars of flesh with obvious eagerness. For quite some time they all seem content to grope her big, steadily more wet and soapy tits, and toy with her holes, making her whimper and whine for more, even as fingers are pushed into her mouth for her to tongue and suck on. But eventually she's pushed down to her knees on the shower floor, the men crowding in closer and proffering their jutting pricks around her head.\n\nObeying the unspoken command without hesitation, Maya opens her mouth and leans her head forward, suckling one of the men's cocks into her mouth, eyes rolled up to look at him as she starts sucking and licking, her hands coming up to once again jerk two of the others. After a minute she draws back and turns her head, slipping a different cock into her mouth, moaning lowly around it as this man rests a hand on her head and lightly fucks her face a bit, her hands moving to stroke another dick and fondle a heavy, suds-dripping set of hairy balls. The moment she pulls back that guy releases her, allowing her to turn her head and slide her mouth, and throat, over another cock, your friend apparently having worked herself into a nice slutty lather besides the soapy one and no longer feeling much in the way of a gag reflex.\n\nShe sucks off the fit young men and the plump old men with equal attention and abandon, each time moaning as if their cocks felt and tasted amazing in her mouth, constantly jerking off or fondling two other men even as she sucks one, and the entire time knowing that even if the men are constructs, you're there, watching her eagerly deepthroat cocks in the middle of a locker room shower. Somehow the thought that she knows you must be jerking off to her makes your dick throb even harder in your hand, and you shiver, trying to hold back as you notice the locker room inhabitants getting a bit more urgent in their stroking of themselves.\n\nOne grabs Maya by the ponytail and yanks her head back, making her give a happy little gasp apparently at having her hair yanked. As if she knew what was coming, she opens her mouth and juts her tongue out, letting her head tilt back as the men press even closer, all of them stroking their own cocks now. With low grunts and moans and a few huffs and wheezes, they start spurting their loads all over her face, different men's cum splattering all over her tongue and mingling in a pool in her mouth. Plenty of the thick white cream hits her throat and dribbles down onto her enlarged tits, the jizz mingling with the light coating of water, a little bit of both dripping off one of her stiff nipples. Your own load spurts over your fingers and dribbles down across them as Maya's face is entirely glazed with much bigger ones, her tongue still jutted out to catch as much as she can, her mouth almost entirely full... at least until she closes it and swallows.<<set $MayaMensLocker to true>>\n\nFlushed, you tuck yourself away. Maya looks pretty overwhelmed, sort of like she's only half there, a distant look in her eyes beneath the layer of cum coating her face. Should you bring her out now, you think, or just go back to the loading construct?\n\n<hr>\n[[Log her out.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Go back to the test room.|QODigiMayaTestLoadRepeat]]

"Just... I need to confirm something," you say slowly. "Are you actually, really here to take me away to a magic kingdom that I just bought?"\n\n"Yes, obviously," Kazzel replies, looking a little confused. "And the sooner the better."\n\n"Er, listen, there's been some kind of... miscommunication. I mean, I know I bought it just now, but... but hey, listen, everything else aside, I'm just not ready to go," you protest, trying to deal with this as neutrally as possible, hedging your bets on it all being some sort of setup or... well. "I mean, I haven't even told my parents, I didn't realize this was gonna be a 'we have to leave now' sort of thing!"\n\n"But-!" Kazzel starts to cut in, only to give a small hop and whip around as your father's car pulls into the driveway. "I really do <i>detest</i> those things," she murmurs under her breath, apparently both sincerely startled and sincerely annoyed by the car. Which is... yeah, okay, you're starting to be a believer. Maybe just a little.\n\n"Hey there, son, who's this?" your father asks as he gets out of the car and heads up the walk, giving Kazzel no more of an odd look than he gave some of the people you had over for D&D one time. ... C'mon dad, a fat kid in a Sith cloak and this are totally not on the same level.\n\n"I'm..." Kazzel glances at him, then you, then sighs heavily, her shoulders slumping. "Going to have to spend the night on this side, apparently, since I seriously doubt we'll get through explanations in the next four minutes."\n\n"Explanations?" Your father frowns a little as he looks between you and her.\n\n"Ah... yeah, we probably ought to go inside," you say with a sigh.\n\n"Jamie, how could you?! What were you thinking?!"\n\nYou wince a little as your mother blurts that out once you've finished the whole explanation. Rubbing your hands across the tops of your thighs, you shrug. "I mean... I don't think I really thought anything, I just sort of... grabbed her and pulled her out of the way before I knew it."\n\n"You did the right thing, son, your mother's just a little frightened is all," your father says placidly.\n\n"I mean... yes, that's true, I'm actually very proud of you," your mother says a bit more quietly, despite still wringing her hands. "Just... you could have been killed!"\n\n"But more to the point, we now have this issue of you buying a kingdom. A... magic kingdom in another dimension," your father says in a dubious tone, looking over at Kazzel, who's sitting in one of the other chairs, hands resting primly in her lap and her hood lowered. "Now, you'll excuse us for doubting you, young lady, but do you have any sort of proof you are who you say you are?"\n\n"I understand... magic isn't very common over here, to my understanding. Unfortunately I'm also not terribly attuned to this world's energy so a lot of my better and flashier spells aren't currently available." She frowns thoughtfully, then brightens. "I could turn someone into a newt, I suppose!"\n\n"... A newt?" you say, looking at her suspiciously yourself.\n\n"You'd get better! ... Why's everyone looking at me like that, what did I say?" she asks, glancing back and forth between all of you.\n\n"Um. I hate to say it, but I think there's one way to at least prove something," you say, standing up and walking over to Kazzel's chair. "Ah... s-sorry about this."\n\n"Hm?" Kazzel blinks, tilting her head away a bit as you raise your hand... then giving a little squeak as you gently press your fingertips around the point of her ear and give a light but still solid tug. "Guhwhahaaaa!" she squeals in obvious surprise and a bit of distress... but there's also an undercurrent of <i>something else</i> that makes your eyes go wide and your cheeks heat. "Y-Your Majesty, please, I want you to touch them gently!" she complains, before her eyes widen briefly, then look off to the side as she murmurs, "That... didn't come out right."\n\n"Jamie how <i>could</i> you," your mother hisses, righteous fury blazing in your eyes.\n\n"I didn't know!" you yelp in protest, flinging your hands up and backing away. ... Of course you've seen anime. Maybe you did know. Maybe you're a secret bastard. Dammit.\n\n"Ahem." Your father clears his throat pointedly, drawing eyes back to him. "Now... all that proves is that her pointed ears are actually hers, there are surgeries that can cause those. But... I suppose it does give some amount of evidence that this is no simple scam. If you could provide even a little more evidence, I think we could believe you."\n\n"Oh. Well. Let me think... hm..." Kazzel frowns thoughtfully as she cups her chin. "There's a very minor spell I know that I should be able to pull off. It lets me know one secret of the person I cast it on."\n\n"That's... a minor spell?" you ask, suddenly feeling a little afraid and drawing back from her slightly.\n\n"It only works once per person, and the secret it tells me is completely random," Kazzel adds, lifting her hands and shrugging. "Most people have hundreds of secrets, a lot of them tiny little things like snagging an extra cake when their spouse isn't looking. The likelihood of getting anything <i>particularly</i> significant is small, but if I get something that I'd have no real way of knowing otherwise, it might prove to you I can do magic."\n\n"Hm. Alright, I'll volunteer," your mother says, turning towards her a bit.\n\nWow, you're pretty shocked she didn't take the opportunity to learn one of your random secrets, thanks Mom. Kazzel scoots around in her chair to face towards your mother a bit more, narrowing her eyes in concentration and murmuring something under her breath. After a moment her face goes red again, at least as red as when you tugged her ear. "Um. Oh, well, it's..." She brings a hand up to brush a fingertip against her cheek. "Maybe this was a bad idea, let's try something else!"\n\n"Now now, I'm sure it's fine, I don't really have any secrets worth fussing over," your mother insists with a smile. "Just say it."\n\n"... it's swirled purple and pink and it's sparkly and it's shaped like a do-"\n\n"SHE CAN DO MAGIC!" your mother shouts, bolting to her feet. "Discussion over! Time for dinner, everyone to the table now!"\n\nYeah you're just going to edit that bit out of your brain and never ever think about it ever again.\n\nIt's a little surreal sitting down to dinner like always with a girl dressed in dungeonpunk style, who's lifting up a fried chicken leg and turning it back and forth. "This is <i>fascinating</i>! I think I've heard of something from a neighboring kingdom but I've never actually seen it done myself." She lowers it and takes a bite... and the little muffled squeal she gives along with the sparkling in her eyes is a sight to behold. "Mmmmnfnmmmm!"\n\n"I'm glad you like it," your mother says, still obviously a bit prim over nothing at all happening earlier, but smiling some all the same.\n\n"So you're saying you actually want our sixteen-year-old son to come back to your world with you and become the ruler of a nation," your father says, bringing down the mood a tad but still on point.\n\n"Ah, yessir," Kazzel answers, apparently reining in her fried chicken enthusiasm. "The day-to-day operations of government are largely left to various appointed regional functionaries, King Jamie... ah... King James?"\n\n"Jameson," your mother says, obvious pride in her voice, causing you to think 'Please don't encourage this' and also simultaneously try to huddle and preen. \n\n"I suppose that would make him King Jameson the First. But yes, he would primarily be responsible only for major decisions... large changes in the law, settling certain disputes, determining response to external aggression. Things like that."\n\nWhile you're quietly wishing you were dead, your father folds his hands in front of his lower face and leans forward, light glinting off his glasses. "And he can't do that from here?"\n\n"I'm afraid not... the magical nature of Tresea means that King Jameson must go there as soon as possible and draw the Blade of Rule from the Lordly Lake... now that he has been appointed as king, every day he does not accept the mantle, things will only get worse. I'd hoped to have him there and having drawn the sword before dawn, but the portal will only open during the daytime our side... the weather will likely already be turning bad by the time we return to the other side, at this rate, even if it's first thing in the morning. Within weeks there would be horrible rainless lightning storms, gale winds all along the coasts, rampaging wild animals and domesticated ones going feral."\n\nYou swallow hard, but hearing all that makes your decision. "Dad, Mom, c'mon... if it's seriously that bad, I can't just ignore it, can I?"\n\nYour mother looks fretful again, but your father hesitates only briefly before nodding. "No, you're right. I think you have to go, Jamie. But you shouldn't go alone. Your mother and I should probably go with you."\n\n"Buh?" You blink. "But... you've got your lives here!"\n\n"You're only sixteen, we can't just send you off to rule an entire country on your own. You'll need someone there, at least at first, to help guide you and ground you. We can always put our lives on hold for awhile to make sure you get established fine over there, at least until you're eighteen."\n\n"But...!"\n\n"The portal between worlds is stable, as long as you have someone who knows how to manipulate their internal magical energy it's quite easy to cross," Kazzel notes (un)helpfully. "So it would be easy enough to come back and check in on things occasionally. Since His Majesty is now King you are of course both royalty and welcome to come."\n\n"I just... it's weird to think of dragging you two away from your lives," you hedge, somehow finding the only thing more intimidating than going to a magical kingdom alone is having your parents back-seat ruling.\n\n"Perhaps just I could go," your mother suggests. "After all, I doubt your father will die from having to cook most of his own meals and do his own laundry and so on for a few years! That way you could have an adult to guide you without both of us leaving. Oh!" Her face brightens. "Or you could take your brother!"\n\n"Will?" you think, a pit opening up in your stomach.\n\n"Certainly! I'm sure once we explained things he'd be happy to take a few semesters off, and Katrina would likely come with him! They're both so bright, and with your brother's economic knowledge I'm sure he'd be very valuable to your reign!"\n\n"The royal treasury is... sort of bare, it's true," Kazzel admits with a sigh.\n\n"Would that have anything to do with why the kingdom is up for sale?" your father asks, quirking one eyebrow.\n\n"... Yes, but perhaps not in the way you are thinking." The red-eyed girl sighs and shakes her head. "To explain it in short... the prior king was very much not prepared for nor happy with suddenly taking the role. When he was approached by someone with an offer to buy the kingdom, he laid off much of the castle's personal staff and looted all the non-governmental funds possible before his abdication. There is sufficient money for running the country, even if it is on something of a thin margin, but the crown's personal funds are almost nothing."\n\n... Rats, so there's some incentive to take Will. It's not that you hate your brother, it's just that... he overshadows you in every. Single. Way. Possible. It's kind of worse when he's with Katrina... she's not bad, actually she's great and has always been super nice to you, it's just that she's super hot as well as being super nice so it feels vaguely like every second they're together around you it's just emphasizing that he has the amazing, hot, smart, hot fiancee you could never have in a million years.\n\n(Somewhere blocks away, completely unknown to you, Maya sneezes and then feels really annoyed for some reason that is a mystery to her.)\n\nSo yeah on the one hand Will without Katrina might be way less annoying for you... ... on the other, Will <i>without</i> Katrina means there's nothing to really balance him out so maybe it all works out about the same either way you pick. Everyone's looking at you expectantly though so seems like you've gotta pick one of the options you've been offered. Sigh... here it is, the first great decision of King Jameson the First, and it's over who's going to be his <i>chaperone</i> in his new magic kingdom.\n\n<hr>\n[[Your parents.|KingJamie]]\n\n[[Just your mom.|KingJamie]]\n\n[[Will and Katrina.|KingJamie]]\n\n[[Just Will.|KingJamie]]

"That's, I, it's someone else's!" you blurt, your mind having scrambled for one of the most basic trouble avoidance tactics available to someone whose mother found something they shouldn't have. "I, I was holding it for, I mean, they made me hold it for them!"\n\n"Oh really?" your mother says in that 'I could not possibly believe you less' tone, raising an eyebrow as she turns towards you. "And whose is it, then?"\n\nYour brain goes scrambling for options, panic meaning you could spit out virtually any name you know at this point...\n\n<hr>\n[[Kevin!|QODJ5x2]]

Well. Y'know. You're a teenage guy, after all. If you could actually induce a sexy dream... well, hopefully not sexy enough that you have to change the sheets, but still. \n\nAfter just a moment of embarrassed hesitation, you write out 'I want a hot sex dream', and then pause again briefly. You were about to write, well, 'about'... you suppose you could try and see if it really works by making it something specific? After all, again, you're a teenage guy... having sexy dreams is not exactly uncommon. But in the extremely unlikely event this thing really works, well, you guess it delivering the exact dream you asked for would convince you. So, if you added 'about', then...\n\n<hr>\n[[... a sexy demon.|QODJ1x2]]\n\n[[... someone you know.|QODJ]]\n\n[[... a fictional character.|QODJ]]\n\n[[... a celebrity.|QODJ]]\n\n[[... a monster girl.|QODJ]]\n\n[[... something really freaky.|QODJ]]\n\n[[Nah, just leave it as it is.|QODJRandom]]

"Ah? Well, okay," Kevin says after the barest hesitation. You're pretty sure he looked disappointed for a second there, but apparently not disappointed enough to say so.\n\nIt's a familiar enough trip from school to Kevin's house, which is a slightly larger, slightly fancier version of yours essentially... not by a huge amount, Kevin's family isn't "mansion" rich (quite) but it is a tad more opulent. You notice there are no cars in the driveway or at the curb as you approach, and ask, "Everyone out?"\n\n"Yeah, all got stuff to do. Tanya's actually been staying at the university plenty lately," he adds in a wry tone, giving you a sympathetic look as you visibly relax. Kevin's sister is, frankly, terrifying, and hearing that your chances of encountering her are significantly decreased is a relief.\n\nThe two of you head up to his room, which is far more packed with games and only slightly outgrown toys than yours is, or at least it feels that way. You notice a new set of manga on his shelves and head over, politely looking at it without touching, hoping to be invited to check it out. When no invitation is forthcoming, you glance over to see if he has something else in mind. Instead you find Kevin staring at you slightly oddly, an unreadable look on his face.\n\n"Er... everything okay?" you ask.\n\n"Yeah. Yeah, fine, just..." he answers in a vague tone, before trailing off. Then he walks over, more visibly eyeing you up and down.\n\n"What?" you ask nervously, wanting to take a step back but half-trapped against the bookshelf, and also somehow feeling captured by his presence.\n\n"I dunno man, just all day you've had this really... weird air around you," he replies in a suitably weird tone of voice, as if not quite sure what to think.\n\nYou swallow hard. "I, uh... I mean... what do you mean?"\n\n"I dunno. Well, nah, I know," he amends, his eyes turning sharper as he eyes you, his teeth visibly brushing along his lower lip a bit. "I just keep thinking you look really... submissive." His eyes drift downward briefly, then return to your face, now full of intent. "And breedable."\n\n<hr>\n[["Uh, I, uh, er, w-wait, I-"|QODJ5x4]]\n\n[[RUN!|QODJ]]

Hnnnh. It may grate, but at least if you make some show of fealty to Hailbones, he's likely to be satisfied and leave you alone, even if you decide to leave in the future. Besides, he's the only one in the colony with anything actually related to magic in his possession.\n\nYou head out of the tunnels and out through the small visible settlement outside, various other goblins starting and a few even staring as you pass. Not every day that someone evolves, after all, especially into a Magoblin. You stop by one of the places where a couple of regular goblins are stitching and weaving together new loincloths and snag one that will actually fit... neither of them protest, since you're no longer some pesky juvenile who's barely being tolerated instead of eaten. You head up what very roughly passes for a sort of pathway that winds its way a little up the mountain, to where Hailbones lives as one of the few goblins in the colony with something vaguely approaching what other races call "privacy".\n\nThere's a flat area a bit up the mountain that used to be home to what other races would have called an idyllic little glen with trees and grass and probably flowers. But as a side effect of Hailbones's magic... or maybe just his very presence... the trees have grown dark and shriveled and twisted, putting out only a few meager black leaves as if to show that they've succumbed to something worse than death, and the grass is brown and brittle. There's a rather meager dome of a hut that's still bigger than any of the ones down below, its outer surface decorated with scraps of colored cloth, bits and pieces of armor and jewelry, and skulls ranging from fish to animals to humanoid races, including at least one goblin. (Somehow none of the skulls look like they're smiling, despite having that reputation.) There's also a large black iron cauldron out front, currently bubbling and simmering away, but you're guessing from the scent of mingled meats gradually turning to goo it's more likely his food for the next however long rather than some magic potion.\n\nYou step up to the door and after a moment's hesitation, rattle some of the chains of woodland animal skulls draping from the doorway to announce yourself. Almost instantly the door swings open and Hailbones pokes his head through said strings, snarling. "What?"\n\nHailbones looks as if, like you, he used to be tall and lean for a goblin, maybe even moreso than you. But age and inactivity, being able to intimidate the rest of the colony into bringing him his food and trinkets, and innumerable hours stooped over his cauldron and bones and bench have left him stooped, any muscle having faded from his long limbs and leaving them as skinny as a juvenile's, just longer and more bulbous at the joints. His head is almost a rounded-topped (and hairless) wedge at the end of a long neck, and he's regained whatever gut he lost to his evolution with a round, pudgy belly on his otherwise rather scrawny frame. Most of the time when he comes down to the colony proper he covers himself with a beaded poncho that makes him look quite impressive, but right now all he's wearing are a bunch of mismatched bands around his arms and legs and a heavily beaded loincloth, showing off both the innate black markings of his evolution and the red of tattoos.\n\nHe purses his lips as he looks you up and down, immediately seeming displeased, and you fairly quickly realize why. Even though he's a Goblin Shaman, a whole evolution higher than you, his markings aren't anywhere near as elaborate and numerous as yours. Realizing where that would lead if you don't head it off, you quickly clear your throat. "Ah, Great Hailbones, I evolved last night, and of course have immediately come to pledge my loyalty to you as Shaman of the colony."\n\nThat does immediately seem to mollify him, and he settles from the slight tension he was showing before. He's still eyeing you with great dubiousness, but after a moment he grunts and swings back inside, leaving the door open. Taking that as an invitation, you duck inside and into the firelight of the hut's inner place. It's... well, "luxurious" by goblin standards, certainly, since he's assembled what looks like an actual bed of furs an has shelves and some furniture, but mostly what there is is a lot of clutter. Some of it seems magical to you... but a lot of it is probably just things he claimed as loot because he could, status symbols essentially.\n\n"As long as you know your place, boy, there won't be trouble," Hailbones grumbles as he crosses to some of the crude shelves nailed to the wall and piled haphazardly with tattered books and equally tattered scrolls. He immediately plucks down one of the books and turns towards you, holding it out. "Here. Take this and go practice. Don't bother coming back until you can make yourself useful by casting Create Water and Make Fire."\n\n<hr>\n[["Yes, Master."|QOGob2x4]]\n\n[["Oh, Teacher, don't be like that!"|QOGob]]

"I, ah, I better not," you reply sheepishly, adding in a murmur, "I mean it's my first night so..."\n\n"True, true," Dancer chirps breezily. "Well chances are she'll still be on the naughty list by Christmas, or even next year, so there's always that."\n\n"Still, you should seize the day, bro," Dasher teases, snagging one of your antlers and giving it a playful tug-and-yank, your head wobbling and cheeks blazing... partly because you just realized what perfect handlebars your antlers are.\n\nAfter several more stops, on the next one most of the reindeer unhook from the sleigh and sort of disperse out around, stretching or twisting or flumping down to sit and chat with each other. At your curious look, Dancer grins and steps in to undo your harness's ties as well, clearly accidentally-on-purpose pressing her breasts to the side of your head. "This house is an oldtimer secret keeper, Santa usually stops here for a good long while as the last place before we head home."\n\n"To... the North Pole?"\n\n"Where else?" Dasher snickers. At your slightly worried look, he grins and thumps a hand down on your head between your antlers, ruffling your fur. "Awwww, don't worry, you'll like it there!"\n\n"But I-"\n\n"I know it seems weird, but the world's a weird place," Dancer adds in a philosophical tone, twiddling her index fingers around in the air. "Some people are born reindeer, some people find their destiny as a reindeer because they bought magical workout supplement from the local mall."\n\n"Weird ancient magic, bro, you get used to it," Dasher picks up breezily. "Probably some sort of tiny, indecipherable contract. But don't worry, I'm sure once you've put in the work, if you ever decide to retire Santa can make it so you just go right back to your life and pick it up where you left off. At least, that's how I understand the retirement plan works for guys like you," he concludes thoughtfully, scratching the front of his furry throat.\n\nOh. Well. That... makes you feel better. Kind of. At the very least it seems as plausible as everything else that's happened to you. "So... we'll fly back, I guess?" you say slowly.\n\n"Be a looooong trip otherwise," Dancer giggles. "Just try not to think about it. Let yourself react naturally and it'll just kinda... happen. Here, have a nosh, you need the energy," she adds, producing a carrot from seemingly nowhere and proffering it. (Well, you assume she was storing it magically, since her actual places she could have a carrot stuffed are limited.) \n\nWithout much other to do, or ask, you do indeed nom on the carrot and... wow, yeah, carrots taste amazing. You'd been craving them more and more anyway the last week but now it's just like, whew, <i><b>carrot</b></i> baby! Eventually Santa emerges and the team sort of clambers up and everyone reharnesses themselves, with you letting Dasher and Dancer do it for you (and giving a little jump as both of them sneak in a light pinch to your bare furry butt). This time, Santa's bellow of "Yoooooooooo<i>oooooooooooo</i>!" sort of trails up and rises to an extremely energetic pitch as he gives the whip a crack, and without even thinking you're running forward and rising up, your feet striking air as if it were nothing more than lightly-packed earth, digging in a bit and propelling upward, the rest of the team doing the same.\n\n'Welp,' you think a few moments later as you rise further and further towards a truly dizzying height. But somehow the thin air and the cold still don't bother you, nor does the vast emptiness below. In fact as you level out and set out to run, the original shock of realizing you were flying sort of settles. You gaze around, but since there's not really a lot to do other than just keep running, your brain sort of settles into a pleasant, slightly wondering haze. Apparently the others feel much the same, since the other eight reindeer, usually chatty and laughing for most of the time, have quieted and settled, and there's just the jingling of bells, creak of leather, and snorting huff of breathing from behind you.\n\nYou barely even notice when Santa uses the reins to urge you lower and you begin to descend with the team at your back. You have only brief flashes of the vast expanse of white as you pass through the cloud layer, and a couple of more glimpses of what looks like a large town out of an old Christmas special rushing by before you're hitting the ground, the snow cleared here and old, bright stone set on the ground turning to warm wooden boards as you lead the team into a long building that looks like a weird cross between an airplane hangar, a stable, and a dorm. The areas around you and off to the sides have large stalls that do indeed look like they're from a stable, but also seem to be outfitted like small apartments, with thick quilts laid over larger piles of hay in one part, and shelves and a trunk in other parts. There are also the typical sorts of entertainments one might find in a dorm lobby... a couch and TV, pool table, some desks and tables, even a kitchen area.\n\nA number of what are obviously elves are standing around waiting, all of them beaming happily, their faces colored and even glittering like Christmas ornaments despite being flesh and blood. They're pretty typical elf outfits... sort of. The tops are jackets or tunics in bright colors and designs, some tasteful at least by Christmas standards and others glaringly gaudy enough to win any "ugly Christmas sweater" contest, while the bottoms are mostly very tight tights in a variety of colors, patterns, and glitteryness. Although some of the tights are shorts... or hotpants... or panties of various sizes ranging from "modest bikini cut" to "barely there". None of the elves looks like they're taller than you, though that doesn't seem to have much bearing on their body type otherwise... in fact while it's not at all constant, most of the taller ones are the lean and slightly built, while it's the shorter ones that are well-endowed (either meaning of the word).\n\nSanta hops down from the sleigh and goes down the line, speaking words of encouragement, and patting you affectionately on the head as he passes. "Good job, Rudy! Wonderful to have you aboard, ho~ ho ho~!"\n\nWhile you're still sort of basking in the sensation of being praised by Santa Claus, the elves move in to start unhooking the reindeer, practically disassembling the sleigh, and doing maintenance to all its bits. Which, apparently, includes you. You blink as several of the elves, all giggling and raining gentle compliments on you (which is already enough to have your head spinning and make you blush as brightly as your dick is glowing), lead you off to the side to undo your straps and harness and then begin going over you with thick brushes. You squirm and resist the urge to moan softly as they run the brushes over your velvety fur and even through your hair, but it feels <i>amazing</i>... sort of simultaneously soft and scratchy, like you'd had an all-over itch you didn't know was there and that is being steadily soothed. You blush a little as you realize that the elves display absolutely no limits, two of them using softer, smaller brushes to groom your balls, crotch and sheath even as another is putting your hair into some semblance of of cutely scruffy order after the long flight, even clipping a little mistletoe-shaped barette into your bangs.\n\nThen one of them slips something around the base of your cock behind your balls, and you give a little squeak at the feeling of it snugging into place, gentle but firm. It looks kind of like a thin Christmas wreath, complete with little twinkling lights and its own mistletoe topper. But the moment it's on your cock immediately goes soft and flops, the brightness disappearing and leaving it a flat, almost plastic-y looking red.\n\nAs if that weren't enough to shock you, each of the elves (girls and boys alike) proceeds to peck you very sweetly on the lips and call a cheerful "Goodnight!" before making their way out through the same doorway Santa left by. You just stand there trying to catch up to these recent developments even as two of the burlier elves (actually they're kinda huge, maybe they're like... trolls or something?) haul the doors to the outside closed, sealing off the stable from the snowy North Pole night before they too leave.\n\n"Doing alright there, bro?" Dasher asks cheerfully as he and Dancer walk over again.\n\nYou're about to answer when Dancer leans in and kisses you a bit more firmly on the lips than the elves did, stunning you again. Then Dasher leans in and does the same thing, making you splutter a bit and hop back, blushing, both of them letting out a laugh. You notice that Dasher's also wearing one of the wreaths around the base of his own member, while Dancer seems to be wearing a miniature one snugged around her clit. "W-wha...?"\n\n"Oh, yeah. Usually we don't live here, it's just the week or so before Christmas," Dancer explains, gesturing around to the stable-hangar. "But, y'know, we're all pretty casual about sex, so if they just left us to our own devices all packed in here, fresh off a good run, blood pumping and full of the Christmas spirit-"\n\n"We'd be fucking each other to exhaustion in between every practice run," Dasher picks up with a snicker. "And by Christmas we wouldn't be fit to pull a little red wagon, let alone Santa's sleigh. Thus, the precautionary measures," he concludes, thrusting his hips out a bit and giving them a shake, wobbling his soft cock around (and making the little bells on his cock-wreath jingle).\n\n"The guys can't even get hard, but for us it's practically worse since we technically <i>can</i> play with ourselves or even get penetrated, we just can't cum," Dancer snorts. \n\n"W-wow," you murmur. But now you're getting curious about what comes after, so you ask them specifically that.\n\n"Orgy," Dasher says immediately. "Big fucking orgy. Lasts at least twenty-four hours."\n\nDancer snorts and thumps him on the shoulder before looking back at you. "Well, that's what happens immediately after. Though if you're not up for something so... vigorous... I'm sure you could go just get yourself spoiled by some elves. Or considering that it's your first Christmas with us I'm sure the big man would like to see you. But I'm guessing you mean after-after?"\n\nAt your meek nod, Dancer hmmms and rubs the underside of her muzzle. "I mean prooobably you'll be adopted by one of the couples. Donner and Blitzen are likely, they're the oldest and most mature of us," she notes, tilting her head towards the pair of reindeer that had originally garbed you in your harness and straps. You guess they do look a bit older than the rest... Donner is taller and broader-shouldered, with just a hint of grey around the meeting of fur colors in his muzzle (and a bit of a "beard" under his chin), and Blitzen is probably the softest and biggest-boobed of the eight, though she's almost as tall as her husband and definitely seems fit under her layer of padding. "Of course I wouldn't doubt Prancer and Vixen would take you too," she adds, nodding towards another pair who seem to have settled to a couch and are playing with each other lazily despite the chastity devices. Blitzen has a kind of more roguish look to him, with a faint 'mask' around his eyes and shoulder-length hair that makes him look like the reindeer version of a romance novel cover protagonist, while Vixen has the most sensual body shape with thin waist, round hips, perfect legs, and high pert breasts of the eight.\n\n"Prancer actually stays out until late at night because Vixen would have his cock in her ass every hour he was home otherwise," Dasher murmurs smugly in your ear, snickering as that ramps up your blush further until it can be seen in your ears. "Never seen a reindeer so addicted to anal. So if they take you, I'd expect to spend about half your time with your dick in her butt."\n\nDancer leans down to whisper in your other ear, "Yeah, and the other half with her strapon in yours."\n\nThe mortified squeak you give clearly delights them both, and once they've finished laughing Dancer shrugs. "Or could be some other couple will take you in, or even some single reindeer. Of course, being our 'headlamp', you're also sort of the VIP, and you could probably just stay here in the dorm year round if you wanted to. The elves would probably spoil you rotten."\n\n"Just don't let 'em spoil you <i>pudgy</i>, hm?" Dancer teases, albeit with a hint of serious warning, as he pats you on the tummy.\n\n"Well, whatever it winds up being, I'm sure you'll enjoy life here. You should look forward to it, bro!" Dasher declares.\n\n<hr>\n[[You'll try.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[But...|QOFreya]]\n\n[[...|QOFreya]]

"Yeah... yeah, I think that'd be cool, a good long visit like that," you answer, trying to keep your voice even.\n\n"Alright, dear, text your brother and let him know. I think he wanted to pick you up after dinner tonight if you were up for it!"\n\nWell, you can definitely say you're up for it, since you have to shift a little to keep your hardon from being too obvious in your jeans. You head upstairs to your room and take out your own phone, texting Will 'I'm good for staying with you for the summer, after dinner pickup is okay'. You set it aside and start working on packing, a minute or two later picking it up again as your text tone sounds... and flushing brightly at the image attachment of your brother sitting in his computer chair, legs spread and pants open to show his mostly-limp prick spilled out of it. 'Better save room at dinner since you'll be eating this on the way back.'\n\nIt's all you can do not to just whip your cock out and jerk off then and there, but you focus on packing... may as well save up as much as you can, it's going to be a long summer! You can almost taste and feel the anticipation bubbling up in your throat as you go through the motions of dinner and managing to discuss potential activities for the summer, very few of which you doubt you'll actually get to. When the doorbell rings your cock immediately goes stiff in your pants, and you have to spend a moment with your hand under the table shifting it before you can get up and follow your parents over to it. There's rounds of hugging and goodbyes, and then Will and you are in the car, zipping off towards his apartment.\n\n"Looking forward to this summer, bro?" he asks cheerfully, glancing over with a casual grin.\n\n"Y-yeah," you murmur, squirming in your seat.\n\n"Me too. See?" he adds, reaching over to snag your hand and pull it into his lap, pressing it to his hard bulge under the denim. He continues driving without a care in the world as you give a soft moan and start rubbing and squeezing gently. "Yeah, he's looking forward to spending the summer with you too."\n\nAbout halfway to the apartment, Will pulls the car off onto a little rest area beside the highway and turns it off, switching off all the lights. Then, in an easy, practiced motion, he undoes his fly with one hand and pulls you over and down with the other. You obediently open your mouth and let him guide you onto his cock, gulping it down eagerly, giving it all the tonguing and sucking you've been imagining giving it for the last two months. You shiver in fear and arousal every time there's the sound and flash of other cars zipping by only fifteen feet away or so, oblivious to the fact that in the darkened luxury car a teenage boy is eagerly sucking off his brother and gulping down his load. \n\nOnce Will's finished spending his cum into your mouth, he urges you back into his seat and does himself up, then resumes driving, now with a slightly smug air. There's silence now, but thick with the promise of intense sexual escapades to come, making you quiver in need in your seat. You practically want to jump him and slam your ass onto his cock the moment you're in the elevator, but as you're walking into the building he says, "Oh, I got you something. It's upstairs, on the coffee table, I think you'll enjoy it."\n\nYou blink. A present? Momentarily derailed from your one-track train of thought, you now wonder what he could have gotten you as the elevator rumbles and shudders upward, coming to a stop. As Will slides the gate up, you grab a few of your bags and set them inside, then hurry over to the center area with the couch where you first... well. You stop at the sight of the large slab of a coffee table, and what's on it. Is that...\n\n<hr>\n[[... sex toys?!|QOBro]]\n\n[[... a camera?!|QOBro]]\n\n[[... a pair of panties?!|QOBro2x6]]

"Kazool, cazzyull, ka-.... the first one."\n\n"Yeah, I guess when in doubt pick the first thing on the list, huh? Alright, here we go... it's pretty much just gibberish but I'll give it my best try." She clears her throat, then declares, in a grandiose tone, "Lyciym vilgehk ec dra untan uv dra tyo! Ajanouha femm pyhk mega ed'c cyoehk 'rammu'! Yldiymmo bnupypmo suna uvdah palyica cusa baubma yna nita sudranvilganc fru tuh'd cyo re!"\n\nThe moment she says it, you feel a weird... tingly sensation rush all over your skin, like goosebumps. You squirm a little in place, not sure where that even came from... did Maya discover some weird ASMR trick by reading that spell? Maybe she should make a Youtube video and get a ton of hits...\n\nMaya, for her part, blinks a few times, glancing back and forth. "Hey, did you... feel something just now?"\n\nWait, did she get it too? That's weird... you're torn between admitting you felt something, and just brushing it off, like it might be awkward somehow to admit you got tinglies just from her reading a random-seeming assembly of letters.\n\n<hr>\n[[Admit you felt something.|QOBook19x2]]\n\n[[Brush it off.|QOBook20x1]]

Which of your waifus do you want to spend time with tonight?<<set $comefromday to false>>\n\n*<<if $amooyarejected>><strike>Amooya</strike><<else>><<if not $amooyafucked>>[[Amooya|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckFirst]]<<else>>[[Amooya|FGWLeisAmooyaFuckRepeat]]<<endif>><<endif>>\n*<<if $cogamiwaifu>>[[Cogami|CogamiFuckSelect]]<<endif>>\n*<<if $cecihired>>[[Cecilia|CeciFuckSelect]]<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\nYou changed your mind, you'd rather use the [[amenities|FGWLeisHomeEveningAmenities]] or just [[go to bed|FGWLeisSleepOver]] or [[log out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[day fuckin'|FGWLeisFarmFuckDay]].<<endif>>

Better safe than sorry. Besides, you'd kind of feel bad sitting in a cool house drinking soda when Kevin's probably walking around in the heat. ... Even if this whole thing was his stupid idea. "Ah, no thanks, I should probably get going, lots more chocolate to sell."\n\n"Suit yourself. Oh, hey, before you go, could you actually make sure the media box is working? I plugged an old hard drive into it but I'm not sure I did it right, I'd hate to have you leave just to find out I could have used a little more help," he notes as he takes the soda back into the kitchen.\n\nHm. Okay, fair enough. Looks like the TV's already on, so you find the remote for the media box and turn it on too. Almost instantly the UI pops up, already tuned to the 'local media files' tab. Okay, you'll just pick something from that to see if the audio and everything is working properly (you're guessing he wouldn't have left anything too bad on it since he so casually let you look, he's a proper adult after all). Let's see, top couple of filenames...\n\n<hr>\n[[Internal-Training-Video(Do-Not-Distribute).mp4|QOMarc]]\n\n[[Beeg But Small.mp4|QOMarc]]\n\n[[The_Briefing_480_(Delete).avi|QOMarc]]\n\n[[BeingVeryGood.mp4|QOMarc]]\n\n[[Little Monsters (1989) [1080p Bluray Rip].mp4|QOMarc2x2]]

Sure, nothing wrong with spending some family time! Besides, this way maybe you can head off some of your mom's "soon you'll be off to college and we'll be all alone" stuff (or, alternatively, remove yourself from it for awhile).\n\nLet's see. Well, you could [[spend some time with your mother|QOFam1x1]] specifically. Your dad's got a business trip coming up that sadly coincides with your birthday, but if you tell your mother that you want to spend that day having fun with her, it'd probably make her year.\n\nAlternatively, [[your dad|QODadStart]] also mentioned taking you with him on the business trip and, once he'd finished up his meetings, maybe going camping or something in the area. Hey, at the very least that way he'd probably be able to put your birthday dinner on his expense account, talk about splurging!\n\nAlso there's [[your older brother|QOBro1x1]] who's away at college right now. He's apparently not going anywhere over the break, you could go hang out with him for a not-technically-adult-free but parent-free weekend which could be kind of neat (if a little scary).

<<set $energy -= 1>><<set $ep += 1>><<if not $cogamicomplete>><<set $random to either(1,2,3)>><<endif>><<if $cogamicomplete>><<set $random to either(1,2,3,4)>><<endif>>You decide to wander around the general area, seeing what you can find.\n\n<<if $ep is 1>>You discover the Pucker Plant Patch!<<set $puckplantdiscover to true>><<endif>><<if $ep is 2>>You discover the Mustang Plains!<<set $mustangplainsdiscover to true>><<endif>><<if $ep is 3>>You discover the Jungle Trees!<<set $jungletreesdiscover to true>><<endif>><<if $ep is 4>>You discover the Abandoned Dragon Grotto!<<set $abandondragongrottodiscover to true>><<endif>><<if $ep is 5>>You discover the Dessert Desert!<<set $dessertdesertdiscover to true>><<endif>><<if $ep is 6>>You discover the Bitch Beach!<<set $bitchbeachdiscover to true>><<endif>><<if $ep > 6>>You don't find any new areas while you're wandering around... just spotting a few naked monster girl silhouettes in the distance promising the potential for more.<<endif>><<if $cogamicomplete is false>><<if $random < 3>><br><br>You don't find any items of interest.<<endif>><<if $random is 3 and $cogamicomplete is false>>\n<<set $cogamiparts += 1>>\nYou also find something interesting... <<if $cogamiparts is 1>>an arm. Specifically an arm made of bright pink plastic. Well, some of the bits are white (which is pretty good for having been out in the elements for who-knows-how-long). It has sectioned fingers and obvious ball and socket joints at the wrists and elbows. It kind of reminds you of a Figma action figure, just... actually sized like a person. Shrugging, you tuck it into your inventory, since it seems too valuable to just leave laying around.<<endif>><<if $cogamiparts is 2>>another arm. One that matches the first one you found. ... Well not <i>exactly</i> matches, obviously, that one was a right arm, this is a left arm. But it seems to be a pretty exact match otherwise. Huh. Shrugging again, you tuck it into your inventory along with the first.<<endif>><<if $cogamiparts is 3>>a leg. A right leg. It's mostly white all over, with the same ball-and-socket joints as the arms for the knee and ankle, but its foot is shaped like a bright pink high heel. You're starting to think there might be an entire robot girl out here... how the heck did she get scattered around like this?<<endif>><<if $cogamiparts is 4>>another leg. And yup, it matches the other one you found. You look this one over for any signs of how it came to be separated from its owner, but you don't really see anything. Even the top of it where it would clearly join to the hip is just a smooth ball, with no sign of having been broken off. Maybe it was designed to be removed? Heck, for all you know, robot monster girls just shed them. Well, whatever, into the inventory it goes.<<endif>><<if $cogamiparts is 5>>a torso. Well, there goes the theory the robot girl was fine and just throwing away broken bits or something, you think as you haul the torso out of a bush, blushing a little. It's, uh... it's definitely shapely. The main part of it is made of particularly smooth white plastic. The torso has large breasts and somewhat wide hips, and has a sort of pink 'bikini' on consisting of bands of pink plastic coming around from the back to cover the fronts of its breasts and its crotch. However, the bands are translucent, allowing you to see the faint outlines of shaped nipples and a pussy beneath them. Not that you're too surprised by that at this point. ... Still, even if you had any lewd thought about doing something with it, the coverings seem pretty firmly locked in place, and there's no sign of any button or function to retract them. ... Not that you look <i>too</i> hard. But eventually, you tuck the torso into your inventory with the rest.<<endif>><<if $cogamiparts is 6>>a head. You've got to figure this is the completion of this little story, you muse as you hold it up. The head has a smooth white face with a molded nose and no hint of a mouth, and two lenses for eyes that are currently completely dark and black. The head is surrounded by bright pink... well, you guess you'd have to call it 'helmet hair', wouldn't you? It's straight across the forehead just above the eyes, with two long parts coming down on either side of the face, and a narrowed point in back. The bottom of the neck has a shallow round place on it, presumably to fit into the indentation you noticed on the torso when you found it.\n\nWell, looks like you've found all the parts. ... You assume, you didn't notice any other connection points on the torso for things like a tail or wings or, uh, other stuff. <<set $cogamicomplete to true>><<endif>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $cogamicomplete>><br><br><<if $random is 1>>You don't find any items of interest.<<endif>><<if $random is 2>>You don't find any items of interest.<<endif>><<if $random is 3 and $cogamicomplete>>While you're out wandering around, you stumble upon an oysterberry bush. It's been picked pretty clean, but after a bit of looking you find an intact one.<<set $oberry += 1>><<endif>><<if $random is 4>>You pass by what looks like a busted-up fridge laying on the ground. ... Uh-oh, fridges have been known to cause controversy. Still, you're curious, so you decide to open it up and glance inside. Luckily there's no skeletons or zombies or dead girlfriends, just a bottle of monster girl milk that's somehow still good.<<set $mgmilk += 1>><<endif>><<endif>>\n\nYou have <<print $energy>> stamina remaining.\n<<set $comefromexplore to true>>\n<hr>\n<<if $energy < 0>><<set energy = 0>><<endif>><<if $energy is 0>>[[You're too tired to head back to the adventure zone.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Finish exploring.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $energy is 0>>[[You're too tired to explore further.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Explore further.|FGWLeisExplore]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $energy is 0>>[[Head home.|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]<<else>>[[Head home.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

"Uh, I could probably use some new clothes too, now that I think about it," you say, clearing your throat.\n\n"Yeah, it wouldn't hurt you to finally buy a bra, for godsakes," Maya scoffs, nonchalantly reaching out and poking the side of one of your tits, making you squeak loudly at the unfamiliar sensation. "I really don't know how you stand it otherwise, with those."\n\n'I oughtta give you a pair like this for that,' you think, puffing out your cheeks just a little. ... Ooo wait could you maybe do that? That... that might be fun. Ahem. But right now you are wanting to try out the whole 'girls outing' thing and you guess you do need some girl clothes for that. You and Keva follow along as Maya heads into one of the stores. "You think they'll have anything that will fit me?" you ask a bit worriedly as you glance down.\n\n"Oh no worries there, ma'am," an employee pipes up, practically popping out of the racks beside you, making you jump (and your boobs wobble some with the motion). "Ladies in Deviville have a much higher average cup size than the national average, yours aren't even particularly notable." She pauses a beat before adding, "They're very nice, though, of course."\n\n"... Of course," you murmur, a bit flatly.\n\n"Don't worry, I know this place, they're great because they've got stuff you can actually try on to check your size, but also they're great at sizing you up from the start," Maya says with a grin. "We'll actually get you two some proper stuff and then shop for other clothes."\n\n"Boyshorts," Keva says flatly.\n\n"Thong," Maya replies cheerfully.\n\n"W-what no!"\n\n"... Might be cute," you add in.\n\n"... Hnnnh," Keva whimpers, squirming and giving you a bit of a puppy dog look, very obviously wanting you to think she'd look cute.\n\nSoon you're in one of the dressing rooms with a couple of bags of fresh clean 'size template' undies... apparently they're made cheaply so you just pay a little bit to the store and you can try them on to check your size and then take them home. After a bit of hesitation about getting completely naked in a store, although considerably less than you might have once had, you strip down and pause to take a look at yourself in the mirror. Yeah, you definitely look like a younger, more slim version of your mom this way... you wonder if you did that subliminally or if it's just that you already kind of looked like her? Either way... yeah, you're pretty hot. Cute. Stuff. Blushing just a little, you open some of the bags, taking out an extremely plain white bra and taking a few moments to figure it out... you think you've got this... yeah, there you go, huup and it's in place! Wow, Maya was right, it actually fits great, it's pretty weird to be wearing one but the size seems just right. You select one of the pairs of panties and step into them next, pulling them up, and like the bra it looks like the employee had you sized up about right, they fit your hips and cling to your ass just about perfectly.\n\nYou turn to look at yourself in the mirror again, then stare. Somehow... somehow it definitely hits harder like this, your beautiful female body now not just naked, but actually wearing lingerie. You put your hands on your waist and turn back and forth, taking a moment to appreciate the whole look of your body, the more feminine accents of even the simple, plain underwear. Admittedly, if you still had your dick, you'd probably be giving yourself a hardon right n-\n\nWait, didn't your mother say something in her text about if you gave yourself your dick back? ... Can you do that without changing all the way?\n\nOn impulse you give it a try, and stare as the front of your panties almost instantly start to bulge out. The simple garments definitely weren't meant to hold the amount of shaft and balls now filling them, the white cloth straining and turning slightly transparent as they do. When you look up in the mirror, the sight of yourself as some fully-equipped sexbomb hits you pretty hard again, and before you can stop it you <i>do</i> start to get hard. Almost immediately the panties snap, flying off and hitting the mirror, leaving you standing there staring as your cock juts out ahead of you, your nipples trying to dig holes in the bra.\n\n"Everything okay in there?" comes the confused call of the female employee.\n\n"Um, fine!" you squeak back, quickly controlling your reaction, forcing your cock to go soft and then disappear again. ... Phew. ... Although you guess that despite learning which size panties you need normally, this first pair is kind of a goner.\n\nOnce you've re-dressed and provided the sizes, Maya, well, Maya kind of takes over the whole thing and goes through a whirlwind of picking out stuff she thinks would look good on both you and Keva, ranging from the everyday and ordinary to some stuff you frankly can't believe she's holding without blushing a little. In fact you're pretty sure she's getting carried away when, after you've left the store, she starts heading towards one that's showcasing some particularly skimpy designs in the window.\n\n"Uh, Maya, what the heck?" Keva demands, reaching out to snag her arm.\n\n"C'moooon, I've always wanted to get a bit more daring, stuff like microskirts," Maya chirps happily. "I've just never had you guys along to bolster my confidence by doing it with me! C'mooon, let's give it a shot!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Go a bit slower than that!|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[... Yeah sure let's go Full Slutty.|QOFamInc]]

You have no idea where you'd go, and besides, you're afraid you'd just make her even angrier if you ran away. Sighing, you set the phone down, flopping onto your back. You feel too crappy to do much anyway. What happened? You've never felt like this before when you've used this ability.\n\nEventually, you hear the door ring. Faintly you hear your mother move to answer it, and her voice. "Oh! Baal, isn't it? It's been awhi-"\n\n"Luhdnum," Baal's voice interrupts your mother's, then, "Where's Jamie's room?"\n\n"Up the stairs and on the right, mistress," your mother's voice drones back, sounding flat and emotionless.\n\nYou blink at that, sitting up, and then sliding out of bed at the sound of Baal's boots on the stairs. She opens the door of your room and steps in, just looking at you for a moment with a raised eyebrow, then lifts a hand holding something that catches the light with a red glint.\n\nYou feel another yanking sensation like the one earlier, and suddenly find yourself feeling compressed and tight, and something warm pressing against you... Baal's fingers! You watch your body collapse to the floor, and turn to stare up at Baal's huge, smirking face. You're trapped in some kind of... gem! You can still see, and can even feel her fingers against the surface of the gem, though you're not sure how.\n\n"Silly boy, playing around with spirit spells. You went and loosened your spirit's grasp on your body pretty well, didn't you? And almost caused a bit of an incident with my sister's too, tsk tsk. I'm not going to just let you get away with that, you know. I think I'm going to make you earn your forgiveness."\n\nYou try to demand to know what she means, but, well, you can't exactly talk. Maybe she comprehends somehow, or just assumes, since she continues, "I'm going to take your soul back home with me, and see about putting you to some use. Once I think you've worked off your debt and learned your lesson, I'll put you back in your own body... or maybe even a better one. Until then, I can't exactly just carry you around in my purse, can I? No, I need to make sure you stay... close at hand and don't get lost."\n\nGrinning wickedly, she reaches down with her other hand and hauls up her skirt, revealing black lace panties with a rose design on the front. She brings you down, and you're left staring in shock as she shifts the crotch of those panties aside, baring smooth, pale pussylips that seem of immense size to you. And then you can feel them parting around your smooth outer surface, the heat and wetness starting to enclose you completely as her fingers push the soul gem you're in inside of her. You gradually lose sight of your room as you're pushed entirely inside, darkness enclosing you along with the warmth and slickness, Baal's pussy squeezing lightly around you every so often. You've often wondered what it would be like to be inside of her, but not like this! You can feel shifts and squeezes of the walls around you as Baal begins to move again, and the faint pulse of her body all around you, along with occasional squeezes of her cunt around your surface.\n\nHow long is she going to leave you in her pussy? What is she going to do with you after?! Fear shivers through you even as you find yourself being lulled by the sensual experience of actually being completely inside your boyhood crush's sex. Should you try to escape?\n\n<hr>\n[[Attempt escape.|QOBaal]]\n\n[[Relax.|QOBaal]]

Something about the urgency in her voice gets to you, so you concentrate and push out of Maya's body. Almost the moment you've stepped out of it, you feel a hard yanking sensation and instantly find yourself back in your own body, rather than standing in the hallway beside Maya. You sit up slowly, feeling dizzy and headachey, and a little queasy.\n\nIt's only a few seconds later that your phone rings. You groan a little and pick it up, hitting the answer button. "H-hello?"\n\n"Just stay where you are," Baal's voice answers, her tone flat and yet commanding. "I'll be there in a few minutes." Then she hangs up.\n\nYou bring the phone away from your head and stare at it. That... seemed a little ominous. Maybe it would be a good idea to <i>not</i> be here when she arrives...\n\n<hr>\n[[Run.|QOBaal3x1]]\n\n[[Stay.|QOBaal2x2]]

"Holy crap it's Everbeam," Maya says in an absolutely enchanted tone as she lifts out the head of the costume, giving a soft 'oop' as she realizes that the rest of the body is firmly attached. (You tried a few times, apparently you can't change into stuff with disconnected parts. Hopefully Maya won't decide that's a dealbreaker. ... Or try to use some threadsnippers to disconnect the two, you're reeeeally not sure what that would do to you.) But luckily she doesn't seem bothered, just scooping her other arm under your limp, empty form and scooping all of you out, holding you almost like a baby, or at least a puppy.\n\nYou did your best to recreate what seemed to be Maya's main character, Everbeam the Rave-Panther, in your practice runs. Luckily the magic made it pretty easy as you could just kind of concentrate on how you wanted to look and it would handle actually making it work. So most of you is dark, lustrous black fur, with a day-glo bright purple patch going down the front and inner thighs, mismatched eyes that glow and slowly change color (you're pretty sure you have LEDs in there, it feels like they're LEDs), and iridescent tiger stripes that are similarly a lot of different shimmery colors. (You think Everbeam's dad was an 'Electro-Tiger' or something, frankly you got confused trying to make your way through the surprisingly complex Lore™ of your friend's furry RP characters.)\n\n"Christ this thing's amazing," Maya murmurs as she runs her hands over you, which already feels interesting, like she's stroking your fur but also moving you around as much as she likes. She blushes a little as she tweaks one of the neon blue nipples capping one of the breasts, sending a surprising wave of pleasure through your limp form. "Liiiittle bit of a murrsuit at least. Guess I'll have to wear clothes over it if I actually want to go out in this thing. ... The inside's really soft," she adds thoughtfully as she slides a hand between the flaps of your zipper and strokes your inner layer, the touch much stranger and yet more intimate and pleasurable than her just stroking your outer layer was.\n\nShe clearly hesitates for a few moments, before setting you down and doing what you hoped that soft interior would inspire... stripping naked. Since she left your head pointed right at her, you have a good view of it as she pulls off her little denim shorts and tanktop, baring her body to you completely and shamelessly... well, maybe not entirely shamelessly, she does seem a bit embarrassed that she's getting naked to put on a fursuit. But that doesn't stop her from picking you up again and turning you around, letting you flop back, your head lolled at an angle to have a perfect view of her ass and bare back as she steps into you.\n\nYou can feel her legs sliding down the sheaths of your own hollow legs, smooth skin filling you up, her delicate perfect toes wiggling inside your large paw-feet. She hauls you further up and you slide over her hips and ass, feeling their curves settle inside the slightly more generously-padded ones, and of the soft, bright blue microfiber cloth pussy you gave the suit pressing up against her very pink, very warm, and apparently rather damp flesh and blood one. She slips her arms into yours, finding the sheathes for her fingers inside the pawlike hands that let them curl and function a bit more like, well, hands, enough that she can pull you fully on and mostly closed in front. It takes her a few tries to snag the pulltab of the zipper and pull it up, but as she does you can feel yourself being drawn snug against her smooth belly and the cups of the large breasts you created settling over her own, fitting over them fairly snugly, enough that you can feel her stiff nipples rubbing against the inside of you.\n\nFinally she reaches back and swings the empty head of the suit... your head... over hers, the pulltab getting snagged and clicking into place by the magnet in the head. You've now completely enclosed Maya, your whole being wrapped around her naked body, feeling her inside you, every smooth, sweet curve and delicate bit of her body rubbing against the soft interior you designed to feel good for her. You can even feel it as she shivers a little in apparent delight at how good you feel, her breathing coming out as a warm huff on the interior of your head.\n\n"I can actually see pretty well," she says, her voice echoing around in her head as she turns and makes her way to the mirror. "And it's not nearly as bulky or baggy as I expected one to be," she continues, striking a little pose. You are, after all, at least generally familiar with her actual body shape, and while the outside of suit-you is padded to accentuate her curves and make her hip, butt, and boobs a bit bigger to more accurately reflect Everbeam's proportions, the insides fit quite snugly to her, and you made sure you weren't too thick, other than in the feet since she needs to walk in those. Maya even giggles as she briefly does the 'sad cat dance', holding her paw-covered hands up and bopping back and forth, making the suit's tail sway... and her tits jiggle and wobble around against your inside, and her pussy rub against the 'SPH' some too, among other things. "Mya~!"\n\nYeah this feels... amazing. Not only can you feel Maya like you're stroking her entire body all at once constantly, but you can actually sort of taste her too... her pussy, her nipples, her skin, like you're both fondling her and licking her, and yet she's completely unaware.\n\n<hr>\n[[Stimulate her subtly.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Take control.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Just play it cool.|QOBook]]

"Uh, I gotta pee," you blurt, standing up and hurrying for the door. Kevin gives the barest grunt in response, obviously not caring much at the moment why you're leaving (or that you're leaving).\n\nOnce out in the hallway, you breathe a sigh of relief... then glance down at your hardon. It's incredibly obvious under the loose fabric of your pants, and you quickly cover it with both hands and glance around. The hallway is, of course, dark and deserted, but still, you're nervous about being seen. Deciding to seek refuge in the bathroom, you scurry down the hall towards it.\n\nYou pause briefly as you pass Tanya's room. You notice the light is on, and the door is open just the tiniest crack. There's also a bit of noise coming from it... some very provocative noise. The door is kinda open... maybe just a quick look...\n\n<hr>\n[[Peek.|QOKevPorn3x2]]\n\n[[Don't peek.|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[[Just listen a bit.|QOTanyaStart]]

Unable to help yourself, you slip over, carefully leaning in and pressing your eye to the crack in the door. What you see almost makes you disastrously stumble into the room, but you stop yourself in time, just staring at the sight inside.\n\nYou have a great view of Tanya's bed at this angle, and the fact that she's face down, ass up on it, her perfect, tanned body writhing a little. She's moaning into the pillow, and as close as you are now you can actually hear her gasping, "Oh fuck, oh yes, fuck my ass, Daddy, slam your cock in my naughty ass!"\n\nAnd she's not just doing dirty talk when she says 'Daddy' either. You can easily recognize the muscular form of Kevin's father balanced on his feet behind his daughter, fucking forward and down, his thick cock disappearing between the perfect curves of his buttocks. He delivers a quick smack to her ass with one hand, making her squeal into the pillow.\n\nYour cock gives a throb as you stare at the show. Whatever you may think of this sight, it apparently likes it.\n\n<hr>\n[[Watch and jerk off.|QOKevPorn4x1]]\n\n[[Retreat!|QOKevPorn3x3]]

Deciding you don't quite know how to deal with this, you back away from the door as quietly as possible, and decide to stay out of the way as much as possible for the rest of the night. Retreating down the stairs, you flop out on the couch, ignoring your throbbing cock until it eventually starts to soften.\n\nEventually you fall into a light doze, and wake up to Kevin shaking you and telling you to come upstairs. For a moment you're worried, before he starts gently teasing you about being too shy to watch a porno with other guys. Relieved, you follow him back upstairs, stealing a glance at Tanya's room and seeing that the light's off. Trying to put it out of your head, you lay down on the rolling bed put in Kevin's room for you and go to sleep.\n\nThe next day the two of you are sitting at the breakfast table eating, Kevin nattering cheerfully about possible plans for the day. You almost choke on your cereal when Tanya walks in, wearing a snug white t-shirt and very short denim cutoffs. She glances over the both of you, usual expression in place... bland acknowledgement of the both of you's existence without any strong feelings one way or the other. Except that after a moment she says, "Squirt, I wanna have a talk with your little friend. Get lost."\n\n"Uh, excuse you?" Kevin says with a frown. "How about <i>you</i> get lost, Sprout?"\n\nTanya turns her very green gaze on him, and says flatly, "I know what's in the 'Bardock's Revenge' case."\n\nIt's Kevin's turn to choke a bit on his cereal, coughing and thumping a hand against his chest. He gives you an apologetic glance, then murmurs, "Meetcha in the backyard, dude," before getting lost.\n\nYou quail in place as those emerald eyes turn on you, before Tanya says, "Let's talk in my room." Numbly, you rise and follow her, wondering if she's going to hit you or something. Though even in this state, you can't help but stare a little at her denim-hugged ass as she ascends the stairs in front of you, before you avert your eyes bashfully. She shows you into her room and closes the door, then beckons again. Once you're standing in front of her computer chair, she says, "Have a seat," before giving you a light shove back into it. You squirm, torn between looking up at her and looking away as she looms above you, hands on her hips.\n\n"So. I know you saw last night." Your head snaps around to look at her, and your expression makes her roll her eyes. "Gawd, that just confirms it. You are terrible at keeping stuff to yourself, aren't you?"\n\n"Uh, I mean... I can?" you offer weakly, feeling a little faint.\n\n"Sure you can. And you're gonna." She narrows her eyes at you, then gives a little huff, closing her eyes and tilting her head. "I'd threaten to smack you around some, but it's not like you're not already scared of me. I think it'd work better if you stood to lose something if you ever did tell." She eyes you for a few moments, then grins. "Yeah. Don't worry, kid, this'll work out for the both of us."\n\n"Er-"\n\n"Nah, just shut up. I'll tell you what... my friends at college have the hookup for anything a little school scrub like you could possibly want. You want, I'll be your contact... we'll take you from schlub to stud in the eyes of your little school friends in no time." She seems to consider some more, then rubs her chin. "Or maybe it's the 'stud' rep you want. I know a girl about your age, she'd do just about anything for me. She'd totally date you if I asked."\n\n"D-date me?" you murmur, your cheeks flushing.\n\n"Hon, if I told her, she'd fuck your brains out whenever you asked. Not only that, she'll tell all her little friends what a good job you did fucking her brains out. In a couple weeks you'd be covered in more horny schoolgirls than even a horny schoolboy would know what to do with." While you're trying desperately to process that idea, your head still spinning, you see a slow grin curl her lips. "Hm. Though maybe it's not girls your own age you like, huh?" She leans down, resting her hands on the arms of the chair and moving so that her cotton-clad tits hang down right in your face. "I've seen the way you blush looking at me, you shy little motherfucker. You want some of what you saw last night? Mm, it's not like you're ugly, I wouldn't mind. Too much," she adds in a smug coo.\n\n<hr>\n[[Hookup.|QOKevPorn5x1]]\n\n[[Girlfriend.|QOKevPorn3x4]]\n\n[[Tanya.|QOKevPorn8x1]]

"Um." You're not really sure about this whole thing, but... well, you're not intending to tell anyone anyway, maybe if you just meet this other girl, Tanya will be satisfied and leave you alone. "I... I guess maybe I'd like to... meet that girl my age?"\n\n"Tch, not me?" Tanya mock-pouts, then smirks broadly again. "Nah, I know and you know that I'm way more woman than you could handle." She slips a hand down to squeeze your crotch lightly, making you gasp and jump. "Your head would probably explode if I took my shirt off. It's good for you to stick with girls your own age, especially bein' the shy little fucker you are."\n\nStill not sure whether you've been comforted or insulted, you sit and focus on trying to calm your erection as she straightens up and saunters away a little. "Amber is out of town right now, plus I'll need to track her down and explain everything to her once she gets back. So don't expect to see her until the start of the school year." She turns back to face you and winks, tapping her cheek with one finger. "But trust me. You'll enjoy having her as your girlfriend." Then she points that finger at you. "And I can take her away in an instant if I ever find out you told <i>anyone</i>, including her, about what you saw. Clear?"\n\nOnce you've nodded vigorously, she smirks again. "Good. Glad we understand each other. Now get outta here, go play house with my little brother, suck each other's dicks, whatever it is you two do." Released, you finally scramble out of the chair and out of the room, practically throwing yourself down the stairs and rolling out into the backyard once you hit the ground. It's not quite that dramatic, but it feels like it is. Kevin blinks and turns to look at you as you run up to him, face flushed and breath coming in heaving pants.\n\n"Dude, what the hell did she want?"\n\n"Uh." You shake your head, then mutter, "She... thought one of us took something of hers, so... she was..."\n\nKevin rolls his eyes. "Figures she'd pick on you. What a bitch."\n\nActually, Tanya's fairly nice to you for the rest of the summer, whenever you're over at Kevin's. Well, nice might be stretching it, but 'more pleasant' probably works. And she definitely keeps mentioning, where others can hear, that she's got a younger friend who would be just perfect for you. Still, as summer stretches on and days blur together, you halfway forget about the whole thing. Maybe it was just a dream, and Tanya's occasional mentions are just her teasing you. By the time summer begins to wind down and back to school supplies are bought, you're really not expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen, just a long, mostly dull school year ahead of you, punctuated by occasional bits of fun with the few friends you have.\n\nSo it's absolutely a shock when, as you're walking down the hall on the morning of the first day of school, a senior girl snags you by the shoulder and pulls you around, gently pushing your back against some lockers and leaning on one hand planted beside your head. She looks a lot like Tanya, actually, if a younger, shorter, less endowed version of Tanya. But her hair is almost the same, her eyes are a slightly duller shade of green, and she's got the same perfect tan. She's wearing a snug long-sleeved designer shirt with black sleeves and a white torso, a black pleated skirt, and the blue thigh-highs that are popular with all the, well, popular girls in school.\n\n"You're Jamie, right?" she practically purrs. "I'm Amber." Her shiny pink-painted lips curl in a smile. "Tanya told me I'm your girlfriend now. Hi."\n\nHoly shit! You stare at her, lips opening and closing just a little. You really hadn't believed Tanya, but you supposed that if she did mean what she said, that 'Amber' was probably some kind of homely girl sucking up to her in a desperate bid to be popular. That thought had always kind of been in the back of your mind, but this girl... not only is she two years older than you, she's drop-dead gorgeous, and obviously a member of the preppy clique that even Kevin would probably have difficulty talking to without being laughed off!\n\nShe gives a little snort, though she's still smiling as she brings a hand up and runs perfectly-manicured pink nails along your cheek. "Tanya did say you were a 'shy little motherfucker'. Guess she's right. Still, she also said you were a little cute. And you are. Listen, just relaaax." She giggles and pats your cheek. "I'm not gonna bite. Unless you ask me to. Because I'll do anything you ask me to, baby. Anything to make Tanya happy."\n\nYour brain really tries to comprehend that, and is having difficulty. But you really get the sense you should say something.\n\n<hr>\n[["Prove it."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["You don't have to."|QOKevPorn3x5]]

"Um, listen," you whisper, though she'd only been keeping her voice low. You glance back and forth, worrying someone will overhear. And while some people are giving the very odd couple some strange glances, no one seems to be lingering close enough to actually hear you. "I know Tanya asked you to do this because she wanted me to keep a secret for her... but I swear I was gonna do that anyway! You... you really don't have to be... I mean, hang out with me, if you don't want to."\n\nShe frowns just a little, lowering her hand to poke your shoulder with that finger. "Listen. Tanya told me to be your girlfriend, so until she says otherwise, I'm your girlfriend. I'll be whatever kind of girlfriend you want, I'll even, if you tell me to, get lost. But you're not gonna just whine 'You don't have to' at me and make me feel like you aren't the luckiest little dork alive, got me?"\n\n"Um... got you," you answer with a small sigh.\n\n"Good," she replies, smiling again right before she leans in and kisses you. Your eyes go wide as her lips press against yours, soft and yielding and immediately leaving a sweetish flavor like strawberry bubblegum. She keeps it up until there's a teacher's call of 'Hey, break it up!', then straightens up and giggles, flouncing off with a wave and calling a "Catch you after school, baby!"\n\nYour head swimming, you push off of the lockers, making sure you aren't going to stumble on your slightly rubbery legs. You turn to find that one of several people gawking at you is Kevin. "Dude! Holy sh-" he glances at the still hovering teacher. "-atner, what was that?!"\n\n"Uh. We... met over the summer," you murmur. "Your sister... introduced us. That was... my girlfriend. I mean... I guess," you finish lamely, rubbing the back of your head.\n\n"Your...?! And you weren't gonna tell me you hooked up with one of the hottest seniors in school?!" he yelps, gripping his head with one hand and turning towards where Amber walked away.\n\n"... I didn't think you'd believe me," you say, simply enough, not requiring a lot of thinking to come up with that one.\n\n"... Yeah, okay, you're probably right," he admits, ducking his head briefly. "Man, I probably wouldn't believe it if it was <i>me</i> she was dating." Then he grins and gives you a clap on the shoulder. "I was gonna ask if you wanted to hang after school, but sounds like you've got plans, m'man."\n\n"Uh," is all you can say before the teacher gives an annoyed call of 'Get to class!'\n\nYou're nervous by the time last bell rings, and sure enough you've barely stepped out of the classroom when Amber slips up to your side and slides her arm through one of yours as deftly as an assassin slipping a knife through someone's ribs. "Hey, baby," she chirps, pausing briefly to stick her tongue out at the teacher who gives a shout of 'I need to see daylight between you!' Turning back to look at you, she smiles again. "So, what are we doing? We could go back to my place. My parents are ne~ver home," she adds, leaning in to nip at your ear.\n\nYour knees wobble a little, before you quickly force them to firm up, mostly out of fear of going stumbling and dragging her with you.\n\n<hr>\n[["Okay, your place."|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]\n\n[["Let's do something you think is fun."|QOKevPorn3x6]]

It's not necessarily that you'd characterize your thoughts as 'Chase chase chase chase chase!' because that's really more dog than cheetah, but the sight of that fleeing car just stirs some sort of instinct in you that you can't ignore, and almost before you realize it you've leapt off the sidewalk and barreled after it, leaning forward and pumping your arms, tail streaming out after you.\n\nCars are already getting out of the speeding convertible's path, especially with its owners occasionally laying on the horn or firing a few rounds into the air, so you have a nice clear path to follow, gradually gaining on the black car as it heads towards the edge of town. Your heart is beating so fast it's practically vibrating in your chest, your blood is rushing in your ears, and you've never been happier as you close in on it, arms pumping as you gain on them.\n\nBoth women glance to the side, their mouths obviously falling open in shock under the thin layer of black cloth covering most of their faces, and their bare eyes widening. You're not sure if it's over the sight of a humanoid cheetah, or the fact that he's keeping pace with a car doing ninety. You grin broadly at them, showing a lot of teeth, not trying to be intimidating, you're just honestly that damn thrilled with this.\n\nHm, you've got a decent reach now plus all this agility, with the top down like that you could just [[grab the bags|QOHPT10x1]] full of their ill-gotten gains. On the other hand it looks like they're not wearing their seatbelts, so you could just [[grab the crooks|QOHPT6x9]] instead.

"I guess... dress me sexy," you say after a moment, blushing as you do.\n\nAmber smirks. "Ah, wanna turn on all the girls, huh?"\n\n"Um. Actually... I guess..." You squirm your shoulder around a little, glancing away again. "Actually, I sort of want to turn <i>you</i> on."\n\nThat takes her back a little, green eyes blinking. "What?"\n\n"I mean, I know you offered to and everything, earlier, but I guess if you're gonna say you'll do that sort of stuff... I'd like you to want to," you murmur, gaze on the floor. "So if I'm gonna get new clothes, I'd like them to be ones that you think are sexy."\n\nShe stares at you, and as you sneak a glance at her you'd swear her tongue darts along her lips just a little bit. "Seriously? You'll wear whatever I pick out for you?"\n\n"Uh." You blink yourself. "Yeah, I guess I will, really."\n\nHer expression shifts to a bright grin, though the look in her eyes is a little... well, wicked, you guess you'd say. She immediately grabs your arm and drags you into the store, going on a flurry of grabbing stuff, actually wandering briefly to every part of the store before finally heading for one of the dressing rooms. One of the girls working there makes an aggrieved noise and calls, "You can't take those in the changing room! And you can't take <i>him</i> in the changing room!"\n\n"Stuff it, Kate, just keep a lookout, huh?" Amber snaps back, stepping into the dressing room and sweeping the curtains closed behind her. She dumps the pile of clothing on the bench, then starts looking through it. After a moment, she glances at you. "Well? Strip."\n\n"Wha?" Your eyes widen, but she's got a bit of Tanya's 'Do it' stare down too, and after a moment you relent, pulling off your shirt and tossing it on the other side of the bench. You step out of your shoes and undo your pants, slipping out of them and your socks and adding them to the small pile. You hesitate, standing there in nothing but your plain white underwear, but at another significant glance from Amber you finally give in, pushing those down as well and tossing them with your other clothes. You stand there half-hard and nervous, squirming around and looking nervously for any 'Under video surveillance' signs.\n\n"Yeah, these'll do," Amber chirps, holding up a pair of trendy ripped jeans with built-in belt, and a long-sleeved shirt that's a dark purple, the skull-and-splatterpaint design on the front featuring purples and even a few pinks. "But first," she says, setting those atop the pile... and then holding up a bright purple pair of satin panties. A thong, actually. She grins, stretching the waistband gently a few times between her thumbs. "These."\n\n"W-whoa, whoa," you squeak. "You... you want me to put on panties?"\n\n"You did say you'd dress how I thought was sexy," she says, quirking one eyebrow. "Are you backing out now?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Wear 'em.|QOKevPorn3x8]]\n\n[[No way!|QOKevPornPlaceholder]]

"Well, yeah, I did," you admit, reluctantly taking the panties and eyeing them for a moment, before sighing and slipping into them, pulling them up until the straps are riding high on your slender hips and the back strap slips between your buttocks. You glance down and then in the mirror, seeing the way the fabric stretches and clings against your balls and half-hardon, looking at Amber in embarrassment, face flushing.\n\nDespite looking at her you have almost no warning as she lunges against you, thumping you back against the wall and kissing you hard. Your eyes widen as her tongue delves into your mouth, then slip closed as you moan against her lips. You can feel her breasts pressing against you through her shirt, one of her hands fondling your cock through the satin. As your cock hardens further, she keeps repositioning it, keeping it mostly contained in the panties as they're stretched by your erection. Finally she breaks the kiss just when you're feeling on the edge, stepping back and panting, her own face flushed.\n\n"You look... good," she says, her voice husky. Then she grins and snatches up a pair of black thigh-highs from the pile, tossing them against your chest. "These too. Go on."\n\nBlushing brightly, you sit down on the somewhat clothing-crowded bench and start pulling on one of the stockings. After a moment, Amber makes a mildly annoyed noise and kneels down, brushing your hands away and starts to slide her hands along your leg, smoothing the stocking into place. You bite your lower lip at the feel of her running her hands all over your legs as she starts putting the other one on you as well, your head down close to the bulge in your purple satin panties. But once the stockings are in place she stands and beckons for you to do so as well. You stand and stare a little at the reflection in the mirror, seeing how girlish the thigh-highs make your legs look.\n\n"Fuck that looks good," Amber murmurs, her voice actually shaking a little. You think for a minute she's actually going to leap on you again, then she clears her throat and holds out the jeans. "C'mon. Get dressed."\n\nYou pull on the jeans and then the shirt. The shirt is long enough that it comes down to almost the bottom of your hips and piles a little there, the sleeves bunched a little around your thumbs. You almost protest as Amber slips a black ribbon choker with a silver skull clasp around your neck, but really, is it any more embarrassing than panties? At least now with the clothes on no one will be able to see that you're wearing panties and stockings... unless the shirt was pulled up, then they'd be able to see the panty straps going over your hips above the waistband of the jeans. Amber looks you up and down, then nods. "Yeah... that's perfect. You look great." She eyes your hair and murmurs, "Have to do something with that." But then she grins and snaps off the various tags. "They fit great. Let's head to the checkout."\n\n"This stuff's pretty expensive, though, right?" you protest, since it's about the only protest left to you as you follow after her. "I'm not sure I have enough."\n\n"Don't worry, I'm paying," Amber replies chipperly as she dumps the pile of clothes on the counter and hands her apparent friend Kate the tags, the other blonde girl glancing at the tags as she rings them up, then looking over at you and smiling in a way that makes you squirm. But Amber just smiles, reaching out to cup your chin and leaning in to peck your lips. "I'm buying all your clothes from now on, baby. Just let me take care of you." \n\n"Uh. Okay." You don't really know how else to respond to that, just taking the bags as Kate hands them to you and trying not to blush as the other girl waves as you depart the store.\n\nYou're a few blocks from the mall and about the same distance from home, trying to figure out how you're going to explain your new wardrobe to your parents, when Amber suddenly grabs you and hauls you to the side, into an alley. You yip a bit in surprise, and again when she thumps you back against the wall. Your eyes widen and the bags drop to the ground as she unzip your pants, slips your now thoroughly stiff cock out of your panties, and slings a leg around you. You gasp loudly as you feel a wet pussy sliding down around your cock and sheathing you inside it for the first time, your arms going around her as she settles on top of you, then begins working her hips, her eyes fixed on your face.\n\n"Yeah, you like that? You like my pussy?" she whispers softly, only looking at you, even as you can't help but glance towards the mouth of the alley to see if anyone's approaching. "You like me pulling your panties away to stuff you in my cunt? You like feeling your jeans rubbing against your stockings, huh?"\n\nBetween the feeling of her wet, grasping pussy working over you, the public setting, and her dirty talk, you don't last long, burying your face against her shoulder and whimpering as you cum inside her. You hear her let out a long, low satisfied noise, her pussy squeezing all around you, her body giving a shiver against yours as she leans on you. After a few moments she pulls away, deftly tucking you away again and zipping you up, leaning in to kiss you, your tongue tasting strawberry bubblegum as it flicks across her lips.\n\n"I think I'm gonna be your girlfriend for a long time," Amber purrs softly, moving to nip at your ear before picking up one of the bags. She waits for you to pick the other up, then takes your hand and gives it a squeeze as the two of you resume your walk.\n\n<hr>\n[[Continue.|QOKevPorn3x9]]

People can just deal with it! ... Wow did that thought come out of you? If you're honest, the thought of showing off some kind of appeals. Besides, no one will know it's you! You're like a foot and a half taller and covered in fur, besides the changes to your face! Grinning at the realization of effective anonymity, you take off across the yard, doing a little bit of a scrabble to make a turn as you get to the sidewalk, then take off running.\n\nOh gosh, running feels so good. You're tearing up the concrete (not literally, just figuratively), zipping down the streets as you head deeper into Deviville. You do eventually start passing people, and there's definitely some stares and even a few yelps of surprise at the sight of a red catman running down the sidewalk, but no one really seems to be freaking out <i>that</i> much. Of course you've usually left them in the dust by the time they've really processed what they've seen, so hey. You actually find yourself grinning widely by the time you've hit downtown... maybe not as crazily as the cheetah on the can, though.\n\nYou screech to a sudden halt at the sound of gunfire, blinking as you stare down part of the street towards where a large bank is situated. There's a convertible parked outside, and as you watch a pair of figures wearing all black, including baklavas, hurry out of the front doors. Each is carrying an obviously heavy duffel bag in one hand and a gun in the other, and they both turn and fire back into the bank before tossing the duffels in the back seat of the convertible and scrambling in. From the shape of their chests under their vests and their rears as they jump over the doors, you think they're both women. The one in the driver's seat obviously stomps on the gas, a plume of smoke rising from beneath the back wheel wells before the car screeches off down the street.\n\nYou've just seen a bank robbery! Every bit of you up until now wants to turn around and race back the other way, getting as far as possible from the danger. \n\nA rather more recent part of you is squealing <i><b>OH BOY A CHASE!!!!</b></i>\n\n<hr>\n[[Run away!|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Run after!|QOHPT6x8]]

You take a few deep breaths, forcing yourself to slow down when you realize you're wanting to pant again. This... is probably not a big deal, it can't be permanent, right? They wouldn't allow them to test it on humans if this sort of thing were permanent... right?\n\nIt's not like you feel bad though. Actually, you feel... pretty good. You turn back and forth in front of the mirror, unable to help posing and flexing a little. Other than the weirdness of looking like an animal, you're... kind of hot. Your shoulders have broadened some but you're overall still lean, but obviously still muscular. You've got great legs and a firm, perky butt (even if it is fuzzy and has a tail above it). And the more you stand here, the more you realize you're filled with energy. Like, a really good night's sleep plus a sugar buzz plus a caffeine high plus last day of school energy. \n\nYeah, you'll be fine, you decide, even grinning as you set your hands on your hips. This'll wear off, but until then, why not enjoy it? For the first time since you can remember, you're filled with the urge to be active, do something, get out there-\n\nYou pause. But is that a good idea? Won't people freak out if they see you? Part of your brain is whispering 'who cares?', it's excited, it wants to <i>do stuff</i>. Still maybe it would be better to stay inside until it wears off. But you still wanna <i>do stuff</i>! ... You glance down, unable to help licking your lips a bit in anticipation at the sight of your cock, which had been starting to soften a little with you not paying attention to it, but now twitches back to full hardness. Well, you know one thing you could do if you stayed in your room...\n\nStill, part of you protests, is that how you want to spend your time with this amazing transformation? Literally just jerking off? There are better things to do! Still...\n\n<hr>\n[[Jerk off.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Go for a run.|QOHPT6x5]]\n\n[[Show off to someone.|QOHPT]]

You can feel energy quivering in your muscles, urging you to move around, be active, and most of all run run run! You're practically trembling with excitement as you decide to indulge the urge, your tail lashing in happiness as you hurry back out into the room, not even noticing that you practically teleport over the short distance from your bathroom to your closet. \n\nYou quickly dig out the high-end running shoes you begged your parents for when you briefly thought you might go out for cross-country running, along with a pair of socks. You've pulled the socks on and are about to put on the shoes when you realize you're sort of missing something else. ... Oops. Part of you whispers 'Don't care!' but you quickly drag out a pair of black bike shorts and haul them on. Luckily your cock's softened by now, though it and your balls do make a rather noticeable bulge in the front of the shorts. You wiggle them around so that they're settled under your tail without chafing it, and call it good. You pull on the shoes nice and tie them good and tight, then consider. After a moment you open your window, then leap out of it, doing a light tumble and landing deftly on the balls of your feet. ... Eeeeee! This is the best!\n\nYou glance back and forth. Let's see... if you go one way, you'll come to the interstate soon enough. This time of day it should be pretty empty... you could <i>definitely</i> cut loose and see how fast you can go there! Still, the better sense part of your brain urges caution... the interstate is dangerous! You're better off going the other way and running through town, even if it might freak some people out.\n\n<hr>\n[[Run down the highway.|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Run through town.|QOHPT6x7]]

You do like cherry-flavored stuff, and most cherry sodas are pretty "eh". You weren't alive when this stuff was out originally but you've seen a lot of chatter on the internet about how much everyone loved it when it was out originally. (Which makes it kind of weird that they quit making it, huh? Ah well.) You select the 'Cherry Cheetah' and fill out your address, then send it in. You wait just a moment, considering what to do with yourself now... it seems weird to just go back to fiddling around on the computer. But since you don't see a lot of other options or reason to wait, that's exactly what you do.\n\nAbout an hour later, you hear your mother call, "Jamie! Package for you!"\n\nYou blink. Did you order anything? You're pretty sure you'd remember if you had, since you don't exactly have your own credit card. You get up and head downstairs, looking at the white box on the entryway table. The logo in the corner says 'AppAssure Industries'. ... Wait, did it really mean it when it said delivery in hours?! ... They must be using drones or something. Shrugging, you pick up the box (which is a bit heavier than you'd expect for a six-pack of soda, not to mention being longer. You carry it upstairs to open it, blinking as you see what's inside... namely, another white box. Or rather, some sort of white cooler or container, in the shape of a long, rather thin rectangle. You wiggle it out of the box and clear some room on your desk to set it down, then swing open the top.\n\nYou have to admit, you're pretty impressed by the waft of fog and the distinct cold sensation that comes pouring out. You peek in, and there it is, a single file row of cans, the red color on the sides just visible below the silver circles of the top. You finger one out, resisting the urge to toss it from hand to hand at how cold it is, and swing the lid of the cooler back closed. The can's side has the sort of wacky, wobbly, eye-gouging lettering you'd expect of something targeted at kids from the eighties, with a cartoon cheetah face with a huge 'hyuk-hyuk' grin next to it. No nutritional information, though... well, it is a tester product.\n\nYou reach for the pulltab, then pause. Your mom loves cherry-flavored stuff too... and this stuff was around when she was younger, right? She might actually be more qualified to say whether it tastes 'right' than you, maybe you should offer her the first can.\n\n<hr>\n[[Drink it yourself.|QOHPT6x3]]\n\n[[Offer it to your mom.|QOHPT]]

Probably better not, after all, what if it actually tastes like complete garbage? Besides, you signed up to test these yourself, they might not send you any more (or your pay) if you let anyone else try it. You pop the tab, trying to pay close attention. Yeah, even the smell of it when you open the can is good, that's a nice touch, you think in an overly professional tone as you bring it up to sip.\n\nIt's... cherry soda. You swish it in your mouth... no, hey, there definitely is a little bit of a 'zing'. You're not sure how to qualify it, it's almost like... spicy? Or... sting-y? Not in an unpleasant way but it's a little bit like putting your tongue against a battery. You continue to slowly sip at the can, sitting down in front of the computer to begin typing up your thoughts, and finish draining it in several minutes.\n\nYou're in the midst of trying to figure out how to make the story sound a little more filled-out and clinical in tone when a strange feeling washes over you. At first you think it might be nausea and that you're having a bad reaction to something in the soda, but while you do feel a bit light-headed, it's more like you're suddenly getting hot. Panting, you push back from the desk and stand up, your skin flushing as you start squirming around. In a few moments you can't take it, yanking off your shirt and hurriedly undoing your jeans, shoving them and your underwear down, anything to even momentarily overcome the strange heat suffusing your body. You stagger towards your bed, slumping to lean your hands on it as your muscles begin twitching, your lips pulling back and mouth opening as you feel a strange pressure in your mouth and jaw, that seems to be spreading through the rest of your body and concentrating in certain spots as well.\n\nYour muscles begin to grow, scrawny body turning toned, briefly bulging out before the muscles slender out, taking on a distinctly more feline build. You groan and arch your back, toes sliding along the floor as you try to stretch to alleviate some of the pressure down your spine, which stretches and lengthens as you get taller, as well as starting to sprout a tail from above your ass. Your cock and balls begin to grow where they're dangling down between your legs, your shaft stiffening as it gets longer and thicker. Your flushed skin darkens further, taking on a deep red color all over before it begins to sprout fur. You do your best to muffle a yowl as you feel strange sensations in your face, mostly in your nose and around your eyes, but your tongue is changing shape and texture as well, some of your teeth pushing out further and sharpening. Your fingers tighten in the bedsheets, claws slipping out of the tips of your now fur-covered fingernails and shredding through layers of the cloth, your toe-claws leaving scratches in the floor as they curl as well.\n\nYou writhe and buck in your bent-over position for a few moments more, stiff red cock wobbling beneath your legs as white fur finishes growing over your balls and forming into a ring that comes about half an inch up the base of it. Your tail lashes back and forth a few times, before finally the aching, burning, tingling sensation fades and lets you slump to your knees, panting and trembling, your slender, white-furred chest rising and falling in high-speed breaths.\n\nIt takes a few minutes for you to calm down and stare down at yourself, before you scramble up and head into your bathroom to look in the mirror. You stare... you're a... a cheetah-guy? ... A red cheetah guy. You're covered in fur, white across your face (save for two red streaks across your eyes and down your cheeks), down your neck and chest, and on the insides of your thighs and across your forearms. Otherwise it's bright red, with darker red spots... even your hair is red with spots! You're taller than you were by a fair bit, and with the sort of lean, highly developed runner's build you suppose you'd expect from a humanoid cheetah. Your face is mostly the same, though your nose has changed shape a little to make you look more catlike. Your pointed ears give a twitch and your long tail a lash as you watch, before you look down a little, staring at your jutting, bright red cock. It's... really big. Like over a foot long, at least. It's still human-like in shape (thank goodness, you think you've heard something about cats and spikes), except for what looks like a sheath around the base of it. \n\nThis... seems like a definite side effect!\n\n<hr>\n[[Call for help!|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Just calm down.|QOHPT6x4]]

And she probably would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for that <strike>meddlesome</strike> overachieving brother of yours being brought up! Now that he's been brought into it you can't just roll over and let yourself be the baby! ... This time! "I don't want to dominate your weekend like that, Mom, I'd feel awful making you take up all that time just for us," you bat back. Ha, guilt volleyball, take that!\n\n"I really don't mind, do you mind, dear?" your mother replies with a glance at your father, setting the ball, apparently having forgotten which side of the net he was already on.\n\n"Actually speaking of which, we haven't gone away in awhile, why don't we take a weekend trip to Glass Lake while the boys are having their fun?" your father suggests, spiking the ball right down on your mother's side of the net.\n\nHer cheeks puff out as she almost pouts in annoyance, but with the arguments already made and her favorite weekend trip destination dangled in front of her, apparently that's game set and match. "Oh, well... that sounds lovely," she murmurs in a tone rather at odds with the words. "Just remember, Jamie, if anything happens this weekend your brother is a short drive away."\n\nYeah as if. More determined than ever that you've made the right decision, you head upstairs to text Gideon and let him know the good news.\n\nThe weekend before Halloween rolls around, your parents saying goodbye that Friday morning before heading off after dropping you off at school. You're abuzz through most of the day, the classes mildly perfunctory as everyone's minds are more on the long weekend, and soon you and Gideon are walking along the sidewalk heading towards his place, him snickering as he listens to the tale of you having to be bailed out by your dad on getting the weekend to yourself. You follow along almost on autopilot, until you realize that you're walking through one of those 'rideshare' program parking lots that's not too far from the school. You stop and stare as Gideon makes his way towards an older black SUV. "Uh, what're you doing?"\n\n"I'm getting in my car, what's it look like, dude?" he replies, grinning at you as he takes a set of keys out of his pocket and jingles them.\n\n"Whoa, you actually have one?" Your eyes widen, before you blink. "Wait, why didn't you just park at school then?"\n\n"'Cause you have to have your license to park at school and teeeechnically I haven't taken the test yet." He grins at your somewhat scandalized look. "Oh c'mon it's fine. I'm a safe driver, promise. Even if we do get pulled over the worst that'll happen is the cop'll scold me or something."\n\nYou hesitate a bit more, then shrug and head over to the passenger side. You're in driving classes too, and although you've heard the other students mutter 'granny driver' a few times you've done it enough to know it's not actually rocket science. As the two of you buckle up and Gideon starts the car, he glances over at you and grins. "So, where to?"\n\n"Eh? Aren't we going to your house?" you ask with a blink.\n\n"I mean yeah we <i>can</i>, but no reason we've gotta go straight there. We've got all weekend after all. We could hit the mall and do some shopping, find somewhere fun to hang out... heck actually we don't have to go back to the house at all we could go camping if we wanted."\n\n"Camping? What?"\n\n"Yeah! I've got a bunch of stuff in the back from the last time me and my dad went. I mean it's a little jock-y for us, but it could still be pretty cool, being out in the scaaaary woods on Halloween night!" He laughs at your expression, reaching over to nudge your shoulder. "C'mon, man, it'd be perfectly safe, it's not like monsters'll get us! We don't have to, I just thought it sounded like a fun spontaneous idea."\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to Gideon's house.|QOGid2x1]]\n\n[[Go to the mall.|QOGid]]\n\n[[Go to a hangout spot.|QOGid]]\n\n[[Go camping.|QOGid1x4]]

<div style="border:1px solid #ccc;padding:5px 10px;">Thank you for being a <s>gluttonous fatass</s> interested tester for AppAssure Industries' food and beverage division. We're always looking for new <s>fatty-fatty two-by-fours</s> discriminating palates willing to try our creations. Currently AppAssure Industries is only testing Zoo Juice Soda.\n\nYes, Testing Agent, we know you're excited. Zoo Juice Soda was an extremely popular line in the mid- to late-eighties. Its distinctive "zing" is still remembered by numerous people and the subject of numerous attempts to recreate it. (The Great Blueberry Flood of '98 is rumored to have been caused by one such attempt.) Well lucky for you, AppAssure Industries has secured the rights to the Zoo Juice Soda and is currently trying to recreate that "zing" with all of the Science at our command.\n\nPlease select one of the following flavors to receive a tester six-pack:\n\n[[Lemon-Lime Lion|QOHPT12x1]]\n\n[[Cherry Cheetah|QOHPT6x2]]\n\n[[Wildberry Wolf|QOHPT]]\n\n[[Dragonfruit Devil|QODD1x1]]\n\n[[Citrus Clydesdale|QOHPT]]</div>

"You sure?" Mina prompts.\n\n"Yeah, it's fine, just had a weird thought for a second."\n\nMina looks at you searchingly for a second, the smiles and shrugs and starts the car. "Well then let me take the burden of deciding lunch off of you, and we'll go to Alejandro's!"\n\n'Wonder why I thought of someone named "Will"?' you muse as you settle back after giving in to Mina's urging to pick the radio station. Maybe you had some weird dream you don't really remember where you had a brother instead? ... '<b>Wil</b>helmina', yeah, that must be it. Psh, brains are silly.\n\nSoon the two of you are in one of the fancier pizza places in downtown Deviville, the sort of fancy place that's trying really hard to not look fancy but also assure you that it is fancy. Mina grins at you as she leans forward on her elbows, propping her chin up on her hands. "So, little bro, I was thinking, why don't you come stay with me for awhile on your break? At least until after your birthday."\n\nThat makes you blink. "What, seriously?"\n\n"Sure! Knowing you, if you stay home with Mom and Dad, you'll just wind up deciding to go to Knight of Glory in the middle of the afternoon again," Mina teases gently, making you blush and duck your head. "Which, if that's reeeeally what you want to do I won't stop you, although I maaay have to go behind everyone's back and whip up a surprise for you."\n\n"Aw c'mon Mina," you whine a bit, making a face, to which she just laughs good-naturedly.\n\n"Yeah yeah I know you don't like them, but you wind up having fun anyway. Gotta expand your horizons somehow! So tell you what, I'll make you a deal. You come to my place and stay, y'know, however long you feel like staying, and you can basically be king of the castle. We'll do whatever you want to do and nothing you don't want to do! Orrr you can stay home, pick something mundane to do for your birthday... and I'll feel morally obligated as your big sister to spice it up a bit," she adds, eyes twinkling. "How much and what I do, welllll, that's the fun of the <i>surprise</i>, isn't it?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay with Mina.|QOSis2x3]]\n\n[[Endure her surprise.|QOSis]]

Wha! Wha! What the heck?!\n\nYou stare at what you're holding, which is undeniably a dick rendered in some form of rubber, plastic, whatever it is they use for these sorts of things. It's a sort of vague general pale flesh tone, the sort of color that doesn't quite match anybody, not particularly long or thick (in fact you think maybe about as long and thick as you are yourself in that area, ahem), with a slight but not extensive amount of detail, a pair of molded balls, and a gripper or suction cup or something like that at the base.\n\n"... GYAH!" you shriek, tossing it a bit away from you to land on the bed, where it flops and wobbles a little before settling.\n\nWhat in the world?! They had this sort of thing at that store?! And... and they sold it to <i>you</i>, an obvious teenager?! Wait, why did you buy something like that?! 'Well obviously you bought it to put in your butt,' part of your brain instantly and reasonably offers up, which just makes you go even more red in the face before. What?! No! No, you would never do such a thing! You've never even thought about doing such a thing! You like girls! You don't like... butt stuff! ... Okay theoretically you might like butt stuff, if it was a girl! ... And the girl's butt! Now you're thinking about butts a lot and really beginning to overheat.\n\n"What the heck," you say out loud, groaning a bit as you drag a hand down your face. You glare at the... thing... laying there on your bed. What do you even do with it?\n\n<hr>\n[[Gotta get rid of it, obviously!|QODil1x2]]\n\n[[... well...|QODil]]

You click on the 'Horseman' button. The environment around Maya changes again, becoming what looks like the interior of a barn (luckily one well-lit enough for you to still see everything). Maya blinks a few times as she looks around, turning back and forth, then her eyes widen as she sees what's stepping out of one of the stalls.\n\nThe towering humanoid definitely looks every bit the descriptor of "horseman", with a slightly anthropomorphized equine head, long mane, gleaming midnight-colored fur, a broad-shouldered, toned torso, powerful digitigrade legs ending in hooves... and an abosolutely massive black cock and balls, the head swaying around at his knees as he strides over to the stunned Maya.\n\nWithout a word, he puts a hand on her head and pushes her to her knees, your friend almost completely unresisting as he guides her in and pushes her face up against his balls. Of course it doesn't look like Maya resists even a little for long, only squirming and writhing in place for a moment before visibly starting to lick and kiss that heavy ink-black sack, one of her hands coming up to rest almost worshipfully on the horseman's powerful thigh, the other tucking between her legs and starting to play with herself, fingers working over her soaked, plump pussylips. The horseman lets out a grunting whinny, rocking his hips slowly and lightly to work and rub his balls against Maya's face as his flopping, swaying cock rubs against her head, gradually swaying less as it stiffens and rises, Maya starting to work her own body with his motions and wiggle her hips against her own fingers, shaking her enlarged breasts.\n\nYou stare at the scene, then, almost in a trance, unzip your jeans and start stroking yourself. You bite your lower lip as your hand works slowly over your stiff prick as you watch your childhood friend eagerly service the balls of the big stud. The horseman's cockhead is gradually flaring out as he hardens, and you have no doubt that as soon as he's good and ready, he'll be fucking Maya with it as you watch. In fact you zoom in the camera, taking a good close-up look at Maya's face rubbing against his sack, at the slightly glazed look in her eyes that speaks of lust for the same thought.\n\nBut the horseman isn't in that much of a hurry, and he leaves Maya worshiping his balls for a good long while, even once his impressive equine prick is stiff and jutting up in the air, occasionally giving heavy, visible twitches that sling around gooey lines of pre. But when he does move it's sudden, bending and hefting Maya up into the air, her legs dangling and tits jiggling as he swings her around and then thuds her down on a nearby wooden table. His movements firm and forceful, he pushes her legs apart and steps forward between them, letting his cock slap down on her stomach. He grinds his balls against her pussy as he clearly gives her a moment to appreciate just how deep it will be going, the flared head bumping the undersides of her enlarged breasts a few times as Maya stares down at it. Then he pulls back, settles the broad head of his prick at her opening, and pushes in with one long, smooth, powerful stroke, Maya grabbing the edges of the table and arching her back as her belly bulges up with the outline, the flared head actually visible wider at the tip as it slides up just where he was showing her earlier.\n\nFor a long moment the horseman stays still, just letting his cock be buried in Maya up to the sheath at the base of it, letting her writhe and twist and mewl speared on it as she is. Then he grips her thighs tightly, pulls her a bit off the edge of the table, and starts pounding into her, his strokes still smooth but also incredibly hard and fast, the table creaking with every one and his balls swinging up to slap her ass. Maya cries out and wails, gripping on to the table as if for dear life as that massive bulge works through her belly and bumps up under her tits each time as they wobble lewdly atop her chest with the intensity of the horseman's thrusts.\n\n"Oh fuck oh shit oh shit he's fucking me so fucking harrrrd!" Maya wails, her eyes rolling up as her legs lift in the air, feet shaking back and forth with the motions. "He's fucking me so fucking hard he's fucking destroying my pussy it feels so fucking good! I'm cumming and he just keeps on fucking meeeee!" she squeals shamelessly as her pussy gushes, soaking the horseman's heavy sack as it slaps against her again and again.\n\nYou cum long before he does, letting out a soft, slightly ashamed moan as you spurt all over your fingers at watching your best friend getting her brains pounded out by a strong, powerful, virile beastman. You shudder, continuing to stroke yourself a bit, watching as Maya cums over and over again on that immense prick, until finally the horseman gives a thunderous winny and slams forward, his balls visibly lifting as Maya's belly swells, the outline of his prick gradually softening and disappearing as her stomach balloons up. Maya lays there twitching, her eyes rolled up and a smile on her lips, tongue lolled out, her body otherwise limp as she's used as the horseman's cum dump. When he pulls back her legs flop out spread, showing off her stretched, gaping pussy with a steady flow of thick white cum welling out of it.<<set $mayahorseman to true>>\n\nEmbarrassed, you put your cock away. Maya looks pretty... well, out of it. You wonder if you ought to bring her right out of the scene (with a quick stop in the editor to revert most of the changes), or bring her back to the loading construct.\n\n<hr>\n[[Bring her right out.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Loading construct.|QODigiMayaTestLoadRepeat]]

Kind of wild that you can give her a whole new personality at the tap of your phone screen. You bring up the 'Personality profiles' section and look through the list... sure enough, 'Cheerful Subservience' is right there at the top and currently has a green circle next to it. There's a list below it that you browse through... looks like she comes with a small handful, and others you either need to download or make yourself.\n\n<hr>\n[[Boisterous.|QONile]]\n\n[[Dominant.|QONile]]\n\n[[Elegant.|QONile]]\n\n[[Intuitive.|QONile]]\n\n[[Maternal.|QONile]]\n\n[[Slut.|QONile]]\n\n[[Submissive.|QONile]]\n\n[[Make your own.|QONile]]

Feeling a blush that goes all the way to your ears (and is thus probably actually visible even moreso than usual, which just makes you blush more), you squirm and murmur, "I... I guess I was... ... 'mirin'...?"\n\n"Hahaha, you're not too forward, are you, bro?" Gabriel chuckles, resting his hands on his powerful hips as he grins down at you. "Don't see shy dudes much, it's actually pretty cute! Hey, tell you what, we don't have much time before they kick us out of here for lunch," he says, glancing at his watch (the only thing he's wearing, since he's obviously fresh from his own shower). "But I've got my truck here at school. Why don't you come with me to pick up some lunch from the burger shack? I'll buy and we'll fool around."\n\nYour mouth hangs open a little. One of the star players on the football team is... very casually, and in front of a bunch of other people, basically asking you out on a date. ... If you can call lunch and fooling around on the lunch hour a date. But he's doing it in front of a bunch of other guys, with both of you naked, and no one seems to be batting an eye.\n\n<hr>\n[[You can't handle this. ... Yet.|QOBook]]\n\n[[... yeah okay.|QOBook14x9]]

"I... y-yeah, okay," you find yourself saying, not sure where the temerity to agree to this is even coming from. Maybe it's coming from your cock, which has already stiffened up and is jutting out in front of you. "That... that'd be cool."\n\n"Great, I'll be waiting out in front of the main entrance, come on out as soon as you're done," he announces before turning and casually heading back towards the lockers.\n\n"..." You turn back to the shower and run your hands over your head, trying to cool down again. You're doing this? You're doing this. You can't believe you're doing this. This really seems like it's something you're not allowed to do, but he didn't act like it was at all forbidden, even in the sense that he's above the rules because he's a star athlete. Your confusion actually helps you calm down a little, and by the time you walk over to the fur dryers (which didn't used to be there, but you suppose are a necessity, your thick fur puffing out as the waves of lightly warm air wash over you), your cock is mostly back to normal, at least enough for you to comfortably re-don your pants.\n\nYou brush yourself out some, take a deep breath, then head for the main entrance of the school. Walking out, you easily spot the large black truck with the school team's logo above the car company one. The windows are down, and Gabriel waves at you as you approach and somewhat nervously climb into the passenger seat. He's bottomless like before, though this time that big cock is fully unsheathed and at half-mast, jutting up in front of his chest. (Jeez, it's... it's even bigger than you thought. You're somewhere between intimidated, scared, and intensely turned on.) "Hey, s'up?" he asks cheerfully, just before reaching over to rest a hand on the back of your head and gently, but firmly pulling your head over and into his lap, pressing your face to his big black balls.\n\nYou wonder if he can feel the heat of your blush against them. You're doing this, you're really doing this... you really are doing this, you think as you begin lolling your tongue out, dragging it over his furry white sack as he puts the truck in gear and begins to drive. You can feel the motion of the car as you lay across the seat, starting to fall into a surprisingly natural rhythm of licking, kissing, and sucking at those immense equine orbs, inhaling deeply and feeling like his musk is wrapping around your brain. You feel like... you feel like such a slut, you admit to yourself, in a car with a guy you've barely exchanged a dozen words with, worshipping his balls with your mouth. Your tail flits upward and puffs out some in surprise as his hand moves from the back of your head to undo the tail-clasp of your jeans, then slides under you to undo the front of them as well. Still, you lift your hips a little as he hooks his thumb into your waistband and starts nudging it downward, letting him slip your jeans and underwear down, your stiff prick springing free and winding up pressed between your fuzzy belly and the cloth of the seat as you settle back down, a shiver running through you as that big, powerful hand roams over your pert, spotted ass.\n\n"Real cute butt you got there, bro," Gabriel announces genially, giving one of your buttocks a squeeze. "You totes oughtta show it off. Cute ass like this would look good walking through the halls, y'know."\n\nThe praise, and even the suggestion that you're attractive enough to show off like he does, sends a pleasant shiver through your body, and you start putting even more enthusiasm into your efforts, sucking and lapping at his balls and up around his sheath with more energy. You can hear him moan appreciatively, before the truck pulls to a stop. "Yeah, double with cheese for me, the meal, large size, and one extra thing of large fries, water. How about you, bro?" he asks, his equine face turning down towards you, resulting in your eyes meeting his when you peek up.\n\nRaising your mouth basefully from his sack, you reply, "Um... the... the single meal. ... Tots."\n\n"And a single with tots. You want a coke with that, man?"\n\n"Y-yeah," you whisper, before lowering your mouth back to his balls and starting to swirl your tongue around against one. You can hear the slightly garbled reply, and soon the truck is in motion again, gradually pulling around to the window. You peek up again as you're mouthing at the thick, wrinkled skin of Gabriel's sheath, blushing again as the bikini-clad vixen working the window looks right at you, but she gives you nothing more than a polite customer service smile as she hands Gabriel the bags.\n\n"Yeah, thanks babe," Gabriel says genially, setting the bags in the back seat before driving a short distance to one of the empty spaces in the parking lot. Ignoring the food for the moment, he instead gives your ass another squeeze, before moving his hand back up to your head and guiding you upward.\n\nYour eyes widen as you realize his intentions, but you don't get a chance to say anything before he's gently urging you to slip your mouth over the flared head of his prick. There really should be no way you can fit that in! And yet as he presses lightly on your head, you find yourself licking and sucking at him eagerly even as his immense, thick horsecock presses your throat open and slides inside. Maybe everyone here is a natural-born slut you think a little distantly as you start bobbing your head on your own, turning it back and forth lightly as you swallow down more and more of his black and pink speckled prick... or certainly you are, you can't help but add mentally. Your hips raise and wiggle your ass ass he resumes stroking and petting your butt, before you let out a moan around his dick as he presses his fingers in around the base of your tail, your cock twitching and starting to leak pre against the truck's seat as a rush of unfamiliar but very intense pleasure washes through you. You arch your ass up, practically presenting yourself to your hand even as you somehow take his magnificent, massive prick all the way down to the sheath.\n\nGabriel's hand draws away, and even as you resume bobbing your head to suck him off, you can hear the crinkle of wrapping paper as he begins to eat his lunch. Ever so casually, the big horse chows down on his burger and fries while you're gulping down his dick, his hand occasionally wandering down to rub your back, stroke your ass, or rub at your tailbase, making your hips jerk, cock twitch, and causing you to present yourself again. Eventually you can feel Gabriel's cock twitching and shuddering between your lips, and he gives a long, neigh-like moan as he starts cumming, your mouth and throat quickly flooded and making you swallow repeatedly to try and get it all down. Eventually, your face flecked with it, and Gabriel's cock still dribbled with white, you pull your lips free of his flare and sit back, panting and shuddering, your cock twitching and smeared all over with pre.\n\n"Better eat your own lunch, bro, that protein shake won't fill you up entirely," Gabriel says with a chuckle, snagging his own bag and starting to finish off his fries.\n\nBlushing again, you nod and reach back to get your own bag. It definitely feels a little surreal to sit here and eat lunch, bottomless in the car with a handsome, hung horseman, while your cock stays throbbingly hard and your throat reminds you it's recently been stretched by a big equine dick every time you swallow. As you're gulping down your coke (after gulping down that cock), Gabriel crinkles up his bag and tosses it in the back seat floorboard. "'Bout done, bro? Well, we got some time left," he notes, glancing at the dash clock. "You did a great job taking care of me, so your pick on what's next?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You want him to suck you.|QOBook]]\n\n[[You want him to fuck you.|QOBook14x10]]

"I... kind of got distracted looking at Gabriel Brass," you admit, ducking your head.\n\n"What, really? Jamie, you like g-" Maya cuts herself off as she turns her head and spots one of the star football players of the team, her mouth remaining open as if in mid-word. Gabriel has become a white horse... actually, to judge by glimpses of the other football players from the various years, all of them have become large horses with thick fur at their wrists and ankles, for some reason. Gabriel's gained height and even more muscle mass from his change, and is wearing his team jersey... and not a lot else. His heavy black balls shift a little as he moves in place while chatting up a scantily-clad fox cheerleader, his limp, speckled cock halfway out of its sheath and already a good portion of the way down to his knees. "... Nevermind," Maya says a little faintly, biting her lower lip as her nipples stiffen. "Anybody would stare at that."\n\nEmbarrassed, you give a nod and shift in place, feeling a complex whirl of emotions at realizing Maya's getting turned-on staring at one of the school's sports stars. It's not just the visual cues, which are more numerous and subtle than just that one, but you can sort of... smell it. You've been able to smell everyone more clearly since the start, including the heady cloud of arousal that seems to permeate the entire school, but maybe your familiarity with Maya lets you pick out her scent in particular. Trying not to wonder what's going through her head, you instead clear your throat. "Um. I'm gonna go ahead and go to class," you announce.\n\n"Um, yeah, right," Maya answers, yanking her gaze back to you and nodding nervously. "I'll see you in the afternoon, okay?"\n\n"Right," you acknowledge, before scurrying off to class.\n\nMost of the morning goes okay, once you learn to mostly ignore how the students (and even some of the teachers) are much more relaxed about showing off their bodies. Though as the period before lunch arrives, you wince as you remember what it is... gym class. Already not a favorite of yours, you're definitely not looking forward to how it is now. You file through the gym, seeing that Coach Charger has become a broad, stout Rhino man, clapping his hands together. "Alright, alright, get in there and get changed, people! And remember this is not a clothes-optional class, everyone needs protection, I don't care if it retracts or is armor-plated or whatever, you wear the protection, and the shorts, that's the rule!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Play sick.|QOBook15x1]]\n\n[[Just go change.|QOBook14x7]]

It's probably best not to rock the boat. Suppressing a sigh, you file into the locker room with the rest of the crowd, doing your best to keep your gaze down. Still, you can't help but notice the changes. Usually at least half the other boys are doing some variation on your own level of shyness, trying to get changed with a minimum of baring skin or as fast as possible, changing from one bit of clothes to another while taking off as little as possible. Now everyone's just casually stripping naked and tossing things in their lockers, chatting with each other even more amiably than they might in the hallways, letting it all hang out. In fact you notice a few distinctly odd looks as you try to change like usual, and to avoid standing out force yourself to get completely naked, blushing brightly and keeping your focus on your locker as much as you can.\n\nIt looks like jock straps and shorts are mandatory for this class, since everyone seems to be putting them on, even the guys that were otherwise going bottomless. You catch a glimpse of Gabriel hauling on his jock strap, the cup stretching some to fit around his massive bulge and balls, and then flashing his ass at you between the straps as he turns around, his tail cropped short and bound tightly. (Is that the equivalent of his old buzzcut?) Yanking your gaze back to your own clothes, you quickly change into the shorts and shirt as well, marching back out with the group.\n\nAt least you find that the usual lap-running and exercises aren't nearly the chore they usually are. In fact about your only problem is that you feel rather warm, and by the end of it you're panting a bit as you lope towards the locker room entrance from the field, your tongue poking out past your lips and draping down your muzzle a bit. "Cold shower!" Coach Charger snaps as you go past. "Mandatory for cold-weather species, don't try to skip it!"\n\nGreat, you not only have to try and act like you're comfortable naked, you have to actually use the gym showers, something you've always tried to avoid whenever possible. Your ears and tail drooping, you head back to your locker, trying not to feel like everyone's staring at you as you pull off your clothes again. You know it's completely normal to be naked in this society, especially in a situation like this, but you still can't help but feel like there are a lot of eyes on your slender, spotted form as you make your way towards the shower. Worried about drawing more curious gazes, you force yourself not to cover your lower half with the towel like you want to, leaving your pert, cream-furred butt on display, as well as everything else. Your cock has mercifully remained almost entirely human in shape, though now your balls are fuzzy and there's a ring of fur around the base, like a sort of vestigial sheath. (From the looks of it some of the other guys actually have cocks that sheath, and some don't.) Your cock itself is a rather notably pink color now, and... well, longer than it was, though still fairly slender. You'd try to feel good about that, but it looks like everyone got a fairly proportional upgrade... or possibly even moreso, depending on species.\n\nTaking a deep breath, you set the towel aside entirely and turn on the cold tap of one of the shower cylinders. You give a little "Meowlp!" as the spray of cold water hits you, your tail sticking out and fuzzing up even more for a brief moment, before you sigh as it starts to soothe some of the heat you'd built up during the exercises. Yeah, okay, maybe the coach had a point about making you cool down after class. You are a <i>snow</i> leopard, after all, and while Deviville is not in a particularly hot part of the country, in late spring it's still rather warmer than whatever environment your body's probably adapted to. \n\n"Hey there. Jamie, right?"\n\nYour tail puffs up with surprise again, and you whip around, eyes going wide at the towering white form now in front of you. "G-G-Gabriel," you squeak, before clearing your throat and trying to calm down, and definitely not to let your eyes go below his broad, bare chest at the very lowest. "Um... something... something wrong?"\n\n"Nah, bro, just caught you 'mirin' earlier," he says with a chuckle, lifting his arms and striking a light flexing pose. "You like what you see, right?"\n\n<hr>\n[[M-... maybe?|QOBook14x8]]\n\n[[Um, uh, er, uh, um...|QOBook]]\n\n[[Polite denial! POLITE DENIAL!!!!|QOBook]]

After a brief hesitation, you open your mouth and give a bit of a shove with your tongue, as well as deliberately trying to move your tail, which does send it flicking back out of your mouth. "I didn't even realize I was doing it," you admit, feeling your face heat under your new fur. "I guess we have some instincts to go with these new bodies."\n\n"... I guess." Maya still seems to be staring very intently at you, which makes you squirm a little. Her tongue actually briefly flashes across her lips, before she clears her throat and deliberately turns to adjust how she's sitting. (... Hm, were her nipples always stiff like that? Well, best not to stare either way.) "But it looks like we're probably the only ones who realize anything's changed, to judge by everything else." She pauses, then leans over to snag a pair of her discarded black jeans and heft them up, showing the half-circle hole in the back with a strip going over the top and a button clasp on the end. "Look, even my clothes other than the ones I'm wearing have changed."\n\nYou briefly become distracted wondering what Maya's sister must have changed into and how her clothes might be altered, before you drag your attention back to the here and now. "So, I mean... what do we do?"\n\n"Um... I'm not sure," Maya admits, snagging the book and flipping through it. "It does say that it would be pretty much impossible to undo the changes... I'm not seeing a 'turn everyone in the world human' spell, at least not off the top of my head. And it's not like this is causing any problems other than being really weird for the two of us," she adds, glancing up at you and finally shrugging. "I guess for now let's just try to roll with it. I'll keep looking through the book and see if I can find anything. Worst case scenario, I'll bring it up to Baal the next time she's home."\n\nThat seems to be a bit of a dismissal, and you can't feel too bad about it. Maya clearly needs some time on her own to adjust, and you can't say you don't feel the same. Giving her a nod and making awkward small-talk goodbyes, you get up and head home. Along your walk you notice that a few of the street signs have changed. 'Jungle St.', 'Paw Ave.', 'Tail End Ct.'... man it's like someone a little obsessed with furries worked their magic on the world. You get home and open the door, only for your mother to bustle out of the kitchen. Like you, she seems to have become a snow leopard, and like you her figure doesn't seem to have changed much, other than getting a cup size upgrade like Maya. "Oh, hello dear," she says happily, bustling over and giving you a hug, practically burying your face in her chest. That's... not entirely usual, maybe a little cuddlier than before, but not by much. "Did you have a good time at Maya's? Do anything fun?"\n\n"Um. Nothing much," you murmur, swishing your new tail around and trying to subtly draw back from her enhanced boobs.\n\n"Alright, well, dinner's at the usual time!"\n\nYou spend the next few days adjusting, watching TV and movies, reading your comics and playing games, trying to come to grips with the changed look of everything. Looks don't seem to be the only thing different, though, you notice several times to your embarrassment. You've just finished up breakfast one morning, your father spending most of it with his head in his paper and his tail in his mouth, when Maya calls. Excusing yourself, you go up to your room to take it. "Hey, any luck finding a way to reverse the spell?"\n\n"No, nothing so far. Um, have you noticed that it's not just that people have changed species, other stuff is different too?"\n\n"... Yeah. Um, like... street names, some of the titles people have, the way some of the words are pronounced..." You trail off, blushing.\n\n"... Aaaand everyone seems to have a kind of more relaxed attitude towards nudity and sex," Maya picks up for you, her tone rather dry. \n\nObviously you didn't want to be the one to say it, but it's not like you could fail to notice. The movies you've watched to check out what species various actors and characters wound up as have featured a lot more nudity and sex scenes than they did when you watched them before. PG-13 seems to be the lower limit for allowing full-on sex scenes like one would normally see in actual porn before the change. You about had a heart attack when your mother walked in on you as Dade was blowing a load all over Kate's face at the end of <i>Hackers</i>, but she just asked if you had all the school supplies you needed. Blushing worse (and getting a bit hard) at the memory, you sheepishly admit, "Yeah. <i>Legendary Defender</i> has a lot more nude scenes than it used to," you try, since that seems the safest bet.\n\n"And there was even that subplot about Pidge pretending to be aquaphobic added to it," Maya replies, though her tone has a bit of a mutter. You guess her preferred ship didn't happen even with the new relaxed standards. "And what was with the color of Allura's nipples, seriously?"\n\n"I know, that was such a weird choice," you agree without thinking. "It clashed so bad with the rest of the color palette, it-" You cut yourself off, then murmur, "Um... you realize what we're talking about?"\n\n"... Yeah, I think over time we're adjusting to the new social standards," Maya admits after a moment. "Either as part of the magic or we're just getting used to it. But I mean have you noticed that literally everyone is attractive? I'm not even sure this society has a standard for 'ugly' that doesn't come from being disfigured or damaged or something. I tried watching <i>Game of Thrones</i>... which, by the way, if you think it was porn-y before... and they don't even make fun of Brienne for being homely, they make fun of her because she's a head taller than like every guy on the show other than the Mountain, and because she has a mane like a <i>male</i> lion. They seem to only have a scale of 'insanely attractive' to 'moderately attractive' with 'out of the norm' being worth teasing at most. I guess when absolutely everyone is good-looking they just get more comfortable with flaunting it. ... So, I mean, I don't know what going to school tomorrow will be like," she adds, tone wary. "Other than that we're likely to see a different side of the people we know. ... And probably a whole lot more of them."\n\n<hr>\n[[We have to do something!|QOBook]]\n\n[[... Well. See you tomorrow, then.|QOBook14x5]]

"... I guess we'll just have to deal with it when we get there," you say with a sigh. "I'll see you at our lockers?"\n\n"Yeah, see you there."\n\nThe next morning, you follow your usual routine of keeping your head down and paying just enough attention to the milling crowds around you to avoid bumping into them or warn you of incoming danger. This well-honed skill definitely helps you to avoid freaking out at the much more diverse range of colors, patterns, and chatter around you as you make your way through the halls. The vast majority of changes seem to have had little respect for previous human identifications... though you can pick out enough familiar features to tell who was who before easily enough, everyone seems to have turned into whatever species the spell thought would look best on them, without holding to any idea of 'appropriate' continental populations, at least in most cases you see. You arrive at the corner of the locker alcove and kind of tuck in, doing your best to be invisible, looking up with relief when you see Maya approaching, her black tail flicking back and forth behind her, the motion pausing as she sees you, and taking on a slightly more... predatory?... air as she approaches. Her voice a bit thick, she says, "You're doing it again."\n\n"... Bweh," you say softly, spitting out your tail.\n\n"Still, it looks about like I figured," Maya says, folding her arms over her chest and leaning back against her own locker, looking at the hallway full of furries either passing by or milling about. "Everyone's some sort of attractive animal person, with a species that fits either their personality or social role or some other quality. Doesn't seem to be anything like a dress code anymore, which means I could've worn my actual short cutoffs. Which is still more than some of these fuzzbags are wearing. Looks like the more attractive and... endowed... you are, the more socially acceptable it is to go partly or mostly naked," she adds dryly as she skims over the student body's bodies with her sharp yellow eyes. "Which I guess is a natural extension of dressing skimpier. Not that it ever stopped anyone before, and doesn't seem to stop anyone here either, I can see some..." She trails off, turning her head to you, noticing that you've spaced out. "Hey." She reaches out and gently flicks one of your ears, making you mewl softly. She inhales hard, eyes going wide and tail trembling, before clearing her throat. "Get distracted?"\n\nSheepishly, you bob your head, peeking out towards the crowd again and admitting...\n\n<hr>\n[[... you were staring at a guy.|QOBook14x6]]\n\n[[... you were staring at a girl.|QOBook]]\n\n[[... you were staring at everyone.|QOBook]]\n\n[[... you're just sort of overwhelmed.|QOBook]]

Oh, what the heck, at worst you get a silly but kind of cool-looking toy ray gun, which let's face it, is any guy ever <i>really</i> too old for? ... You're just a teenage nerd guy so your answer is gonna be 'no, no they are not'. You click the 'Buy' option, then blink as a countdown from thirty minutes starts. 'Wait, seriously?'\n\nStill, as the countdown gets further down, you decide to head downstairs and lurk at the door just in case. You actually jump a little when the doorbell rings, but when you open it there's a package sitting on the welcome mat with your name on it.\n\n"Is it a package?" your mother calls from the kitchen as you close the door.\n\n"Yeah, it's for me," you call back before hurrying up the stairs. You open it up, and sitting in a bed of weirdly fancy-looking styrofoam popcorn is a bright white, well, ray gun. It's in the style of one of those corny old TV show ones like from the Jetsons or something, with a fat rocket-shaped body and little satellite-shaped discs around the front and a sphere at the very tip. It looks like it's made of white plastic, but when you pick it up it feels more like metal.\n\n'Huh,' you think, looking it over. Despite the otherwise cheesy cheap look, there's not a single seam visible or any screws either, it's all smooth and whole-looking, without anywhere even visible to insert a battery. Really the only thing on it is a big obvious orange dial on one side and a digital display beside it... ah, no, there's a red button too. Right now the display reads 'Maid', but pressing the red button makes it read 'Undo' instead... another press puts it back to 'Maid'.\n\nWell, it's a quality toy, if nothing else. Heh, you guess you should 'zap' someone with it, just for the sake of trying it out.\n\n<hr>\n[[Well, your mom's the only one around.|QOSB1x1]]\n\n[[Haha just zap yourself!|QOSB2x1]]

"Ayz-theta, ace-theety, ay... ... the middle one," you finally decide with a roll of your eyes.\n\n"Yeah not sure what that one's trying for. Alright, here goes." Maya clears her throat, then lifts her chin, closes her eyes, and belts out in a dramatic tone, "Dinh ajanouha eh dra funmt ehdu bnaddo, yddnyldeja vinno cbaleac! Palyica hu uha fyhdc du ytsed drao ryja dra cuim uv y lulgnuylr!"\n\nOf course nothing happens. After a few seconds Maya peeks one eye open, peering around, then snickers, which you follow suit with once it seems appropriate to do so. "Yeah, obviously," she says. "It's not like it would really-"\n\nShe interrupts herself with a loud sucking in of air, the book tumbling from her hands as she wraps her arms around her middle and hunches forward. Your eyes widen, and you reach out your hands towards her, not sure what to do since she seems like she's in pain. Except that a moment later, a long, low moan escapes her, and your face goes hot. Not like you have a ton of experience, but that... definitely wasn't a moan of pain. She topples over onto her back, squirming and writhing on the floor in a rather sensuous manner, continuing to moan and gasp as if in the throes of near-orgasm. You feel like you should look away, but at the same time you're just too confused by what's happening... and then the changes start, and you're too entranced to look away.\n\nGlossy black fur begins to spread out from under Maya's shirt and shorts, spreading across her visible skin. Her belly tightens and firms, taking on a more powerful but still sleek tone before it's covered in the sable pelt. Your face heats even further as you watch her breasts slowly expand, pushing her shirt outward, slowly and gradually but steadily getting larger. As her parted lips change color, they also begin to change shape, face pushing outward slightly into a broad, almost flat-ended muzzle. Her ears extend and curl around each other, even moving further up her head as they grow to tips, taking on a distinctly feline appearance. Shuddering, she suddenly rolls over onto her hands and knees, toes digging into the floor and lifting her ass high in the air as a bulge starts at her tailbone, pushing the back of the waistband of her shorts down some as a tail grows out. Her pose leaves her breasts, now at least a cup size and a half larger, hanging down, her fingers curling as claws grow in at the tips, mouth open in an almost feral snarl as you watch her teeth altering, even as long, thin whiskers grow out from the sides of her new muzzle. She slowly slumps back down to her knees as the changes pass, panting heavily, eyes opening to reveal they've turned bright yellow. \n\n"Maya?" you say slowly, hand trembling. "Are... are you-" Then you grunt loudly, curling in on yourself and toppling to your side as your muscles spasm and twist without warning. But despite the strange, involuntary sensation, a sort of pleasure suffuses your entire body, and you find yourself moaning as well, your cock rapidly stiffening inside your jeans. Almost immediately you can feel the snugness of the denim growing even tighter, a sort of soft, almost ticklish sensation spreading out from the base of it, coating your balls and sliding up your crotch, over your belly. You can feel your muscles gaining tone and power as they twitch and flex, but as far as you can tell through the flashes of pleasure that come with every shudder and twitch, your build isn't changing much. Feeling your own lower face pushing out into a muzzle is such a strange sensation, and yet it's like your body insists that you want it, that it's something amazing happening to you, and your ears actually twitch and flick as they elongate, the tips staying mostly round even as they rise to point upward. You force your eyes open some as you feel the urge to get up onto all fours as well, looking down at your hands and arms, which are now covered in a pattern of cream and white fur with dark splotches. Your mouth opens and you let out a low, thrumming moan as you can feel your own tail pushing out, the claws on your toes trying to dig into the floor and slicing through your socks in the process, scratching at the insides of your shoes. Just when it feels like you're about to cum in your pants, the sensation suddenly passes completely, and you thump to your front on the floor, panting heavily, whiskers and ears twitching.\n\n"... Jamie?" Maya's voice says uncertainly. \n\nGroaning a little, now half in embarrassment, you slowly push yourself up and around to sit down, being a little careful as you do in trying not to show off the bulge you're still sporting. "What... happened?" you say slowly, trying to get used to the feeling of talking with a muzzle, and to resolve the black humanoid feline in front of you with your friend.\n\n"I think... I think it worked." Maya raises her sable-furred hands to look at them, jumping a little as she slips her claws back out. "... Pretty sure that spell was trying to say 'aesthetic'. We turned into... well, something pretty," she says, glancing at you, then away in a fashion that might almost look embarrassed. You blink, and look over towards the mirror. You do seem to be some sort of feline now, pale-furred with black spots, and a very long, very fluffy tail. ... Snow leopard? Well, snow leopards are pretty, it's true, but you don't see how you're particularly attractive, since you're guessing you still look like the snow leopard equivalent of you. "Um, hey wait," Maya suddenly says, turning and scrambling for the TV remote, her new tail lifting and denim-clad ass wiggling at you as she tries to grab it, making you quickly look away. "Didn't those spells say they'd change the <i>world</i>? It might not be just us, it might be-"\n\nFinally getting hold of the remote, she flops back down and turns the TV on. Luckily it changes right to a live cooking show broadcast... with a cow-woman smiling at the screen, her full breasts wobbling lightly beneath her sweater as she talks about the recipe she's making. Maya clicks over to a 24-hour news channel, where a large-chested fox-woman is addressing the camera while a solemn-faced Doberman-man sits beside her, the footage briefly changing to a bunch of various sorts of animal-men in digital camo exiting a plane with duffel bags slung over their shoulders.\n\n"It's... it really happened, it changed everybody in the world," Maya says, obviously stunned.\n\n"Um. They don't seem very... upset about it," you note. "I mean, the story's not about 'dubyoo-tee-eff we all just turned into animal people'."\n\n"... Yeah," Maya agrees with a nod, then hops around again, once more forcing you to look away from her wiggling butt. (Is that some sort of feline instinct? You don't remember her doing that before.) After a moment she straightens up onto her knees and sits back on her heels, flipping through a magazine. "This is a couple of months old, but all the photos show, well, furries. Heck, the band 'Minotaur's Blood-Axe' is now actually made up of bull guys, I guess that's part of being... aesthetic..." She trails off as she turns her head back to you, staring. She actually swallows, voice a little strained as she says, "Jamie, what are you doing?"\n\n"Bwuh?" Even as you say it, you realize you're muffled, and that there's a soft, ticklish sensation on your lips and tongue. You peer down... and realize that you've got your own tail clamped securely in your muzzle. You didn't even realize you were doing it.\n\n<hr>\n[[... ptoo.|QOBook14x4]]\n\n[[... nyom, nyom...|QOBook]]

"Forbidden magic it is," Maya suddenly declares.\n\n"Wha? Hey, I didn't-"\n\n"You were taking too long, I'm picking the one I think sounds the most fun. Heck, there's a whole section here!" she chirps happily as she turns towards the back of the book. "Let's see, parsing the freaky text... 'Beware, for these forbidden magics have the ability to change the nature of the entire world. Once the world is changed, putting it back to the way you remember it once being may be impossible. You will instead live the rest of your life in a world that has been made strange to you.'"\n\nYou make a face. "That seems impossible even by the standards of a magical book."\n\n"Especially since it looks like most of them are just incantations," Maya notes, flipping through the pages behind. "Looks like there are four sections. '[[To change society|QOBook18x1]]', '[[To change people|QOBook14x2]]', '[[To overlap the ages|QOBook]]', and '[[To initiate a new age|QOBook]]'."

You are dead. You were worth 1 XP.\n\nWell what did you expect to happen? You weren't even a full Goblin, just a Juvenile Goblin, and you tried to challenge an obviously well-equipped adventurer solo. Just a bit silly, don't you think?\n\n<b>Reincarnated as a Goblin</b> end - <i>A ridiculous de-</i>\n\nOh, well now wait. I suppose there is one other option. That is, if you're interested...?\n\n<hr>\n[[I'm interested! I'm interested!|QOElfStart]]\n\n[[Nah it's cool I had it coming.|QO1axEnd]]

Yeah! Get that elf! YEAAAAAAAAAH!\n\nYou let out a shriek of a warcry and leap from hiding, directly towards the elf. And even as she turns towards you she's snatching her sword out of its sheath on the saddle, turning towards you and then snapping out her arm as she sees you.\n\nThere's a thumping sensation from below your arms, and you find yourself tumbling to the side and hitting the ground, facing... your feet? The soles of your feet? Everything is rapidly going dark. But just before it does, you hear the elf's voice calling out in outrage.\n\n"<i>One</i> XP?! What was even the point of that?!"\n\nHuh. You guess you kind of have the same question, now, as your last thought.\n\n<hr>\n[[Game Over.|QOGob1ax2]]

Normally, hanging out with a girl as hot as Maya would have you feeling incredibly inadequate and utterly intimidated. She's very pretty and very goth, her hair dyed jet black save for two stripes of almost neon purple in the bangs, with forelocks hanging down past her shoulders, and she usually wears black or dark purple lipstick and rather snug black shirts that show off her full C-cup breasts, and rather tight black jeans too (or in the case of today, cutoffs, since it is pretty warm). Luckily you've known her for long enough and been exposed to her even hotter older sister Baal enough times that you've built up a little bit of immunity. Sometimes you have to remember when you knew her as the short little tomboy with scabby knees when you have situations like today, where you're alone with her in her bedroom and feeling super drab in comparison.\n\n"I don't know, what is there to do?" Maya sighs as she flops back onto the bed, chest jiggling just a bit as she does, making you quickly gain an interest in looking at her bookshelves.\n\n"I came over here because I thought you'd have ideas," you point out from where you're sitting on the floor, looking back over with a shrug.\n\n"Yeah, yeah." She sighs heavily again (she's done that a lot since she went goth) and sits up again, leaning back on her hands. "Alright, let's think. We could go to the [[mall|QGMaya]], or the [[swimming pool|QGMaya]], or the [[park|QGMaya]]..."\n\n"So all the same old stuff then," you answer with a sigh.\n\n"Mm. Well, we could also look through a supposed '[[magic book|QGMaya1x1]]' my sister left me when she moved out for her new job."\n\n"A magic book? Seriously?"\n\n"I know. I mean, I guess it's possible, Baal always could pull off some really amazing stuff that you wondered how she did it, like that time she won a seat on the student council even though she wasn't officially running. But it's probably just a bunch of goofy stuff. Still, kill some time looking through it."\n\n"I dunno."\n\n"Well, you have any better ideas?"\n\n"We could [[play a game|QOMaya]] or something?" you offer hesitantly.\n\n"Oooo, thrilling."\n\nYou duck your head a bit at the sarcasm in her voice. You're almost... almost... tempted to suggest [[playing dressup|QGMaya]] and trying on clothes. (Basically her clothes since all of yours are both drab and back at your place.) Since Maya was a tomboy when the two of you were small such games never really came up, and by the time she grew out of it (mostly) you were already too shy to suggest such things, worrying she'd call you cringe. But... you never know, maybe she'd think it was fun...

Your mother lets out an actual <i>giggle</i> at that as she closes the book and rests it briefly against the upper slope of one of her large breasts. "Aw, no need to be embarrassed, sweetheart. I guess you couldn't know that writing something like this is just asking for the <i>closest</i> literal semen demon to come visit," she adds with a saucy wink.\n\n"Ah... I..." you stammer, but cut off, your eyes widening further as she clambers up onto the bed with you, those mountainous mammaries pillowing against your chest as she settles on all fours above you.\n\n"Now don't you worry about a thing, sweetheart," she coos as she settles down to one side of you, tits still firmly pressing against your body, as well as the rest of that luscious body curling in against your side. She leans in, delicately nibbling at your earlobe in between whispering directly into it, even as her hand just as delicately cups your balls and fondles them, long fingers curling and stroking to move them around, sending hard shivers of pleasure running through your body. "Mommy's going to make you feel veeeery good. And since this is a dream, we've got lots, and lots of time."\n\nYou open your mouth, though you're not sure if it's to stammer a reply or just moan, but either way she silences you by leaning in further and pressing her mouth over yours. Her wet, slippery tongue dips past your lips and slides around your own, urging it with gentle motherly encouragement to play with hers, as her hand wraps around your cock and starts slowly stroking it. A firmer shiver runs through your whole body, your hips reflexively lifting a bit, but kept largely held down by one of her legs draped over your thigh, leaving you to squirm against her.\n\nYour succumom continues to sweetly kiss you and slowly jerk you off, her motions so slow and steady and gentle that it almost borders on relaxing even as it sends a fresh wicked thrill of pleasure through you with every pump of her hand. You don't really <i>relax</i> per se, more like you sort of... let go, settling into the lewd, dreamy pleasure. You lift your hand on her side and grab a generous handful of her ass, and bring your other hand around to squeeze one of her tits. Your fingers sink into both until they practically get enveloped, soft and warm and almost sucking you in as you squeeze. The softness feels like it's radiating through your whole body from your hands, like it really could just pull your whole body right into that big pillowy ass and those huge jello tits.\n\nWith how turned-on you were from the first moment the dream started, and the sheer perversity of the situation, it really seems like you should be cumming quickly, but the slow, deliberate pace your mother's using to jerk you off must be holding you back. Maybe she's just enjoying making out with you, you can't help but think... there's an almost relieved, satisfied tone to the way she's sucking your tongue and snuggling half on top of you as she does. \n\nBut eventually she slides further on top of you, pressing you down under her, sliding her leg further over you and up. She has to change her angle, breaking the kiss and instead just smiling sweetly down at you as she removes her hand and instead presses your cock between her thigh and calf, trapping your prick in that soft-firm yielding flesh. She pumps up and down a few times, and the change in sensation and the abandoning of her prior slow, soft deliberateness brings you off just that quickly, moaning loudly and thrusting up against her leg, your cock trembling and firing thick ropes of cum all over her luscious leg and the soft, squeezing inside of her knee.\n\nYour mother giggles softly, reaching down and tracing her fingertips through some of your cum, bringing them up to her mouth to lick them clean. "See? Moms can know all sorts of fun different stuff," she coos teasingly, before swinging herself fully on top of you and sitting up. You shudder as her fat, dripping pussy comes to rest against your balls and you can actually feel little rivulets of wetness running from her down across your skin as your still-hard cock juts up at an angle just in front of her crotch. Your mother pokes the tip of her tongue out at you impishly, before her tail loops in and wraps around your shaft, starting to stroke and squeeze it. Whatever small amount of hardness it might have lost after your first load immediately surges back to life at the strange feeling of those coils simultaneously squeezing and tugging and almost milking you.\n\nThen her tail settles right around the root of your cock, all the coils bunching together, the spade teasing and stroking your balls as she angles you into position, lifting herself up and moving into place. You stare at her, trembling in embarrassment overwhelmed by anticipation, your hands moving to grab her wide thighs as she lets the tip of your prick settle between those big, plump pussylips. Then she slides down, engulfing your throbbing, eager, pleading prick inside the cunt that made it. You cum instantly... or try to. Your cock surges hard and your hips thrust up, but her tail squeezes tight around your base and not so much as a drop comes out. Instead you let out a low moan as you feel your load settle back inside you, building larger as she grinds and wiggles atop you.\n\n"I want to save it for something," your succumom coos as she starts bouncing on top of you, her generous ass slapping your thighs as those big hentai tits bounce and wobble above you. You can't really do anything but lay there and let her do as she likes, too overwhelmed by it as she rides your cock and holds back your orgasms, the spade of her tail continuing to rub and stroke your balls as if encouraging them to make bigger and bigger loads that she won't let you spill. And it does feel like your balls are getting bigger, and more full, until you can practically hear them sloshing with the impacts of her ass against them.\n\nYou lose all track of time as your mother rides you like that, bringing you to orgasm again and again but not actually letting you cum, forcing you to store up load after load. You can't think of anything but sex, but fucking your mom, but wanting to finally spill that big fat load. And then suddenly she lifts up fully, sliding your cock out of her before moving forward slightly, her pussy coming to rest against your crotch. She smiles sweetly down at you as her tail's coils expand, covering your full shaft again, and pressing it into the cleft of her ass. She starts shaking her hips and wobbling them, working her asscheeks around your prick even as her tail resumes jerking you off with that sinuous squeezing-tugging-stroking-milking method, her tits shaking right in your face.\n\nYour eyes roll up in your head as you start cumming and just don't stop. Absolute fountains of thick white seed start shooting from your cock, shooting upward and falling back down onto the full, generous curves of her ass, dribbling back down into the cleft to get smeared all over the place by the rubbing of your cock, gradually completely covering her wide wobbling butt with your built-up load. You tremble and shake, mostly mindless with the ongoing orgasm, cumming what feels like at least a gallon as she continues her lewd buttjob-tailjob without pause.\n\nFinally she releases you and slides to one side, leaving you panting and gasping as you try to recover. Then you notice that she's moved down to the floor, settling onto her knees there and stretching her arms way out in front of her like a cat limbering up after a nap, incidentally lifting her ass and showing off your work and how thorougly you've painted her rear with your jizz. She grins over her shoulder and shakes her butt at you, the curves wobbling gently between their glistening glaze of her son's seed. "Well, dear, feel free to go ham on it in other ways," she chirps encouragingly.\n\nSoon you have your cock buried in her ass and are pounding away at her frantically, once more losing yourself completely to the sensation, to the perverse pleasure of seeing your mother's large, obviously well-fucked asshole yield open around your eager prick and engulf you in its soft, yielding but still strong and sweet tightness. You let your tongue loll out like a puppydog in its first rut as you fuck away at her brainlessly, your hips slapping against that big, cum-covered ass and sending impact tremors wobbing through it. There is no room in your head for plans or thoughts or sentience there is only the need to fuck Mommy's ass and fill it as full of cum as you've painted the outside.\n\nAfter that everything sort of melts together... you're not sure if it's the natural hazy indistinctiveness of dreams or just that you've stopped thinking to better indulge your perverse incestuous libido. But you still very clearly remember plenty of sensations... your mother's mouth, even wetter and hotter than her pussy, engulfing your cock, slurping and gulping and washing it, while those same sweet, loving eyes (even if they are glowing purple) you've known your whole life gaze up at you. Her tits, wrapped completely around your cock, engulfing it, sucking it in until you feel like it might be completely absorbed into them, until it feels like your whole body is engulfed in that warm softness. Her pussy pressing down on your mouth, her juices flowing all over your lips and tongue and face as you lick and slurp at her, pressing your face in deeper and deeper until it feels like you could almost return back where you came from.\n\nAnd then at the end just having her body wrapped around you, snuggling you in close, her hand stroking your hair affectionately while you gently thrust into her pussy. "Mmmm, that was wonderful, sweetheart," she purrs in your ear. "Make sure to write in your little journal that you want to play with me again tomorrow night." She pauses briefly, then giggles in your ear and squeezes her pussy firmly around you as she adds in a softer whisper, "Or be <i>really</i> brave and ask me for sex in the real world."\n\nAnd at that you wake up, gasping and snapping your eyes open at the exact moment both your alarm and your cock go off, the former starting to blare its deliberately aggravating tone and the other shooting a very thick load all over the inside of your pajama pants as you twitch and lay there staring at the ceiling in humiliation and arousal. Of course it only gets worse as your actual mother calls, over the sound of the blaring alarm, "Jamie, up now if you want a shower!"\n\n"..." You lift the covers and glance down at your already soaked pajama pants and how they're plastered against your dick. "... Yeah," you call feebly, switching off the alarm and shuffling quickly for the bathroom.\n\nSoon you're trotting downstairs dressed for school, trying your best to forget about the dream instead of the usual opposite. It's still very... vivid, enough so you can't help but blush as you enter the kitchen and see your perfectly normal mother in her usual attire of a thin long-sleeved white shirt and jeans. You glance around... no sight of your dad, he must have left for work already. You settle at the table, your mother walking over and not really paying you any attention, just starting to set things out. She's unselfconsciously standing with her butt right in your face, her bending forward having lifted her shirt just enough to show a swathe of skin including her tailbone, and a bit of the top of her pale purple panties.\n\n"Sleep okay, sweetheart?" she says with an airy, barely-paying-attention tone.\n\n<hr>\n[["... Fine."|QODJ]]\n\n[["... Can I have sex?"|QODJ]]\n\n[["..." [Poke]|QODJ4x2]]

"I could seriously learn magic?!" you blurt.\n\n"Hm, I suppose it makes sense that would be the thing to get your attention... ... sort of," your mother adds in a murmur, frowning as if slightly disappointed. Then she clears her throat as you look at you curiously. "Anyway, sure, I'm pretty certain you have the potential. Although since you have that dream journal... and we need to have a discussion about where <i>that</i> came from, young man..."\n\n"Eheh."\n\n"But since it can provide such a well-controlled dreamscape it would really be better and easier to use that as a place to teach you magic," she continues. "With my help we could stretch time out a great deal and I could essentially direct the learning right into your brain. It could quite possibly allow me to pack years of teaching into a single night."\n\n"... whoa," you murmur, eyes wide.\n\n"So. Again. About where you got it..."\n\n"...... Eheh."\n\nSo yeah you wind up having to tell your mom about the thing with saving the nice (and apparently incredibly wealthy) lady from being hit by a car. As you might have expected she's scared spitless over it and scolds you, but after that she praises you to no end, which is admittedly nice (and admittedly sort of extra nice with her looking so lewd like that... well, and extra cute with the way her tail flicks like a happy cat's). As a bonus, she promises to teach you all the best spells she can think of and not lay any restrictions on how you're allowed to use them (though she does stress again that you need to be careful with how you use them).\n\n"Ah, not to argue, but weren't you kind of... un-careful... with the school secretary?" you point out.\n\nYour mother purses her lips and narrows her eyes at the implication from her child that she might have ever made a suboptimal decision in her life ever, before she simply shrugs. "Well as to that dear, you just have to understand human nature. Even if she was absolutely certain that I'd shocked her over the phone, she'd sound absolutely insane trying to convince other people of that. And since she'd know that, her caution and her own sense of reality would make her reject connecting the two anyway... she'd convince herself that the shock she got was entirely coincidental, static electricity or something."\n\n"... So she'd gaslight herself."\n\n"I think you kids these days call it a 'self-enforcing masquerade' and I'd really rather you use that term."\n\nIn any event, your mother follows up by essentially doing her best to explain the whole 'half-succubus' thing. The short version seems to be that yes, at some point a full succubus or incubus bred into your family line, but that it wasn't your grandmother. Demon genetics apparently tend to stick around as concepts rather than actual chromosomes so much, so once it's in the family it's effectively there forever, producing "half-" no matter how many generations pass. And yes, she confirms, it's possible for it to skip a generation so you and she will need to keep an eye on any of your offspring. Weird thought, but there it is. She mentions that there's some idea that if it doesn't show up for three generations it's probably gone, but she also notes that she has no idea where that concept came from and if there's anything to it, so. \n\nIn any event, your father looks mildly surprised to see your mother 'out' when he arrives home, but otherwise just sort of takes it in stride. You do get the feeling he's sort of waiting for another shoe to drop, but otherwise it's a surprisingly normal evening at home, other than getting a bit more praise from him over the car-saving thing and having pizza for dinner. Before bed your mother informs you of what to write in the dream journal, and you loyally transcribe it onto the next available page (after blushing at reading the apparent autotranscription of the dream you had about her the previous night).\n\nYou fall asleep quickly, and awaken into that slightly dreamlike quality, but this time standing in a dramatic-looking stone chamber, just the sort of thing you'd get if your mind solidified the concept of "sorcerer's keep" into a single room... you're not 100% on details, but then dreams do work like that. You turn back and forth, looking about curiously, then notice that you're wearing something... specifically, black thigh-high stockings with open toes and black shoulder-high fingerless gloves, as well as a little tight black halter top. You yip and blush, reflexively covering yourself, then looking aside at a snicker.\n\n"Well you'll have to forgive me for indulging myself at least just a little bit, sweetheart," your mother coos. You blush, since she's dressed too... except in the sort of outfit that's somehow even more lewd than just being naked would be. In fact she's wearing matching stockings and gloves, the stockings squishing into her thick thighs noticeably at the top. She's also wearing an incredibly tiny little shiny black bikini, the top a pair of triangles that don't quite cover her nipples, the side straps going right along the outside of her breasts and squishing lightly into them. The strings of her tiny little bikini bottoms similarly dig into her generous hips, the little shiny black triangle in front actually not large enough to cover her pussy entirely, showing off the outer sides of the lips and the top of the cleft where her clit peeks out. You notice she's also added some small accessories, like a pair of gold rings around the tips of her horns with small dangling chains and red gems, and a gleaming silvery tongue stud that's visible as she pokes her tongue out at you teasingly.\n\n"Surely you didn't think my instruction would be entirely innocent, did you, mommy's sweet little boy?" she coos, making you blush, before she giggles at her own slight ridiculousness.\n\n"I guess I didn't really think about it," you admit, squirming, but then forcing yourself to stand up straight, revealing your cock now jutting out hard and unhidden in front of you.\n\n"Mm, well, we have about a year of dreamtime to play with, sweetheart, so let's plan on lots of... study breaks," she murmurs, licking her lips. Then she smiles at you as she steps over to your side. "Still, the first thing we should do is get your mana flowing properly. It will involve giving you a sort of 'starter infusion' and opening a few of your channels. And yes, it will carry over into the real world," she adds.\n\n"Wow," you murmur, then nod. "So how do we start?"\n\nShe smirks, then pulls one of the little triangles of her top aside, her huge breast bobbling up and free as you blush. Then your mother tenderly tucks a hand behind your head and urges you in until you just naturally wrap your mouth around her nipple and start to suckle, instinct taking over as you begin nursing. Almost immediately, along with the plumpness of her nipple filling your mouth, there's a flow of something rich and almost creamy, and faintly tingly as it fills your mouth and slips down your throat. You're so captivated by the strangely comforting and pleasurable feeling of nursing liquid mana that you almost don't notice when your mother wraps her hand around your cock and begins stroking gently.\n\nYou let out a moan around her nipple as the pleasure surges through you... but more than that, you can actually feel your cock swelling... not just harder, but very slowly and gradually growing thicker, and longer. Your mother slips her hand down to cup your sack, fondling them expertly with gentle rolls of her palm and rolling come-hither strokes of her fingers, your balls similarly growing slowly but noticeably larger and heavier in her hand.\n\n"A healthy mana flow does tend to involve enlargement of various sexual characteristics," your mother coos as she returns to stroking your shaft, which resumes gently expanding in her hand. "Enough that there are plenty of people who think the size of someone's sexual traits is a direct sign of their magical ability. While I don't necessarily believe that's true in every case... well, I have pretty big batteries, admittedly," she giggles, pressing her huge breast further against your face as you suckle at it.\n\nYou're not sure how long you stand there, nursing mana from your mother's breast as she gently and expertly strokes your cock and fondles your balls, your member growing slowly but steadily larger the entire time. Eventually she steps back, smiling at you as you somewhat dazedly collect yourself and then look down. Yeah you're uh... you're not quite into "monster" size but you're definitely into "porn star" size. Then you jump a little as a glowing pink spell circle appears around the center of your shaft.\n\n"Need to kick-start the mana flow," your mother says cheerfully, putting the hand that she's not using to point to your cock (with a miniature version of the spell circle at the tip of her finger) to her cheek. "This works best."\n\n"What do you HWHOOOOOOOOOA!" you yowl, your eyes rolling and back arching as you instantly cum as if she'd pressed a button. An absolutely immense load comes splattering out of you practically all at once, the channel of your prick bulging along the underside before firing what feels like a bucket of jizz in a single spurt. The next blasts are smaller but each one feels like a mind-scrambling orgasm as you instinctively and mindlessly buck your hips, fucking the spell circle as it makes you cum again and again, until your last spurt is <i>only</i> about the size of your usual daily load.\n\nAbruptly you're standing next to your mother again, relatively clear-headed. You blink and look around, seeing no sign of the load you just spilled, your newly enhanced cock dangling half-hard in front of you. You glance at your mother, who shrugs expansively, making her (now once more "covered") tits wobble. "Dream shift. Saves time. Now, dear, there's four spells I'm going to teach you that a lusty teenager could get the best use out of," she says, holding up four fingers.\n\n"I thought you said I needed to be careful?" you note, despite your excitement.\n\n"And you do! But, well, you've proven you're quite the good boy, so I suppose if you get in over your head I can swoop in and fix things. Just not <i>too</i> often," she notes, lowering three of the fingers and wagging the remaining one at you, before putting them back up. "In any event, those spells are 'Suggestion', 'Pleasure Shock', 'Transformation', and 'Retcon'."\n\n"O... kay," you murmur, blinking. "Some of those are obvious and some... scary?"\n\nYour mother giggles. "'Suggestion' is just what it sounds like, you can make a suggestion to someone. Think of it like the Jedi Mind Trick, except that it works on anyone with less active mana than you," she continues. "Which in your case is going to be just about everyone you encounter normally. Now you can't do <i>anything at all</i> with it, especially at your level of relative inexperience, but let's say that it would be easy enough to, say, make someone ignore your presence, or forget they saw you, or get very turned-on."\n\nWhile you're still turning that amount of power over in your head somewhat dizzily, she continues. "The second one, 'Pleasure Shock', can work as a decent self-defense spell, albeit a thoroughly nonlethal one, which is why I'd prefer to teach you that first. Essentially, it's just what it sounds like, a shock," she says, holding up one hand palm-up, pink lightning briefly playing around her fingertips. "It's a sex demon created spell, so it mingles both pleasure and pain... think of it like a taser you can set the intensity on, but it also makes them cum," she adds with a smirk as you blush again. "Which makes it extra disorienting for the target. Most people aren't set up to process that so it's quite effective."\n\n"And is 'Transformation' what it sounds like?" you ask.\n\n"Yes, indeed. Once you've become practiced enough with it, you can turn pretty much anything into just about anything else... again, within the limits of your mana, and versus your target's mana," she notes. "So yes, it will work on other people. I imagine that you'll only be able to modify someone's body shape or maybe their sex for quite a while... transforming people is a complex and mana-intensive thing, so you won't be turning anyone into a frog for a while, even if it does occasionally get tempting."\n\nYou take a moment to ponder there actually be a day when you could, quite literally, turn someone into a newt for being a jerk (and seeing whether or not they get better), before your mother continues, "And, finally, Retcon. Now, Retcon is a <i>very</i> mana intensive spell," she notes, wagging a hand. "Even with your fairly large battery, I'd say that if you cast a significant Retcon, you probably won't be casting anything else for a couple of days."\n\nYou frown thoughtfully. "So wait, the name implies that it sort of... backdates... something, so what would count as 'significant'?"\n\n"Well, let's say that you did turn someone into a frog, for the sake of argument," she says, continuing to waggle her hand. "You could use Retcon to make everyone remember that they were always a frog. Or rather, since it's impossible for a frog to do all the things a person would, more likely they'd just forget that person entirely and think 'oh, that frog sure has been around a long time'. It's a very convenient spell, but you need to learn to guide it."\n\n"Huuuuh," you muse thoughtfully.\n\n"The thing about Retcon is it basically just takes care of people's memories. The retconned frog, for example, would still have a house and possessions sitting around, just that people would be like 'Huh, whose is that?' A bit more retconning, and free house!" your mother chirps... before clearing her throat. "But probably don't do that. Anyway, simple widespread memory manipulation is easier, in fact it's easy enough that you'd probably recharge in a day or even a few hours," she notes. "And the fewer people who have to have their memories altered the less mana it takes. For example, if you were alone with someone and did something embarrassing like belching or, ahem, some other bodily function, you could use Retcon to make them forget you'd done that like it never happened, and it would probably use barely any mana at all."\n\n"Can I learn Retcon first?" you immediately plead.\n\n"No, dear, all things in time."\n\nAnd so begins your long real dream of learning magic from your succumom. Those four spells aren't the only ones she teaches you, as she goes on to add a fair handful of little charms, hexes, and even full-out spells to your repertoir, many of them with obvious utility for a teenage boy who's not particularly popular at school. As if that weren't a beautiful dream enough, there's all those fun little "study breaks" where the two of you get up to lewd things, your mother easily able to manipulate the environment to provide beds, couches, and other fun accoutrements to your sexual play. As the dream goes on and you've already learned what she thinks you need to know, more and more of the dreamtime is given over to sex, including at one point her giving you a blowjob that seems to last an entire week, your balls just getting steadily more and more full the entire time until she's actually laying on top of them to suck you, and you finally cum enough to fill a small swimming pool. You doubt the two of you could do that in reality even with succubus magic, but in the dream it feels incredibly real (and just plain incredible).\n\nBut eventually you awaken, sitting up in bed and running your fingers sleepily through your hair. The dream strangely feels simultaneously starkly vivid, as if you could remember everything, and is already fading into the back of your mind. You feel a tightness below and look down, and for a moment don't realize why your sleeping pants are so tight even if you do have a morning hardon. Then your readjustment to reality catches up with you: your dick's as big as it was in the dream, not when you went to sleep. Blushing, you manage to wrestle down the waistband and let it spring free, then lay back again as you wrap a hand around it and start stroking. Holy fuck it feels <i>better</i> in reality! Somehow just more solid, and tangible, hot and throbbing in your hand, the sensations somehow both more muted and more intense than the dream ones!\n\n"Jamie, sweetheart, when you're finished jerking off come down to breakfast!" your mother calls.\n\n... Yeah okay some of the new dynamics are going to take some getting used to.\n\nThough things quickly settle into being fairly normal. Though your mother takes to using her succubus form around the house a lot more, other than simply being more blatantly open on sexual matters and mentioning them, she pretty much acts like her same old self. You continue going to school, albeit now you have a bit more confidence... you can defend yourself (if slightly strangely) if anyone actually tries to physically bully you, and between Suggestion and Retcon you can deal with anyone trying other forms of intimidation by just making them go away or simply forget you exist. So really, things get largely back to somewhat normal, just... better. Much better. Until an interesting chance encounter with-\n\n<hr>\n[[-your friend Kevin.|QODJ]]\n\n[[-your friend Maya.|QODJ]]\n\n[[-Kevin's sister Tanya.|QODJ]]\n\n[[-your teacher Ms. Lorne.|QODJ]]\n\n[[-Joshua the bully.|QODJ]]\n\n[[-Sandra the bully.|QODJ]]\n\n[[-your grandmother.|QODJ]]

"GYEEHEE!" your mother squeals and gives a little hop as you poke her right on the tailbone. Of course it's also like you did some weird equivalent of popping open a can of ready-to-bake biscuits, as her tits, hips, and ass all expand instantly, pushing out against her clothing (and tightening her shirt, drawing it up to bare her bellybutton), as well as the tail and horns you saw last night appearing in a way you can only describe as spilling out of her. She whirls to face you, tail lashing as she scowls, purple eyes literally flashing as she shakes a finger scoldingly. "Young man I don't know what you're doing, but you need to-!"\n\nShe pauses as she notices how intently you're staring... at her head. Her eyes flick side to side, apparently picking up the tips of her horns, before flicking downwards to her oversized tits and stretched shirt... which wobble as she straightens up and puts a hand alongside her cheek. "Well, darn."\n\n"Succubus," you say faintly, pointing at her.\n\n"Yes, dear, I do think you've gone and established that," she says with a sigh as she rests her hands on her encurvated hips, cocking them a bit to one side, showing off the glowing tattoo now peeking over the waistband of her jeans. "It's more like 'half succubus' although that's a bit of an odd distinction and takes a fair bit of metaphysical explaining I'm not sure your brain is currently running on enough cylinders to handle."\n\n"... Huh," you say, still faintly. Then your face turns red. "So that... uh... that was... ... real?"\n\n"No, sweetheart, it was a dream," she assures you. Then pauses and glances aside, following up with, "Well, alright, it was a dream that I was actively participating in. So while we didn't <i>physically</i> have sex we effectively mentally had sex. So it was real that much." She looks back at you, then reaches out and pats your practically scalding red cheek. "It's fine, honey, I was probably going to lose my resolve and fuck you eventually someday."\n\n"Oh," you murmur. "... uh... does Dad know...?"\n\n"Yes, dear, of course he knows. Well he doesn't know about the dream last night since I didn't mention it to him... yet... but he does know about this," she adds, poking her horns with her index fingertips. \n\n"... Does Will know?" you ask, referring to your older brother, with a somewhat more annoyed tone.\n\n"Eh-hem." Your mother clears her throat, obviously seeing your annoyance and the reason for it, and waffling for a moment before she admits, "Will's known for quite a long time, dear. He was more... inquisitive... and wound up discovering enough to necessitate telling him. Frankly I always kept expecting him to manifest fully," she adds under her breath, pursing her lips just a bit. "But no, despite displaying some lowkey incubus traits, he never came out all the way. ... Biologically."\n\nYou guess that answers the question of if Will inherited it and you didn't. Although that prompts you to ask, "So I'm not...?"\n\n"No, dear, if you were going to manifest any sex demon traits you would have by your sixteenth birthday. Honestly I was quite hopeful, but..." She lifts her hands in a shrug, causing a wobble in those massive tits, before she gives a soft 'hm'. "I suppose this is something that necessitates spending a day together. I better call you out of school."\n\nYou nod numbly. You... definitely need some time to process this information. You watch somewhat numbly as your mother... not bothering to revert to her human experience... takes out her cell phone and taps the contact for the school before tucking it under her horn to put it to her pointed ear. "Yes, hello, this is Joanna Kinsington, my son Jamie won't be in today." She pauses briefly, then frowns and takes the phone away from her face to look at it. "Because he's my kid and I said so," she declares in a frosty tone, aiming her other index finger at the screen and firing a little crackle of pink lightning into it, a loud yelp emerging from the speakers before she taps the disconnect button. "Honestly." She slips the phone back into her pocket, then purses her lips a bit at your grin. "... Do as I say, not as I do."\n\n"Pretty sure we just got finished establishing I can't do that anyway."\n\n"Hm, right, point," your mother acknowledges, cupping her chin. "Although it's entirely likely you can still learn magic. Of course most of the magic I'd have to teach you is the lewd variety, and you'd need to be careful with that, buster," she adds, shaking a finger at you scoldingly as you blush again. "You don't have the same sort of protections and fallbacks a sex demon like me has, you need to be more careful! For one thing you don't have control over your virility!"\n\n"... right," you squeak out, shrinking a bit under her gaze, and blushing even more.\n\n"Mm. That's right. ... Although if I wound up a grandma nice and early it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world," she adds under her breath low enough that you're fairly certain you weren't meant to hear. She clears her throat again, then folds her arms under her massive mammaries. "Alright, so, that said, we have a day together to adjust to this little bit of knowledge. How shall we start...?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You want to hear more about this whole thing.|QODJ]]\n\n[[You want to learn magic!|QODJ4x3]]\n\n[[... You wanna fuck for real.|QODJ]]

"I guess I could meet the other kids around here?" you venture. "If you wanted to introduce me, Maya!"\n\nThat seems to perk her up a bit, at least in that you're not ditching her for the day, and she nods. "Sure, I know a bunch of them! Right after breakfast we'll head into town and I'll show you where everyone hangs out!"\n\nAnd when she says 'after breakfast' she means it, getting up from the table and heading for the door with you scurrying to catch up. Mom barely manages to stop her and give you two a standard Mom Warning about being careful and repeating the warnings she gave yesterday, but it does result in her giving you both a bit of money before you leave.\n\n"Don't count on that happening often," Maya confides in you as the two of you walk through warm, heavy air that seems to carry the thrum of cicadas so heavily that the sound's almost like a physical sensation on your skin. "Mom's pretty stingy with the pocket money usually during the summer. But I mean, it's not just her, all the adults are like that."\n\n"Oh? How come?" you ask curiously.\n\n"I think it's partly because all the dads and like half the grandpas are gone, so they feel they've gotta be more... what's the word, frugal?" Maya ventures, before shrugging her pale bare shoulders. (You notice she smells <i>really</i> coconutty, you wonder if Mom does that or if Maya just really doesn't want to get a tan.) "But also it's probably to stop us from going crazy and buying a ton of stuff, both so they don't have to deal with the sugar rush and so that the store doesn't get sold out of stuff, they don't get restocks that often up here," she notes.\n\nMakes sense to you, you guess. Soon you're back on main street of the town you drove through yesterday (not that there's much more to it than main street). On the way in the two of you pass a respectable-looking older fellow sitting in a chair on the covered porch of one of the shops... the sign has become unreadable with age, and apparently it's not relevant to kid interests since Maya doesn't say anything, though she does wave at him and receive a wave in return. As you go, Maya points out places... most of them either closed for the summer (this has apparently turned into more of a winter resort town despite the coastal location, but people come for the hot springs when it's cold) or fairly run-down. "That's the convenience store, it's basically the store in town to get everything at unless you wanna drive to the city. That's the junk store... well, Mom says it's an 'antique store' but it's full of junk," she adds in a mild confidential whisper. "It's mostly boring adult stuff like furniture and signs and things but every so often you can find something cool there so if you're real bored and have some pocket money it's an okay place to rummage around in sometimes, the older kid that runs the shop is pretty nice about that."\n\n"Huh, neat," you observe.\n\n"That's the pizza parlor," Maya adds, gesturing at a red brick building, with you perking up a bit at the smell of garlic and hot pepperoni even this early in the morning. "It's one of the only places besides the convenience store that's got ready-to-eat food so you'll be eating lunch there a lot unless you wanna go all the way home, Mom will usually at least give you a dollar for a slice. They have video games and other stuff too."\n\n"Oh neat! Is that where everyone hangs out?" you ask eagerly.\n\nMaya sighs at that. "Nah, the lady that runs it won't let you stay much past finishing your food unless you show you're gonna spend some actual money in there. You gotta order at least a whole medium pizza before she'll let you hang out for a few hours, or a large pizza for the whole day. Usually for that at least a couple of us have to pool our money, and everyone's usually got other stuff they'd rather spend it on."\n\n"Huh. 'Kay."\n\n"Everyone actually hangs out there," Maya continues as you pass slightly out of town, and approach a low-fenced park area with some basic playground equipment scattered around. "It's kind of a lame kiddy place I know," Maya says with the sniff of a kid who's old enough to disdain being seen as a kid. "But it's what we've got, since no one ever really chases us out, and it's kept up pretty good."\n\nYou can indeed see a fair few kids hanging around, most of them more just sort of idly occupying pieces of equipment than actively playing... everyone's probably still digesting breakfast and waking up, after all. All the same Maya leads you over to the dome-shaped climbing bars, the sort of dashing-looking blonde boy about your age quickly clambering down from where he'd been sitting atop it in king-of-the-world fashion. "Jamie, this is Kevin. He's sort of the ringleader around here, since his family owns the convenience store."\n\n"Hey, can't you at least give me some credit for organizing fun stuff to do?!" Kevin protests, sticking out his tongue at Maya when she holds a hand up and wobbles it around. She's grinning though so it looks like she's mostly just teasing him. "Hiya, Jamie! I'm Kevin, though just Kev is fine! Or you can even call me 'Boss' if you wanna like some of the guys do!"\n\n"No one does that," Maya stage-whispers to you, prompting Kevin to stick out his tongue again.\n\n"But yeah I guess it's true my family does own the convenience store," Kevin allows. "Right now they're making my older sister work the counter all on her own and she's pretty ticked about it, and she's not bothering to hide it since she doesn't care about getting hired. Unfortunately she's also the one that you'll have to go through if you wanna make any extra cash... the store buys up recyclable litter you pick up, and sometimes people leave like odd jobs and stuff that kids can do with her. Just don't let her get to you if you go in."\n\n"Uhhhh... okay!" you answer, resolving not to worry about it if you don't have to. (Man being a kid is awesome.)\n\n"Oh, Dean's actually out today," Maya suddenly says, snagging you by the wrist and hauling you away quickly, to Kevin's obvious consternation. She hurries you over to where a slight, pale boy with platinum blonde hair and gray eyes (giving him the slightly odd appearance of almost being in black & white even though this is real life), and says, "Jamie, this is Dean. He's into all sorts of fun gaming stuff with weird dice."\n\n"Um, uh, h-hi," Dean says nervously, smiling shyly and brushing a fingertip against the corner of his mouth, eyes downcast. "N-nice to meet you."\n\n"And this is Gideon," Maya says as a black-haired boy in a black hooded sleeveless t-shirt and fairly short cutoffs steps up, grinning and raising his hand in greeting. "He'd probably be the 'Boss' if he wasn't so lazy."\n\n"I like to think I'm more 'relaxed'," Gideon says cheerfully. "Besides, poor Kevin would be beside himself if he didn't feel like he was taking charge."\n\n"Hey!" comes the call from back towards the climbing dome.\n\n"Over there on the bench are Constance and Purity," Maya continues, pointing over to a bench where a pair of identical brown-haired girls are sitting, only distinguishable by one wearing a blue skirt with her white blouse and red glasses frames while the other is wearing a red skirt and silver-rimmed glasses, both of them with their gazes fixed intently on books. "They're pretty nice, though they're always reading weird stuff and wanting to try it out, so watch out if they corner you."\n\n"Huh. Oh hey, who's that?" you ask, pointing to a well-dressed girl with strawberry blonde hair in a braid, who's off in a corner of the park apparently just playing with her phone.\n\nMaya rolls her eyes and makes a bit of a face. "Oh that's Sandra. She's kinda mean, sort of a bully," she continues, dropping her voice to a whisper. "She's not even from here, she's staying the summer like you. I think she's staying at that big fancy house up on the cliff Mom mentioned, but not with her parents, the lady that owns it is a relative or something."\n\n"Huh," you repeat, then glance around. "Is this everybody?"\n\n"Nah, some people aren't here," Kevin says as he comes over. "There's at least five or six more guys that show up pretty regularly, but they may not have gotten here for the summer yet or whatever. Plus the older kids usually aren't around until the afternoon, a lot of them like to sleep in and won't show up until at least lunchtime. Some of them are cool, others, enh, not so much."\n\n"Oh, and there's Cyan," Maya adds, wagging a finger, before grinning ruefully. "But she's almost as much of a shutin as Roma. She's always in her room playing games and working on her art. Though I hear that if you can send her good inspiration for her art, she'll do a piece for you or reward you some other way," she notes, taking out her phone and tapping at it. "Here, lemme send you her number."\n\nHm? Did you have a smartphone? ... Yeah duh of course, everyone has a smartphone! You take it out and receive the contact, though you notice the image is of some art of a tan blonde woman with white and gold horns instead of a photo.\n\n"Probably don't bother her if you don't have either art inspiration or a tip for a game or something, she might get annoyed and block you," Maya advises.\n\n"'Kay, got it."\n\n"Oh, and there's Sheba," Kevin adds in an interested tone. \n\nMaya snorts. "I don't think this 'Sheba' of yours even exists, Kevin."\n\n"She does, she totally does! It's not just that I've seen her," Kevin protests, waving his hands back towards town. "She came in with a ton of bottles and stuff and talked to Tanya! That's where I asked her name!"\n\n"Oh, if Tanya saw her to I guess she might be real," Maya allows, Kevin huffing. At your confused look, she grins. "Kevin insists there's a super pretty girl who lives on the beach and has <i>dog ears</i>."\n\n"I mean they looked like dog ears," Kevin grumbles, Gideon looking amused and Dean looking further sheepish. "When I saw her there. I guess it was kind of way off in the distance. But she was wearing this big poofy hat in the store!" he hurries to add. "Maybe that was to hide them!"\n\n"Or she just likes hats," Gideon offers with a grin, Kevin giving him a betrayed look and clasping his chest as if stabbed in the heart. "Anyway she never comes to hang out and I've never seen her when I've been to the beach."\n\n"No one has. She either doesn't exist or she's super shy," Maya says. "Either way you're not likely to find her."\n\n"Oh, though someone you can usually find is Sima," Gideon speaks up, most of the other kids perking up a bit. "She's almost always up at the school, even if it's closed, though sometimes she comes down to the shops. Sima's really cool, she can help you with all sorts of things."\n\n"For a price," Maya cautions. "Though usually it's just something like she wants you to bring her a book she hasn't read or maybe play a game with her or something. If you forgot to get a dollar for lunch or something you can usually run up to the school and she'll give you one if you can tell her a joke she hasn't heard or something."\n\n"Huh! She sounds cool!"\n\n"She's pretty cool yeah," Kevin agrees. "So, Jamie, you're new so whoever you wanna hang out with will probably be cool with it!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Hang out with Kevin.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Hang out with Dean.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Hang out with Gideon.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Hang out with the twins.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Approach Sandra.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Go looking for Sheba.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Go meet Sima.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Searching for stuff to inspire Cyan sounds fun.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Let's all go to the pizza place!|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Just hang around until afternoon.|QODJSum]]

"I... guess you could have like an instant marriage to someone else?" you say slowly, looking over at her.\n\n"... Eh?" That seems to confuse her a bit, and she darts a glance over at you. "What do you mean?"\n\n"I mean... well, everyone, but definitely my brother, he's just kind of assuming that you'll marry him before he's even definitely asked you, right?" You squirm a little as she nods, eyes flitting towards you, her face saying she isn't quite convinced of where you're going. "It's a big part of why he lives like he does... the apartment, the car, all of it, instead of saving and living more cheaply. So like... what if you just showed up tomorrow married to someone else? Even flashing a wedding ring at him."\n\n"..." Slowly, Katrina's lips curl into a smile that you're not sure if you'd call 'wolfish' or 'wicked'. "Da. Da, my name is on the lease, which I can withdraw at any time if it changes... such as by marriage. He would know for certain that he will now never get his hands on my money if he saw the ring upon my finger, and a new husband at my side. Very good thinking, Jamie, very good." She's quiet for a few moments, then pulls the car into a parking lot and settles it into a space, turning it off before turning in her seat to look at you. "It should be you."\n\n"H-huh?" you squeak, eyes widening.\n\n"If I pick out any random fellow from the street, William will know I am only doing it to hurt him and the impact will be less. Plus this is risking punishing myself even if it is just for a day or two, da? But as I said... you are a good boy. And you are his brother. I have known you for years now... it is more plausible we could become lovers, and would be much more of a slap to his face."\n\n"But... I'm just a teenager...!" you protest, feeling a bit faint.\n\n"You had birthday recently at start of summer, da?" At your tentative nod, she smiles again. "You are legal age here in Deviville, I have reviewed local marriage laws previously in preparing for mine to William. You do not even need parental consent. I know a legal clerk at courthouse who will file the papers for us once I send him all the details, we can find a chapel and be married in time to have a late supper as man and wife."\n\n"Buh-buh-buh-buh..."\n\n"Help me with this, Jamie," she pleads in a firm tone, reaching over to take one of your hands and squeeze it. "You promised me, after all. And you will have nothing to fear with me as your bride, I swear it."\n\n<hr>\n[[O-okay.|QOBro5x2]]\n\n[[You... you can't!|QOBro5ax1]]

This is... definitely not how you imagined your marriage proposal going. Perhaps you're just an old-fashioned teenager, but among other things you pictured yourself doing the proposing. Still, maybe you're just overwhelmed, or maybe it's sitting this close to Katrina and seeing how pretty she is and smelling how good she smells and the fact that you've spent months being pissed off at your brother for betraying her, but you find yourself saying "Y-yeah... yeah, okay, I'll marry you."\n\n"Wonderful! Good!" Katrina beams. "We will go to mall after all, yes? It is not where I planned to do my marriage shopping but this will be a somewhat rushed engagement, hm?" Snickering, she guides the car into the mall parking lot. "I will tell your mother you are spending the night with your brother and myself, and your brother I am spending the night at a girlfriend's. Tomorrow, we will confront him, but for now..." She comes around the car once the two of you have gotten out, pulling her wallet out of her purse, then giving you several hundreds from it. "Here. Even if it is a quick wedding, you should still have nice pants and jacket. You go buy them, while I attend to other things. We will meet at this entrance."\n\nNodding dazedly, you head into the mall alongside your... well, your fiancee, whereupon she quickly departs on her own missions. You numbly head for the store that does suits and such things, almost immediately being pounced on by a salesman. "Hello there! What could I help you with?"\n\n"Um. Hi. I need a jacket and pants... for a wedding," you add a little lamely. You don't say that it's <i>your</i> wedding, since you're pretty sure that'd get you an odd look at the very least.\n\n"Oh, are you sure it wouldn't be better to go with a proper suit, or even a tuxedo...?" he asks, obviously hoping for a bigger commission.\n\n"N-no, it's sort of a spur-of-the-moment little wedding and it's happening tonight so I kind of need it as soon as possible," you manage to blurt in a rush.\n\n"Oh I seeeee, in that case let's find you a jacket and pants that are a close enough match and already sized close to properly, and a shirt and tie, and I'll get a rush on everything."\n\n"Th-thanks."\n\nA bit later you walk out of the store in your new attire, blushing and wondering if other people think you're weird for walking around the mall wearing a suit (well, jacket and pants with formal shirt and tie, as the salesman was very insistent about referring to the whole getup. Apparently if it's not all made together it's heresy or something to call it a suit.) You make your way back to the entrance, and actually aren't waiting that long before there's a call of "Jamie!" You turn and spot Katrina hurrying towards you... she's wearing the same white turtleneck, but has switched out the black slacks for a white full-length skirt that sways around with her every step. You blush more brightly as she grins and snags your hand, tugging you along. "Come, everything's ready. I've found a small chapel nearby with everything we need, and what they do not have, I have bought for us."\n\nAnd so that's how you find yourself, twenty minutes later, standing in front of a youngish man in robes who gives a short speech. You don't exactly have any vows prepared, and you doubt you'd be able to get through them if you did, so quite soon you and Katrina are slipping gold rings on each other's fingers and saying "I do." You don't even remember getting back in the car, but you find yourself on the road again. "Oh, um, where are we going now...?" you ask a little faintly.\n\n"To nicest hotel in town's honeymoon suite, of course," Katrina chirps, grinning at you brightly, but also with a bit of that wolf smirk in it. "Where else would I stay after getting married?"\n\n"O-oh." Your brain doesn't really know what to do that, so chooses to refuse processing it at all. Instead you just remain silent through the rest of the ride, and the check-in, and the elevator ride upstairs. The suite... is very big, and very nice, including a large area for entertaining and relaxing that even features a white piano. As Katrina excuses herself to pop into the restroom (which you bet is super fancy as well), you nervously take off your jacket and tie, mostly because they were starting to feel particularly stifling. For lack of anything better to do with them, you carefully drape them over the back of a chair. You're just trying to decide if it's okay to take off your shoes as well when you hear Katrina call "Jamie" again, this time more softly.\n\nYou turn, and your eyes widen at the sight. Katrina is standing framed in the bathroom door, smiling at you. The turtleneck and dress are gone... instead she's wearing nothing but lingerie. White, lacey, obviously bridal lingerie. The bra shows off her full breasts, pale pink nipples faintly visible through the mesh of the lace on the front of the cups, her cleavage lightly accented by some frills along the tops of the cups. Her waist is hugged by the frill-trimmed garter belt, the straps of it snipped to the translucent, lace-topped white stockings sheathing her legs. The white satin panties sit low on her hips, the folds of the cloth shifting a bit as she sashays towards you.\n\n"It is our wedding night, after all," she coos as she leans in to drape her arms around your shoulders, head coming in closer and closer, until her soft, glossed lips press to yours in a kiss.\n\n<hr>\n[[Kiss her back.|QOBro5x3]]\n\n[[Stand there in shock.|QOBro5bx1]]

You really want more of Shep's cock. In fact you kind of want to get a closer look at it instead of just a really close feel of it like usual. You slip back some and gently urge Shep onto his back, angling in to put your face close to his already thickened sheath. Resting your hand on it, feeling how soft and warm it is and feeling his cock inside, you begin rubbing and stroking at it, shivering in excitement as that long, red, glistening prick begins sliding free. You lean in a bit more and, almost before you think about it, have slid your mouth over that tip, swirling your tongue around it as Shep's unsheathing prick slides further and further between your lips all on its own. Shep's tail sweeps back and forth on the bed, his tongue lolling out as you suck on his cock.\n\nClosing your eyes, wanting to focus on the sensations of the dock cock in your mouth, you begin bobbing your head as Shep's shaft slips fully out of his sheath. You shift a hand down to start playing gently with his fuzzy balls, imagining them filled with the cum he's been pumping into you all day. Shep continues panting audibly, the sound clearly canine and reminding you, as if the pointed tip pressing against your throat and the slick surface under your tongue didn't, that you're sucking off a dog. Your own cock twitches as you start pushing forward, gagging softly before you can manage to get Shep's cock to start sliding down your throat. The bulge of his knot begins to swell as you get more and more of his shaft down your throat with every bob of your head, and soon your lips are pressed right up against the thick ball of it. Shifting your hand from his balls to his knot, you start squeezing it gently as you slide your mouth up and down Shep's glistening shaft. Eventually it swells in your hand, and Shep begins pumping another voluminous doggy load, this time filling your mouth with it and leaving you to swallow.\n\nAlmost the moment you've pulled your mouth back and started trying to catch your breath, Shep has leapt to all fours and begun bumping his head at you. Obediently you get onto hands and knees, being a good little bitch-boy as your canine lover eagerly mounts up, thrusting a few times against you before his cock finds your by now experienced asshole and thrusts deep inside. You moan eagerly at the now familiar sensation of being filled with the dog's prick as he starts thrusting into you, making your own stiff teenage prick sway beneath you as he pounds your ass, stroking that glistening inhuman length into you again and again, rocking you against the bed until finally that swollen knot shoves deep inside you and bulges up, setting off your own orgasm that sprays long ropes of cum across the sheets.\n\nOnce Shep's deflated enough to pull out of you, he draws back and leans his head down, licking at himself a bit as he takes at least a few moments to rest. You know he'll be ready to go again in a few minutes at most, though... he seems practically tireless! You consider a little as you watch him, then blush at a somehow even more wicked idea. You snag several of the pillows and make a stack with them, then roll over to lay on your back with the pillows under your lower back, lifting your ass into the air. Pulling back on your legs to fully bare your cum-smeared, well-fucked asshole, you murmur, "Here Shep, here boy!"\n\nThe dog's ears quirk, and he tilts his head, as if not quite getting why you're not on all fours to proffer your ass. He pads over and leans in, and you gasp as his broad doggy tongue laps over your exposed pucker and your balls. After a minute or so of licking you, he seems to feel he's still got a shot and jumps forward, obviously trying to mount. His forepaws wind up on either side of your head, but the tip of his prick winds up just where you wanted it, at your ass. Whatever his confusion about the position, he obviously understands that and thrusts forward, shoving most of his glistening red rocket into you in one go. You moan, letting go of your legs and instead wrapping them around Shep's body, reaching up to run your hands over his fur as he starts fucking you. You find it's not quite as good as being on all fours and taken like the bitch he clearly thinks you are... but in this position there's no mistake, your arms and legs wrapped around that canine body, the feeling of his furry belly brushing your balls, his lolling tongue dripping on your face... and of course, the sight of a dog above you, thrusting and fucking away at your eager asshole. If there was any chance that you weren't completely into being fucked by dogs, the sight above you has removed it. You give yourself completely over to your adoration for dog dick as Shep shoves your knot in you, making you spurt cum all over your own chest and face.\n\nAnd so the rest of spring break passes with you watching over Shep... feeding him, walking him, and letting him fuck you pretty much whenever and wherever he wants. (You do draw the line at doing it out on the street despite him urging you a few times... though the temptation is there.) Eventually your time together draws to an end, and you get the message from Jack that he'll be home that evening. You spend the day cleaning up the house, and quadruple-checking that there's no potential evidence of your activities of the week. Shep, as if sensing that you're worried or upset... or perhaps just wondering why you haven't let him fuck you at all today... follows you around whining a bit and nosing at your hip. It's getting kind of hard to take, on multiple levels... you bite your lower lip as you look at him, then glance at the clock. Maybe there's time...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Try for a quick one.|QODS]]\n\n[[Best not to.|QODS2x2]]

You are a fifteen-year-old (sixteen in a few days) girl named Jameson. Jamie for short. You're average in most ways... a little below average height, average brown hair that's just a bit shaggy and shoulder-length, maybe slightly scrawnier than average build but not by much. You're not in any special clubs or activities in school, most of your teachers know you as that smart girl that reads instead of doing her classwork, and most of your schoolmates know you as "that loser girl that's not even worth picking on". So you're not overly picked-on, but you don't have many friends either.\n\nYou're on break from school, and the weather is nice out, warm and clear. Despite not being the most social creature in the world, you find thoughts of your vacation dominated by who you're going to spend it with. Who are you going to spend your first day of your break with?\n\n[[Your friend Maya|QGMayaStart]] - Maya is one of your few longtime friends, you've known her since you were both small children. You used to have an enormous girlcrush on her older sister Baal.\n\n[[Your friend Kevin|QGKevStart]] - You're not entirely sure how you became friends with Kevin some years back, it just sort of happened. He's a great friend to have, though, among other things because his family's mildly loaded. (And he's kinda cute.)\n\n[[Spend time with family|QGFamStart]] - It's not like you're some mostly-grown college kid, spending most of the summer hanging out with your own family isn't lame! ... Right? .......... Right?\n\n[[Look for a job|QGJobStart]] - Admittedly, you don't exactly have a lot of marketable skills, but there's always someone looking for warm bodies.\n\n[[Just waste it|QGSchoolStart]] - You're a teenage girl. One who doesn't like to take a lot of risks or rock the boat. Wasting your entire vacation wiling it away with games and movies and nonsense until it's school time before you've even really realized it is wholly in character.

You decide to plant an oysterberry. You select a patch of the garden plot and spend a little while going through it, scooping out the rocks to make sure nothing interferes with the growing plant.<<set $energy -= 1>> <<if $obseed > 0>>You take the oysterberry seed you already have and tuck it into the ground, then pat the earth down on top of it.<<set $obseed -= 1>><<endif>><<if $obseed is 0>>"Amooya, could I have an oysterberry seed please?"\n\n"Of course, Master! I'll take 20 FD out of the account to pay for it," she replies, plucking a little round white seed out of her belt and passing it to you.<<set $fd -= 20>>\n\nYou tuck the oysterberry seed into the earth and pat it down.<<endif>><<set $cropgrowing to true>><<set $cropsgrowing += 1>><<if $oysterberrygrowing2 is true>><<set $oysterberrygrowing3 to true>><<endif>><<if $oysterberrygrowing1 is true>><<set $oysterberrygrowing2 to true>><<endif>><<if not $oysterberrygrowing1>><<set $oysterberrygrowing1 to true>><<endif>> It should be ready in the morning.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $cropsgrowing is 3>>The plot is full, you can't grow anything else today.<<else>><<if $energy is 0>>You could plant something else, [[but...|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Plant something else.|FGWGardenRepeat]]<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n<<if $energy is 0>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

You're guessing you might wind up doing some annoying fetch quest in order to get the Snorlax moved, but oh well... better than walking down the road for days and days and days. You're not sure how to find this mysterious person who was considering waking the Snorlax, since all Joi told you was basically that it's a "she", but you're guessing you can just wander around the area until you find them.\n\nAaaand you do. For the next several hours. Eventually, driven by the sunk cost fallacy and just not wanting to be at this all day, you dare to venture a bit into some woods near the road despite Joi's warning. But not long after you have, you soon spot a purple backpack dotted with, among other things, a bunch of Pokeballs dangling from the various zippers like keychain decorations. Approaching a bit closer and not seeing anyone around, you call "Hello?"\n\n"Hup!"\n\nYou jump in surprise and whirl around at the sound of a light thump on the ground from behind you, turning to see a girl a few years older than you stretching her arms out over her head after apparently dropping from where she'd been sitting on a branch. She's slim and very pretty, with the sort of clear, pristine face you'd more expect to see at the Popular Girls table at lunch rather than climbing a tree. Her hair is black but dyed in multiple shades and streaks of purple, done up in a pair of loose braids draped forward over her shoulders, and topped with a white cap with a bright purple lining of the brim. Most of her clothes are purple too... the choker with its little pendant (that you're fairly certain is a gym badge), her sports bra-style top, her windbreaker that she's let slip off her pretty bare shoulders, the thick soles of her white sneakers. About the only things that aren't purple are the tight shiny shorts she's wearing (with white belts and straps, some of them decorated with more badges) and her socks, which are both black.\n\n<img src="images/Plum.jpg">\n\n"Hey there, s'up!" she chirps cheerfully, fluffing her braids a bit from underneath. "Is it me you're looking for?" she adds in a teasing tone.\n\n"... um... yeah..." you practically whisper. She's exactly the sort of girl you're second worst at dealing with... really pretty and really extroverted.\n\n"Aw, don't be shy! After all, you came looking for me and you found me. Congrats I guess," she adds with a wink of one purple eye. Then she cups her chin and looks you up and down. "Hmmm, let me guess... you're a late bloomer on his first Pokemon journey, and you don't want to be on the road for days and days to reach the next town. You heard I'd been considering waking the Snorlax and you came to find me to ask pretty please with diced fruit on top to come do it."\n\n"Uh... y-yeah. I mean... also I'm... looking for my friend," you manage after a moment. "We got separated, and I was told a Pokemon journey would be the best way to find him. ... so..."\n\n"Aw, that's super sweet!" she chirps, with only a little bit of a teasing tone, which still makes you want to crawl under a rock and die. Well, you probably would even if there were no teasing tone. "Okay, well, my name's Plum. ... You arrrre...?" she prompts, eyes twinkling.\n\n"... Jamie..."\n\n"Okay, Jamie, let's go have a look at the Snorlax then and see if he is to be moved," she chirps, stooping a bit to scoop up her backpack and settle it on one shoulder before setting off at a brisk pace, leaving you scrambling a bit to catch up with her.\n\nSoon the two of you are back at the Snorlax, and Plum gives a little 'hmmmm'. "Yup, just as I left him. Means he's definitely not going to be moving on his own any time this year. Well, guess you want me to move him by playing the Pokeflute, huh?" Plum asks, giving you a bit of a smirk.\n\n"Y-yeah, if you've got one," you agree, nodding quickly.\n\n"Oh no, he's got it."\n\n"... Huh?"\n\n"Oh gosh you really don't know, that's super cute." Eyes twinkling again, Plum turns towards you and leans down some to look you in the eye... between those platform sneakers and her long legs, she's a fair bit taller than you. "See, the thing about 'playing the Pokeflute to wake up Snorlax' is, it's sooort of a sanitized version of the proper way to do it," she says in a low tone. "Sure, there are flutes that a kid can play badly enough that it rouses the Snorlax and they either storm off or attack, but the <i>real</i> way to do it, and then catch yourself a Snorlax nice and easy, is to play... <i>that</i> Pokeflute," she says, angling her eyes to the side and pointing.\n\nYou blink, following the line of her finger... and go red as you realize she's pointing at that hefty sheath and balls. "... um..."\n\n"Get him to spill a few loads and the Snorlax will stay asleep, but his energy will be depleted and you can catch him in a Pokeball. No muss, no fuss, instant Pokemon capture. Now, if you want me to go ahead and do it right now, so you can get by, welllll I'm not too opposed... but I think it's obvious we'd need to come to a little arrangement," she chirps.\n\n"A-arrangement?" you stammer, your mind still reeling from the fact that she's basically offering to masturbate a Pokemon for you.\n\n"Look, it's obvious you don't know your Pokedex from your pecker, cutie," she says in a gentle tone, patting you on the head as it slumps forward, your face red again. "So I'll tell you what. I'll 'play the Pokeflute', but after that you'll become my... student."\n\n"S-student?"\n\n"Well, say 'slave'," Plum says with a giggle, your eyes widening. "But I actually will coach and mentor you, and make sure you can start earning badges! In fact, consider me like 'cheat mode'... I'll temp-trade you some of my Pokemon so you can use them in gym battles. I'll teach you the best ways to make money in matches and other stuff on the road, give you pointers for battling, and of course teach you all the stuff you obviously don't know at all. In return, you'll do <i>whatever</i> I say, whether it's in coaching mode or 'extracurricular activities' mode." While you're still processing that, Plum shrugs and continues. "Or I can just give you some pointers on getting Snorlax off yourself."\n\n"W-wha?!" you squeak.\n\n"I wouldn't mind, consider that a freebie," she chirps, tucking her hands into her jacket pockets and winking at you. "Orrrr I guess we could do it together." \n\n"... um..."\n\n"I mean, that'd mean you were pretty cool, maybe we'll wind up friends! Or at least with some sort of verb modifier in front of a word for friends," Plum says with a little snicker, then rolls her eyes at your blank look. "Aaaanyway, whatcha wanna do, cutie? Let me do it? You do it? Or shall we tag team this fella?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Ask her to.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[You guess you will.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[Do it together.|QOPoke]]\n\n[[... You'll take the long way.|QOPoke]]

"Y'know, I've been thinking that the basement might be nice if it was, y'know... furnished and sort of nice and stuff?" you venture.\n\n"Oh sure, we can do that for 300, or rather I can provide Amooya with all the materials. She'll be able to polish and seal the floor, fix all the cracks, put in some new lighting. It'll be a nice space to add some other stuff into gradually, as well as just hang out." Hopita taps some things on her tablet, then hms. "Are you sure you've got everything out of it you want, though?"\n\n"Huh?"\n\n"Well, part of how Amooya works so fast is that she gets super focused and just bulls through everything, if you'll pardon the pun. So if you haven't gone through everything down there and found anything of use, it's likely to get discarded or whatever. I <i>can</i> send someone over with the stuff who'll do a quick look-through and find anything of value, but it'd double the cost."\n\nYou make a face at that. "Double?!"\n\n"Hey, like I said, she works fast, I'll have to send someone really speedy to do it! Up to you, though."\n\nYou consider. <<if not $basementsearchcompleted>>You have the feeling that there might be some stuff down there you've missed.<<else>>You're pretty sure you've gotten everything out of the basement.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\nJust have the basement done - <<if $fd >= 300>>[[300 FD|FGWFurnishBasement1]]<<else>>300 FD<<endif>>\n\nHave the basement searched too - <<if $fd >= 600>>[[600 FD|FGWFurnishBasement2]]<<else>>600 FD<<endif>>\n\n[[Maybe later, then.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Whatever other thoughts you might have on the matter have decided they're off the clock right now. Without another word or a second thought you move forward, wrapping a hand around the base of your cock to help you guide it, pressing it up against the soft pink pucker being displayed to you, feeling how slick and hot it is as it yields slightly under even that bit of pressure. You push just a little harder and your cockhead sinks right into that waiting soft, gripping hole, Joi letting out a particularly sweet moan as you sink more and more of yourself inside of him.\n\nThat fog of desire and pleasure just settles more firmly around your brain at the feel of that slicked-up tightness sheathing you, and grabbing his waist you start pumping in hard and fast, panting softly as you do, some animal rutting instinct taking over and leaving you driving yourself into him without shame or reservation. Joi's moans and squeals only ramp up, his hips bucking back towards you. Your hips slap against his pert girly ass, and your balls slap against his, making his long, slender cock bounce under his belly and the folds of his pushed-up skirt as you fuck him with all you've got.\n\n"Oh fuck oh fuck I love it when I'm a boy's first fuck there's nothing like them pounding my boypussy for dear life," Nurse Joi whimpers ecstatically, working his hips with the smoothness of long practice to, if anything, urge you to fuck him harder and more wantonly.\n\nYou're moaning out and panting like an animal as you fuck him, leaning forward and trying to put your whole body into it, the closest thing to a thought in your head being some vague repeating chant of 'It feels so good it feels so good it feels so good'. If Joi hadn't already gotten you off once already with that mind-blowing blowjob, you'd have already cum long since, but as it is you can feel yourself much more gradually building up to it again, your bestial desires just going on and on, fucking Joi hard enough that he's driven to his knees on the bed, with you clambering up onto it as well and fucking both forward and down into him, trying to pound him into the mattress. Until finally you let out an almost feral groan as you thrust forward and pump your load into him, your entire body shuddering as you paint the insides of his soft, gripping, obviously well-fucked ass with your cum.\n\n"Ahhhh... ah, ohhhh... oh it's so good... so much too, even for your second time," Joi whimpers happily as he squirms underneath you. He lets out a giggle as you pull out and flop onto your back on the bed, still a little insensate, then straightens up. As you catch your breath, he twirls a fingertip around just above your now rather softened cock. "That was fun~. Say, how about a deal...?"\n\n"Wha?" you murmur, still pretty out of it.\n\n"Wellll, one of my favorite things about taking a boy's first as he starts out on a Pokemon journey is... taking <i>all</i> his firsts," Joi murmurs, eyes twinkling wickedly as he puts a fingertip to his pink-painted lips. "So how about it, can I have a turn?"\n\n"Um," you reply, your eyes widening.\n\n"How about I sweeten the pot? We've got a lot of nice 'starter sets' that come with Pokeballs, Medicines, even Revives and an evolution stone! I'll throw one of those in for free, and allll it will cost you is... well," he concludes with a little giggle.\n\n<hr>\n[["... o-okay..."|QOPoke]]\n\n[["P-pass!"|QOPoke]]\n\n[[... time to put this sassy bottom in his place...|QOPoke5x2]]

"I... don't think I'm up for that, Amooya, sorry," you tell her.\n\n"Oh. Well, that's okay, Master!" Amooya says, still smiling, though it looks even more sheepish than before. "Um, I think I'll just... try to take care of this myself then. Oh, but obviously after I change your sheets for you!"<<set $amooyafrustration += 1>>\n\nAh, that's... probably a good idea. "Thanks, Amooya," you say, getting up and heading into the bathroom to clean up. \n\nWhen you return, Amooya's just finishing smoothing out the blanket, and seems to have redressed... though the front of her tool belt is sticking out at a much more obvious angle. <<if $energy is 0>>Clearing her throat, she says, "Would you like to go to bed, Master, or would you like to log out?"<<else>>"Well, I'll let you get back to your day, Master! I'm just going to... um, find some privacy," she adds, hurrying out of the room.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy is 0>>[[Go to bed.|FGWLeisSleepOver2]]\n\n[[Log out.|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]]<<else>>[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

You approach your rather uniquely-clad maid, nervously clearing your throat as you approach, prompting her to turn towards you, hands clasped in front of her. You're not sure if she realizes that presses her practically bare tits up and together or she just doesn't care.\n\n"Yes, sir, how may I assist you today?"\n\n"Ah, well, I was wondering if we could... y'know... fool around," you murmur.\n\n"Certainly, sir, that is of course one of the implied aspects of my employment," she says in a reasonable tone as she adjusts her glasses slightly, as if you'd just asked her to clean the windows. "What sort of service would you like?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Blowjob.|CeciBlow]]*\n\n[[Titfuck.|CeciPaizuri]]*\n\n[[Sex.|CeciFuck]]<<if $energy >= 3>><br><br>[[Kinda just wanna spend all day in bed with her.|CeciAllDayFuck]]<<endif>>*\n\n[[Have her try out something you found.|CeciExperiment]]*\n\nYou changed your mind, apologize and <<if $comefromday is true>>[[go elsewhere|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<set $comefromday to false>><<else>>[[go elsewhere|FGWLeisHomeReturnEvening]]<<endif>>.

"I... wait, you said something about that before. Powers, like superpowers, in addition to all the stuff about living a long time and healing fast and being strong."\n\n"Mm, I suppose it's not surprising that's the sort of thing that would enchant a teenage boy almost as much as sex," your mother muses, tapping her lower lip. "Alright then, instead of sex, we'll begin lessons. And lunch, since as noted you're very much a growing boy right now, and your body needs a great deal of food if you're not getting a steady flow of sexual energy."\n\nOnce the two of you have paid the flustered manager (who insists on using her employee discount and giving you several of the cheaper items for free, especially once she sees the bikini briefs), you settle into the food court with a heaping plate of cheap Chinese food that still cost as much as sit-down restaurant Chinese food because it's in a food court. "Now," your mother says. "There are three basic forms of demon powers that you can learn to harness."\n\n"Er... should we really talk about this here?" you ask, glancing around at the fairly crowded food court.\n\n"It's fine, dear, one of those powers I'm rather adept at is a kind of 'it's not your business' field. People stop paying attention to us or anything odd or out of the ordinary we might say because they subconsciously consider it to not be related to them or polite for them to overhear. It has limits but for things like just talking, it's pretty much absolute."\n\n"Oh. Wow."\n\n"You'll learn to do it yourself in time. Now, as said, there are three sorts of powers. You'll no doubt eventually learn them all, but starting out it's usually best to focus on one... gives you a good foundation for building the others. Those powers are natural abilities, things that are simply part of your nature that you can learn to harness and direct... mental influence, using your mind to affect the minds of others... and magic, the casting of spells."\n\n"Um. What's the difference? I mean, they all kinda sound like magic to me..." \n\n"Well, while it's true that all your abilities in some ways spring from your innate magic, when I say 'magic' here I meant more a specific thing... like I said, casting spells, marking runes, laying enchantments, that sort of thing. The difference is largely in what they can do and how they can do it. Your natural abilities are the most limited but also the most effortless... it really takes nothing more than some urge and will to use them, but you can't use them for much more than making people obey you and a handful of other things related to your nature. Mental influence is a little more varied... you can accomplish quite a lot if you know the right way to go about it, you'd be surprised to what extent even peoples' bodies can be altered with the right adjustments to their minds. Magic spells are the most varied... you can do almost anything with the right combination and application of them, but they also require more preparation, more learning, and come with restrictions. They're also the 'flashiest' of the methods, since while the other two are naturally fairly undetectable, magic almost always has a visible effect that you'll need to hide in some way lest you be discovered. So, which sounds the most interesting to you?\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell me more about natural abilities.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Tell me more about mental manipulation.|QOFam2x3]]\n\n[[Tell me more about magic spells.|QOFam3x1]]

"Alright, you sit down on the bed and get comfy," Kit says as she trots off to the side.\n\nEven you're not so shy as to misunderstand what 'get comfy' means in this context. Quickly shucking your clothes, you clamber up onto the bed, your stiff prick wagging a bit under your belly as you move, and then jutting up above your lap as you sit down and lean back on your hands, watching as she returns to stand at the foot of the bed.\n\n"Hey! Hey!" Kit calls cheerfully, shaking the pair of pom-poms she retrieved with little rustling noises as she starts hopping about. "Go Jamie go! Go go go! Go Jamie go! Go go go~!"\n\nYou're... gonna guess Kit was not one of the people on the team that worked on writing new cheers. In fact, it's about as blatant and shallow an appeal to your ego as you can imagine. ... Of course it absolutely works, why would it not? Your face goes red, partly from the cheering, and partly from watching her hop around and wave the pom-poms, her breasts faintly visible jiggling under the top, and the skirt constantly threatening to flip up and display her bare pussy or ass (and actually doing so every so often).\n\n"Jamie's the best! Go Jamie go! Jamie's so cute! Go Jamie go!"\n\nYuuuup not creative but it's really doing it for you. You bite your lower lip and squirm, both embarrassed, turned-on, and a tiny bit cringe but you don't really care about that part too much. Biting your lower lip, you wrap a hand around your cock and stroke it slowly while watching this little display. Of course, not long after that, Kit leaves off and climbs up onto the bed as well, grinning as she nudges you to lay back fully and takes over for you... while still holding the pom-pom. The plastic strips rustle and brush all over your belly and thighs and balls as she gently pumps your dick in her hand, making you moan softly and squirm, and after a moment reach out to lift up her cheerleader skirt and give her bare butt a squeeze.\n\n"You, um, do this kind of thing a lot?" you can't help but ask.\n\n"Hey, what's the point of being a lewd cosplay couple if you can't do your best to blatantly fulfill all each other's fantasies?" she says with a little giggle, kissing your ear and giving your shaft a squeeze. \n\n"Ah-ah," you say with a little shuddery breath, squeezing her ass in return, feeling the yield of the soft-firm flesh under your fingers. "Oh, um, h-him too?"\n\n"For sure him too," Kit says with another giggle. "You should see his sexy dragon cosplay that he wears for me sometimes. Maybe you can watch as we do 'dragon and princess'," she teases, breath warm on your ear as she continues to slowly, steadily jerk you off with the rustle of the pom-pom marking every stroke of her hand. "Maybe someday you can be a sexy dragon man yourself, huh?" Then she leans in and nips your ear, the pom-pom brushing ticklishly across your skin as she turns her hand to gently cup your balls and give them a soft squeeze. "Or you might make a pretty cute princess yourself."\n\nYou let a longer, lower moan out at that, especially at all the very interesting and very naughty images it sends swirling through your head. Soon you're gasping and panting softly, your hips bucking up a bit as you cum, your cock throbbing in Kit's hand as your load spatters all over your belly and the insides of her pom-pom. The latter of which makes you feel a little guilty as you settle back onto the bed. "Ah... s-sorry to get it dirty."\n\n"It's fine, you'd be surprised how easily jizz washes out of these," Kit replies in a thoughtful tone, looking at the pom-pom and turning it back and forth, the rustling now slightly intermingled with wet noises. She grins as she tosses it aside, scooting down to start licking the scattering of smears off of your belly and making you squirm, before she pops up and undoes her skirt and lets it drop. "Okay~, cheerleader fantasy done for now~!"\n\n"Aw," you can't help but mutter as you watch her pull the top off as well.\n\n"Wolf'll be done soon, and he'd want to actually do roleplay and get his costume on and it'd just be a logistical nightmare," she declares solemnly as she finishes toeing out of her sneakers.\n\n"... I never knew that having threesomes with cosplay kink was so intricate..."\n\n"Yeah well you'll learn! Anyway, figured I'd switch to something more 'casually kinky' that we can enjoy for the whole day," she notes as she sits down on the side of the bed and peels the baggy socks off as well, before reaching over and snagging a pair of pink and white striped thigh-highs, with you watching quite intently now as she slips one over her toes (with a little wiggle of them first to show she knows you're watching) before scooping them down, expertly stretching it into place and sliding it along her leg. "Wolf looooves stockings. The first time he saw me with proper zettai ryoukai he instantly dropped to his knee and proposed."\n\n"That's some powerful absolute territory."\n\n"You better believe it buster," she declares smugly as she finishes smoothing the stocking out along her thigh. You continue to watch intently, feeling any of the slight softness that had crept over your cock after cumming disappear as you harden again at watching her. Now clad in only the thigh-highs, she snags something as she stands and turns to you, grinning as she holds up a package of them still wrapped-up, these blue and white striped. "So, how about it, hm? I went out and got these in your size yesterday after you left, along with maaaybe a few other things," she adds, eyes twinkling. "How about it, huh? Just try 'em on? Little bit of crossplay gateway drug?" she teases, pinching the package between both hands and wiggling it back and forth.\n\n<hr>\n[[N-no!|QOKW]]\n\n[[... well...|QOKW1x6]]

You flip through the few pages of your 'love journal' to see what missions are currently in need of a cherub to spread love (or "love"). \n\nLooks like that mission to [[have a schlubby guy reproduce|ChJa1x1]] is still available. Nothing seems to have changed on that one, so it probably means that you'd be popping back in time by about ten years to take it up. \n\nThe other missions all seem new. There's one involving a [[Japanese "princess"|ChJa]]... that is, a girl who's the daughter of an extremely powerful and rich company owner. It looks like there's quite a tangle of issues having to do with her, no doubt you'll get a more thorough picture if you decide to take that mission.\n\nEven further highlighting what Kariel said about cherubs taking missions from across the timestream, the other two missions are in the distant future and distant past. Both are female, the one in the future being a human member of an intergalactic exploratory force, who needs to be taught [[to enjoy fucking aliens|ChJa2x6]]. The other is a fairly similar mission involving a woman in Egypt, who needs to get [[hooked on|ChJa]] having nonhuman partners... you can't help but feel your mission with Bull might have gotten that one suggested for you.

Well obviously with the ninja game, you should play a ninja! And it sounds like the Sin Run Nin are the Highly Visible Ninja types. Those might be kinda silly but you also think they're the most fun, so you tap that as the selection. Immediately one of the archways lights up in a bright, warm orange color... that's kinda soothing. You turn and trot on through.\n\nYou immediately find yourself in what looks a lot like some sort of dorm room... less "college", more "anime high school housing", a simple affair with a futon, low desk, trunk, and closet. As you're glancing around, the window pops open again, the font having taken on a more peppy, brightly-colored, vaguely Japanese style.\n\n'Welcome to Sin Runner Academy! The home of the Sin Run Nin!\n\nAs a new Sin Run Nin, you are still a student in the ways of the ninja, though you have already mastered some unique combat skills and jutsus. Please select your ninja class:\n\n[[Shinobi|QONA]] - The all-around ninja class, moderately skilled with both melee and ranged attacks, and capable of learning any jutsu, though beginning with fewer learned.\n\n[[Kunoichi|QONA]] - A close-range fighter, gifted with more spiritual abilities and jutsu attacks.\n\n[[Striker|QONA2x2]] - A close-range fighter who focuses on physical power; they are constantly under the effect of Yang no Jutsu.\n\n[[Whisper|QONA]] - A long-range specialist, Whispers focus on attacking from afar, with few defenses against being attacked directly.\n\n[[Herbalist|QONA]] - Healers and alchemists, Herbalists have few combat abilities, but the other ninjas have difficulty doing without them.\n\n[[Mentalist|QONA]] - Mentalists are ninja with high mental acuity, and either build and use elaborate devices to fight and contain enemies, or develop psionic abilities to do the same.\n\n[[Senpai|QONA]] - The only role for males in Sin Runner Academy. Servants are male ninja who learn combat abilities and jutsus to support the true Sin Run Nin. Senpai are frequently in charge of helping their female partners study, preparing their meals, tidying their rooms, and other such efforts suitable for a responsible upperclassman to insure the success of his kohai.'\n\nOh. Uh. Huh. So all the other classes except Senpai are... girls. And the Senpai is a support class, and it sounds like during downtime you'd basically be... their butler. That being the polite term for it. (And what's 'Yang no Jutsu'? Does that have any relation to a popular webseries?)\n\nOh well, you picked this faction, guess you've gotta at least complete chargen. If you don't want to be a Senpai, you guess that means crossplaying! Might be a little weird, with how realistic this all feels, but oh well. So... what to pick?

<<set $paintbasecoatbought to true>><<set $housepaintbought to true>><<set $fd -= 100>>The house just looks way too run-down as it is. You've gotta at least do the minimum to make it look a little better. You tap the option to buy it, then look at your MonComm, seeing that the readout at the top now reads '<<print $fd>> FD'.\n\n<<if not $commusedbefore>>Oh, look, Amooya's number is already in it! How... expectedly convenient! Yeah obviously it already would be in a game like this, though you guess since Hopita acted like she knows Amooya, it makes sense in-game too.<<set $commusedbefore to "true">> <<endif>>Tapping your assistant's contact number, you put the comm to your ear. "Hey, Amooya? I bought the paint to base coat the house with, so we can actually paint it something nice later."\n\n"Oh, great!" Amooya replies cheerfully. "I'll dash right over and pick it up! It should be ready by the time you get home, Master!"\n\n"Thanks, Amooya, see you then." You end the call.\n\n<hr>\n[[Your house will be base coated when you return!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

You waffle over it for a few moments before murmuring a bashful little "Fiiiiine", though it does make you blush a bit (and your cock twitch slightly) at how Kit's whole face lights up in a beaming grin of happiness.\n\n"Yaaaay! Oh these are gonna look sooooo cute on you," she coos as she tears open the package while you squirm in place. She pulls one out and rolls it up in her hands, a particularly wicked gleam in her eyes as she moves to kneel down in front of you. "I love this brand because they make everyone's legs look great... but especially boys," she adds in a sweetly teasing coo. "Leg out, please."\n\nYou nibble your lower lip, but stick your foot out for her, blushing a bit again as you unconsciously wind up presenting it to her in a rather girlish fashion, toes stuck out and foot arched like a model in an old bubblebath photo shoot. That apparently suits Kit just find though as she slips the bunched-up stocking over your toes and slides it down. Her motions are practiced... this is clearly not the first time she's put stockings on someone else, let alone herself. Her hands feel warm through the fabric, the feel of them somehow feeling more stimulating despite the fact that they should be more muted by the thin layer of fabric. But maybe it's the way that fabric is hugging your skin as it's drawn further and further up, enclosing you in that snug feeling with the strokes and rubs of her fingers. You almost gasp a little as you feel her bare breasts brush against your other leg as she leans in a bit more to secure the stocking fully around your thigh, your cock twitching and oozing a little bit of pre at both that and the proximity of her fingers.\n\nYou mmmf softly as she leans in and gives your cock a playful little kiss, smearing said drop of pre all over her lips and then licking them clean before gesturing for your other leg. Lifting it as you did the other, you watch this time as she slips it on and moves it up with that sort of pushing-rolling-tugging motion, gradually sheathing your limb in the blue and white stripes. Once she's done, she grins and stands up, taking your hand and pulling you to your feet. You blink a little at something pressing against your toes and the balls of your feet, and after several aborted attempts are forced to lift your foot behind you into the air like an old-fashioned lady being kissed, looking over your shoulder... then giving Kit a half-accusatory, half-amused at the sight of the little pink kitty toebeans your stockings are apparently equipped with.\n\n"Isn't that a cute bonus?" Kit declares with a giggle before pulling you over in front of the mirror to have you take a look.\n\nYou blink at your reflection. Well, obviously from the thighs up it's just the same old you as ever... uh, well, pretty much. Because it's not just that the way the stockings hug your legs have given them a very cute, girlish curve, either, hugged by that shaping blue and white fabric. The cat pawpads are causing you to unconsciously raise your heels up a little bit, which changes the way you stand... not a lot, but it does present your butt a bit more, and something about the lines of your legs gives a similarly feminine hint to your hips and rear somehow. You nibble your lower lip as you turn back and forth, stiff cock waggling with your movements.\n\n"You're so fuckin' adorable," Kit purrs in your ear, making your whole face go red again. Then she gives a soft 'oooo'. "Wait just a second, let's accessorize!"\n\n"Um," you say, blinking as you watch her go scrambling for a bin off in the corner, rummaging around for things. You blush and squirm as she quickly adorns you with a pair of fluffy blue kitty ears on a headband, spending a few moments arranging your hair to make the headband slightly less obvious. With slightly less grace you submit to her slipping big fluffy cat-paw mittens onto your hands... you can sort of curl the "toes" of them by curling your hands but that's about it. You're almost expecting her to suggest a tail (and you can just guess what kind), but she apparently seems satisfied with that for now... and instead picks up a nearby camera and snaps a photo.\n\n"H-hey!" you blurt, reflexively covering yourself with your kitten-mittened hands, and then blushing even more at the feel of the very fluffy faux fur rubbing against your definitely rather sensitive prick.\n\n"Awww, can't I?" Kit says with an exaggerated pout. "I mean, I'll delete it if you really want me to, Jamie, but you just look <i>so</i> adorable."\n\nYou're still turning that over and trying not to let being called adorable go to your head (one way or another) when you hear footsteps in the hall. You turn around just in time to see Wolf coming into the doorway, already pulling off the polo shirt he's wearing, clad in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs other than it. "Whew! Hate having to get dressed up for work calls! Such as it is. I really-" he says, then freezes in place, blinking repeatedly at you.\n\n<hr>\n[["... Eheh. Hi."|QOKW]]\n\n[["... Nya."|QOKW]]

You decide to approach <<if $lbescanned>>the Little Brown Elf<<else>>what you think is the elf girl<<endif>>.\n\n<hr>\n[[Approach normally.|LBEfuck]]<<if $mgaabought>><br><br>[[Use an MGAA.|LBEMGAA]]*<<endif>>\n\nActually, you [[changed your mind|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]].

Eh, Deviville's a super safe town, everyone knows that! Sure there's a fair few mysterious disappearances every month, but this is clearly fine. "Ah, yeah, sure, I don't mind helping," you reply.\n\n"Great! C'mon in, my name's Marcus, by the way," he adds as he steps back and gestures you inside.\n\n"Jamie," you reply after a bit of hesitation, since it seems rude not to.\n\nThere's that kind of weird feeling of being in someone's house you don't know that well and haven't been in before, but it seems really normal. Really tidy and boy he has a lot of nice stuff... seems to be single and with no kids, to judge from the pictures and stuff on the wall, so you guess that'd account for him having a lot more money to go around. Dang, you think as you enter his living room, and he definitely bought a nice sound system too. It's one of those with like, twenty speakers strategically put all around the room and a subwoofer that looks like a miniature monolith from that movie you see referenced all the time but have never actually seen. You're a little surprised that he could either install all those or get them installed and not be able to hook up the cables, but then, adults. There is indeed a high-end media box, one of those that promises to interface with anything and everything and store terabytes of files (definitely all legitimately and legally acquired) on it... it's pulled out of the entertainment center and does indeed have a bunch of cables dangling around the back of it.\n\nSetting down your bag, you walk over to examine the cables. Yup, looks like the media box is one of those that serves for controlling everything, including the audio, so there really are a ton to plug in. It seems simple enough to you, but, well... adults, y'know? You do wind up needing to spend a few minutes comparing cable shapes and colors and even making a few incorrect guesses, but it's not long before you're at least 90% sure you've gotten everything right and push the box back in. "Okay, you should be good to go," you tell Marcus, who seems to be walking back in from the kitchen.\n\n"Hey, great! Here, twenty bucks, I'll take however much chocolate that'll buy," he says, proffering you a twenty with one hand, then holding out the pink soda can in his other. "And hey, it's pretty hot out there today, why don't you sit and drink this before you go?"\n\nYou pause in handing over several of the chocolate bars. Uh, is that safe? Although you've never tried that soda before and you kind of want to. It really was hot out there and you didn't get to try any candy back at the store...\n\n<hr>\n[[Take the soda.|QOMarc1x2]]\n\n[[Decline.|QOMarc2x1]]

Your brain is just kind of way too overwhelmed after everything that's happened to you in the last day. You wind up slumping on the bench seat and just staring at the stars zipping past without really seeing them, not thinking about much of anything even as you can't stop thinking about everything.\n\nYou pretty much pass the first day and a half that way, eventually turning off the "windows" even to maximize your contemplation of the unknown future without actually wanting to know what's happening. So it's a bit of a surprise when there's a shuddery thump, and the ramp starts sliding down again, Mac emerging from the cockpit. "Oh, uh, are we there already?" you ask as you get to your feet.\n\n"Nah, only about halfway. This is a rest stop, we'll take like a little while to stretch our legs. Mmmmf," she adds, putting her hands on her lower back and stretching it in an arch that makes you try not to stare as she lifts those huge breasts upward more prominently... and then you do stare as she practically bends in half in a shallow U before swinging herself back upright, boobs wobbling inside the tanktop. "Oh, right, here, this is a provisional charge card from the program for just this sort of situation, so get yourself some snacks and drinks, maybe eat something in the diner, this one's actually pretty good," she adds, slipping something that looks like a black credit card out of her jacket pocket and proffering it to you.\n\n"Uh. Okay?" You accept the card and follow her over to the open doorway and its ramp, peering out curiously. It... looks exactly like one of the larger truck stop/restaurants you've seen on road trips, really, just that none of the vehicles parked around have wheels, and at the end of the parking lot instead of a freeway or median or something there's...\n\n... nothing.\n\n"Where's the dome or whatever?!" you squawk, yanking yourself back inside the taxi and scrambling away from the door as if all the air were going to get sucked out at any moment.\n\n"Huh?" Mac stops and turns towards you a bit on the stairs, then glances at the distance, before she bursts out laughing. "Kid! No one's used <i>domes</i> for over two centuries! Environmental field, c'mon!"\n\n"Seriously?! B-b-b-b-b-but what if it fails or something?!"\n\n"Kid, seriously? I promise, anything that could cause enough damage to screw up an environmental field generator would have smashed a dome to sand loooong before. It's perfectly safe, c'mon, it's another day and a half to Universe High, do you really wanna sit in the car that long?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Well. No.|QOGH2x2]]\n\n[[Yes, absolutely, without a doubt, 100%.|QOGH3x1]]

"Goblin!" you blurt, as the first choice that comes into your head as he adds that threat. After all you did read that ma-\n\n"Okie-dokie," Lux declares, interrupting you by stepping to one side and then quite literally punting you out of reality.\n\nHis foot swings back and then connects with your side, and despite the lack of seeming force you go flying, shooting through the bed and walls like they weren't there, moving so fast your clothes are stripped away and then the rest of you just sort of gets yanked off, not violently or bloodily it all just goes away, bit by bit pieces of you peeled off until there's just a little core of thoughtless something left that lodges directly into a convenient place.\n\nYou're drifting in warm darkness, not knowing who or what you are. You can hear a voice speaking directly to you but you're too muddled and not formed enough to understand it. Until a shudder passes all through your body. You flail outwards instinctively with your limbs, smacking against something smooth, smashing at it again and again with fists and feet and your head until it breaks and falls away and you're left spilling wet and writhing out onto a stone floor in the light of torches and fires.\n\nYou push yourself up slowly, seeing thin, slightly knobbly-jointed hands working at your instinctive will. You stand, and stare at them. 'These are... mine?' Something feels faintly off and strange about that, but you don't know why. Obviously these are your hands. You turn back and forth slowly, looking around you. There are somewhat haphazard little bundles of rags and straw and other refuse supporting eggs, one of which is obviously shattered and broken. 'Oh, so goblins hatch from eggs,' you think, again not sure why that should come as such a surprising revelation.\n\nThere are also piles of what look like food scraps, mostly gone off, but the smell kickstarts your appetite like crazy all the same. The first thing you do is devour your own egg before starting on one of the piles of scraps, wolfing down the rather slimy meat without a single bit of hesitation. As you do both you can feel your body filling out somewhat... still thin and wiry and lean, but gaining some muscle and padding instead of the nearly bone-thin creature you were before. You eat until you've expended what energy you were born with and there's simply no more room in your belly anyway. You realize you're ravenously thirsty, and realize that also spotted around the cave are pools of stagnant water. But it's what there is, so you crawl to one on hands and knees, shoving your face in and slurping it down, filling in the cracks of your stomach's contents with the lukewarm water.\n\nFinally you lift your head, panting, water dripping from your face and big pointed ears. Gradually the drips stop, and the water's surface calms enough to let you see looking back at you a goblin-\n\n<hr>\n[[-boy.|QOGob1x1]]\n\n[[-girl.|QOGob]]

"I... don't think I'm up for that, Amooya, sorry," you tell her.\n\n"Oh. Well, that's okay, Master!" Amooya says, still smiling, though it looks even more sheepish than before. "Um, I think I'll just... try to take care of this myself then. ... Pardon," she adds with a blush, snagging her clothes and hurrying off.<<set $amooyafrustration += 1>>\n\nThat's a bit embarrassing, but at least she's understanding about it. Cleaning up and getting redressed yourself, you get back to what else you were doing.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $energy < 0>><<set $energy to 0>><<endif>><<if $energy is 0>>[[Go to bed.|FGWLeisSleepOver2]]\n\n[[Log out.|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]]<<else>>[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>

Sighing a little, you let your shoulders slump, then nod. "Alright. You're right. I'll help how I can," you add, letting your head hang forward too.\n\n"Tch. I really am hoping some of your old confidence comes back, Sis, at least with me," Baal says as she saunters over. She cups your chin and tilts your head back up. "Be a shame if all you got was Jamie's being such a shy little fucker."\n\nYou can feel your cheeks and even your ears heating in a blush, not just from being called out so embarrassingly, but from the proximity of Baal's face to yours. "S-sorry for being shy," you manage to huff, looking away without turning your head.\n\n"... I admit, it's kind of cute, too," Baal murmurs, actually grinning... right before she leans in and kisses you.\n\n"Mmf?!" Your eyes go wide, your body stiffening as conflicting feelings, memories, and reactions war within you. You have a distinct memory of being Jamie and wishing for exactly this thing a number of times (and thinking it was impossible), right alongside an upwelling of memories of life with Baal as your older sister. A desire for girls smashes across a sole preference for boys, neither helped as Baal smoothly runs a hand up your side and gently cups one of your breast, a finger toying with one of your stiff nipples through the shirt.\n\n"Mm, the truth is, I'm a degenerate pervert," Baal murmurs as she breaks the kiss but stays leaned in close... close enough to flick her tongue across your lips. "And for years I've wanted to fuck my own sister... if for nothing else than to fuck my own sister." The grin curls up, her eyes dancing wickedly as she reaches down, almost idly undoing the top button of your jeans. "Now that my sister is being mingled with a boy that had a hardon for me... seems a good time. So, if you want to get wild, why don't you go ahead and strip for me, little sister?"\n\n<hr>\n[[O-okay!|QOBaal]]\n\n[[What no way!|QOBaal1x5]]

"I-I can't!" you stammer, stumbling back and holding up your hands. "I... I mean, I keep remembering all this stuff about, about you being my big sister, and...!"\n\n"Well that's what makes it kinky, sweetheart." Baal sighs, though, resting her hands on her hips. "Well I'm not generally in the habit of forcing that sort of thing, so if you're not into it you're not into it. Maybe you'll change your mind. After all, experiences around here tend to... mm, open you up to new possibilities." She gives a little wave as she turns and heads down the hall. "I'm going to have a nap. This is your room here," she adds, flicking her hand towards one of the doors she passes.\n\nLetting out a long breath, you shake your head... then blush and button your jeans back up before grabbing your bag and heading to the room Baal indicated. It's a pretty standard guest room really... Baal's sense of interior decorating renders it rather like a nice hotel room rather than someone's home, but oh well. You spend the rest of the afternoon trying a bit more to come to grips with your situation, before Baal eventually calls you in for dinner. She acts completely normal the entire time, as if she'd never hit on you before, which is a profound relief to both sides of your psyche for entirely different reasons.\n\nIn the morning you're awoken by the sound of Baal knocking on the door and telling you to get cleaned up. You take a shower, your first time in Maya's body... your new body. You're vaguely tempted to get a little naughty with it, and your hands do wander, but the knowledge of your current situation and the lingering weirdness from yesterday has you mostly focused on just getting cleaned up, dressed, and heading out to the kitchen, your hair and skin still slightly damp beneath your jeans and T-shirt.\n\n"Alright, I have some things you could help with today," Baal says as she sets down a plate of scrambled eggs, waiting for you to sit and begin eating before she continues. "Sample collection, specifically."\n\n"Sample collection?" you ask curiously as she sits down with her own plate.\n\n"I hope that habit of repeating things doesn't stick around as the spirit blending proceeds," Baal mutters with a roll of the eyes, making you blush and squirm. "But yes. Worldland has some... unique flora and fauna here. As to the fauna, some of the mascots aren't quite human. And their cum has some very unique properties. I want you to collect a good deal of it, as well as study your body's reaction to it."\n\n"... Er, their..." You trail off, half because you feel like you couldn't have heard her right, and half because you just got called out on repeating things.\n\n"Yes, their cum. As in, I want you to have one of them cum all over you and, preferably, cum in every hole. I've been assured that you'll enjoy it thoroughly by all the others I've talked to." She smirks at your expression. "What are you worried about? The mascot won't be your sister," she teases. Then she sighs, "But if you're going to refuse to be adventurous or have any real fun, there's the 'flora' side of specimen collection. There are some flowers that grow in a specific part of the park that I need samples of, you'll have to be rather careful, but since the most exciting thing likely to happen is you walking across the park, picking some flowers, and walking back, it should be safely boring enough for you."\n\n<hr>\n[[Collect mascot cum.|QOBaal]]\n\n[[Collect flowers.|QOBaal]]

"Um." For a few moments you're just flabbergasted, mouth opening and closing, before you manage a nervous grin. "Th-thanks, Mary. I mean... I really like you too, and care a lot about you, and you're... really great."\n\nYou watch her smile settle a little, the set of her eyes becoming a little more sad. But she just nods and tucks the earbud back into her ear, gazing off past the fence and out over the schoolyard. Nervously, you turn your attention back to the book, trying to force yourself to become absorbed in reading it again.\n\nMary's quiet for the rest of the day, seeming very subdued, perking up briefly when you see Maya that afternoon... though somehow you get the feeling that's a bit forced. It's the same thing when she talks to your parents... she's long since just become part of the household, and rather than quietly accepting her presence, both your mother and father seem to enjoy her. But something about how she's pushing the smile seems to get through, and it's overall a very quiet night. Once the two of you have retired to your room, she settles on the bed, curled up a bit and listening to her music. You feel a bit nervous and unsettled doing your MMOing with her like that, but you're just not sure what to say. Eventually you glance at the clock and log out, going over to tap on Mary's shoulder, waiting for her to unplug an ear before saying, "I need to change, so...?"\n\nShe nods, her face a little blank as she gets up and walks out of the room. You sigh, really not sure how to handle this, but unable to think of anything else. You change into your usual pajama pants and tanktop, then head to the door. Mary's on the other side, as usual changed just as swiftly, but tonight she's wearing a blue silk robe that covers her from shoulders to ankles, holding her hands tugging it further closed in front, her head lowered a bit. You resist the urge to sigh... great, you've upset her so bad she wants to cover up more. You consider offering the guest bedroom to her, but somehow that just seems like it would make it worse. You wait for her to come in, then close the door and flick the light off, the room now lit just by the moonlight from outside. Trying to operate on routine, you climb into bed and lay down on your side, facing the wall. But no warm form comes snuggling up to your back. Instead you hear a soft, "Master...?"\n\nYou turn to look at her, sitting up, your eyes going wide as she slips the robe off of her shoulders and lets it pool on the ground. Her perfectly tan body is bare beneath, shadowed in the moonlight, perfect breasts bared, smooth crotch uncovered. As you stare, her wings unfurl, horns pressing up out of the sides of her head, while she keeps her face down a bit, eyes hidden in shadows.\n\n"Master... am I ugly?" she whispers.\n\n"W-what... no," you croak, shaking your head. "No, Mary, you're... you're gorgeous, I..." You trail off, just shaking your head again.\n\n"... I know I'm not," she murmurs, and in the soft silvery light, a wet glimmer runs down one cheek, then the other. "I know I'm not," she repeats, her voice shaking as she presses her palms to her cheeks. "I can see Master getting hard when he looks at me... feel his excitement when I press against him... even hear his heart racing when he looks at me in the sun... so why...?" she continues, her voice cracking. "Why won't you touch me...?"\n\nYou swallow hard, feeling a stinging heat in your eyes. "Mary... I just... I don't want to force you to-"\n\n"I <i>want</i> you to touch me!" she cries desperately, dropping her hands and clenching them into fists, her head coming up and showing those beautiful blue eyes full of tears. "I want you on me, inside of me! I want you to..." She trails off with a soft sob, rubbing a palm across one of her cheeks. "I sleep beside you every night, hoping that night will be the one you pull me to you. I make clothes every day, hoping it's the day you pull them off of me. I tell you I love you... and the only thing I wanted to hear was that you loved me too..."\n\nTrembling, fighting back your tears and starting to lose, you lower your head. "... You got forced into being my familiar. What I've done isn't anything special. I haven't done anything but just... be decent to you and treat you like a person, that doesn't deserve love."\n\n"You <b><i>liar</i></b>!" she almost screams, clenching her fists in front of her throat, her teeth gritting and her face twisting with anger, your eyes coming up to her in shock. Her voice comes out in an almost whimper, tone desperate as she whispers, "I'm a succubus. I'm <i>nothing</i> but an object! I was made, made <i>for you</i>, to be used, fucked like a sex doll, drained like a magic battery, consulted like a textbook, and you... you hold my hand, and buy me a phone, you take me to movies, you take me to school, you share music with me and talk to me about TV shows and you act like I'm a person and you think that isn't <i>special to me</i>?!" Her mouth twists, and then she drops her head, sobbing softly, her shoulders shaking.\n\nSwallowing hard, tears running down your cheeks, you stand and step over to her, reaching out, only to flinch as she whirls away, sobbing out a "No!" and trembling. You stand miserably, watching her cry, until she calms enough to turn back to you, tear-streaked face raising, blue eyes staring into your brown ones.\n\n"I love you," she whispers, the words hurting because of how heartbroken they sound. "I may not have existed for very long, but I know that. And I know how rare it is. I wasn't made to love... but you treated me like a person. And now I can love. And I love you. So if you don't love me... if you can never be with me... tell me now. ... Let me go," she adds, looking away. "Don't make me live with this if it can never be."\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell her you love her.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[Tell her it can never be.|QOSuc]]

"L-listen, Baal, please, calm down," you whimper, backing away some and hunching in on yourself, as if that could further hide your, well, Maya's nudity. "I'm sorry, we were just playing around, I didn't mean anything by it, I mean, I, please don't hurt me or anything, I-"\n\nYou pause as she groans and puts a hand to her face. "Just... shut up. It's too late now."\n\n"... Too late?" you reply blankly.\n\n"Even adjusting for the time it took for you to get over here, if you've been in there any real amount of time it's been too long." She scowls as she steps forward, poking your shoulder. "This ability isn't meant to be used over long distances <i>in the middle of the day</i> while your body is completely unattended. You need to make preparations, ones you definitely didn't have the knowledge or resources to make, if you're going to do that sort of thing. You've been in there too long and over too long a distance. You're stuck."\n\n"... Stuck?!" you squeak, immediately trying to concentrate like you did before to leave Maya's body. Nothing happens, not even any faint sensations. You apparently go even paler than usual for Maya because Baal snorts.\n\n"Yeah, that's right, stuck. Forever."\n\n"B-Baal, you've gotta fix it, I'm sorry!" you whimper, forgetting your nudity to bring your hands up to cover your face.\n\n"There isn't any 'fixing' it, there's nothing I can do, your spirit is now as much a registered inhabitant of Maya's body as hers is," the older goth replies with another sigh, rolling her eyes.\n\n"Maya!" you squeak. "What will happen to her?!"\n\n"Over time, her spirit and yours will blend." She actually smirks a little as you visibly start at that. "Yeah, that's right. You've been looking at her memories, haven't you? That's because you've already been blending your spirit and hers a little bit by being in her body. Normally just little amounts over a short period of time don't do anything, but with you stuck in there, it will eventually be a complete merging of the two." She looks you up and down again thoughtfully. "Considering your timid nature, you'll probably wind up as mostly Maya. A slightly shyer, quieter Maya, but still Maya."\n\n"Oh God," you groan, leaning back against the wall. "What am I gonna dooooo?"\n\n"Like I just said, you're going to wind up an amalgamation of yourself and my sister, probably mostly my sister. Which is why I'm not more upset about it, in the end." Baal mmms, folding her arms under her chest. "But more practically, obviously you can't stay here. Even with you accessing Maya's memories, you won't be able to pass as her for an extended period, not to our parents, and it will be months at least before you're merged enough to act like Maya naturally." She raises a hand to cup her chin thoughtfully. "... Mm. You'll have to come home with me."\n\n"W-what?"\n\n"I'll have to take you back to my place for the summer. I can come up with an excuse for you missing the bit of school between spring break and summer vacation, and even a bit of the start of the new school year if necessary. Hopefully by then the merging will be complete enough for you to pass as Maya, and my parents will write off any difference in personality as just having not seen you in awhile and you changing a bit over the time away."\n\n"But... but what about my own body?!"\n\n"They'll probably stick an IV in your arm and turn you over occasionally, what do you think will happen?" Baal shrugs negligently. "If that upsets you, maybe you should have thought of that before messing about with powers you don't understand. And possessing my sister. Now, are you going to go pack so we can leave?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Yes.|QOBaal1x3]]\n\n[[No.|QOBaal]]

You've heard some various stuff about how gross it is for guys to want to "defend a maiden's honor" by acting all tough. None of it is coming to mind at the moment, since 1) Mary is clearly looking at you hoping you'll do something 2) someone treating her like that has <i>really</i> pissed you off.\n\nYour face a thundercloud, feeling an entirely uncharacteristic rush of pure rage running through you, you turn and snarl out, "Hey <b>asshole</b>!"\n\nThe entire hallway goes silent like someone had flipped a switch. The senior himself slowly turns around, stepping back over to you and glowering down at you, having head and shoulders and several repeated grades on you. "The fuck you say to me?"\n\n"I said, don't you ever do that again, asshole, or I'll make you sorry," you snarl back, matching him glare for glare unflinchingly.\n\n"And the fuck you gonna do about-" he begins.\n\nYour hand snaps out, not at him, but to the side. Some part of you is still in control enough to realize that you'd quite possibly get kicked out of school for being in a fight, even if the other party almost killed you like he should be able to. Instead your fist impacts the locker next to you, and instead of the crack of bone and burst of pain there should be, there's the crunch and shriek of twisting metal. The senior goes pale as he looks at your fist half-buried in the locker door... which appears to be smoking slightly.\n\n"Go ahead. Say something about 'thots', motherfucker," you growl.\n\n"Uh, all women are queens, or some shit," he replies faintly, holding both hands up and backing away slowly, before turning and getting in much more of a hurry.\n\nThere's quiet for a moment more, before people start chattering again. You slowly draw your fist away with a huff... then stare at it as Maya and Mary hurry over, Mary throwing her arms around you. "Yay! Way to go!"\n\n"The fuck, Jamie?" Maya murmurs, staring at your fist as well. "I'd swear it was on fire when you threw the punch. Like, literally on fire."\n\n"Well, he does have a succubus familiar," Mary says rather smugly, making both of you stare at her. "I'm not here just to look pretty, yanno!"\n\nLater that day, during lunch, Mary urges you to head up to the roof with her. Normally all the students are forced into the cafeteria like some sort of quarantine, but with Mary's little spells it's easy enough to get away and head up to the fenced-off area. Which really looks like it was intended to be used anyway... probably the teachers come up here to smoke or something.\n\n"Hey, um," you say nervously as you follow Mary out. "I don't... want you to think I was trying to... I don't know, 'white knight' or something..."\n\n"Master, I'm a succubus, if anyone doesn't need a guy second-guessing himself it's me," she answers with a giggle, whirling around to face you and giving you the most gentle smile you've seen yet. "Maybe some girls don't like a guy coming to their rescue, but I do. As long as that guy is you, Master."\n\nYou blush and glance aside, rubbing the back of your neck, then glancing up. "Well. Okay. That thing with the punch was... shocking."\n\n"I'll figure out how much has been affected later," she says breezily, obviously unbothered. Then she ahs, "Hey, Master? Could I, you know... relax?" she says, gesturing a bit in the direction of her back and head.\n\nYou look at her in confusion, then blink. That's right... you haven't seen her wings and horns since she was first summoned. For the last week, the two of you have either been in your house, with one or more of your parents around, or in public. \n\n<hr>\n[[Sure.|QOSuc2x11]]\n\n[[Not a good idea.|QOSuc3x1]]

Curious, and with that feeling of deja vu intensifying, you step over to the door and lean in, putting your eye up to the open spot. It takes a moment for you to adjust since it's a bit dimmer in the room than in the hallway, but the lights inside are still plenty for you to see, your eyes widening as you take in the scene before you. \n\nSitting on the edge of the bed is a naked boy a bit older than you, maybe a year or two, his legs spread and an older girl, maybe nineteen or twenty, kneels between them. She's only wearing a thong that shows off her amazing ass, body otherwise bare, tits jiggling a bit as she moves her whole upper body slightly with the motion of bobbing her head up and down over the boy's cock, head twisting lightly back and forth, his fingers pressed into her fairly short brown hair. His own head is turned to the side, bobbing back and forth over the cock of a boy his own age standing on the bed, tongue occasionally poking out past his lower lip to slurp up some bit of saliva that starts to drip off. You can see that his eyes are closed, his own head turning back and forth a bit so that he can lick at other parts of the other boy's cock just as the older girl sucking his is doing, both of them apparently wholly absorbed in their oral tasks.\n\nYou suddenly feel a pair of arms go around your middle and breasts pressing against your back, a waft of warm breath washing over your ear as a familiar voice murmurs, "You can't help yourself, can you, scrub?"\n\n<hr>\n[["GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"|QOGF]]\n\n[[Internal screaming intensifies.|QOGF2x2]]

Your whole body goes stiff (some bits more than others), muscles locking up and brain hitting an overflow fault and providing a less-than-helpful bluescreen. You're practically an action figure as you're hauled back away from the door and turned around to face the smirking Tanya. She's wearing a black top that's basically just a flap of black cloth held on by ties behind her back and neck, and a pair of very tight, short shiny black short-shorts, as well as tall 'loose' black boots. She looks you up and down, then lets out a short laugh.\n\n"Whew! I sent Amber to you telling her to be your plaything, and instead you clearly wound up as hers. Probably should have seen that coming, shouldn't I?" She cups her chin and looks you up and down again as you squirm nervously, seeming entirely too amused as she continues. "But boy she really did a number on you. If I hadn't known you for years I might not have recognized you. That and your tendency to peek in slightly open doors."\n\n"Uh, that's... I just..." you stammer, glancing towards said door.\n\n"Oh, I'm guessing those three wanted someone to look. Maybe I kinda did too, come to think of it. It's certainly had some interesting results." She snags your shoulder and turns you around, slipping an arm around you and tugging you against her side so that you wind up with your head against the side of her breast, leaving you both turning on and internally panicking as she starts walking you down the hallway. "Come along, scrubette, I want to have more of a look at you."\n\nYou soon find yourself being half-shoved into one of the rooms, which is equipped with a bed, nightstand, and two chairs, and not much else. Tanya turns to close and lock the door, your trepidation growing as she turns back to look at you. "Oh yeah, great job on the makeup... subtle in places, blatant in others, that and everything else screams 'I'm a flat-chested girl whose more confident friends dressed her and dragged her to this party'. Which is so you all over," she continues with another short laugh, before grinning. "Show 'em to me."\n\n"Sh-... show... what?" you murmur, glancing down and fiddling with the hem of your skirt, your cheeks aflame.\n\n"You know what. I bet she picked out some super cute ones. Show 'em to me."\n\nBiting your lower lip, but overwhelmed by the force of personality from 'Tanya the Evil', you slowly lift up the front of your skirt, glancing aside in embarrassment as you reveal the little pink panties stretched over your half-hard cock, your hands trembling a little with your nervousness and humiliation.\n\n"I was right, those are cute as fuck," Tanya murmurs, eyes flickering with heat as she looks at you. Then she raises those eyes to your face. "Take 'em off."\n\n<hr>\n[[Y-... yes ma'am...|QOGF]]\n\n[[... no.|QOGF]]

Eh, it's obviously sealed and clean, it's clearly fine. "Sure, okay, thank you, sir," you say as you trade the chocolate bars for the can, walking over and settling onto the couch to pop it open. Ooo, nice fizz. It instantly has a very pleasant if slightly indistinct "berry" scent, which is almost exactly what it takes like as you take your first sips, trying not to be nervous as Marcus settles on the other end of the couch and plays with the remote, fiddling with the menus of the box now that it's hooked up to the TV.\n\nThe soda's really good, too, even if the flavor is nearly impossible to pin down. It's really cold, too, which is nice... although despite it being cold, the more you drink it, the more you kind of feel hot. In fact you feel flushed and just a little sweaty by the time you've finished half the can, starting to paint softly. You didn't really notice it but your head's gone sort of fuzzy... in an almost weirdly pleasant way, though. It feels like your skin is tingling and sensitive, every little shift and squirm making you aware of how your clothes are rubbing against you.\n\n"Therrrre, looks like you've already had enough," Marcus says in a gentle coo, reaching over to take the soda from your unresisting fingers as you sit there squirming. You somehow can't bring yourself to stop him as he reaches down and unbuttons the front of your Scout shorts, revealing the bulge of your extremely stiff prick in your snug underwear. You let out a soft whimper as he brushes his hands along that bulge through the cotton, before his fingers hook into the waistband and pull it down. Your cock springs free, jutting up in the air almost urgently, a line of pre flung through the air and then dribbling down from the tip. "Oh yeah, you must be really sensitive to it, look at this nice reaction," he continues in that warm, pleased tone, wrapping his hand around your shaft and stroking gently.\n\nYou let out a loud moan, reflexively lifting your hips. It feels so good it's like you could cum almost instantly, and yet you don't. The pleasure just sort of pours through your body, filling you, making you feel more sensitive and hot. "H-hey... I... mmm... oh," you whimper softly as he continues to stroke you. \n\n"Well aren't you just so fuckin' adorable?" Marcus murmurs in a fond tone, leaning forward to nuzzle at your neck a bit before kissing you just above the scarf, making you shiver all over at how sensitive you are to that touch. "But you're making me hard as fuck too, cutie, so let's have you take care of that," he says as he sits back up, using one hand to undo his jeans as the other rests on the back of your head and urges you around.\n\nYou very quickly find yourself staring at a big, thick cock. While the rest of Marcus might be strictly average, his dick looks straight out of a porn clip, probably one labeled 'big dick'. You shiver all over, letting out a soft whimper. You don't even <i>like</i> guys, you're straight! But you're just <i>so</i> turned on right now that despite that, all you can think of is that you want to suck that cock. Which definitely seems to be what Marcus has in mind anyway, urging you down towards it so that your mouth slides over the thick tip. You soon find yourself bobbing your head, making low 'mmf' and 'mmn' and 'hnh' noises as you slurp and gulp at another guy's dick, licking and suckling it enthusiastically. Right now you don't care that you're straight, you don't care what's happening, you're just so turned on you want sex, any sex, all sex!\n\nMarcus moves his hand to run it up and down your back, resting his other on your head instead, steadily urging you a bit further down on his fat, thick prick every time, nudging it deeper and deeper into your throat. He unbuttons your Scout shirt halfway and slips his hand inside, starting to toy with one of your nipples. They've never been this stiff before, you faintly realize, but now they're sensitive little pebbles, and his fingers brushing and teasing them makes your entire body quiver, and your cock continue to dribble a steady stream of pre down onto the couch cushions. "Thaaaat's right, cute stuff, keep going," Marcus coos, continuing to play with your nipples as his other hand keeps urging you down. "Take it all in, you can do it, get my dick into that slutty little throat of yours."\n\n"Gk, hk, gllllk," you grunt, your throat squeezing around his cock as he pushes you fully down on it, your head turning and wiggling, your whole body writhing as your lips wind up pressed around the very root of his cock, the scent of his balls filling your nose. He lets you up far enough that you can suck in a deep breath before he urges you back down, his hand starting to guide your head in moving in quicker motions. Somehow you find it much easier to take him into your throat now that you've sucked the entirety of that big, fat adult cock, and you continue to writhe gently in pleasure as his other hand moves to squeeze and rub your ass through your shorts.\n\n"There y'go, sweetheart, you're gonna be such a good little cockpleaser," Marcus murmurs affectionately, ruffling your hair evn as he continues to work your head over his prick, his hips giving small rolling motions to make sure he pushes as deep as possible every time your lips approach the base. "You're a natural at sucking dick, baby, we're gonna give you plenty of 'em to service."\n\nThe words just sort of roll through your head and send shivers of strange, almost formless excitement down your spine. You can't really coherently think to comprehend them right now, but sucking cocks is sex, sex is good, you want to suck cocks, you want more cocks, you want to suck all the cocks.\n\n"Mm, as much as I'd like to feed you a big thick load, cutie, I really think you need it in your ass instead," Marcus says after a bit, squeezing one of your buttocks. "You want that, huh? You want me to fuck you and fill you full of cum, cute stuff?"\n\nOh god yes you want him to fuck you so bad, you want his big fat cock in your eager little straight ass, you want him to pound you like a girl, you want him to fuck you, you want everyone to fuck you. You suck in a hard breath as he urges your head up and off his prick and then takes you by the hand, rising to your feet and following along with him on shaky legs, your cock swaying in front of you with your steps and slinging a long line of pre back and forth. Once he's led you into the bedroom, you stand there quivering in desire and eagerness, unable to think of doing anything else as he undresses you, stripping off the phony Scout uniform and leaving you standing naked, his hands roaming your body, stroking your legs, your belly. He cups your balls and fondles them gently as he leans down and suckles one of your nipples, making you whimper loudly and quiver all over, your cock giving a jump and dribbling a fresh, enthusiastic stream of pre down onto his wrist.\n\nYou watch with hazy, incohrent anticipation as he quickly strips off his own clothes, baring an unremarkable body save for that long, girthy prick and fat, heavy balls swaying beneath it as he moves to urge you up onto the bed on all fours. You stay on hands and knees, panting, trembling, waiting, your eyes glazed and lips parted as you listen to soft, wet squelching noises. You shiver in excitement as you feel and hear the bedsprings creak under him getting up as well, then give a soft cry of surprise and eagerness as he slaps his now lubed-up cock against your butt a few times, sliding it along the cleft between them and rubbing it against your quivering, trembling hole. That is until he draws back and presses the tip to said hole, and then slowly, steadily pushes inside you.\n\nYour eyes roll some, teeth clenching a little as your virginity is taken, a low whimper of mingled disbelief and pleasure escaping your throat. Marcus just keeps pushing in though, slow and steady, spreading your tight teenage ass open, claiming your hot little straight hole with that fat prick of his. Your own cock twitches and jumps beneath you at the feel of how deep he's going, how wide he's spreading you, slinging the line of pre along the sheets and almost reaching your belly and chest a few times. Soon you feel his hips pressing against you, his large, hairy sack pressing up against your smaller, smoother one as he shifts his grip to your waist. Then he's working his hips, his strokes smooth and confident and practiced, obviously thoroughly experienced at fucking eager boy-holes that have never been filled by a dick the size of his before.\n\n"Yeah, you like it, cutie?" he coos as he fucks you, his hefty sack slapping gently and steadily against yours, your cock now bouncing with the motions of him fucking you. "You like getting fucked in your naughty little boy-pussy?"\n\n"Nnh, ah, ah, anh, ah, nnf," you moan out, your tongue lolled out now, your body mindlessly moving in time with his thrusts and the minute urging of his hands, mostly instinctively fucking yourself back against him. Yes you love it in your boy-pussy, your naughty little boy-pussy feels so good, you don't want anything else but to be fucked in your boy-pussy forever, you want more cocks in your boy-pussy, you want all the cocks in your boy-pussy, you want bigger and more cocks in your boy-pussy all the time.\n\nThese barely-counting-as-thoughts fill your fogged head as Marcus fucks you gradually harder and faster, until you're almost wailing in constant pleasure as he pounds your previously virgin little hole like he's trying to destroy it. You've felt like you were right on the edge of cumming ever since he first touched your cock, but it's not until he gives a long, loud grunt and shoves deep inside you, sending a rush of wet warmth deep into your belly, that you finally do, your body shaking and your eyes rolled up in your head as your cock spurts long, thick ropes of cum all over the sheets, firing well past your head and a few even making it to the floor.\n\nYou hang your head, trembling and panting again, your body still shaking, as he pulls out of you, his cock slipping free and letting loose a heavy trickle of cum that slides down your taint and over your balls. "Mmm, there we go," Marcus purrs, giving your ass a squeeze before he scoots off the bed and stands, padding barefoot to the door. "Don't move a muscle cutie, I'm gonna go get something so we can have even more fun."\n\nYour chest rises and falls heavily as the haze around your mind starts to clear and you slowly start to come back to yourself. Your cock, too, finally starts to droop a little, gradually losing some of its hardness, the overexcited, tingly feeling receding. He... drugged you? The soda was some sort of... lust... thing? God, it made you want to be fucked so bad, even though you don't even like guys... and yet even now you can feel your thoroughly-fucked asshole giving a little flutter as more of his cum dribbles down your skin, making you shiver. Guh... at least it's clearing now, some...\n\n<hr>\n[["Gotta... get out of here..."|QOMarc]]\n\n[["Gotta... catch my breath..."|QOMarc1x3]]

You decide to lounge around in your bedroom for awhile, now that it's been refurbished. After all, it has a nice view of the farm, and at least some of its own activities to do.\n\nThere's a comfy bed, the covers a deep blue and the mattress soft and pliant. You guess if you wanted, you could just [[jerk off and take a nap|FGWLeisBetterBedroomJerkoffDay]]*. Sort of boring, but then also nice to know you won't get caught. ... Or if you do it's by no one that will mind.\n\nThere's also a nice armchair settled facing the dresser, on top of which is a [[television|FGWLeisTVWatchDay]]. <<if $dvrbought is true>>Attached to it is the little black box of the [[DVR|FGWLeisDVRday]], which you assume has been collecting and recording shows since it was installed. <<endif>>TV in this setting is sure to be... interesting!<<if $wardrobebought is true>><br><br>There's also the [[wardrobe|FGWWardrobeDay]]* that you bought, full of different outfits. You guess you could try a few of them on? Depending on what you try, that could be... ahem.<<endif>>\n\nThere's a pair of [[binoculars|FGWBinocularsDay]]* resting on the windowsill, too. You're not entirely sure who put them there, but your bedroom does have a decent view of both the farm and the surrounding area, so maybe you could spot something interesting if you looked around.\n\nOr you could just [[go back outside|FGWLeisFarmDay]].\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[night bedroom|FGWBetterBedroomEve]]<<endif>>

"Okay, sure, please take over cooking for Amooya."<<set $cecicooks to true>>\n\n"Very well, sir, I shall see what I have to work with immediately." Cecilia adjusts her glasses again, then gives a small 'ah'. "I'll likely have to do some cleaning and arranging, so please, for this morning have this as your breakfast." She reaches into... her cleavage... and rummages briefly, before pulling out an almost perfect cube of aluminum foil. "Here, please enjoy, sir."\n\n"... Th-thanks?" you stammer, accepting it and opening the top, then blinking. "Oh, brownies."\n\n"Obviously it's not good to have rich, sugary food for breakfast every morning, but we shall consider this something of a celebration," Cecilia says with a nod and a bit of a smile. "Now, sir, I shall go and see to the kitchen," she adds, turning and heading into the next room.\n\nYou undo some more of the foil, then take a piece of brownie and pop it in your mouth. It's really good! ... Oh, and it's, uh, it's still warm.\n\n<hr>\n[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]

Well if you're meant to play a girl in this faction, you guess you'll play a girl. And having one of your abilities constantly active without needing to take the time to put it on or maintain it sounds like a good deal to you! You reach out and tap the 'Striker' selection.\n\nThe window immediately swings forward and splits, turning into a forward-and-back image of you in your VR suit... geez that thing is tight, you think with a blush. Then you let out a squeak as it starts tightening further over most of your body, pressing in against you and sort of starting to <i>mold</i> you like your body beneath it was so much gel being squished in a stress ball. It doesn't hurt, or really feel much of anything, just that you're... changing.\n\nFor one thing it seems to be stretching you out and making you a bit taller, rising upward by a few inches. Your shoulders, hips, rear, and even your arms and legs begin to be molded into a more feminine shape... but also being pressed into the clear indent of muscles, your belly growing even firmer and flatter even as your waist slims and your hips round out. In a matter of moments your body looks positively amazonian... well, a teenage amazon, anyway, still on the somewhat slender and sleek side, but amazon nonetheless... just with a completely flat chest and a bulge at the crotch.\n\nThen you give another yelp as the chest of the suit starts inflating outward, turning into a pair of individually-hugged full, firm globes, even as your crotch starts getting pressed flatter and flatter, the bulge of your cock disappearing even as the fullness of breasts takes form, your nipples appearing as stiff little nibs that get thicker and more pronounced, the areola around them starting to stand out as if the material of the suit were being stretched thin by the expansion. As your crotch goes completely flat and a light cleft with a much smaller nub appears between your legs, the expansion in your chest stops as well, easily something like E or EE cups.\n\nYou blink as your skin begins to darken, tanning as if you were undergoing some time-lapse photography under the sun (except you usually sunburn instead of tan). At the same time your hair lightens, turning a bright, pale blonde as well as growing fluffier and more wild, growing a bit further down your neck and gaining several pink streaks in it. You blink, and your eyes turn a brilliant blue color, your face subtly shifting to a feminine but rather handsome caste. \n\nThen the VR suit abruptly disappears, revealing that the rest of your body is indeed changed underneath it, and similarly tanned, save for pale lines in the shape of a bikini top on your large breasts with their large nipples and your smooth-shaven pussy. You stare for just a moment in shock before you yelp, your hands moving to cover yourself, then pausing as you realize what that would mean touching. \n\nIn that moment of hesitation, there's a brief glow, and a small tattoo appears high on your crotch... the black half of a Yin-Yang, turned so that it's arched upward. You let out a loud gasp as your crotch pushes outward again, this time in full view and uncovered, a cock quickly growing back in, as pale and soft as the untanned skin it's growing out of. But, um... well, it's definitely different than the one you had! For one thing the skin just somehow seems smoother and prettier, but for another it's, well, bigger. Longer and thicker and draped over heavier balls, by the time it's finished growing, even if it is still limp. That's, uh... so that's Yang no Jutsu, huh?\n\nYou jump a little as a pair of pink leopard-print panties appear on your lower half, hugging your new (or at least newly-impressive) cock into a manageable bulge, before a pair of low-waisted blue denim cutoffs appear over it, somewhat further minimizing but not at all hiding said bulge. A snug navy-trimmed white tanktop appears, hugging your breasts up and providing support, as well as straps around your upper arms and thighs, and a matching choker around your throat. Baggy white socks appear on your feet along with a pair of high-performance sneakers, and then a pair of silver gauntlets around your forearms, sections of metal covering the backs of your hands and fingers but leaving your palms and fingertips bare.\n\n'... Ninja, huh?' you think a little wryly as you flex your fingers and throw a few experimental punches. Now that the changes to your body seem to be completed, you feel much less shocked and embarrassed... actually right now you're feeling pretty confident and eager to get started! You admire yourself in the image windows a bit, turning back and forth to enjoy the view of your toned abs and strong butt, before both close and are replaced by another window.\n\n'Jei\nStudent Striker Lvl 1\n\nAs a Sin Run Nin student, your grades, advancement, and eventual graduation to full ninja are judged by completing successful assignments. Better grades equal access to more weapons and new jutsus. Advancement leads to better quarters and more privileges. Graduation leads to a life of wealth and leisure in the downtime between missions that you'll begin to be paid for.\n\nWhile you are a student, you will suffer no retribution for failure (other than the potential consequences of the failure itself). Teachers may even come to your rescue if you find yourself in a bad situation... or they might not. Be prepared to disappear into the shadows one way or another, for that is the life of a ninja!\n\nAs a Striker, you have honed Yang no Jutsu to the point of having it constantly active, increasing your strength, stamina, and durability to almost superhuman levels. You also have access to Eleme no Jutsu, which allows you to channel elemental energy; currently you can only channel Lightning and Fire, but as you increase in power and learn more Jutsus, the elements you can channel will increase as well. \n\nAs a student, there are three paths open to you:\n\n[[Set out and begin taking missions at once|QONA]] - Most Sin Run Nin work alone, only coming together in groups to handle particularly tough assignments. You can immediately begin fighting the enemies of humanity (or the academy, which is considered the same thing).\n\n[[Choose a partner|QONA2x3]] - Alternatively some Sin Run Nin choose a single partner to work with, especially during their academy years, to help watch their back and support them. Select a fellow ninja who's looking for a partner as well.\n\n[[Find a Senpai|QONA]] - Though in rare supply, sometimes a Senpai will be available and looking for a <strike>proper</strike> Sin Run Nin to partner with in particular.'

That one seems like... mildly reputable? But also like the hurdle's not too big. You walk over to the table, clearing your throat a bit nervously as the guy manning it sits up and actually looks at you. He looks mostly kinda-sorta human, except he has really long earlobes that have sort of layered 'plates' running down them, his thick scruffy beard and hair have an almost literally metal wire look to them. "So you uh... need crew?" you ask.\n\nWhich of course makes you feel like an idiot when he glances towards where the sign is hung, then back at you and just raises an eyebrow. But at least all he says is, "Aye. So you'd be looking at a deck boy posting, woudlja?"\n\n"Um."\n\nHe rolls his eyes a bit, but gamely explains, "Deck boy, means ya don't get your own berth and yer just pitchin' in wherever's needful. It's a good choice for lads just lookin' ta get out an' see the stars 'cause ya ain't really full crew, so ya can leave at any port we come to as y'wish. Meals and a place to bunk down is your only pay, though, savin' the crew feel some generosity for your help and toss a few slips yer way."\n\nYou guess the job of 'unpaid intern' is sort of eternal and transcends culture. "How often do you make port? Do you go very far?"\n\n"Here and there and wherever, lad. Ports are usually a few weeks apart, sometimes shorter, not too much longer all that often." \n\nSo basically this sounds like exactly what Mac had in mind... going to a bunch of different places, trying the card in all of them, and being able to leave and wait for someone to come pick you up if you ever get a hit. After waffling over it for a few seconds more, you nod and manage to mumble out something about agreeing. Without any particular ceremony he proffers a tablet and a stylus, telling you to sign your name on one of the lines. He accepts it back, writes something beside your name (you're gonna guess it's 'Deck boy'), then grunts and gestures to a nearby curb. Taking the hint, you walk over and plop down to sit, settling down to people watch and try not to work yourself up over how fucked up this all is. Y'know, still.\n\nSeveral other guys get signed up, though they're all obviously full adults and you're guessing they get signed on as crew, and the guy at the desk just tells them the name of the ship ("The Hefty Load") and where it's docked and sends them along. You guess he's worried about you getting shanghaied or whatever. You're also a little surprised when a woman (well, you assume so, what with the overall feminine shape and fairly obvious breasts, you guess you can't assume being that she has bright purple skin and a little fringe of antenna running down the middle of her head) comes up asking to sign up and the crewman sort of semi-politely but gruffly turns her away. You'd somehow just assumed that in a spacefaring society there wouldn't be anything like sexual discrimination, but it looks like this ship's "old school" and only takes men.\n\nWhen you work up the courage to ask the crewman about it, he lets out a loud snort. "Well there's some that still call it tradition, aye, but it's havin' far more t'do with the company's liability iffin somebody gets pregnant on th' voyage." Which... yeah, okay, you guess that makes sense too. Maybe he's impressed that you were actually able to get a genuine question out, because he finally introduces himself as Old Burr. And it's not much longer before Old Burr grunts and gets to his feet (at which you finally notice he's got a prosthetic leg... not a pegleg, but a very simplified looking cybernetic limb with a fair amount of revealed mechanisms, like the sort of ring-shaped knee joint). You scramble up as he gives you a gruff order to pack up the table... you guess you're already starting work. It's really not that much different than any folding table, just that there's simple buttons rather than a mechanical lock for the legs, and that it actually folds up into something you can carry yourself as you hurry along behind him. His prosthetic apparently isn't quite perfectly matched to his other leg since he sort of swings or waddles, but he's pretty fast on it, especially for an older-looking guy.\n\nYou're actually kind of glad he had you wait, because the path takes you quite a ways along the docks and then down to another lower level, where there are definitely some skeevy-looking customers who eye you thoughtfully before realizing you're with a someone. It's pretty wild being essentially underground and still seeing a bunch of large spaceships, including a fairly unlovely one you're heading towards that's practically a long rectangular prism, just with the edges rounded out a bit and a few other rectangles stuck to it here and there. Old Burr leads the way up a wide ramp and into the ship, gruffly pointing out the navigation marks on the hallway walls. "Best memorize th' system soon's y'can, lad, the Hefty Load has twenty decks and is a mite long, and all th' crew space's been wound between the storage bays, you'll get fine lost if'n ya try to rely on just your own memory of where y'are, less'n ya been aboard many a year."\n\nHe shows you into a rather large room, which you're admittedly a little dismayed to realize must be shared living space intended for at least two dozen people, maybe three if the sleeping mats on the floor were rearranged to basically be edge to edge. "Shelves here where y'can keep yer things, lad. Stealin's a punishable offense an' most of the other boys will ken that well, but I still wouldn't leave anythin' ye value oe'rly there too long without bein' seen ta check an' watch it of'n. Bunks is as first-come, first-serve, but my advice is if'n a bigger boy says one is his, y'might agree wi' 'im. Yer free ta be where y'wish on th' ship save you're told not to, but I'd also advise ye not try hidin' out ta avoid work as 'ventually it'll be noticed and you'll catch hell. Like as well ye can settle 'ere for now, though, as we're almost fit to set off."\n\nWith that he turns and thumps his way out, metal foot clanking on the metal deck. You're guessing that whatever role Old Burr has on the ship, "ninja" is definitely not it. You glance around, just sort of taking in the rather dim, undecorated room with its collection of pads laid out on the floor that will apparently be 'home' until you can manage to call for help. You haven't had time to do much more than that when the door slides open and someone else trots in. At first you think that maybe a girl sneaked aboard anyway, since they're very pretty with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail, with a sleek body covered with dark pink fur with a slightly purplish tint to it. It takes you a second to realize that no, it's another boy, maybe about your age? but with a sleek figure to go with his feline appearance. Well that and that he's wearing a white tubetop across his chest, a rather glaringly neon pink sash tied around his hips, short shorts that come dangerously close to being a bikini bottom, and what look kind of like black thigh-highs but thick enough around the feet they apparently serve as boots. He blinks almost glowing blue eyes at you several times.\n\n"Oh, a new boy, huh?" he almost literally purrs, making your face go red at the blatantly flirtatious tone. You squirm a bit more as he sashays over, using a rather suggestive roll of his hips before he comes to a stop a bit in front of you and leans towards you. "A human too! Judging by your clothes and that bag, got reeeally lost on a space trip, huh? Well don't worry, you're safe now!" he adds with a giggle, winking at you. "How about I... give you the rundown of how things work around here?"\n\n<hr>\n[["O-... okay..."|QOSC3x2]]\n\n[["... No thanks."|QOSC]]

"Amooya seems to enjoy cooking for me, so for now let's just let her keep doing that," you tell Cecilia.<<set $cecicooks to false>>\n\n"Certainly, sir, far be it from me to overstep my bounds. Still, all the same, I've got a lot to do around the house, so I should likely peruse the interior and figure out where to turn my attention to first." She bows briefly to you, large breasts wobbling freely, then settling with a bit of a bounce as she straightens up. "Please come see me a bit later, if you like, since as you'll recall I am ever at your service."\n\nOh right, didn't she say she'd do... anything... you asked? While you're still thinking about that, though, she turns and walks off, apparently eager to see how much work she has to do around the house, or at least not wanting to put it off.\n\n<hr>\n[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]

Like, you know that girl streamers who act all smug and sort of snide and... well... like brats are really popular. You guess you don't see why the same wouldn't be true of a femboy streamer. (Which you're still sort of processing that you are now.) You start up the camera preview and eye yourself. ... No you just can't see it. You've invested way too much time and energy into <i>not</i> being a brat, and you still look too much like you to yourself.\n\nYou head down to the second floor, finding the shops that were mentioned. They're surprisingly normal-seeming, the sort of thing you might see in any little interior strip mall, just with some of them shamelessly displaying blatantly lewd items (such as a selection of dildos, most of them fairly basic... you guess they're in case a streamer forgot their own and just <i>has</i> to have something to stuff in themselves on camera.) You find the place with cosplay stuff that was mentioned and look over their selection of wigs, figuring that as the most obvious way to change up your appearance. There's not a huge selection, but you quickly spot one that's got a sort of anime punk style... it emulates real hair closely enough that it could just be dyed the deep, obviously unnatural red color. It comes back in a sort of tapered way to about your shoulder level in back, and has two long forelocks in front that would come down just past your chest. Hm... yeah, you can see that as a bratty sort of hairstyle. Trying not to be too sheepish, you take the wig up to the counter and purchase it (and, on impulse, a pair of purple color contacts), then head back to your streaming lair.\n\nYou clip the pink 'boy' barrette into the bangs of the wig, then take a deep breath and strip off your clothes, revealing the lacy black panties and stockings. God, it feels so embarrassing to be wearing them somewhere other than your room, it practically feels like you're wearing them in public somehow! ... And admittedly that's just a bit of a turnon. Looking over the masks, you select one that has a bright pink kitty-cat :3 smirk and whiskers on it and press it into place... it's one of those that's definitely designed to obscure your face a bit, more commonly called a 'privacy mask', so it fits along the line of your jaw and over your chin fully. Then you pick up the wig and settle it on.\n\nIt's almost like you can feel the change wash over you as you settle the wig into place, and watch yourself become unrecognizable in the video preview. Because that's what the wig does already, makes you into someone else. Someone who doesn't have to worry about what his parents think, or his friends think, or anyone else. You're not Jamie Kinsington, you realize as you stare at the image... you're J-chan. And J-chan doesn't have to answer to <i>anybody</i> but the hot porn store owner who wants him to make a ton of money doing lewd stuff!\n\nYour lips curl up into a smirk almost matching the one printed on the mask covering them as you quickly and without hesitation put in the contacts, blinking your now brilliantly purple eyes at the camera. Oooo, even better! You look like one sexy-ass anime boiwaifu! Snickering wickedly to yourself, you go into your stream menu and add a few more keywords to it: '#brat' '#smug kitty' '#come get told nerds'\n\nOooo, this is starting to be a lot of fun already! Just... saying whatever you want knowing you can get away with it! And you can see the waiting room already starting to fill with viewers, the chat beginning to scroll with a lot of variations on 'brat?' 'femboy brat?' 'bratboi?!' and so on. Giggling, you sit back and watch as the time until your stream counts down as more and more people join the waiting room. You also figure out where all the good positions on the cameras are... where to slide your chair back, how to position yourself on the couch, making several very lewd poses in the process and having a grand old time. (Hm... you know, maybe there's something to that 'smug kitty' thing, you think as you do a stretching cat-style pose on the porncouch. Maybe once you start making some money you should have some ears added to your wig. And maybe see if Aerin has any cute kitty tail plugs!)\n\nFinally... finally... it's time to start! Fuck, you're so excited now, now that you don't have to worry about being Jamie! You click the launch screen (just a basic wipe for right now, since you haven't ranked up anough to get the stuff to make a good one) and immediately wave with both hands. "Hiiiii fuckers!" you coo. "You been waiting for me? Got your dicks all hard in your hands wanting to see me?" The thought does send a little excited shiver through you... somehow you'd been avoiding thinking of how it was mostly going to be guys watching you, now it's just plain fun. "Well J-chan is here~! Are you happy~! Lawl, you're scrolling all to fuck so you horny degenerates must be!" you coo. Dang, your voice even sounds so cute and wicked like this! It's really like you're someone else, someone confident and hot!\n\n"Whatcha been waiting for, huh? Waiting to seeee... my dick?" you purr, pushing the chair back and framing the bulge in your panties with your hands, giggling. "Yeaaaah c'mon you were here to see my dick, right?" you continue to tease, even as the chat starts crawling with 'butt!' 'ass!' 'show us your butthole!' and such. "Hmmm? Hm? You all came because you wanted to see my dick right? Whaaaat? Noooo?" you continue, making the pout obvious in your voice as you pull on the front of the panties with your thumb and let them snap back.\n\n"My <i>butt</i>?" you gasp theatrically after making a show of checking the chat. "That's why you came? Mmmmm... wellllll... I dunno..."\n\nYou'd really just meant to tease a bit more, and are almost shocked when suddenly donations start dinging your notifications. Apparently they thought you were being coy about needing to be bribed. ... Well, you won't correct them, you think with a smirk. "Okay, okay, gosh!" you huff, snickering smugly as you get up into the seat of the chair on your knees, turning away from the camera and leaning forward. The panties aren't quite a thong but they've definitely ridden into your ass a fair bit, showing it off. "You like? Huh?" you purr, wiggling it towards the camera shamelessly as more donations start dinging. "I know it's not the fattest thing in the world guys but I prooomise I'm gonna make it rounder for you, hmmm? Oh, you want... these down?"\n\nGiggling, you slide the panties down over your ass, letting them drop and fall away, revealing both your cleft and your half-hard cock dangling down between your thighs. "Oh right, in case you didn't see the banner add... my sponsor is The Hoard," you coo, reaching back and pulling one of your asscheeks aside to better display the logo'd plug inside you. "The owner gave me thiiiis and I've had it in all~ day~! But I'm gonna take it out... nnnnnow," you groan softly as you reach back. Your ass has clenched up around the plug enough that it takes a fair bit of wiggling around and tugging to get it out. "So that... I can play with... my butt... for you guys," you say with a slightly exaggerated breathlessness... but only slightly, and the loud, pleasured gasp you give as the plug finally pops out and shows off your gaping pucker to your steadily growing (and donating) audience isn't faked at all.\n\nPanting softly through the mask, you turn around and settle back into the chair with a slightly odd empty feeling, setting the plug aside. You notice that now there's a lot of questions being directed at you as to your preferences. Hm... well, despite all the anal play (and the excitement of showing off for a bunch of men), you still really only feel attracted to girls. Should you be honest? After all, that might actually get a lot of them hotter...\n\n<hr>\n[[You're 100% straight!|QOStream]]\n\n[[You're a naughty cock addict~!|QOStream]]\n\n[[You'll fuck anything that moves!|QOStream]]\n\n[[You're straight... <i>but</i>...|QOStream]]

You use your MonComm to pop five bottles of monster girl milk out of your inventory and onto the counter.<<set $mgmilk -= 5>><<set $fd += 250>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

Besides the vague but somehow terrifying threat of what Aerin might do to you if you embarrassed her, you really do want more toys. And a lot of money. ... And you'd be lying if you said a part of you wasn't turned on.\n\nSo early the next morning you get up and, trembling faintly with excitement and nerves and fear, put on a rather cute pair of slightly lacey black panties and some matching black stockings, your cock throbbing stiffly and eagerly as you bundle those up under your jeans. You put on a normal pair of socks over your stocking feet, just in case, and the most normal-looking shirt you can find. Your whole body feels jittery like a sugar rush, your skin hot and sensitive, your mind hyperaware of the waistband of the panties hugging you and the softness of the fabric pressing against your balls and shaft, of the stockings hugging your slim, still largely hairless legs. And, of course, all of it making you occasionally squeeze your ass reflexively around the plug still settled in it. Almost absentmindedly you stuff the plushie and your original dildo back into the backpack with the rest of the things and go downstairs.\n\nAll the same you go down to breakfast, feeling vaguely disconnected from it as you behave Perfectly Normally™ to your parents despite the lingerie beneath your clothes, the plug in your ass, and the bagful of sex toys and more lingerie sitting next to your chair. Your brain is getting pelted with a thousand lewd thoughts a second, some that are way, way off in what you'd normally think of and yet every one makes your cock throb a little. Holy gosh, you <i>really</i> hope you eventually get used to this, you won't be able to take it if not!\n\nYou definitely want to wait upstairs, but it feels like you'd somehow seem suspicious doing that, so instead settle down on the couch with your wicked secrets to watch TV, until eventually your mother, when passing by a front window, calls "Jamie, I think your ride's here!" You hop up quickly, having to suppress a squeak at the shift of the plug inside you, feeling deeply perverted as you kiss your mom's cheek goodbye completely chastely and normally before heading outside.\n\nEasy to see why your mom guessed it's your ride to work, as it's one of those ubiquitous shuttle vans that all the airports and car rental places and big hotels use. It's so completely and utterly normal, right down to the stylized-but-not-too-fancy font reading 'Everyone's Office Complex' that you can also see why your mother didn't have any of her usual fretfulness about you going out and getting in it. It's just so... mundane. The sliding side door automatically opens for you as you approach, and you climb in, muffling another 'mmf' as you settle your plugged butt on the seat and buckle in. The driver, a very average-seeming guy in a blue polo with the logo on the pocket, gives you a knowing smile in the mirror but doesn't say anything as he pulls away and sets off.\n\nThe multi-story building you arrive at is, too, extremely and stupendously normal, possibly the only vaguely noteworthy thing about it being how all the windows are tinted completely opaque black, but then you doubt even that would seem suspicious if you didn't already know what this place was. The driver pulls up in front of the main entrance and you get out, hefting your bag onto your shoulder and walking inside. Probably as guessed, the lobby is all business, not a single hint of anything untoward. There's a pretty twenty-something girl behind the reception desk, and a slightly older woman standing beside it. The standing one is probably a bit younger than your mom, tall and slender with her red hair pulled back and tied in a tight businesslike bun, amber eyes behind a pair of professional-looking squarish black-rimmed glasses, her black skirt-suit showing off an overall slender build (without much at all in the chest area but), with just a faint hint of black silk topping visible from her stockings just below the hem of her skirt. She smiles as she sees you and walks over.\n\n"You must be our new talent," she says in a sweet, smooth, slightly sensual voice that makes your ass clench a little, offering a hand with perfectly-manicured and professionally pale red painted fingernails to shake. "I'm Mister Raye, the site manager."\n\n"Oh, nice to meet you," you murmur, blushing and looking down as you shake the hand. "I'm... uh? Mister?" you ask, glancing up and blinking.\n\nMister Raye smirks and turns a bit to the side, shifting their hips and moving one leg a bit, holding the skirt pinned against their thigh. Suddenly a <i>very</i> considerable bulge that had been otherwise completely hidden becomes abundantly obvious in the front of the skirt. Your face goes red, and he lets out a soft laugh. "I got my start as a femboy performer too, sweetie," he coos, winking one long-lashed and perfectly-shaded eye. "Let's say it became a bit of a habit."\n\n"O-oh."\n\nWhile your mind's still reeling a bit wondering if that might ever happen to you too, Mister Raye continues. "Now, good thing you didn't continue, because we don't use real names around here, only performer names. I'll need to get some of your real information from you in private, though, so come this way, please."\n\n"Okay." You follow he-, er, him into the elevator, and then out into a very large, opulent office that all looks intently professional and yet somehow manages to radiate sex. ... Maybe it's that black leather love seat again. He settles behind the desk and you somewhat hesitantly but, remembering Aerin's warning, truthfully give your real information.\n\n"Have you picked out a performer name?" he asks as he finishes up all the real-life stuff.\n\n"Ah... I figured I'd just go with... J-chan. Like just the letter," you answer, blushing a bit. It seems kind of risky to give any sort of hint that it might be you, like using the first letter of your real name. But... in all the lewd stuff you've read about people being streamers, that's how they do it. ... Those stories usually end with them getting caught, and as much as you don't want that to happen... well. Maybe it's a little exciting too. From the way Mr. Raye smirks, you can see that he's figured that out, making you blush even more.\n\n"Now, here's how it works. We take all the money you get from donations and take our cut of it, which varies depending on bandwidth and other services you use, but I promise you'll always keep the majority of your earnings," Mr. Raye says, laying his lovely feminine hands on the desktop as he explains. "We'll then issue you a check from one of our shell companies, specifically the social media influencer one in your case. Your paycheck is all aboveboard so nothing to worry about accounting for how you got the money. Now, your viewers will sometimes want to send you things, and we take care of that too with PO boxes and checking them for safety before we deliver them to you. We also maintain a set of shops on the second level that have all sorts of things you might need for streaming, if a slightly limited selection. There's even a sex toy store, but considering who your sponsor is," he notes dryly.\n\n"Eheh, r-right."\n\n"You have a limited line of credit the first month, since Aerin's a friend of mine and she's hoping for a lot from you, but we'll take it out of your donations and you'll have to pay up front starting next month. The second floor also has a break room, obviously be respectful of things in the fridge, if you didn't put it in there don't take it out, we clean it out every Friday night at nine. Your streaming office is open to you at any time of the day or night you want to come in, though right now we've got you scheduled for the tram at ten every weekday... don't worry, you'll still have plenty of viewers despite the slightly odd time," he says with a snicker. "Our audience doesn't exactly keep normal work or sleep hours, so you'll likely do numbers no matter when you stream. Now, we do have a bonus 'ranking' system."\n\n"Ranking system?" you echo.\n\n"The more subscribers you have and more donations you bring in, the higher your rank, and we'll offer extra services. You've watched other streamers before, yes?" he asks. At your nod, he continues, "So you've seen them do things like 'Punishment wheel' games? One of our more popular items for ranking streamers is a selection of physical punishment wheels that sort of... enable... the punishment you roll." While you're still wondering at the slightly strange emphasis, he continues. "Of course we also have other things, like upgrades to your streaming space, access to our other specialty facilities like the hot tub and pool, and so on. For now, though, I'll show you to your space and you can settle in, your first stream is scheduled for about two hours from now."\n\nYou follow Mr. Raye back to the elevator, and then out into another normal-looking hallways of office doors. Yours says, appropriately enough, 'Weebstream Microblogging Public Relations Dept.'. ... Wait, did you tell Aerin about the story you'd come up with for your employment? You're distracted though as Mr. Raye shows you the code for the lock and then inside. The room is smallish and simple... there's a desk with three flatscreen monitors and a slightly oversized chair (you guess so you can climb up on it) and another one of those black leather loveseats against the wall behind it. "The camera is set up so you can switch from the view of the chair to the view of the couch as you like, though some streamers actually like the 'far off' look of when they move, up to you. As you rank up you'll have access to larger spaces where you can have things like a bed or other accoutrements... the larger ones even have things like stripper poles," he adds with a wink, making you blush again. "Here's the streaming UI, it's pretty self-explanatory, I'll let you familiarize yourself with it."\n\n"O-okay. Thanks."\n\n"I think you're gonna go far here, J-chan," Mr. Raye purrs, giving you a wink before sashaying out the door, closing it behind him.\n\nStill blushing, you settle into the chair, butt yet again giving a twinge around your plug. Soon you'll be able to take it out... and put something else in its place, you think, your cock starting to stiffen again as you begin taking things out of your bag. You stare blankly at the Sailor Mars plushie for a moment, as if you'd never seen it before, before shrugging and setting it on the desk. At least you'll have one bit of decoration to start off with. You set the toys and bottles of lube from the bag where they'll be out of sight but handy, then lay out the masks, putting off picking one until you've familiarized yourself with the software. As promised, it's pretty self-explanatory... there's a thing for putting the chat on one screen so it's easy to read, what the camera shows on another so you can see yourself, with the third mainly devoted to what the program actually does. On-screen text affects, mute and blackscreen, polls and a web browser, it really all is pretty easy to figure out. ... Man this whole operation must be super well-funded. You wonder how many of the other offices are filled right now.\n\nAs it starts to get closer and closer to streaming time, you glance down at the masks, trying to focus. Aerin said to craft a persona, basically... well, you obviously needed to come up with some other name, which is already up in your streaming software along with all the tags (#femboy and #analplay among others), but... beyond that, should you be putting on a personality?\n\n<hr>\n[[Ditzy and cute, maybe?|QOStream]]\n\n[[What about... bratty?|QOStream1x2]]\n\n[[Just be yourself.|QOStream]]

Nah, you decide... even if it was real, today was too much fun just as you are. What if you had to leave it all behind by becoming a demon? You've just discovered the fun of exhibitionism and crossdressing, why give it all up if that's the case? You pick the dream journal up and set it inside the drawer of your nighttable with the pen, sliding it closed. ... Maybe if you ever get caught you can use it as an out. Again, assuming it's real. But for now, forget about it.\n\nYou spend the night browsing GoingWilder for ideas and just general fap material, getting off a few more times... man, other people are really lewd too. And you're pretty sure you recognize a few places around Deviville too, so some of them are local. ... Maybe...? No, that's probably rushing it. For now, anyway. In any event you wind up jerking off a few more times to other peoples' videos but, as is your wont, lurk and don't comment, simply silently upvoting. Eventually you fall asleep, albeit first making sure the app is fully closed and password locked.\n\nIn the morning you get up and sort of reflexively check your phone... GoingWilder doesn't do notifications, for good reason, but it's just sort of a reflex. You do see that you have a textmail from Maya though. (It's this weird text message/email hybrid the local Deviville phone service has... you guess it's supposed to be like texting in that it's quick and direct but more secure because the notifications don't show any contents and the program's behind an extra password layer.) It's probably nothing... maybe she got a boyfriend and wants to brag to you about it or something, she's super pretty after all, it's kind of weird she doesn't have one or maybe three.\n\nMm... speaking of which. Maybe today you could go out and get a hookup, since you've decided to be bold. The thought still sends shivers of anxiety and worry through you, but in its own way that's what's exciting... just going out and hooking up for sex is so un-you that you really want to do it!\n\nOr you could just do more exhibitionism like yesterday... and maybe find some more opportunities like yesterday's too. Gator can't be the only big friendly dog that gets let off his leash near places with hiding spots, can he?\n\nThen there's those GoingWilder streamers you were pretty sure were in Deviville. You could watch some more of their stuff, maybe sort of get more of an idea of whether you wanted to put out a feeler about hooking up, if you got to feeling <i>really</i> adventurous!\n\n<hr>\n[[Check Maya's message.|QOSw1x6]]\n\n[[Go out and hook up.|QOSw]]\n\n[[More exhibitionism.|QOSw]]\n\n[[Watch the streamers.|QOSw]]

You tap the option to see what colors are available for painting the house.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $fd > 199>><<if not $housepaintwhite>>White - [[200 FD|FGWLeisPaintHouseWhite]]*<<else>>Your house is currently white.<<endif>><<else>>White - 200 FD<<endif>>\n\n<<if $fd > 199>><<if not $housepaintblack>>Black - [[200 FD|FGWLeisPaintHouseBlack]]<<else>>Your house is currently black.<<endif>><<else>>Black - 200 FD<<endif>>\n\n<<if $fd > 199>><<if not $housepaintred>>Red [[200 FD|FGWLeisPaintHouseRed]]*<<else>>Your house is currently red.<<endif>><<else>>Red - 200 FD<<endif>>\n\n<<if $fd > 399>><<if not $housepaintpurple>>Purple [[400 FD|FGWLeisPaintHousePurple]]*<<else>>Your house is currently purple.<<endif>><<else>>Purple - 400 FD<<endif>>\n\n[[Eh, nevermind.|FGWLeisShopAA]]

Well you're awake now, you may as well do something! This is the start of your exciting adventure of a summer vacation after all! What should you do though...?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go to Mom's room.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Go to Roma's room.|QODJSum1x5]]\n\n[[Go to Maya's room.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Go down to the hot springs.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Go outside.|QODJSum]]\n\n[[Turn on the TV.|QODJSum]]

"I think I'll go ahead and log out, Amooya."\n\n"Alright, Master! Have a good night!<<if not $amooyarejected>> I hope to see you tomorrow!<<endif>>"\n\nThe scene rapidly darkens, and then you find yourself laying on your bed wearing the VR rig.<<if $vrfirsttime>> Wow... that was wild. It all seemed so realistic and... this thing really works!<<set $vrfirsttime to false>><<endif>> You get up and peel out of the suit and visor, tucking them away in your closet before going to take a shower.<<if $fuckedwhileinVR is true>> For, um... reasons.<<endif>>\n\nThe next day after breakfast, you consider. Should you get back to it? You guess that considering the promise of the rig, you can play it almost as much as you want and still pretty much have your whole day ahead. That's almost weird to think about.\n\n<hr>\n[[Dive back in.|FGWLeisLogIn1]]\n\n[[Try something else.|QOAltStart]]\n\n[[Give it a rest.|FGWLeisDelayLogin]]

After all, succubi are supposed to be <i>the</i> hot dream things. A dream about them would have to be extra hot, right? According to certain internet forums where you're usually too skittish to hang out much, let alone post on.\n\nAnyway, you go ahead and write out the full sentence: 'A hot sex dream about a sexy demon.' ... The repetition nags you a little bit but you already wrote the first part in pen so oh well. You cap the pen and close the book, then give a little hop. The eye on the front is open now! Revealing a gleaming yellow dome with a detailed, slightly silvery-black pupil and little flecks of gold throughout the bright amber of the sclera, and a deep metallic scarlet all around the edge... that kind of feels like it's looking at you. You eye the book for a few moments, then lift the cover and peer in, looking for any sort of mechanism. Nothing. ... Maybe it's some sort of gravity thing or magnet that does it if the cover's open for a little while. Shrugging, you clamber under the covers and settle in, surprising yourself by going right to sleep.\n\nWhen you wake up you're still in bed in your room but things are... different. For one thing you went to sleep wearing a shirt and lounge pants, tucked beneath the blanket. Now you're laying flat on your back, naked, and you can actually feel your cock slowly hardening and sliding along your crotch to rest against your belly as it does. Your room is... well, it's your room, in every detail, except it seems strange. Warm and almost foggy, with a strange scent in the heavy air, a scent you can't really describe but you can sort of feel it circulating through your brain and settling into your skin, making you feel tingly and sensitive all over, like every bit of your body was just as tense and wanting as your stiff cock. There's a sort of dim light filling the room that seems to come from nowhere, and yet somehow just enhances the darkness.\n\nYour head's directed down towards the foot of the bed, and you can see that there's a figure standing there, outlined in the strange-lit shadows. It steps forward and you see...\n\n<hr>\n[[... a gorgeous woman.|QODJ]]\n\n[[... a really hot man?!|QODJ1x3]]\n\n[[... a girl?!?!|QODJ]]\n\n[[... a... girl?|QODJ2x1]]\n\n[[... YOUR MOM?!?!?!!!|QODJ3x1]]

You pass Hopita an oysterberry.<<set $oberry -= 1>><<set $fd += 40>>\n\n"And here you are!" she chirps, handing you a handful of coins, which immediately disappear when you take them. Your MonComm beeps, and checking it shows you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[Back to the sales screen.|FGWLeisShopSell]]

<<if $CC1watched is true>>You decide to rewatch the first episode of 'Centaur Confidential'.<<else>>'Centaur Confidential'? The name sounds kind of weird, like a legal show or something. More curious than anything else, you select the episode and start it up.<<endif>>\n\nStarting the episode, the screen quickly shows a pretty woman with simple brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, a bright smile on her face, the camera focused on her fromt he chest up (and still getting most of her large, bare breasts in frame. "<i>Hey, everyone! I'm Cara the Centaur, welcoming you to the first episode of Centaur Confidential, the show where we answer <b>your</b> questions about centaurs!</i>" The camera pulls back to show the barnlike dwelling she's in and her horselike lower body, the same simple brown color as her hair, her actual pony tail giving a flick as she turns and walks over to a table with envelopes piled on it, bare breasts jiggling with every hooffall. She picks up one of the envelopes that's already been opened and slides the letter out. "<i>'Dear Cara, how do centaurs masturbate?' Well you know what, that's an interesting question!</i>" she answers without any hint of shame, turning towards the camera, and making a few gestures down and backwards with her hands. "<i>Obviously we'd have problems reaching our own 'fun bits', yeah? Well, some centaurs get pretty good at laying down on their own backs and then reaching behind themselves,</i>" she continues, tilting her human half backwards until she's just almost touching her equine half's back, breasts jutting up in the air, her hands reaching back and rubbing along her own flanks. "<i>But this is about the best that I can do right now.</i>"\n\nStraightening back up with a heavy wobble of her boobs, she smiles and continues, "<i>So a lot of centaurs prefer to focus on just masturbating with our breasts! We get pretty good at it,</i>" she adds, her voice taking on a breathy, softly moaning quality as she places her hands on her tits and starts stroking and gently kneading. "<i>With some practice, we can make ourselves cum just with those," she continues, giving a soft 'mmm' as she pinches her nipples and then starts running her fingertips around her areola, apparently having every intention of actually demonstrating that ability. As her moans get louder and more eager, and her fingers get more enthusiastic on those big soft-looking pillows, you give in to the urge to undo your pants and wriggle out of them, starting to stroke your stiff prick as you watch. Cara is definitely getting rougher with herself as she goes on, really squeezing her own tits and pinching her nipples hard, tugging out on them to stretch them out. Then she lifts one up, sucking her own nipple into her mouth and suckling hard as she kneads at the other breast. She only drops her nipple from her mouth to call "<i>Aaaaa, I'm cumming!</i>" a few moments later, her flanks twitching and back hooves giving a little buck.\n\nYou yourself didn't quite get there, and slow your strokes over your own prick as Cara pants and calms down. "<i>Whew! See, nice little boobgasm!</i>" Then, grinning, she holds a finger up. "<i>Of course, it takes awhile to work up to that, and not everyone can do it! So if you're a centaur who doesn't want to rely on finding compatible males, you have to turn to one of those rare secrets of the area... sex toys!</i>" She gestures off to the side, indicating a wooden support pillar that's had a very large equinoid dildo strapped to it. Cara walks over, wrapping a hand around the shaft (though her fingertips don't touch) and starts stroking it. "<i>Now you can't find these just anywhere, since everyone just assumes sex is so readily available, you have to find a shopkeeper you can trust! And obviously it takes a bit of trial and error to figure out the exact right height. See, I use this beam usually, so I've already marked off where to put the toy,</i>" she notes in a cheerful tone, pointing the camera at some notches above and below the round base of the toy.\n\n"<i>Now, it also takes some practice to... back up, and...</i>" Cara continues as she moves around, maneuvering her equine half into place and then backing up, then giving out an 'mmmm!' as the flared tip of the toy pushes open her thick black pussylips and starts sliding inside. "<i>There, see? Obviously I'm good and wet since I already came, but it's pretty easy to get lube wherever you got the toy, Hopi-, I mean, my friend has lots of different kinds!</i>" Giggling a little nervously, Cara continues to step back until her rump bumps against the wooden beam, before she starts rocking herself back and forth. Soon she's moaning loudly, her hands once again kneading her large tits as she fucks herself on the rubber horsecock, her heavy equine flanks thumping heavily against the wood. Your cock twitches in your fingers as you stroke yourself, almost unconsciously matching her pace, both of you panting and moaning, though Cara's certainly doing so much louder and more enthusiastically from the TV.\n\nAt almost the same time, she lets out a squeal of "<i>I'm cumming!</i>" and your cock starts spurting thick gobs of white over your fingers. And immediately after, there's a loud crack as the beam breaks right behind where the toy is tied. Cara yelps loudly in shock and you give a jump<<if $CC1watchs is true>> (again, even though you've seen this before it still sort of takes you by surprise)<<endif>>, your cock letting out a larger spurt and sending a shudder of pleasure through you at the surprise as planks and a bunch of loose hay rains down on the mid-orgasm centaur. A moment later, Cara, looking flushed and rumpled, shoves the remains of the loft off of herself and stands up, apparently unharmed. "<i>Um... r-right... clearly it's better to use a really sturdy beam if you're going to do this! Or... at least not the same one all the time. Eheh. Heheh,</i>" she adds sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head. "<i>Um, thanks for watching Centaur Confidential! See you again next time!</i>"\n\nBlushing and shaking your head, you snag some tissues from the built-in dispenser in the chair and clean yourself up... and the glob of cum from the carpet. Pulling your pants back on, you give a huff and shake your head... TV in this game is interesting, that's for sure!<<set $CC1watched to true>><<if $comefromday is true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $comefromday is true>><<if $energy is 0>>Hm... that kind of [[took it out of you...|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>Time to [[get back to it|FGWLeisFarmDay]].<<endif>><<else>>You guess it's time to either [[go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].<<endif>>\n\n<<set $comefromday to false>>

"Oh, uh, yeah, okay," you agree, (probably inevitably) giving in under the gentle but inexorable force of a much stronger personality.\n\n"Cool, c'mon," he says with a beckoning motion.\n\nYou follow him inside, glancing around. 'Comfortable,' is one thought you have... all the furniture looks like it was picked for utmost comfort in lounging around. The couch seems extra wide, clearly designed to be thoroughly nappable. There's also something weirdly exciting about it, like your brain wants to assume naughty things but you can't quite put your finger on it. It's also incredibly tidy and clean, without a single thing out of place. Perhaps noticing your noticing, he grins. "I have girls who clean up for me."\n\n"O-oh." Somehow something about the way he says it doesn't sound like he means a hired maid. \n\n"Have a seat," he adds, gesturing to the other end of the couch as he sits down, a laptop with a mouse plugged into it open on the coffee table in front of him. "I was just in the midst of editing some videos. My name's Tyrian, by the way."\n\n"Oh, um, Jamie," you reply as you sit dow on the other end of the couch. "Is that what you do? As a job, I mean?"\n\n"Nnnnno, it's really more... personal," he replies with a chuckle and a glance over at you, eyes twinkling. Again, though there's nothing blatant in what he says, the various implications lodge in your brain and have you blushing. He spends a few moments clicking and typing, then sprawls back onto the couch. He starts unwrapping one of the chocolate bars (wait, when did you give that to him?) and nips the corner off of it. "Mmm, not bad," he practically purrs, clearly rolling it around on his tongue. "How 'bout you, want anything?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh, uh, just, whatever."|QOMaster]]\n\n[["Can I see what you're editing?"|QOMaster]]\n\n[["I want to be like you."|QOMaster1x2]]\n\n[["... some of that chocolate..."|QOMaster]]

The words slip out before you realize it, and your face goes bright red in sheer embarrassment when it hits you that you actually said them out loud instead of just thinking them.\n\nTyrian just gives a delighted laugh, and then you let out a squeak as he leans over and brushes his fingertips along the line of your jaw. "Poor thing, it's really hitting you hard, isn't it?"\n\n"Um," you reply, not really sure what he means... though, even more embarrassingly, you really can feel yourself starting to get hard at his touch, which sends a little tremor of confusion through your brain.\n\n"You must have a little bit of something in you telling you I can give you something you want," Craig murmurs, his smile sultry now as he continues lightly stroking your jaw, your cheek, your neck, leaving you sitting there squirming. "Well, I can, though I think I'll need to give you a little more encouragement figuring out what that actually is. Let's see..."\n\nHe stands up and moves around a bit in front of you and to the side, and your eyes widen as he pulls off his shirt. He's expectedly perfect in tone, if still sleekly proportioned, not a bit of hair on him. You just sort of sit there, bewildered and unable to look away as he also undoes his jeans and pushes them down, revealing a complete lack of underwear (or hair below the belt either), and a large, thick cock that flops free and sways with his motions as he steps out of the jeans. He stands there naked in front of you for a moment, rolling his head around as if stretching, then similarly rolls his shoulders...\n\n... prompting a pair of black and red wings to pop out.\n\n"Mmmm," he murmurs as you stare slack-jawed at the sight, and at the long spade-tipped tail sliding out from behind him and flicking back and forth. "That's always nice, having them in feels a bit like a tensed muscle, you know?"\n\n"Um," you whisper faintly, because you certainly don't know. You're also feeling overwhelmed by the sensations of desire and want and curiosity all battering your brain at once, seeming so much more intense now that he's revealed himself (in more ways than one). \n\n"There now... it's much easier to feel the potential inside you too," he says in a happy, lazy tone as he slides around to sit down next to you and drapes an arm around your shoulders, making you shiver in pleasure. "You'd make a very, very good servant, Jamie. Immortality, perpetual youth and health, and lots and lots of pleasure. I think you wouldn't make such a bad demon yourself, come to think of it. So tell me... what's the want burning in your heart? Just blurt it out, let the words spill out of you."\n\nIn spite of your shock, or maybe because of it, or whatever magic he's working on you, you really can feel words welling up in you, and come pouring out of your mouth before you can stop them.\n\n<hr>\n[["I want to serve you."|QOMaster]]\n\n[["I want to be like you."|QOMaster]]\n\n[["I want to get fucked."|QOMaster]]\n\n[["I wanna be naughty."|QOMaster1x3]]\n\n[["Make me a slut."|QOMaster4x1]]

"I wanna be naughty," you say in a rush, the words almost feeling like a relief, as if you'd been holding them in for years and years and the effort had finally exhausted you. "I want to sneak out of the house, stay out late, do tons of lewd stuff, try illicit substances, I wanna be a bad kid."\n\nTyrian gives another delighted laugh as he starts unbuttoning your shirt, making you shiver. "You want to bang girls, get banged by guys, smoke and drink and party?" he says in a half-teasing and half-adoring tone.\n\nYou shiver in delight and let out a soft moan as he parts your shirt, his hands brushing over your slim chest. "Yes."\n\n"You want to cause mischief, disrupt the public, defy authority?" he continues as he urges the shirt off of you, then undoes your pants, tugging them and your underwear down so that your now achingly hard cock springs free. \n\n"Oh fuck yes," you groan eagerly, lifting your ass to let him pull the shorts off and toss them aside.\n\n"Mm. You're going to make a great incubrat, Jamie," Tyrian murmurs happily, sitting back and spreading his legs a bit, displaying his own half-hard cock.\n\nYou need no further prompting, instead just turning on the couch and leaning over, wrapping a hand around the turgid member and giving it a few strokes, encouraging it to harden further as you slide the head into your mouth. You can feel him getting harder in your hand and pushing into your mouth as you start enthusiastically sucking on him... definitely more enthusiasm than skill as you begin bobbing your head. But it's like as you do suck on him, something's being whispered in your head, little vines of lewd knowledge sliding inside and blossoming into flowers of how to move your tongue, work your lips, relax your throat to take him inside.\n\n"Mmm, fuck, yes, you're such a perfect canvas to paint on," Tyrian murmurs softly as he strokes your hair and rubs your back, smiling down at you as you work on taking his large, now fully hard prick all the way down to the root. "You're going to be an amazing incubrat, for sure."\n\nYou still don't really know what an 'incubrat' is, but part of you also knows it's exactly what you've wanted to be for so long. There's no shame or hesitation now as you work your head up and down, stroking him into your throat while your hand shamelessly plays with his balls, your moans of desire muffled around the girth of him stretching you out. You want to suck his cock, so you're sucking his cock, and you're going to enjoy every single moment of it to the fullest, until he fucks you and you enjoy every single moment of that to the fullest too. You shiver in delight and eagerness as his hand strokes down your back and squeezes your ass, one finger toying with your twitching hole, already eager to take him.\n\nEventually his hand slides back up, resting on the back of your head and gently pushing you all the way down, your lips pressed around the root of his dick. Your eyes roll up a little and you give another cock-muffled moan as he twitches inside your throat, the feeling of some deep warmth spreading inside you. You'd never considered the idea of a throatgasm, but it feels like you have a little one now. It feels like his cum settles into your stomach and spreads all through you, like it's seeping into your nerves, your cells, making you twitch and tremble, your whole body sensitive and eager.\n\nWhen he urges your head up and pulls on you, you move to straddle his lap without the slightest hesitation, panting eagerly. He smiles luxuriously at you and you give him a wicked grin in return as you easily move into reverse cowgirl position, feeling his spit-slicked cock nudging up against your pucker. Then you start settling down onto him, moaning eagerly as you spread around his prick. You've never put anything in your ass before, but you take his cock as if your hole had been made for it, your tightness fitting around every bit of it tight and firm and yet yielding to every push of it. You shake your hips and arch your back shamelessly, jutting your little flat boytits out encouragingly and moaning happily as he reaches around to toy with your nipples.\n\nSoon you've settled fully onto him, your balls resting against his, his cock fully settled deep into your ass. Your own stiff prick bounces as you start riding him, again without the slightest bit of hesitation or shame, just doing what you want and taking what you want, and what you want his his dick. His hands slide down to grip your hips, helping you in your own movements and making you feel deliciously girlish as you start letting out the sluttiest moans you can manage. You can feel your body changing as you ride him... not just the shifts in your ass, the softening of it as well as the strengthening of it, along with the instinctive knowledge you could take <i>anything</i> now and still feel virgin tight around whatever it was. You can feel your nipples growing puffier and more sensitive, your body sleeker and prettier, your butt rounding out and growing more feminine. Your whole body grows both more toned and more sleek, combining all the best and prettiest aspects of boyhood and femininity, your hair even growing out. Despite all the feminization of the rest of you, your cock is if anything growing larger and thicker, not quite to the truly masterful proportions of Tyrian, but bigger than any of the boys you've caught glimpses of in the locker room for sure.\n\nYour whole body taking on steadily more perfectly femboyish proportions, and even your moans turning softer and more girlish, you start riding faster, wanting more, wanting him to finish changing you, molding you, making you into a lewd creature that exists only to fuck and be fucked and take pleasure from everything. Then his hands tighten on your hips and pull you down, and as his cum floods your ass you really can feel it seeping all through you, soaking your very soul and melting it down into new power that blazes to life as a devilish little symbol right above your twitching, spurting cock, and bursts from your skin as your new wings and tail. You slump back against Tyrian's chest, moaning happily as you pant, your cock still twitching and firing long ropes of cum that contain the last traces of your humanity as he leans down and kisses you, hands wandering back up to toy with your nipples again.\n\nAfter a few minutes you start working your hips again, even faster and more eagerly this time, leaning forward a bit and putting your hands on his knees. You giggle happily as you work your naughty little demonic boypussy over his cock, and give a delighted little squeal as he gives your ass a firm slap. "Anh, harder, Daddy!"\n\n"Brat," he murmurs fondly, your new father chuckling as he gives your ass a few more spanks, harder than before just as requested, making you squeal and moan again as the impact sends ripples through your pert, bouncy bubble butt.\n\nEventually though you stand up, giving a sultry, happy smile as he runs his hands over you, using a minor cleaning spell. He dips down to kiss your lips. "Much as I'd love to spend a few years fucking you nonstop, pet, we do both have other fun to get to. Your new aura should keep anyone from noticing things have changed with you physically, though I don't doubt they'll start noticing your new confidence soon enough."\n\n"Mm. Do I have to leave, Daddy?" you ask with a little pout, turning and pressing your naked body against his.\n\n"For now, pet. I'd need to do some preparations and a proper ritual to change things so that it wouldn't get mortal authorities involved, and I've neither ingredients or time at the moment. For now go back to your mortal parents and have fun there, I'm sure you'll manage."\n\n"'Kaaaay." You give him another adoring smile, then draw away and move over to your clothes, pulling in your wings and tail as you do. You pick up the white briefs you'd been wearing and make a face, then give them a little shake and use a bit of magic to turn them into a cute little pair of white and pink striped panties. There, much better, you think as you step into them and pull them up, your aura making sure they fit perfectly despite stretching over the bulge of your cock. You don the rest of the scout uniform, doing a few naughty poses in it for your master as you do, making cute and lewd faces for his phone camera when he snaps pictures, then tie back your newly long and lustrous hair with the scarf of it. "See you soon, Daddy~!"\n\n"Have fun, pet," he coos, leaning down to peck you on the lips again.\n\nYou trot out the door humming cheerfully. In a matter of hours your whole existence has been turned upside-down, and you <i>love</i> it. No more frightened, scared, meek little bitch Jamie, you are now a very confident, fearless, horny little slut Jamie~! Ah, it's gonna be so much fun...\n\nYou find Kevin waiting sullenly at the meetup spot, scowling. "Dude, where have you been?" he demands as you approach, glancing pointedly at how the sun's already going down. "I finished forever ago, what took you?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh, nothing~!"|QOMaster1x4]]\n\n[["Oh, nothing~! Actually, c'mere..."|QOMaster]]

"I just got caught up in selling, I guess," you reply breezily. Your master did go ahead and 'buy' all your chocolate for a truly phenomenal price, wanting you to have plenty of money to play around with. You fish out the fold of the smaller bills you made and proffer it, Kevin's expression immediately clearing.\n\n"Oh, nice. We'll split this up back at my place, yeah?"\n\n"Nah, you keep it," you reply with a winning smile. "I actually wound up having a lot of fun today so I don't need the money." Which is both very true an fails to mention that you gave him about fifty dollars and kept several thousand for yourself.\n\nKevin looks utterly flummoxed at that, clearly at a loss to process both the idea of getting to keep all the money and at you having had fun interacting socially with strangers. But after a few moments he nods, tucking it away. "Well, if you're sure," he says, clearly not wanting to try and argue you out of it.\n\n"Yeah. I think I'll head back home, actually," you add as the two of you set off.\n\n"Oh, okay, sure man."\n\nYou surreptitiously eye Kevin as the two of you walk, smiling a bit to yourself. Oh you'd certainly like to do lewd things with him... or to him, maybe... but you'll wait for the proper time for it. Now that you've got so many options for fun, you want to properly plan it out and make the most of it. At the very least you'd like to come at it from a fresh perspective tomorrow, where you can get him just where you want him. Until then, you'll just play it cool.\n\nSoon the two of you part, waving and calling goodbyes, and you smirking as you watch his ass in those cute little scout pants, several ideas involving cosplay percolating in your mind. Oop, speaking of which, you suppose you should change. You glance around to make sure no one's looking, then just use magic to change the uniform into something more 'typical', jeans and a tanktop. You'd really like to make it something really girly with a cute skirt that would make it easy for you to be bent over something, but you don't want to go <i>too</i> fast and spoil your cover completely. You settle for making it a slightly feminine tanktop and snug jeans that show off your hips and butt, and then resume your walk home.\n\n"Well hello, honey, I didn't know you'd be back from Kevin's tonight," your mother says in surprise as you walk in. She's very Mom in appearance, with your same brown hair and an overall mature look, with a large chest and round hips and butt, albeit modestly clad in a long-sleeved shirt and Mom Jeans™. In fact now that your features have grown more feminine you can see just how much the two of you look alike. "I wish you'd called, your father just now left to pick up dinner, we would have ordered you something too."\n\n<hr>\n[["Oh it's fine!"|QOMaster1x5]]\n\n[["We'll have to be quick, then..."|QOMaster]]

"I ate before I came home," you assure her. Which is kind of true, Tyrian did give you plenty of energy.\n\n"Alright, then dear, heading upstairs?"\n\n"Mmhmmm, see you later~," you chirp, turning and heading up, leaving her looking slightly confused at your far more chipper behavior than usual.\n\nYour mom is smoking hot and you absolutely make a note that you're going to do all sorts of lewd things to her eveeeentually, but Daddy did imply that it was probably best not to rock the boat too much right off the bat. You'll have most of your fun outside the house for now~!\n\nYou spend most of the evening using your magic to transform your boring underwear into lots of cute panties... it would be more fun to actually shop for new ones, but may as well get rid of the ones you have. You also adjust most of the clothes you have to be a bit prettier and more feminine. Since it's your magic infusing them, the change to your wardrobe should be <i>mostly</i> covered by your aura that prevents people from noticing the changes to you, though no doubt they will still get the impression you're dressing more confidently and sexier.\n\n'Mmmm, so flexible,' you think as you do some poses in the mirror wearing a brilliantly blue pair of satin panties, having taken plenty of pictures of yourself for your Daddy as you did. Your muscles do have a more than human elasticity now, and you're already learning to make various little changes to your body. 'I wonder if...?'\n\nYou head over to the bed and plop down, pondering logistics for a moment before laying on your back and swinging your legs up above your body, so that you're resting on your shoulders and neck. Ooo, well, at the very least it's a nice view of your cute girly legs and the bulge in your panties! Giggling, you pull the front of them down to reveal your cock, giving it a few strokes to encourage yourself to full hardness before pulling your legs further downward.\n\nWith your incubrat springiness, it's really not hard to fold yourself to the point of bringing your cockhead down to your lips. You 'mmm' softly in pleasure as you give the tip of your own dick a little kiss before sliding it into your mouth, pulling down on your thighs a bit to make it easier. 'Theeere we go,' you think dreamily, filled with the pleasure of both getting to suck cock and having your cock sucked, feeling your own sensitive, eager prick throbbing gently in your mouth as you work your tongue over it, tasting your own pre coating the inside of your mouth. You continue to pull on your legs, encouraging your body to bend further. 'Like a cat, just think of a cat,' you urge yourself... and blink as a little pair of cat ears poik out atop your head.\n\nGiggling delightedly around your own cock, you pull your lower body forward even more easily, your tail having sprung out and assumed a feline appearance, angling a bit to help you with balance. Your cock nudges up against the opening of your throat, and you slide your hands onto your pantied ass to push down on it instead. You push more and more of your own prick down your throat, until finally you use your tail to tug down your panties further in front, spilling your balls out so that they rest on your face.\n\nIt takes a few moments more of figuring out how to work your legs, but soon you're fucking your own face, hips and tail working to put some extra oomph into your motions so that you can actually thrust enough to plap your balls against your nose. Your cock bulges your throat up with every swallow, the feeling of penetrating and being penetrated all mingled together since it's all you. You mmmf and moan and giggle happily as you slurp at your prick, until finally lifting your hips and jerking yourself off down into your open mouth, your hefty load spilling all over your tongue and face.\n\nAfter a few more tries and discovering that yes, in catboy mode you can in fact lick and suck your own balls (rimming yourself may have to wait until you get better at transforming), and doing a few more fun solo lewd things, you decide to sleep for the rest of the night. Rising early in the morning you yawn and stretch, then consider.\n\nHm. Now you could definitely approach fucking some of your friends with a bit more planning and care. Deciding exactly what you want to do to cause lewdness and mischief beforehand would be helpful, after all! The main two targets being Kevin and your longtime female friend Maya, but there are a few others, both more passing acquaintances and maybe a few bullies. Or you could ask Daddy for a few suggestions on what to do, he might have some fun ideas!\n\n<hr>\n[[Kevin.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Maya.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Other friends.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Bullies.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Random people.|QOMaster]]\n\n[[Ask Tyrian.|QOMaster1x6]]

Surely he'll know something fun to do! It's your first full day as a lewd demon, you should do some truly lewd demon things!\n\nPicking out a really cute and really tiny pair of lacy black panties you made last night, you put them on before initiating a video call. It connects after a few rings, showing your master's beautiful face and upper body as he sort of sprawls elegantly. From the sounds and the slight bobbing motion of some red hair just below the screen, it's obvious he took your call mid-blowjob. "<i>Hello, pet, everything alright?</i>"\n\n"Everything's fine, Daddy," you assure him with a chirp, smiling at his obvious ease and pleasure even if you're a little bit jealous. (You wish you could be sucking his cock right now.) "I just thought I'd ask you if you have any good suggestions for things for me to do today."\n\n"<i>Hmmm.</i>" He closes his eyes and lets his head loll back, apparently taking a moment to both consider and just enjoy the attentions of whatever slave or offspring is currently deepthroating him. "<i>Makes sense. There are a fair few points of interest in town available to you now that you've ditched humanity. Well, there's a [[sex toy store|QOMaster]] that's run by one of us... meaning a nonhuman. Mm... if you wanted to start learning some magic beyond the little inherent spells you got when you were made, you could go see my friend [[Rowan|QOMaster1x7]] at her bookstore, she sells grimoires. Similarly there's a [[haunted house|QOMaster]] you could take a look at... it's full of powerful artifacts, spirits, and more of our kind that you could use or make allies of, or just have some fun with. Though that one's dangerous, but,</i>" he adds with a little shrug, obviously not too terribly concerned for your safety.\n\nAhhh, but that just makes him even hotter, doesn't it? Your cock gets a bit stiffer in your panties as you giggle. "Those all sound like fun!"\n\n"<i>Oh, and of course there's the [[Funhouse|QOMaster2x1]].</i>"\n\n"Ohh?"\n\n"<i>It's a place for nonhumans from Earth and several adjoining planes who know how to access it to hang out, do deals, fuck, that sort of thing. It's fairly free to use so even a newmade like you can go in, and you could even start accumulating some power depending on how you play it. But you're on your own for dealing with the more powerful and experienced of our kind that are there, or any other potential threats in the various activities, so just be mindful, pet. Anyway, I'll send you a text with the attached directions.</i>"\n\n"Okay~, thanks Daddy!" you coo before ending the call, and pondering. Hm... that does all sound very interesting, so which one to start with...?

You know it's cliche, but maybe if you got buff or something then you'd actually have enough confidence to do really daring things like wearing cool shirts to school. Unfortunately you don't have that kind of confidence yet, and you realize that the pod-shaped device is fairly large and noticeable... you'd have to do some awkward explaining if you had it delivered now.\n\n... Hm, but your parents are going out of town for a weekend next week, you could have it delivered then! Once they get back and it's already in you can just explain about the gift card and buying it online to get in shape, that seems like it would be much less stressful. Having decided, you wishlist the Body Remaker 9999 and turn your attention to other distractions.\n\nNext Friday, shortly after the end of the last class, you pull up the site on your phone and actually buy the workout machine... before immediately being distracted as your kind-of-sort-of friend Dean timidly approaches you and eventually manages to ask you about whether you want to play D&D this weekend. The two of you fall to talking for awhile, actually getting rather ramped-up and into it. Before you know it, you've invited the group over to your place, and it's actually been over an hour, and you hurry home... only hurrying a bit, mind, you still don't really believe this place has delivery that fast. And yet you arrive home to a note on the door, grumbling a bit under your breath at the expectation of a notice that they'll try again tomorrow. Instead it's the fanciest-looking sticky note you've ever seen with a handwritten message on it:\n\n'Sir, you were not home so we took the liberty of installing your new Body Remaker 9999 in your room. If anything is amiss about its placement, please contact Nile customer service, and we will reposition it for a small fee. - Nile Fulfillment Department'\n\n"Oh, huh, cool," you murmur, unlocking the door. ... Wait a second, how'd they get in?! Heading upstairs and indeed seeing the white and gold chrome thing installed next to your bed does make you a little anxious, but... looks like nothing else has been touched, other than your furniture having meen moved around so that the thing can sit side-by-side with your bed with some room between them. It definitely looks like some futuristic sort of cryogenic chamber or something, just with no tanks or scary-looking bits, and overall sort of looking like the sort of cryogenic chamber that the ultra-rich leader of a planet would have. It's at least as overdesigned as a high-end luxury car, anyway. You spot a touchscreen at the 'foot' end and move to tap on it, whereupon it raises up to a more comfortable height for usability and the top of the pod swings open, revealing a luxuriously padded and contoured interior.\n\n<i>"Thank you for choosing the Body Remaker 9999,"</i> a soft, very slightly sultry female voice says along with the text scrolling on the screen. <i>"Your path to a new and better you. The Body Remaker 9999 is capable of altering any aspect of your physical form down to brain chemistry and makeup, capable of not only providing top of the line physical health, but mental health as well."</i>\n\nWait, what? Isn't this like... insanely advanced, and maybe even a little dangerous? But even as you're thinking that, the device is continuing its welcome exposition.\n\n<i>"For your first use of the Body Remaker 9999, we recommend the <b>Optimization</b> feature. This will place you at peak physical and mental health, and is a highly suggested use of the Body Remaker 9999. Occasionally using this function will continue to keep you in peak condition, and can potentially add centuries to your lifespan,"</i> it continues with gentle, lackadaisical cheer.\n\n... Uh. Wow. You still kind of think this might all be bullshit, but three options have popped up: 'Male Optimization', 'Female Optimization', 'Exit to Main Menu'. ... Well, it's here, it's taking up a bunch of space in your room, may as well give it a try...\n\n<hr>\n[[Male Optimization.|QOBR]]\n\n[[Female Optimization.|QOBR]]\n\n[[Exit to Main Menu.|QOBR]]

Still moving in something of a trance, you scroll down through the list, picking another file at random, this one simply named 'Cynthia.mp4'. You select it and it starts up, showing what may be the same room to judge by the wall color, though this time the camera's been moved to have a much wider view, showing a smallish bed with simple sheets on it. Freya is sitting on the edge of it, already naked and with her prick jutting up mostly hard, just the faintest curve in it to show that she's not quite there yet. Standing next to her is a blushing, slightly nervous-seeming girl in maybe her early twenties, wearing a very pretty pair of white panties and matching bra. She has pale brown hair and very pretty green eyes, and a slender but very nice body that squirms lightly as Freya strokes a hand up and down the perky, effectively bare curve of her ass.\n\n"<i>Well here we are again!</i>" Freya announces in a somewhat triumphant tone. "<i>With my newest costar... or maybe I should say the latest gift you sent me, since she's so cute,</i>" she adds with a smirk up at Cynthia, who blushes prettily at that.\n\n"<i>H-hi,</i>" Cynthia says, raising a hand and wiggling her fingers with a sheepish smile.\n\n"<i>Now Cynthia, you remember what the request was, riiiight?</i>" Freya coos, giving the girl's ass a firm squeeze.\n\n"<i>AH! Ah... y-yes... they... you're going to be really rough with me,</i>" Cynthia whispers, squirming even more than before, though you can actually see her nipples stiffen enough to show through her bra.\n\n"<i>Mm-hmmm. But I just can't resist playing with my new toy a bit first,</i>" Freya teases as she draws Cynthia towards her and starts kissing her trim, flat belly. Cynthia jumps a little at the first kiss, her squirming slowly starting to turn into sensuous writhing where she stands as Freya continues to deliver soft, surprisingly sweet-seeming kisses to her bare tummy. Cynthia's delicate feet twist in place on the floor and her heels raise as Freya's tongue flicks into her bellybutton. One of Freya's hands continues to rub and squeeze her trim ass, while the other tucks between her legs, starting to rub Cynthia's pussy through the white satin of the panties. Cynthia's softer moans start to become full-throated as her slender hips gradually start giving little twitches with the rubs, the video high quality enough (the camera is much better in this one) that you can actually see the wetness starting to soak into the satin around Freya's gently-circling fingertips.\n\nAnd then suddenly Freya grabs Cynthia's panties and tears them off in one quick yank before grabbing the startled girl and flinging her down on the mattress. Cynthia lets out a surprised shriek and for a moment her struggles are obviously very real as Freya rolls over on top of her, pinning her flailing arms and pushing apart the kicking legs. The camera is positioned so there's a very good view of Freya's ass as it lifts and moves, thrusting a few times before she finds Cynthia's entrance, that sweet, soft-looking pink pussy stretching around the fat tan prick as the younger woman cries out loudly in a mixture of shock, plea, and pleasure.\n\nAnd then Freya's fucking her hard, definitely being rough with her just as was requested(?!), balls slapping audibly against Cynthia's ass as she pounds the girl into the mattress. Cynthia continues to kick and struggle... for about a minute. Then you can see her kicking legs slowly curl and wrap around Freya instead, her cries of protest and pleas to stop turning into loud, slutty moans, and then into a different kind of plea.\n\n"<i>Fuck me! Fuck me, fuck my pussy, fuck me, fuck me!</i>"\n\nRealizing how loud she's getting you nervously back out of the video, staring towards the door for a moment. ... No, nothing, shower's still running. Turning your attention back to the screen, you go through a few more of the videos, this time mostly just watching a tiny bit of each. In a lot of them Freya does mention that this is the 'latest request' or that the person she's with was sent over by someone... it sounds like she really is making these on request.\n\nMost of them are Freya with girls of varying ages, usually one, but sometimes more... sometimes some of the other women in them are similarly hung as Freya, and those are usually fucking some other girl with her, though it looks like there's a few where Freya's fucking the other futa... and you glimpse at least one where Freya is, at the very least, sucking the cock of a younger dickgirl and apparently thoroughly enjoying herself doing so.\n\nYou've gone on almost autopilot by now, some sort of almost hypnotic fascination with the spectacle of it having taken over. You click on a file labeled 'Joy_MyPOV.mp4' and find that it is, apparently, Aunt Freya's point of view, possibly recorded with a pair of smartglasses or something. It definitely provides the very interesting sensation of looking down past those immense breasts to see a very pretty girl maybe only a year or two older than you with long, curly red hair and a little pair of fluffy pink cat ears on a headband atop it already slowly bobbing her head up and down, lips spread wide around Freya's cock.\n\n"<i>There we go! Took me a minute to figure this damn thing out... mmm, you greedy little slut, you just couldn't wait though, could you?</i>" Freya's voice adds teasingly. Apparently in response, Joy slides her head all the way down, wiggling it around and grinding her cute pert nose into Freya's crotch, making her moan loudly.\n\nYou watch entranced as Joy continues to blow Freya, before Freya urges her up, that fat tan shaft sliding out of prettily-painted lips and popping free before the girl's urged to stand up. Er... not girl, you realize, your eyes widening again as Joy stands up to reveal a lacy pink bra that fits against a completely flat chest, and skimpy pink lace panties hugging up against a small but still obvious bulge.\n\nThe view swings around as Freya apparently stands and moves behind the boy, revealing a fluffy pink cat tail emerging from the top of the back of the panties. She shoves him forward so that he catches himself on his palms on the bed... which you suddenly realize is the bed you're sitting on. This... this was recorded in this room, since Freya moved here! Of course you're slightly distracted from that realization as Freya hauls down the panties, revealing that the cat tail, perhaps obviously, is tucked up between Joy's pert, round, girly buttcheeks, his small, limp cock dangling down between his sleek, smooth thighs. Freya snags the base of it and pulls slowly, Joy making very feminine whimpers as his ass slowly stretches around the silver plug at the tail's base. Then it abruptly pops free and sways, leaving what looks like a very thoroughly-and-often-fucked asshole gaping open slightly, twitching and glistening above a completely soft and smooth prick and balls.\n\nFreya slaps her cock against his ass a few times before aligning herself and pushing in, Joy moaning loudly as it slides inside, either the plug or simply repeated use apparently allowing him to accept that monster prick in his tight little butt even more easily than it fit in Cynthia's pussy. Freya mmmms loudly, giving his ass a slap as she starts thrusting lightly.\n\n"<i>Breed me~, mistress, nya~!</i>"\n\n"<i>Fuckin' little nerdslut,</i>" Freya snorts, giving him another spank.\n\n"He really is quite the little nerdslut, I've given up trying to get him to not wear the ears."\n\nYou jump in place, frantically stabbing the 'Exit' button mostly by reflex as your head whips around. Freya... the real, right now Freya, obviously... is standing leaning in the doorway, a towel draped around her shoulders and covering (some of) her massive tits. But she's making no effort to cover any of the rest of her shower-damp, almost glowing with warmth pale brown skin, including her dangling cock, a few drops of moisture falling from the tip of it and her balls even as you watch.\n\n"Aw, done already?" she says with a smirk, pushing off the doorframe and sauntering over, massive member swaying with her movements and trying to draw your gaze just as much as the boins of her completely unrestrained breasts. "That's a really good one, I've kind of gotten into the whole 'POV' thing. Kinda wild when it's the taker doing it and I watch it later, it's sort of like being fucked by myself."\n\n"I... I uh..." you stammer.\n\nAunt Freya looks at you for a moment, then lifts her hands in an expansive shrug. "Well there hardly seems any point in denying it. The sad truth is there's not much money in just being stronk as hell... but there is, apparently, a ton of it in making custom porn videos for rich perverts. Me and a couple of my friends... which I'm sure you noticed, the ones with the big dicks?... are very popular in this little ring, we can make a ton of money filling requests or just snagging some cute thing and making her airtight on video. Nice work if you can get it."\n\n"... uh-huh..." you say rather faintly.\n\n"So... what do you think?" Freya asks, apparently unable to help smirking a bit.\n\n<hr>\n[[You think it's awful!|QOFreya]]\n\n[[You think you want to watch more.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[You think you want to make videos too.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[You think you need to get fucked.|QOFreya2x6]]\n\n[[You think you want to be a futa when you grow up.|QOFreya]]

Your gaze fixes on Maya's slightly swollen and very, very wet pussy, swallowing hard before saying it loud. "I wanna fuck Maya's pussy."\n\n"Mmm, I don't blame you, it's niiice and tight and very sweet," your mother says even as she finishes guiding Kevin to bend over the couch next to Maya, his stiff cock jutting down between his legs. She turns to face you and sits back on her heels between the two, stroking her hands along their backs so that both squirm, Maya especially shaking the object of your desire at you enticingly. "Come do it, then, it's fi~ne."\n\nHer assurance helps you overcome any lingering worry about what she talked about earlier, and you settle onto your knees behind Maya, spending a few moments rubbing and squeezing her ass, listening to her whimper and moan needfully for you. This... could definitely be addictive, you think, finally bringing the tip of your cock up to press between her plumped-up pussylips. Even just pushing in a little way, you see Maya jolt a little, her pussy giving a soft gush all over your cockhead. You also feel a little rush of something less definable through you that makes you gasp softly... was that energy from her orgasm? "G-geez, she's cumming and I'm barely in yet," you moan, nevertheless continuing to push in, feeling your childhood friend's absolutely molten cunt spreading around you, much tighter than your mother's even if not quite as 'talented', but still spasming plenty and sucking around you as Maya cums again after only a few inches.\n\n"Jamie. Dear. Sweetheart." Your mother looks at you in what looks like a mingling of amusement and mild annoyance. "The poor dear's wanted to fuck you since before she even knew what fucking was, and now not only is she getting to, you're hung like a porn star and radiating sex energy. I'm surprised she's not just cumming constantly without pause."\n\nYou pause, staring at your mother briefly. ... Yeah, absolutely none of that makes sense. Still, you're a little too distracted by how good Maya's pussy feels, and how good those rushes of her orgasmic energy pouring into you are, and the knowledge that you're making her cum so hard and feel so good. You concentrate on pushing into her, feeling her stretch more and more, until you're buried inside of her and Maya's pussy is dribbling its orgasmic squirts over your balls. You waste little time in starting to fuck her... not the same frenzied, near-animal pounding you gave your mother earlier, instead being more deliberate with your strokes, letting it come naturally what you think would make her feel the best as your hands stroke her ass and hips and waist and back.\n\n"Ohhhhh oh fuuuuuck oh fuck oh fuuuuuck," Maya whimpers amindst her moaning, her skin soaked with sweat as her body completely loses control, moving back against your strokes without any conscious thought, and you're pretty sure she <i>is</i> just cumming constantly now, her pussy not stopping in its squeezing or trembling all around you. You're not even sure she knows she's actually speaking out loud, and despite largely being able to handle the lewdness of the situation no problem now, you still blush bright red when her babbling turns to "Oh fuck Jamie, fuck, I love you, I love your cock, I love your cock in my pussy, I love you, I love cock, fuck fuck fuuuuck!"\n\nBy the time you spill a load into her and pull out, leaving it dribbling from her well-fucked sex, Maya looks like she's barely conscious, her eyes rolled up and the most satisfied smile you've ever seen on anyone's face on her lips. Your mother giggles, leaning forward to give you a quick, deep kiss before saying, "So very proud. Mmm, did her pussy feel good, baby?"\n\n"Yeah. Super good," you answer with a grin, just a bit dazed yourself.\n\n"Mm, you know, if you like that... well, let's see." Your mother looks to the other side at Kevin, who's wiggling has ass and almost whimpering with obvious need. Grinning, your mother runs two fingers up his spine from his tailbone to the back of his neck, leaving a trail of glowing symbols that fade away quickly. Kevin gasps loudly, his back arching, and you watch in awe as he... changes. His ass shifts shape, rounding out as his hips similarly grow a bit smoother and sleeker, legs altering, his chest swelling outward against the couch cushions and his hair growing further down around his shoulders. But the most obvious change is between the legs as you watch his cock quickly shrink away, and the smooth skin below it shift and split open, forming into smooth lips that part slightly and display a perfect pink slit that almost immediately starts dribbling dampness down newly slender inner thighs. "There we go, dear, another pussy for you to fuck," your mother coos, giving one of Kevin's newly feminine asscheeks a squeeze. "This one brand new and untouched, so I bet it's even tighter, hm?"\n\nKevin looks over his... ah, her... shoulder at you. She sort of looks like a shorter, more slightly-built version of her big sister Tanya now, just... a lot cuter. You're expecting some demand to know what's going on, or a protest, but apparently at the moment the atmosphere of lust and need is so strong that instead she whimpers in a breathless, definitely female voice, "P-please, Jamie, fuck me, fuck my p-pussy..."\n\nHearing a plea like that is more than you can take, any reservations you had at all disintegrating instantly. You slip up behind Kevin and press your cock into place, and this time just push in with one long, slow, smooth stroke, feeling that brand new, never-touched, boy-turned-girl pussy spread around you and spasm in orgasm, Kevin's entire body rocking in sensations she probably never imagined before today. You grip her slightly slenderized waist and start pumping into her, letting her feel your balls slap against her new clit, letting her really know she's a girl and that she's getting fucked by a big, fat cock. The whole thing not only gives you a very hot mental feeling, but lends the energy spilling into you from her pleasure and orgasms a different... feel? taste? both?... than Maya's orgasms. You lean forward, sliding your hands under her chest to cup her breasts... they're at least as big as Maya's and firm and perfect in your hands, and her body writhes and her hips buck as you start gently kneading them and rubbing them.\n\n"Oh, oh fuck, oh fuuuuck, my tits feel so good, your cock feels so good in my pussy, Jamie, Jamiiiie," Kevin whines needfully, cumming all over your cock again. \n\nOf course, the fun doesn't stop once you've cum in that fresh new pussy. Both Maya and Kevin turn to start sucking you off again, this time your mother kissing you deeply and encouraging you to fondle her tits while your friends clean your cum and their mingled pussyjuices off of your pole. Then you lay on your back and Maya and Kevin are guided into taking turns riding your face and cock, leaning in to fondle each other's tits and kiss one another as your mother watches (and, you notice, stealthily takes a few commemorative photos with her camera). Kevin and your mother scissor their pussies together while you do a 'mating press' on Maya, leaning down to kiss her and feel your tits on her chest, before Kevin and Maya switch places, letting you go through the motions of trying to knock up your blonde best friend while your childhood friend and mother work their cunts against each other, smearing your cum between them. And of course, just to be fair, after that you mating press with your mother, feeling her big fat tits jiggle under your chest and her tongue writhe in your mouth while off to the side Kevin and Maya buck their hips against one another, both giving sweet girlish moans as they try to get one another off without your mother's expertise. And then it's on to more fun.\n\nEventually Maya and Kevin simply don't have the energy to continue. Both wind up flopped side-by-side on the floor in almost identical poses, arms at their sides and bodies twitching, pussies dribbling out some of the multiple loads of cum they've been filled with as they lay there mostly unconscious. You and your mother are reclined on the couch, observing your (and her) handiwork as your mother strokes your stiff prick, more just out of idle affection than any attempt to initiate more sex.\n\n"I think this was a very successful birthday party, don't you?" she asks warmly, glancing over at you and winking.\n\n"Eheh, yeah." You can't help but feel a bit smug, looking at your friends... both your female friends, now... laying there almost comatose from the number of orgasms you've given them. \n\n"The good news is, amidst all that extended activity, I formed a spirit link with both of them," your mother continues. "So you should be able to fuck them normally from now on. You're still under the same restrictions with everyone else, but these two are safe."\n\nYou blink. "Oh wow, you mean I won't, like, break Maya's brain, or turn Kevin gay when you turn him back, or turn them into thralls?"\n\n"Yes, no brain-breaking, no enthralling, just lots and lots of sex when you want to initiate it. I'll fog their memories of today just a bit so that they'll only remember whatever you remind them of." Your mother pauses, then raises her eyebrows. "But, dear, why would I turn Kevin back?"\n\n"Uh." You blink. "'Cause... I mean... among other reasons I think his family might notice if he's suddenly a girl."\n\n"Psh, I can take care of that," your mother declares with a flick of her hand. "Editing memories about that sort of thing is surprisingly easy, as is the little nudges necessary for records. I'll make it so that everyone, including her, remembers Kevin... hm, Keva? Keva... as always having been a girl."\n\nYou try to wrap your head around that idea. "Wouldn't that change a bunch of stuff? Like her personality?"\n\n"I'll change it as little as possible. So she'll most likely remember being a tomboy lesbian." Your mother grins and gives your cock a squeeze. "Just a tomboy lesbian who can't resist your dick now." Then your mother shrugs and slips your hand away. "But, she, or he, is your friend dear. If you <i>really</i> want him to go back, I'll do the change again before they wake up."\n\n<hr>\n[[Change Kevin back.|QOFamInc]]\n\n[[Leave Kevin as Keva... for now.|QOFam4x4]]

"First time helping someone tidy up, boy?" the crewman says warmly as he rests a hand on your shoulder and starts guiding you along.\n\n"Y-yeah," you admit, looking down at your hands and poking your fingers together as he does, trying not to enjoy how warm his hand is on your shoulder too much.\n\n"Well I'll try not to work you too hard then," he says teasingly, giving you a wink.\n\nThe room he leads you to is small and lacking in pretty much all the amenities, essentially being a trade up from the bunkhouse almost solely in that it's private, has actual storage containers, and a bedframe built into the wall and floor for the pad, with a small amount of spare room to move around in besides. You watch, feeling your face burning, as the crewman casually unzips and shrugs out of his simple green-and-brown top, revealing quite a bit of muscle tone, even if it's slightly more angular than you're used to seeing. Of course it's even harder not to stare as he unzips and pushes down his pants, stepping out of them and his boots, and sits down on the side of the bed, letting his legs spread. His cock too looks mostly human, albeit definitely a lot bigger than your own... not huge, but big enough considering it's really the first time seeing another guy's and considering you're probably going to have it inside you. It's only about half hard, draping atop one of his thighs, his balls large and heavy hanging down between them.\n\n"Well, shuck it lad, and give me a bit of tidying with your mouth," he says in an amused tone. "No need to rush, I've got the rest of this watch off, but we've not all day either, hm?"\n\n"O-okay." Swallowing, you rather timidly pull off your own shirt, revealing your rather more scrawny and pale chest. It takes you a bit more working up your courage to undo your jeans and push them and your underwear down, noting with some embarrassment that you're already half hard too. You walk over and, after a brief hesitation, settle to your knees in front of him, rubbing your bare upper arm as you eye his cock. ... Okay, so... um...\n\nTaking a deep breath, you lean in and drag your tongue along his sack, almost jumping as he gives a soft pleasured moan... and as that moan makes your own cock twitch. 'I think I might be a little bit gay,' you can't help but think as you realize that the taste certainly isn't that bad either, starting to work your tongue over him some more. Gradually you try sucking at it and, feeling embarrassed, even a few kisses, and yeah dangit your cock is getting awfully hard as you give oral attention to another guy's balls and this is not exactly how you figured your sexual awakening would go. Especially the feeling of the shiver of mingled intimidation and, admit it, anticipation as he starts getting harder and harder too, that big dark gray shaft gradually looming up above your face. Much like his muscles the head is sort of more angular too, and part of you can't help but wonder what it will feel like going inside you, your pucker giving a weird little clench as the thought crosses your mind.\n\nAlmost without thinking you wrap a hand around your own stiff prick and start stroking it a bit as you continue licking and sucking at his balls. 'I don't even know his name,' you realize suddenly of the man who's very clearly going to take your virginity, but it definitely seems an awkward time to ask now and he doesn't seem in a hurry to volunteer. Instead he rests a hand on your head, actually petting you a few times (which stirs some weird new emotions in you) before gently urging you upward. Obeying the wordless command, you start licking and kissing your way up his shaft as well, tasting what must be his sweat all over it. 'Kinda... tangy,' you muse in the back of your head. That part of you starts wondering what all the different men on this ship's cocks will taste like, and the realization of that thought sends another shiver of mingled embarrassment and excitement through you, pre leaking out of your cock and dribbling over your fingers.\n\nEventually you try sliding your mouth over the head, working your way down... the firmer angles really feel weird on your tongue, but at the same time he really seems to like it when you work your tongue against them. True to his word he's not hurrying you, though his hand does continue to urge you down very gently, making it clear that you're probably not getting out of this room until you learn to take him into your throat. At just this moment... you don't really have a problem with that, a soft moan of excitement lost amidst the lewd wet noises you make at him nudging against that entrance repeatedly. Bit by bit, working to relax and with his urging, you start taking him into your throat, your tongue winding up pressed firmly against the underside as he slips into the tight passage. You swallow around him repeatedly as he gets deeper and deeper in, feeling him stretching you open, the steadily dreamier part of your brain wondering how it will feel stretching your ass instead.\n\nAs you thought, his hand doesn't stop urging you down until your nose winds up pressing against his smooth gray crotch and your chin against those big gray balls. After that he takes his hand away and just rests them at his sides, watching you as you bob your own head along his length, gradually learning to accept him into your throat more easily, your hand still pumping over your own cock with an almost absentminded slow stroke. "You're gonna be very popular around here, lad," he says in a warm, amused tone, more pre leaking out of your tip as he praises you.\n\nSomehow you'd just been naturally expecting him to cum in your mouth, but instead after some time he urges you up... then pulls you up and onto the bed. You blush as he urges you to lay down with your face on the pillow (apparently actual crew members get pillows), your stiff cock trapped between your belly and the pad. Squirming, you slide your arms under the pillow and grip it, too nervous to actually look back over your shoulder at the sound of a poptop lid being undone and something thick and wet being squirted out and smeared around. Even if it wasn't obvious what he was doing, you soon feel his now thoroughly slick and gooey cock nudging up between your buttocks, another shiver running through you at the strange mingled heat of the cold of the lube and the heat of his prick.\n\n"Take it all niiiice and slow, lad," he practically coos in your ear, his earlier rough voice having seemingly smoothed out and turned positively charming, making your ears go red again because your cock twitches in its entrapment in response. Then you let out a long, low moan as he starts pushing inside you, that angular cockhead apparently just perfect for spreading a virgin pucker open for the first time, pressing you open gradually around him. The bottom of the head is just flared enough that you can actually feel the soft 'pop' as it slips inside you, making your whole body shudder as he starts pushing in just a little faster now that it's just his long smooth shaft going into you. "But you <i>willl</i> take it all," he adds, in an almost stern tone.\n\n"Y-yessir," you pant out into the pillow, peeking back over your shoulder at him. You actually feel his cock throb inside you when you do that and let out another little moan. Sh-shit... did you actually look cute just then? What is this stupid castaway scenario doing to you? And yet those thoughts are pushed out of your mind by the steady slide of his cock into you, until eventually you feel his hips against your butt and that hot, toned body looming just above you supported on his hands and knees.\n\nYou start making some soft whimpery moans as he begins pumping into you, holding yourself back from going full-throated. 'Gawd I was just gonna do this for the protection I wasn't supposed to like it!' you think with a small roll of the eyes as even the feel of his balls slapping against yours sends little shocked thrills through your whole body. His thrusts into you rub your cock against the bed pad and your belly, grinding it gently between them, and almost before you know it you're cumming, spurting thick splatters of jizz against both and smearing it around as your ass clenches around his length, making him feel even bigger. You can hear him grunt loudly, and he suddenly picks up the pace of his thrusts, and for just a few moments you're being fucked <i>hard</i> and <i>deep</i> before he lets out a low groan and thrusts all the way in, his cock twitching as you feel a steady spread of warmth deep inside you.\n\nYou think you fade out for a few seconds because you're actually drawn back to awareness by the feeling of his cock sliding out of you and popping out again, a fresh shiver running through your body at the combination of suddenly being empty and the feeling of his cum running down your taint and tickling your balls. You squirm a little as you feel something wet and soft running over them and then up along your ass, which makes him chuckle again, one big warm hand rubbing your back soothingly. After a few minutes, you sit up, embarrassed to display the mess you made, and murmur a quiet 'Thank you' as he passes you another of what looks like a large wet wipe to clean yourself with.\n\n"Now, lad, since you did make a mess, best you do a bit of actual tidying," he says.\n\nBlushing, you nod, and under his guidance use a different wipe to clean up the bed pad, and then actually wipe up some of the corners of the room and dust off the shelf and the top of the storage container, feeling rather like some lewd maid since he's obviously enjoying the sight of you cleaning his quarters naked. Once you've dressed, though, he beckons you over and plunks several metal strips similar to the ones Mac gave you in your palm, then even gives you a kiss on the cheek. "Good lad, now off with ya," he urges, giving you a light slap on the butt and sending you scrambling out the door.\n\nYou finish out the rest of the watch and the dinner bell before it in a slight daze, wandering back to the bunk room to find that so far it's largely abandoned, save Kikiri who's sitting against a wall reading on a tablet. His ears perk up as he looks at you... then he grins and hops to his feet, eyes almost glowing as he crows, "Yoooou tidied up!"\n\n"Um," you murmur, going red from your eartips to your collarbone again.\n\n"Ohoooo, you are so fuckin' cute I can't stand it, really, Jamie," he says with a giggle, eyes twinkling as he leans in and nudges you with his elbow lightly. "C'mooon, who was it?"\n\n"Um... he didn't say his name," you murmur, looking at the floor and squirming. "Um, it was... the guy with the gray skin and, um, shiny green eyes..."\n\n"Oh <i>him</i>!" Kikiri chirps, expression brightening even further. "Wow, lucky, that one's a gentleman, does some aftercare and everything, some of these oafs will just give you a hard pump and then toss you out while their juice is still soaking into your pants," he notes with a rather flat tone, ears laying down to the sides briefly... before he rolls his head and his eyes to the side. "And, y'know, sometimes you're in the mood for that but sometimes you're <i>not</i>, right?"\n\n"... Right," you say, for lack of anything else you can think of. Kikiri's experience and worldview is clearly still miles off of yours.\n\n"Anyway! Congrats on having your cherry popped," he says, smirking as you blush yet again. "Heeey, you wanna, y'know... celebrate it a bit?"\n\n<hr>\n[["N-no, I'm good!"|QOSC]]\n\n[["... yeah sure why not..."|QOSC]]

Hey, who doesn't love tech stuff? Maybe you can get a new tablet, or laptop, or... death ray? Uh, yeah, they definitely have a lot of higher-end stuff than you're used to.\n\n[[TimePeace X3|QOTPStart]] - A smartwatch that supposedly uses 'controlling sync' over every atomic clock in the world to, according to the ad copy, "actually give you more hours in the day" among other things. \n\n[[Peopleversal Remote|QOPRStart]] - A remote control that supposedly allows you to cause a number of preprogrammed reactions in other people, as well as downloading more via the computer. Like point and click and they do... well, whatever. It does seem like mostly a joke/prank item.\n\n[[Servabeam|QOSBStart]] - Uh, for real? This thing says it's an actual ray gun that turns people into loyal servants. (Apparently it does have an 'undo' function so at least there's that.) That seems dubiously moral at best! ... Also pretty exciting though.\n\n[[Virtual Dimension Rig|QOVDRStart]] - Apparently 'virtual reality' wasn't good enough, they had to claim that this whole-package VR thing creates a whole other dimension just for you to play in. ... Still, you have been wanting to get a VR setup for awhile...\n\n[[The Body Remaker 9999|QOBRStart]] - You guess just good old '9000' isn't good enough for this sort of marketing. But you're guessing it's some sort of workout equipment, since it uses a lot of the same adspeak that commercials for those do like "toning", "shaping", "lifting", and so on, but it promises to do it quickly while you relax.

Even the name is... ... well, she said she was good with anything, and basically demanded you get wild with it, so... here goes. You click the name, and confirm that you want to load it.\n\nMaya blinks in surprise as her clothes abruptly reappear... her own clothes, albeit her shirt's stretched a fair bit tighter than it used to be. The surroundings don't change, but after a few seconds a swirling blue portal appears behind her, Maya letting out a yelp of shock as she's abruptly yanked off of her feet and hauled into it. The screen briefly changes to a view of her tumbling through a long tunnel that somehow puts you in mind of the 'Circuits of Time' from a certain comedy movie series, before it switches to the interior of a dim stone cave. The portal opens again and Maya thuds out to the ground, giving an "Oof!" that sounds more annoyed than anything else. Wincing, she gets to her feet, rubbing her butt a bit. "This is not off to a glamorous start," she grumbles.\n\nThen her head shoots up at the sound of voices... well, sort of. They sound kind of human, anyway, albeit letting out low, rather bestial grunts. Maya takes a step back reflexively as a group of people(?) starts filing in through the opening in the cave. They look sort of human, mostly, but have heavily simian features... longer arms with thick, gnarled knuckles they tend to walk on partly, heavyset foreheads with thick, wild hair. They do at least seem to be advanced enough that most of them have tied scraps of hide around their waists to form crude loincloths or wraps. The massive, primitive humanoids quickly catch sight of Maya, and start making excited grunts and hooting noises, several pounding their chests.\n\n"Uh," Maya says, swallowing hard... then her eyes widen as all of the cavemen start ripping their loincloths off, baring incredibly thick, bushy black hair surrounding very large cocks that are quickly becoming hard, jutting up and waving in the air, human in shape and yet somehow more bestial in their bulges and veins and proportions. "Eep," she squeaks, turning to run, probably without even thinking about it.\n\nHer motion only provokes the cavemen, and with simian howls they leap forward, quickly grabbing her. Crude, almost paw-like hands grab at her clothes as she cries out, tearing off her shirt and freeing her enlarged tits, yanking her shorts and panties down enough to tear them apart as well. Almost before you can realize what's happening, let alone before she can properly protest, one of them has grabbed her by the hair and roughly yanked her head down, shoving his cock into her mouth and starting to thrust, letting out a monkey-like shriek of triumph as he starts pumping and thrusting roughly right away, Maya's cheek bulging as he thrusts against the outside of it, then her throat bulging as he manages to find his mark and push down inside it. It's almost instantly followed by one of the others giving a few awkward, unthinking thrusts between her legs before properly finding her pussy and stuffing himself inside her, giving a similarly mindless screech of exultation as he starts rutting the tribe's newest mate.\n\nYou stare at the screen, still in shock. In a matter of seconds, you've gone from just starting a scenario to watching your childhood friend be raped by cavemen. Watching her big, fat tits that she basically demanded you give her sway under her as they force-fuck her, watching her ass ripple lightly at the slam of the dirty, hairy hips of the bestial protohuman she basically asked you to toss her to, watching her eyes roll as her throat is violated by the throbbing cock of "just a game" character. What do you do?!\n\n... You unzip and start jerking off. Obviously.\n\nWell what else would you possibly do?\n\nMaya's skin is soon streaked and greasy from the groping and grabbing of the dirty cavemen, her tits gleaming in the light of the primitive, poorly put-together wood fire some of the others have built as they wait their turn, the other caveman pounding their chests or thumping their fists on the floor or giving those simian-like yowls as if urging the other two to hurry up. The one fucking Maya's mouth doesn't seem to be getting that much closer, perfectly content to just keep pounding his prehistoric prick down her throat, but the other, perhaps pushed on by some mating urge, gives a stereotypical "Ooo-oo-AA-AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" yowl and thrusts his hips forward, his heavy, hairy balls lifting as he empties them into the time-displaced goth teen's pussy. He steps back, and before more than a trickle of his cum has escape from her slightly gaping cunt, another has leaped forward and shoved his own cock in, fucking her if anything even faster and harder than the last one, as if trying to prove himself the stronger to the new breeding bitch.\n\nMaya seems to be getting overwhelmed, the primitive breeding possibly awakening some primitive instinct of her own, since her muffled cries and pleading quags are taking on a more pleasured, practically slutty tone, even as her expression still looks humiliated around the fat prehistoric prick pumping between her lips. She gives little squeals and grunts as her tits are fondled, either by the two fucking her or other cavemen, smearing dirt, animal fat, and bits of their own pre all over her pristine skin, the apelike men clearly having never seen such big, perfect boobs before. The one fucking her pussy gives another of those yowls as he pumps his load into her, and is just as quickly replaced by one of the others, all the cavemen clearly intending to do their best to breed her and see whose seed will take.\n\nAs the third caveman finishes in her pussy and is replaced by the fourth, the one fucking her face apparently finally hits the point of no return, giving a monkeylike shriek as he apparently spontaneously invents the money shot, pulling out and grabbing his prick with one gnarled, simian hand and stroking it, Maya gasping and spluttering as his thick, barely-evolved cum splatters all over her face, smearing on her already dirtied skin and dripping into her hair. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuuuuck," she whimpers, apparently unable to think of anything else to say as the caveman behind her grabs her wrists and pulls her arms back, making her arch her back and present her tits to the onlookers, those bestial shrieks of joy and chest-pounding getting all the louder as they jiggle and wobble in the firelight.\n\nThe next caveman in line after the fourth pumps his barely human load into her cunt apparently wants to get more contact with those, as he grabs Maya and hauls her down on top of him instead as he lays on his back. Maya lets out a cry that turns into a moan as he pulls her into straddling him and down on his cock, his almost muzzle-like mouth fastening around her nipple and as much of her tit as he can suck in, licking it and slobbering all over it as he fucks up into her. Apparently more sexual inventions are on the list today as the view of Maya's ass bouncing atop their tribemate's prick is too much, and one of the other cavemen shuffles forward, grabbing her arms and pinning them behind her back, actually pressing her tits down against the other's face as he thrusts against her round butt a few times. But then he finds her pucker and shoves in, Maya giving a loud yowl as her ass is filled with cock... a cry that's muffled as another one starts taking her mouth again, grabbing her hair and shoving her towards his hairy crotch with every thrust, her nose repeatedly disappearing into the greasy, no doubt smelly forest of black hair around his dick as his leathery balls slap her chin.\n\nNow that they've discovered a proper gangbang formation, the cavemen seem to be absolutely overwhelmed with the inventive spirit, finding new ways for three of them to fuck Maya at once. They try pushing her into a few different positions, clearly liking the version where she's facing upward, her ass bounced down on the cock of the caveman below as the one above fucks her, and another pounds her mouth, his sack slapping her face. One of them briefly tries fucking her tits in that position, but apparently they're just not coordinated enough yet, and instead wind up slapping their cocks against her jiggling tits almost ritualistically, as if banging ancient tribal war drums, the thumps sending slings of pre and smears of cum across yielding flesh instead of thunderous booms across the land. Soon Maya is almost as dirty, grease-smeared, and primitive-looking as they are, her hair matted and gleaming with ground-in grease and cum, any resistance having disappeared as she submits to more and more of the enthusiastic "breeding" of her near-mindless ancestors.\n\nEventually all of them pull out, gathering around her and giving soft grunts and "ook" sounds as they look at her. Maya lays crumpled on the floor, breathing hard, her eyes glassy, her ass and pussy gaping and completely filled with cum that dribbles out steadily, her belly actually bulged up slightly. Then the cave dims further, both Maya and the cavemen freezing in place. It takes you a few moments to come down from the haze of your own second orgasm to see that a series of plain, simple text boxes have appeared.\n\n<hr>\n[[THE CAVEMEN FUCK THEMSELVES TO EXHAUSTION.|QODigi]]\n\n[[SHE IS USED IN EFFORTS AT DOMESTICATION.|QODigi]]\n\n[[SHE IS GIVEN AS AN OFFERING TO THEIR GOD.|QODigi]]\n\n[[No, you need to pull her out of there.|QODigi]]

Probably best not to get distracted by every slightly interesting sight you come across, or you'll never find anything really interesting. You hurry a bit to catch up to Maya, finding it surprisingly easy to get used to your cock swinging freely beneath the simple flap of the loincloth and actually feeling the grass under your toes.\n\n"Yeah this is definitely different," Maya announces as the two of you arrive back at the dirt road that leads up to the tower... or <i>a</i> dirt road, rather. This one's really more of a small, narrow path that's just barely not grown over by grass. The two of you exchange a glance, then shrug and set off down it, you swaying and Maya jiggling, the two of you truly off on your adventure in another world! ... Not terribly exciting yet but you guess it will build up to it.\n\nYou're not sure what you were expecting but for the first hour or so things are just fairly quiet, cool, and scenic, with the trees gradually losing that vaguely human-shaped look and just looking like old, slightly foreign trees. The path eventually joins up to a wider road that's still pretty much just packed earth, with a number of shallow ruts and even some faint hoofmarks in it. By silent assent you and Maya both just sort of start heading down the direction of the road the path generally pointed you towards, and the forest gradually gets a bit further away from the road, leaving it mostly open on either side.\n\n"Not super exciting so far, but I guess a lot of people leave out the hours of walking when they tell their regular backpacking stories," Maya observes dryly. Then she perks up. "Hey, we could fuck!"\n\n"We could, but if we fuck every time we get bored we won't get very far," you note.\n\n"Tch, damn your rationality," she tches, obviously not too serious since all she does is shake her tits teasingly in your general direction and give you a poke on the hip with her tail.\n\nIt's a little while before you come to a sort of branch in the road, or rather another small path branches off of it, though this time it's notable because there's a sign post beside it this time. There's a board up top that reads 'Hilltown' and has a carved arrow pointing the way you're going, which means you guess you're going to Hilltown! But lower down there are two generally arrow-shaped signs. One points towards the path that branches off and heads into the woods, reading 'Shorter - Wolves'. The other points down the road and reads 'Longer - Horses'. \n\n"Huuuuuh." Maya looks the signs over for a moment, rubbing the back of her head. "Okay, I guess I get 'Shorter, Wolves'. Like, you go through the woods to get to Hilltown faster, but why warn about horses for the longer path?"\n\n"Maybe it's longer but there's like... you can spot horses in the fields? Or maybe there's a horse cart or something," you suggest.\n\n"Hm. Maybe." Maya taps her cheek a few times, then shrugs and looks at you. "I dunno, what do you think?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Let's take the long way.|QOAdv2x1]]\n\n[[Let's take the shortcut.|QOAdv1x2]]

Perhaps your recent changes and, ah, experiences have indeed endowed you with a bit of confidence, because you rally enough to say, "Mom, I really think Maya and I can handle it alone."\n\n"But dear we just discussed this-" your mother says placidly, turning towards you again and resting her hands on your shoulders.\n\n"I know, but I think if I tell Maya we're gonna go off and have an adventure but my mother's driving, it'll kind of put a crimp on the start of our relationship," you note flatly.\n\n"W-well... I wouldn't want to damage your relationship, especially with Maya," your mother admits, raising a hand to nibble at her thumbnail a bit.\n\n... Ah-ha! Gotcha! Maybe you really are coming into your own as an incubus, because you spot that weakness and pounce right on it like... ... well like your mom would, and just recently did. "I think part of it's that Maya really wants some time to figure out our relationship status too. Like, whether we're boyfriend and girlfriend, orrrr maybe husband and wife material..." Seeing your mother's eyes light up, you decide to put on the final twist and turn aside a bit, rubbing the back of your head. "Ah, maybe you're right, maybe you should come, if Maya and I go alone we're likely to come back married or something..."\n\n"Jamie!" your mother squeaks, grabbing both your shoulders again. "Don't give up now! I mean, um! After careful consideration, I think maybe an adventure of your own is exactly what you two need! Some time to, to get to know each other and, um, yourselves! Yes, you should go as a couple! I mean, by yourselves!"\n\nScore.\n\n"Soooo yeah I talked her into it," you tell Maya on the phone that night. "She's getting us a bunch of stuff together to take, and she says that it's like a day's drive out to this place where we can cross over."\n\n"Well-played on getting us some alone time, Jamie," Maya says in an amused tone. "I mean on the one hand I probably wouldn't have minded your mom coming along, she's super hot."\n\n"Yeah," you agree with a light sigh, stroking your cock a bit as you wait for said mom to come in and suck you off before you go to sleep.\n\n"But I'd definitely feel like this is something we should try out for ourselves. Who knows? Maybe we'll have so much fun there we won't even want to come back."\n\nYou're not really sure what to say to that, though there's at least a distraction as your naked mother saunters into the room and climbs up onto the bed, smoothly deep-throating your cock. "Mmf. My mom's here to say goodnight," you note.\n\n"Oh yeah?" Maya says in an amused tone that tells you she has some idea of how that's going. "Send me a picture."\n\nYou hesitate a bit, but at your mother's encouraging sound around your cock you switch to the text message window and select the option to take a picture. Your mother gives the camera a piece sign while swallowing your dick down to the root, and you send it along to Maya before putting the phone back to your ear, stroking your mother's hair.\n\n"Damn that's hot," Maya says a moment later. "Wish I was there. Oh well, that'll be me once we're out on our adventure!" she adds cheerfully. "Guess I'll see you soon, babe!"\n\n"Y-yeah, see you... mmf, see you soon too, uh... ... honey?"\n\n"... Keep working on it," Maya advises before she hangs up.\n\n"Ihd tahgs uh wl," your mother advises you from where she's still slurping your schlong.\n\n"Y-yeah I'll keep trying okay?!"\n\nEarly in the afternoon of the next day, your mother picks Maya up from her house and the three of you set off towards the departure point. You're not sure how Maya managed to convince her parents to let her go off on an ill-defined adventure of indeterminate length on basically twenty-four hours notice, but then considering what her older sister is like maybe they just gave up arguing with their daughters doing whatever the hell they want long ago. Maya cuddles up to you in the back seat, and soon she's undone your pants and pulled your cock, stroking your length slow and sweet, obviously more just enjoying the feel of it in her hand than trying to get you off... at least, any time soon. You return the favor by slipping your hand under the skirt she's wearing, finding her pussy bare to the touch as you start stroking your fingers gently along it.\n\n"Ah, young love," your mother says happily after a glance in the rearview mirror, making you blush and Maya giggle.\n\nAfter heading well out into the country, eventually your mother pulls off onto a dirt road... which, as evening starts to creep in, turns into more of a barely-noticeable set of ruts in the grass. Finally she stops in front of a short, multi-level stone tower with little slits of windows indicating it probably has three stories. The three of you get out and move to the back to heft out the backpacks your mother packed up for the two of you, then head for the entrance. The interior is largely open and empty, just a yawning cylinder save for the ceiling and a staircase curving up against the wall. As you start up the stairs, your mother explains, "Once a month on the full moon, anyone who spends the night here is transferred between this plane and the one in question... it's one of the last easily accessible places to do so. I included a little wayfinder stone on a bracelet in your pack, Jamie... and a locking spell to make sure it stays on no matter what, so put it on right away. It will lead you back to this place whenever you decide to come home. Just tap it twice while you're on this side and I'll know to come and get you. I also packed various food, some self defense items, and local clothes, you'll probably want to change into those so you don't stand out too bad. The only thing worse than being 'tourists' is looking like tourists who didn't know how to prepare."\n\n"So did you do this too?" Maya asks as the three of you arrive on the top floor, which looks like it's served as a campsite before, with a makeshift firepit in the center and even some durable-looking sleeping bags left laying around near it.\n\n"Yes, as my 'backpacking through Europe' post-high school thing, as a matter of fact," your mother says as you and Maya set down your bags. She hesitates for a moment, then huffs. "Well! I'll go ahead and get out of your hair, I suppose," she says, then steps close and wraps her arms around you. "Goodbye, dear, take care. I love you," she adds, before giving you a motherly kiss... well, assuming a motherly kiss is capable of coming with that much tongue.\n\nYou give her ass a fond goodbye squeeze, before she steps over to Maya... and proceeds to give her a similarly deep and thorough kiss, Maya squirming in surprise but apparently not displeasure. "Take care of him," your mother tells her fondly, before waving and descending the stairs.\n\n"Whew. ... Yeah it probably would have been okay if she came with us," Maya murmurs, her cheeks pink. Then she shakes the thought off. "Guess we better go through this stuff and see what's here."\n\n"Ah, yeah." You brought a few things of your own, though not a lot... after all, you kind of doubt most of your electronic devices will work over there, at least for long. But better to find room for them in the pack... let's see, there's some jerky, two canteens, a towel (your mom is a nerd and it is great), that waystone bracelet which you go ahead and put on, a simple black leather strap with a clasp and a dark, smooth round stone, and- "Uh." You straighten up, holding up a leather belt with two falls of black cloth, one in front and one down the back, the back one split (presumably to allow your tail through). "Is this the... 'local clothing'?"\n\n"I think these are pretty much the <i>only</i> parts of local clothing," Maya says dryly, straightening up and holding up a nearly identical, albeit shorter, version. "No wait, looks like I've also got a tube top in here," she adds, bending over to rustle through things. "And some sort of like... stockings with no heels or toes. ... There's a note that says we won't need shoes, apparently our feet will be plenty over there, there's just a small cleaning spell on the stockings to keep them from getting dirty. Huh. ... Very Hobbit-y. Ooo, knife," she chirps, holding up what looks like some sort of 'age of heroism' steel dagger in an ancient but intact leather sheath.\n\n"... Speaking of Hobbits, my knife looks more like a kitchen knife," you note, holding yours up, then pulling the nylon sheath off a bit. "... It's our kitchen knife. ... Oh, huh, Mom did mention once it's an heirloom, I guess it's passed down through her side of the family."\n\n"The kitchen knife of slaying," Maya snickers, already having started stripping down. After you've followed her example, she steps over and kisses your cheek. "My little Tonberry."\n\n"... Okay I'm weirdly alright with that nickname."\n\n"Well! I guess we have the night to spend here, and I think we can both think of ways to spend it," Maya says with a wink and a smile, jutting her hips to the side as she assumes her succubus form, those hips rounding out a bit and her breasts expanding, tail flicking through the air. She licks her lips a little as you assume your own form... then actually blushes. "Ah, hey Jamie, before we get started, there was one thing..."\n\n"Hm?" you ask, though your cock has already started to rise at the thought of, well, getting started.\n\n"Since you said we'd still have the ability to shapeshift, I was kind of trying it out last night, and I got... um, well, I got some pretty good results," she continues, blushing even brighter, though her glowing purple eyes are gleaming. "I was kind of wondering if maaaybe you'd be willing to try... letting me be on top. ... Y'know, not just as to position."\n\nYou blink a few times... then start blushing. "Er, you mean on top as in...?"\n\n"Yuuup, I learned to go full futa," Maya says with a bit of a smirk now, tucking her hands behind her head and giving her hips a few light thrusts. "Aaaand I won't pressure you to try it if you don't want to, buuuut if you did, seems like here and now's as good a time as any!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Well... okay!|QOFam7x8]]\n\n[[Mmmmmaybe later.|JMAdv]]\n\n[[... Only if you shapeshift too.|JMAdv]]

"It's really weird to think about just sort of... going on," you agree. "I'm not sure what our other option is, though."\n\n"Well, not to sound like a broken record, but maybe you should ask your mom," Maya suggests. "She seems to have a pretty good handle on all this stuff. Maybe she's got some idea of like... the sex demon equivalent of backpacking through Europe for a semester or something."\n\n"Oh there's absolutely a sex demon equivalent of backpacking through Europe," your mother says fairly breezily later that afternoon.\n\n"... Huh," you say. Honestly, at this point, you're not sure why you're even a little surprised.\n\n"Well, it's not quite the same thing, though I suppose there's roughly an equal chance you'll be kidnapped by sex slavers," your mother allows, frowning a little now, before she shrugs. "There's a lower plane than this one... not really one of <i>the</i> lower planes... that's fairly earth-like but also pretty much, well, empty. Over the years, various beings and creatures who no longer fit into this world have made their way there instead, either deliberately or instinctively. In fact, more than a few of your relatives have moved there after realizing, for one reason or another, that at some point they don't fit in here after awakening to their nature. I suppose, since it's a somewhat more magically potent realm, they could probably still be kicking around largely unchanged."\n\n"Huh. Weird thought," you muse. "But you're saying we could go there?"\n\n"I... suppose it's not a <i>bad</i> idea," your mother hedges. "If you're just talking about getting the youthful urges of a newly-awakened demon nature out of your system before you come back. ... You are planning to come back, aren't you, dear?"\n\n"I mean, probably?" You shrug and rub the back of your neck. "Maya just feels like it's weird to just kind of... go back to everyday life after all of this, and I kinda agree? Like maybe if we both get a taste of adventure or something we'll wanna come back home. Like, y'know... Frodo!" you suggest brightly. "He was already wanting to go back to the Shire by the time he got to Rivendell, right?"\n\n"Yeeees and I rather remember the rest of that epic saga and what happened to Frodo before it was over," your mother says a bit coolly now, making you grin sheepishly. She eyes you in silence for a long moment before she says, "You know, I really think I should come with you two."\n\n"... Eh?" you say.\n\n"There are a <i>lot</i> of dangers in that plane, it's not just some playground of debauchery. ... Alright most of the settlements are because they were settled by people like us," she allows. "But still! I think you and Maya need an escort. A guardian. ... I'd say 'chaperone' but that implies I'd be keeping the two of you from fucking. Instead I'd be more likely to join in!" she adds cheerfully, assuming her own succubus form as she stands up, leaning forward to give her enlarged breasts a slight shake in front of your chest. "You'd miss mommy's tits if you went alone, wouldn't you, dear?" she coos.\n\n"Oh yeah," you answer before you can even think of it, then blushing and squirming.\n\n"Good! Then it's settled!" she chirps, straightening up. "I'll start packing things up and call your father to explain!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Just accept it.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Stand up for yourself.|QOFam7x7]]

"So, um, basically if that is what you want, my mom says that you drink this and I drink this," you note, holding up the small jars half-full of pink and blue faintly-glowing fluid. "And then we, um, y'know... and basically part of my whole, ah, nature will transfer into you and you'll become... ... y'know."\n\n"A half-succubus," Maya supplies, reaching out to take the jar of pink stuff and eyeing it. "Except your mom says we'd both be weaker than you have the potential to be now... no magic or anything like that."\n\n"Yeah, she said that it might develop again on its own someday, but that it might not and we definitely wouldn't have any for awhile. Plus, y'know... really high libido, lowered inhibitions, we'd probably have a pretty unconventional, um, relationship," you murmur, feeling your ears heat again. "So if you need some time to think about it, you can... just go ahead and drink the entire thing I guess," you conclude a little flatly as Maya finishes gulping down the jar of pink fluid.\n\nLowering the jar and giving a soft 'pfwah', Maya briefly looks smug, then sets it down and starts stripping off her clothes. "Make with the drinky-drink and the dicky-dick, Jamie, let's do this thing."\n\n"... Are we entirely sure you're not already a succubus?" you murmur as you unscrew the cap and start drinking the stuff. It tastes... very blue, for sure.\n\n"I'm ahead of the curve, let's gooooo!" she positively squeals, pouncing forward and yanking down your pants, making you almost splutter in mid-drink as your cock pops out and she slips it into her mouth, starting to bob her head quickly over its length while you're still drinking the stuff down.\n\n"Mmmf! Okay, okay!" you stammer, your face red again as you set down the jar, taking a moment to pull off your shirt. Maya gives a low, happy moan at your more defined abs and chest, reaching up to run her hands along them as she sucks, before she pulls back with another little 'pfwah'.\n\n"Hey, you're... you're changed out of the incubus form you had before, right? Show it to me now."\n\nWell. You didn't show her before because you doubted her ability to control herself if you did, but. You 'relax' your flexed 'muscle' and let the horns press out of your forehead and your eyes start to glow purple... and your cock expand and lengthen in Maya's hands, her eyes widening and a sudden new hunger lighting up her eyes.\n\n"Hoooolyyyy shiiiit," she whimpers, stroking your expanded length... then glancing aside and blinking as something flits through the air. "... cute..."\n\n"Huh?" You turn your head and look. "Well that's new," you note at the sight of your purple, spade-tipped tail. \n\nMaya actually giggles almost drunkenly before once again doing her best to stuff your cock in her mouth. Maybe she's already starting to change, because she doesn't have any trouble at all with its increased length and girth, with little more than the faintest *hglk* as she pushes past the gag reflex point and works it down her throat. You let out a long moan, shivering... then, on impulse, try controlling your tail. It's actually much easier than you thought, slipping it between her legs and starting to rub the tip and sides of the spade along her entrance, Maya giving a surprised-pleasured squeak at its first touch before she's soon moaning around your cock.\n\n"Mmmnf... mmn... mmmmghd," she groans with her mouth full, her hands stroking your hips as she works more and more of your incubus-enhanced prick down, until finally her pale purple-glossed lips press right up to the root of it. Then she pulls back with a loud gasp, staring up at you eagerly as her hips twitch with the touches of your tail. "Let's... let's do it."\n\n"You're sure?" you pant out, swallowing. "I mean... my mom said the stuff would work, but if it doesn't..."\n\n"Frankly at this point I'm good with it either way," she declares, standing up and then dropping back onto the bed, tits jiggling as she holds her arms up to you beckoningly.\n\nFirst, you dip down to drag your tongue along her dripping folds, Maya giving a happy little mewl and bucking her hips as you lap at her pussy. Hm, your mom was right, it does taste really good. You slip your fingers inside of her, pumping them gently while you tongue her clit, Maya trembling and moaning and very visibly cumming at least twice before you slip your fingers back out of her. You slip forward, your cock bumping her entrance briefly but sliding up, along her belly, Maya looking down with intense lust as she's given a preview of just how deep it's going as it rests along her flat, pale belly. Leaning down, you kiss her again, Maya making soft, sweet sounds in a blend of aroused and contented as you give her a taste of herself. Slipping your hands under her knees, you lift them up and forward as her arms wrap around you and pull you close, her breasts pressing to your bare chest as you shift your hips.\n\nProbably out of some incubus instinct, you get yourself into position easily and thrust in, Maya arching beneath you as she cums instantly, her pussy squeezing and shuddering all around your length. As you start pumping into her, you can gradually feel it growing even stronger, slicker, and seemingly molding itself perfectly to your prick as if they'd been made for each other. With every thrust you can feel her breasts getting a little bigger against your chest, swelling and pressing against it. Even Maya's moans and squeals of pleasure start turning sweeter, almost more deliberate, as if she were instinctively catering them to stoke your arousal and encourage your ego. You start to thrust faster, and harder, the changes coming over her just increasing your own pleasure somehow, even her ass feeling a bit rounder and more full as your balls slap against it. Soon you feel something twining about your tail, winding with it in an even closer and more intimate embrace than the rest of the coupling, the heart-shaped spade at the tip of Maya's black tail pressing up against yours.\n\nThat's somehow the most you can take, and with a loud moan into her mouth you thrust forward, emptying your balls into her. Maya's pussy grips you firmly, perfectly, almost seeming to milk your spasming, twitching shaft of every drop it has as she writhes sinuously under you, one of her hands coming up to tangle her fingers in your hair and hold you in the kiss. Only when it slides back away do you raise up, panting a bit as you look down at her. Her eyes are now the exact same glowing purple as yours are, though her horns grow from closer to the sides of her head and curl back a bit over her ears, which now have slight points.\n\n"Mm... well, happy birthday to me too, I guess," Maya says with a giggle, pulling you back down into a kiss and tucking her heels behind your back despite you still holding her knees, urging you to start thrusting again.\n\nAfter you've fucked her a few more times, the two of you separate, and you give her the same pointers your mother gave you on resuming her human form. Once she's retracted her horns and tail and put her eyes back to rights, she stands in front of the mirror, turning back and forth a bit. "Mm," she murmurs, frowning a little as she lifts her ass slightly with her fingers under the cheeks, then turns and cups her breasts. "... They're still a bit bigger than before."\n\n"Yeah, apparently a bit of growth is permanent," you note sheepishly. "I had to buy a bunch of new clothes."\n\n"Well, guess I'll be doing a shopping trip tomorrow too." Maya flops down beside you, those bigger bare breasts bouncing, and slips an arm around your middle as she nuzzles your neck. "Wanna come with... hm..." She lifts her head a bit. "Boyfriend? Mate? ... Husband?" She looks off to the side, murmuring, "Brother? ... Daddy?"\n\nSpluttering, you say, "Boyfriend! Boyfriend out of all those!" Then, nodding quickly, you add, "Yeah, yeah I'll come shopping with you."\n\n"Cool! Tomorrow we'll head to the mall and..." She trails off a bit, frowning and glancing aside.\n\n"Maya?" you ask with a blink. "What's wrong?"\n\n"Ah... sorry, just for a second it caught up to me how weird it is. Not just the whole situation but... thinking about going back to 'normal' after," she notes, relaxing and letting her breasts expand and her horns reapper, glowing eyes turning to you. "Going to the mall, going back to school in a few months, all of it pretending to be the same old me but underneath is, y'know... this," she says, giving her tail a flick between you. "Kind of a whole new Maya to go with a whole new Jamie. It feels kinda strange just... going back to our old lives afterward."\n\n<hr>\n[["... yeah, you're right."|QOFam7x6]]\n\n[["... we'll get used to it."|QOFam8x1]]

"L-listen, Maya," you say, urging her back... ... and then doing it again more firmly when she resists moving, getting her sitting on the side of the bed and sitting up beside her. "There's something I need to tell you."\n\nApparently your seriousness breaks through her horny at least a little, since after a brief squirm some of the haze clears from her eyes and she nods. "Okay... what is it?"\n\n"I... w-well, I just found this out like this morning, but... ... it's gonna sound crazy," you warn her, before sighing heavily and saying. "I'm part incubus."\n\n"Uh..." Maya blinks a few times. "You're what?"\n\n"I know, I know. But it's kinda why you got all..." You bite your lower lip and gesture up and down her naked, still obviously aroused body, before shaking your hand quickly. "I didn't mean to! Like I didn't put a spell on you or anything, it just kind of... happens now!"\n\n"... I guess that would explain a few things," Maya allows, her eyes flicking downward toward your enlarged cock, making you blush. They start to glaze over again before she gives her head a quick shake and hauls her eyes back up to your face. "So, uh, seriously... part incubus? ... Didn't get horns or a tail or anything?"\n\n"I did, I can just hide them," you admit. You hesitate, then add, "I could show you but I think that'd kind of, uh, be bad in the circumstances."\n\nAgain you can see that lust glaze her eyes over, and her already rock-hard nipples if anything actually get bigger, the areola puffier, her lips parting as she starts panting. Then she swallows and looks at the wall. "Yup! Bad idea! ... Why's it a bad idea?" she adds. "I mean, uh, why can't we have sex if you're an incubus? I mean, assuming that doesn't bother me."\n\n'I don't think it bothers her,' you admit to yourself, before clearing your throat. "Um, apparently because I'm a young half-incubus or whatever, I can't control my powers and if we had sex I'd sort of... uh... ... destroy your mind. ... With orgasms."\n\nMaya's quiet for awhile, and at first you think she must be reeling in horror at the monster you've become. Then you notice that one of her hands has slipped back between her legs and started stroking her outer lips again. ... Oh. She's, uh... she's probably fighting the desire to tell you to do it anyway.\n\n"O-okay, so... yeah," Maya murmurs after a moment, casually slipping her hand back to the side of the bed. "I guess I can see why sex would be, um... problematic. ... In the butt too?"\n\n"Pretty sure in the butt too, if it's a girl," you say with a sigh.\n\n"Dammit," she hisses, before clearing her throat. "So how'd you learn all these details?"\n\n"My mom. Turns out this is a thing that goes way back in my family. It skipped my brother, but... well, anyway, my mom's a succubus, or half-succubus or whatever."\n\nMaya nods at that, finally looking at you again, eyes intense. "Ask her how we can have sex."\n\n"... Um?" you squeak.\n\n"Jamie." Maya claps her hands down on your shoulders, hauling you in almost nose-to-nose with her. "You need to ask her how we can have sex. Go home and do it now."\n\n"... 'Kay?"\n\nMaya nods firmly, then presses her mouth to yours in a hard, deep kiss that has you flailing for a moment before you slump against her. Somehow, for some reason, just your tongues moving together feels almost as good as all the sex you had earlier today, and your eyes sink closed as you run your hands along her sides. But after a moment she pulls away, panting softly again. Very visibly struggling with the desire to tell you to fuck her anyway, mind destruction be damned, she finally manages a breathless, "Now please."\n\n"'Kay!" you blurt, grabbing for your clothes and scrambling to the door.\n\n"So, um, basically... I told her everything," you admit a bit later, rubbing the back of your head. "Like, not everything-everything, but... pretty much everything."\n\n"Mm, well, honestly I thought that might happen," your mother says placidly, not looking up from her tablet.\n\nYou blink. "Huh? I thought you didn't want me to tell anybody. Like, you said all that stuff about wanting normalcy for me."\n\n"Well yes dear, but it is Maya after all." Setting the tablet aside now and propping her chin up in her hand, your mother gives you a smile. "I think she's been in love with you since she was about eleven, something had to give."\n\n"... Eh?" you murmur.\n\n"Oh stop it dear your eyes glaze over in an unfun way every time you brush up against that revelation. But yes I had a feeling you might tell Maya, probably for very obvious reasons. I assume that she's very, ah... enthusiastic about finding some way the two of you can actually have sex?" she asks, raising her eyebrows.\n\n"Yeaaaah pretty much," you huff, feeling your face go red again.\n\n"I thought as much. Well, there are a <i>few</i> ways," she allows, raising a hand to cup her chin. "I suppose the most obvious is that you could just enslave her."\n\n"... er..."\n\n"Essentially take complete possession of her mind, body, and soul. Technically she'd lack any will of her own for the rest of her life but I imagine she would act pretty much the same. And it would be safe to do whatever you liked with her, since your power would essentially see her as an extension of yourself."\n\n"I'm pretty sure Maya wouldn't want to become my love slave just so we can have sex. ... Mom stop giggling..."\n\n"Alright, alright!" Clearing her throat and trying to tamp down her obvious glee, your mother continues. "The other main possibility is that you share your existence with her... rather, the part of your existence that is a sex demon, literally giving her half of it."\n\nYou blink a few times. "What, turning her into a succubus?"\n\n"Yes, essentially. It would mean giving up the vast majority of your potential other abilities... the possibility of learning magic, dreamwalking, reality and memory alteration, those sorts of things. You'd keep your ability to shapeshift and a goodly amount of your supernatural charisma... its passive effects wouldn't be nearly so profound, but it would still be there... but otherwise you'd be quite seriously powered down. You might regain those abilities as you grew over time, or they might remain gone forever."\n\nWhile you're mulling that over, she adds, "It has its plusses and drawbacks, I suppose. For one thing with your power sufficiently tamped down, you wouldn't have to worry about destroying anyone's mind or casually turning them into cock-addicted thralls anymore. You'd still exert quite a great deal of influence through sex, certainly, but not to the point of making anyone worship you. ... Wellll, not without a lot of distinct effort, I suppose," she allows. "On the other hand, Maya would be subject to the same enhanced libido and lowered inhibitions as you are. It's doubtful the two of you would ever have anything resembling a 'normal' relationship, between the fact of constantly fucking each other and not seeing much problem with fucking other people at will either."\n\nHrm. Definitely something to chew over. "Any other option?"\n\n"Mm. Well... until you get old enough to be in full control, there's threesomes with me." At your blush, your mother smiles winningly. "Which I certainly wouldn't mind, Maya's adorable and I've often wondered what her pussy tastes like. Since I'd be there to spread the energy around and help regulate your abilities, I'm fairly certain I could mitigate any side effects. I mean, other than the side effects of frequent threesomes with your girlfriend and mother."\n\n"... Maya'd be my girlfriend," you whisper, somehow finding yourself focusing more on that than anything else. You'll blame the incubus-ness.\n\n"Adorable." Your mother smiles brightly until you blush again, then shrugs. "I mean, other than that, I suppose there's really only one option. Do it anyway."\n\n"... Er, wait, do it... as in, just have sex with her and let it destroy her mind?"\n\n"Let me just take a guess and suggest that when you warned her about that, she didn't seem <i>entirely</i> put off? No?" your mother says dryly as you glance away nervously. "No, I thought not. Well, going out making love to the person you adore while cumming harder than anyone has ever cum before isn't exactly a bad way to exit the stage, sweetheart. And now that she knows it's a possibility, it's probably taken root in some part of her mind. If that's her decision, well... I'd say just accept the gift she wants to give you, and we can make preparations ahead of time to manage it."\n\nYou let that all turn over in your head. Obviously you're going to present Maya all the options... all of them, you guess... but you have this feeling that the one she's going to pick is...\n\n<hr>\n[[... being a love slave.|QOFam]]\n\n[[... becoming a succubus.|QOFam7x5]]\n\n[[... having threesomes with your mom.|QOFam]]\n\n[[... going all the way.|QOFam]]

Suddenly your mother's warning resounds in your head, and with a blurt of "WAIT!" you grab Maya by the waist, doing your best to keep her from moving.\n\n"... Ah?" she says a bit distantly, her eyes having glazed over a little. "What's wrong? I... I really want you, Jamie," she almost whimpers, clearly pleading with her eyes.\n\n"W-we can't," you assert, really taking a hit from her cute... 'puppy dog look' feels kind of weird in this context but there it is.\n\n"Why noooot?" she whines, wiggling her hips and rubbing the entrance of her pussy around on her tip.\n\n<hr>\n[[Come up with an excuse.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Tell her the truth.|QOFam7x4]]

"Look, why don't you find a more peaceful way to work this out than fighting?" you suggest. "Maybe even get along with each other or something, even if Hell and Heaven can't. You could start by... um, I dunno, finding some common ground," you suggest, wiggling a finger in the air. "Something you both like and can agree on, maybe?"\n\nShotiel and Mal both look a little shocked at the very idea, although they do seem to be thinking it over since they straighten up and let their weapons disappear. Shotiel rubs his chin thoughtfully while Mal rests his hands on his hips and looks at the floor... then their gazes gradually draw to meet, before they turn to look at you, nearly identical smirks on their lips. You blink, looking back and forth between them. "... Um."\n\nSeconds later you're on the bed on all fours, mmfing and moaning around a bright red cock as a demon's balls slap your chin, the angel dick slamming into your ass driving you forward against it. Your cock juts below your belly, giving a small spurt of cum with every pump of that big celestial cock into your ass, your throat trembling from minor mouthgasms at the infernal schlong pumping between your lips. Mal smirks down at you as he grips a fistful of your hair lightly, using it to urge you to swallow his cock over and over again (not that you have much of a choice, or are offering much resistance), then giggles as he looks up at Shotiel. "I guess it's true there's one thing angels and demons can both agree on!"\n\n"Mhmm! And that's that fucking cute mortals is <i>great</i>!" Shotiel chirps in reply, rolling his hips to rub his cock around inside you, your cock shuddering and giving a much heavier splatter of cum all over the sheets at the sensation. He giggles as well as he gives your ass a light slap. "Sorry, Jamie, I know I said I'd be nice to you, but you <i>did</i> suggest the demon and I find common ground!"\n\n"You're a really good mediator, I think this is gonna work out great!" Mal coos as his tongue flicks over his lipa, smirking down at you again as your throat and tongue work his throbbing, hot demon prick largely of their own volition.\n\nEventually the two of them switch positions, flopping you over onto your back so that Mal can lift your legs and push into your ass, resuming his favorite activity, fucking you like a girl. But this time Shotiel joins in, sitting himself on your face, his pert, perfect angelic buttocks pressing around you as his pucker rests against your lips. Even if you didn't feel practically compelled by the two's combined sexual auras to join in, the fact that Shotiel reaches forward and starts jerking off your twitching, spurting prick almost immediately has you enthusiastically tonguing that tight little Heavenly hole... angels must really be something else because his asshole actually tastes like cherries, which certainly doesn't put you off of eating him out. The winged boy coos and wriggles atop you, occasionally sliding himself back so that his balls come to rest on your mouth instead, leaving you tonguing and sucking that soft, smooth vanilla-flavored sack instead. During one of his shifts you catch a glimpse of the angel leaned forward, sharing a rather wicked kiss with his infernal rival, the pair apparently having rather thoroughly found common ground at this point. Though you're definitely part of that, since almost in unison they pull back, Mal slipping out of your ass and Shotiel off of your face, both of them stroking their cocks and moaning sweetly as they begin drenching you in a veritable rain fo cum, thick white splashes striking your face, belly, and chest, angel and demon cum alike mingling all over you and leaving you shuddering in climax.\n\nYou lay there in a daze for a few moments, and when you come to and sit up, still feeling thoroughly sticky, you realize that the two of them have apparently found enough common ground that you aren't even entirely necessary anymore. Shotiel is laying on his stomach, cock pressed between his belly and the bed, snowy white wings raised and spread wide to give Mal plenty of room above him. The demon is pumping downward into the angel's ass, red balls smacking against pale peach ones, both of them moaning girlishly as they rock the bed. You stare at Mal's crimson ass as it rises and falls swiftly, at those fat red balls swaying and slapping against Shotiel's.\n\n<hr>\n[[Fuck that ass.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Suck those balls.|QOInc]]

"Ah... I think I'll just drop by and hang out with Maya for a little while, Mom," you say after drifting along on the thoughts that last statement created for a few.\n\n"Alright dear," she says cheerfully enough. "Just remember what I said, hm?"\n\n'Not like I'm gonna wind up having sex with Maya,' you think with a scoff. Maya's known you since you were little, surely she's insulated against ever possibly being attracted to you!\n\nOf course, when you arrive at her house and she opens the front door, and proceeds to have her jaw go slack, her face go red, and her nipples visibly stiffen under her shirt, you're forced to maybe acknowledge that she might not be entirely immune to your new charms. "Oh, uh, Jamie, uh, hi!" she blurts, your big-tittied goth just-friend quickly looking you up and down, before swallowing hard. "Uh... ah... n-new clothes?"\n\n"Yeah," you say sheepishly, rubbing the back of your head.\n\nMaybe the familiar gesture helps ground her a bit, since she visibly gets her initial reaction under control and clears her throat, stepping back so you can come in. "Ah, happy birthday!" she adds, flashing you a grin as the two of you head into the living room. \n\n"Thanks. It's been kind of wild already," you admit, then just shrug when she looks at you with a keener than usual interest. "Long story. Maybe I'll tell you later," you hedge. \n\n"Oh, 'kay, that's fine, I guess," she replies, though you notice she's still blushing... and unconsciously trying to drill holes in the front of her shirt. "Sooooo, ah... you wanna go up to my room and hang out? I can... give you your gift," she murmurs, biting her lower lip and flitting her eyes up and down your body.\n\n<hr>\n[[Okay, sure!|QOFam7x2]]\n\n[[... Maaaybe not.|QOFam]]

You decide to go ahead and log back in to Farmster Girl World.<<set $energy to 3>>\n\nYou pull on the suit, once more blushing at how... obvious... it makes some things. You settle the visor in place and then lay back before turning it on. Immediately a prompt comes up asking if you'd like to resume the last game you played, and you select 'Yes'.\n\nAlmost instantly you find yourself standing next to the mailbox in front of your farm. Everything looks just like you last saw it! Almost immediately Amooya walks up, giving you a <<if $amooyarejected is false>>sunny <<endif>>smile. "Good morning, Master!"\n\n"Morning, Amooya."\n\n<<if $cropgrowing is true>>"I've got the stuff you planted yesterday all ready, Master!" she notes, rummaging in her tool belt. <<if $oysterberrygrowing1 and not $oysterberrygrowing2 and not $oysterberrygrowing3>>She hands you an oysterberry. <<set $oberry += 1>><<endif>><<if $oysterberrygrowing1 and $oysterberrygrowing2 and not $oysterberrygrowing3>>She hands you two oysterberries. <<set $oberry += 2>><<endif>><<if $oysterberrygrowing1 is true and $oysterberrygrowing2 is true and $oysterberrygrowing3 is true>>She hands you three oysterberries. <<set $oberry += 3>><<endif>><<endif>><<set $cropgrowing to false>><<set $oysterberrygrowing1 to false>><<set $oysterberrygrowing2 to false>><<set $oysterberrygrowing3 to false>><<if $girlseedplanted is true>><<set $cropsgrowing = 1>><<set $cropsgrowing>><<else>><<set $cropsgrowing = 0>><<endif>><<if $paintbasecoatbought is true and $interior is "better" and $cecihired is false and $cecidismissed is false>>"Oh, Master, by the way, there's someone here to see you."\n\nYou blink. "See me? What about?"\n\n"Apparently she wants to ask for a job!" Amooya shrugs a bit, making her huge tits wobble. "A maid, apparently. I told her I'm pretty good at keeping the place clean... um, mostly," she adds sheepishly, apparently thinking of the farm's state when you first arrives. "But she insisted."\n\n"Huh. Well, okay, I'll talk to her."\n\n"I had her wait in the living room, Master, just head on in there whenever you're ready to see her."\n\n<hr>\n\nGo see this [[maid|FGWCeciApply]].<<else>>"Are you ready for breakfast?"\n\n"Yeah, thanks."\n\n<<if $kitchen is "base">>Amooya makes you a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs and a bit of bacon. Considering the infamous Pokemon Problem, you decide not to ask about the origin of either.<<endif>>\n\nAfter that, you guess you're ready to start your new day on the farm. <<if $hopitavisited is true>>You do a quick check of your MonComm. It says you have <<print $fp>> FD and <<print $energy>> stamina.<<endif>>\n\n<hr>\n[[Head outside.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>>\n\n<<if $spiderdoordiscovered is true>><<set $spidercount += 1>><<endif>><<if $cecihired is true>><<set $ceciemployday += 1>><<endif>>

Eventually you make your way into the living room, and try not to stare too much at who's waiting for you.\n\nHer hair is purple, slightly fluffy and about shoulder-length, capped by a black 'maid ruffle' or whatever that headband is called, and falling to either side of the forward-curved horns that start above her pointed ears. Her eyes are a different, somewhat pinker shade of purple behind a little pair of half-moon spectacles perched on her cute nose, though her expression is rather prim and proper, as is her stance, standing with feet together and hands clasped behind her back. She definitely seems to be a maid, with a black and white outfit with fairly short skirt, little ruffled apron, and a red bow held on with a jeweled clasp, as well as white stockings that hug a bit into her thighs. Except instead of a normal white blouse covering her fairly impressive chest, there's... uh, not a lot. While she's not quite as big as Amooya, her boobs are definitely large, proud, firm, and only covered by a very small magenta bikini top that's just barely big enough to cover her erect, puffy nipples.\n\n<img src="images/Cecilia.jpg">\n\n"Good morning, sir," she says evenly, maybe even just a bit stiffly. "I am Cecilia, and I am here to apply for the position of maid."\n\n"Uh... hi." You nod a little. "Yeah, Amooya told me. I'm not sure we actually need a maid, but Amooya does work pretty hard so it might be good to take some of the load off."\n\n"She does indeed seem to have a very enthusiastic attitude," Cecilia agrees, seeming to loosen up a little and just almost smile. Maybe she's nervous too. "Perhaps it would help if I said that I do not require a salary?"\n\n"Er... you'd work for free?" you ask with a blink.\n\nCecilia hesitates a little, then clears her throat. "I do not require a salary." She must see how you're eyeing her suspiciously, because she clears her throat again and adds, "I simply like living on monster girl farms, sir, and my last employers moved off of theirs. I heard that someone had moved into this one and was making progress on making it worthwhile again. I can provide references, if you like," she adds, bringing one hand up and proffering you a piece of paper.\n\nYou look over the list and... somehow you're not too surprised to see Hopita's name on there. You're not sure if that actually speaks in Cecilia's favor or not, to be honest, but you guess if she did rob you blind and take off you'd have someone to blame. The question is, do you want to hire her?\n\n<hr>\n[[Hire Cecilia.|FGWCeciHire]]\n\n[[Decline.|FGWCeciDismiss]]

The Shinobi are the all-rounders, right? That seems like a good idea for someone to support you as you do front-line smashing the hell out of stuff! You reach up and tap that option, and the window disappears.\n\nAlmost immediately, there's a knock at the dorm room's door. Huh, you guess that would lean towards indicating it's a game NPC... either that or the other player was really waiting by their interface hoping to be matched. Either way you call out "Yeah!", the part of you in the locker a little surprised by how easy and confident your voice sounds.\n\nThe door swings open and a tan girl practically skips in, a bounce in her step sufficient that if she were one of the better-endowed sorts she might be risking getting bonked in the chin; as it is, she's more on the slim and perky side. She's got dark auburn hair that starts fading to bright pink about halfway down, like she might have had it cut really short and dyed once before letting it grow out (or it's natural, you never know with anime-type girls you guess). She has big pale blue eyes and an absolutely adorable face, and is wearing a short-sleeved, midriff-baring orange hoodie with pink trim and pink lining in the hood, baring her trim, flat belly and still managing to show off very perky C-cups. (That apparently counts as 'small' in this game, you're thinking.) Down below she's wearing a pair of very short, fairly snug white-trimmed black athletic shorts that show off her sleek hips and rear. Wow, something black, that's about as close to "typical ninja" as you've seen anyone get so far... you guess she offsets it by the rainbow stockings and matching fingerless elbow-height gloves.\n\n"Hi! I'm Ginne!" she chirps, raising a hand in a little wave. Ah, she has a cute sweet voice too. "You're Jami-san, right? I've been partnered with you by the academy! I think we're gonna do a great job defending the innocent and protecting humanity together!" she adds, giving a little flex to pump her fists in the air and beaming adorably at you.\n\n<hr>\n[["Ah, yeah, glad to meet you!"|QONA]]\n\n[["Oh wow, you're super cute~!"|QONA]]\n\n[[Unf.|QONA2x5]]

"I, um... I maaaay have looked at a couple of doujin to that effect," you admit, blushing as you brush a fingertip along your cheek. "So I guess, um... I guess I wouldn't mind giving it a try."\n\n"Oooo, naughty boy," Maya teases, giggling as your blush deepens even further. Then she closes her eyes, apparently concentrating. The change actually happens quite rapidly... you do see a bulge start on the front of her crotch, then it just sort of seems to 'flop' outward into a half-hard cock and a dangling, swaying set of smooth balls. You're not sure how a cock can look 'feminine', but somehow Maya's does, maybe because it's a bit more slender and smooth and fine-skinned than yours. Though it definitely looks like she went for a similar size to your full incubus one, you think as she starts to harden further. Biting her lower lip and giving you a smile that's a mingling of sweet, impish, and wicked, she murmurs, "Jamiiiie... suck my cock plz?"\n\n"'K-... 'kay," you murmur, sinking down to your knees and resting your hands on the front of her thighs. Man, you were a lot more confident earlier! Did giving up part of your sex demon nature to Maya really take that away? ... Or maybe it's that she's just gone back to being the more confident and forward one now that she's got an equal share. All the same, you obey her... at least, insofar as sort of nuzzling her shaft with your cheek as you lean in and start stroking your tongue over her sack. Ah... it's so soft and smooth! It even kind of tastes good? Certainly enough to encourage you to start licking a bit more enthusiastically and sucking a bit at the skin.\n\n"Mmf... wow, that... your mouth feels really good," Maya murmurs with a little rush of breath, before letting out a sweeter little moan as you actually suck one of her balls into your mouth and start running your tongue around it. "Mmmf, mm fuck... ah, you're such a naughty slut," she coos, stroking her fingers adoringly through your hair as you slip the orb back out of your mouth to suck in the other one instead. "You're so good at sucking balls, I love you~."\n\nMaybe you do still have some increased confidence and focus from your change, because all Maya's dirty talk does is make your own cock throb harder and start dribbling a steady stream of pre down from the tip of your cock to slide down the underside of your shaft. Still, encouraged by her lewd statement of love, you draw your head back, gripping the base of her cock with one hand and wrapping the other hand around your own shaft, starting to stroke both as you slide your lips over her prick. Being a half-incubus, it turns out, apparently comes with a natural ability to suck dick as much as you would assume being half-succubus does, because her cock slides into and stretches your throat with hardly any effort on your part, and soon you're swallowing her down and tonguing her eagerly.\n\n"Mmm fuuuuck Jamie your throat feels so gooood," Maya whimpers, her hands clenching gently in your hair. "Mmmf, watching you stroke your dick while you suck mine... it's so fucking hot... I can't wait to fuck you... I'm gonna fuck you so fucking hard... fill you up with my cum, baby, you want my cum?"\n\nYou find that yes, you want her cum very much, and with a low moan of desire around her prick you start sucking her all the harder, unconsciously shapeshifting your tongue a bit so that it winds further around her shaft. Soon Maya can't hold back and starts thrusting her hips, actively (albeit still gently for the moment) fucking your mouth, her tits jiggling merrily with her motions. You drop both of your hands to start stroking your own cock and just let her hilt in your throat, sucking her like a good <strike>girl</strike> boy as she uses your throat like a masturbation sleeve, all the while softly and sweetly moaning how much she loves you. Until finally she thrusts forward, pumping her load down your throat and into your belly, a sort of thick, almost tingly feeling of it filling you up and making your eyes roll a little. When she pulls out as her cock is still throbbing and spurting, filling your mouth, it tastes like... your brain can't quite process what it is, filling in something sort of like sweet vanilla cream, making you shiver as you swallow while she's spurting a few long lines of it across your face. 'Ah... Maya's cum feels so good,' you think a bit distantly, your cock shuddering in your hands but not quite pushed over.\n\nMaybe your brain shorts out for just a moment in the fog of realizing just how much you want more of Maya's cum, because the next thing you know you're on all fours and she's already moved into position behind you, her cum- and saliva-smeared cock nudging up against your pucker. Much like your oral skills, it appears incubi come equipped to take cock there too, as there's nothing but an intense feeling of pleasure as she pushes inside you and starts smoothly sinking her whole length into your ass. Your cock starts to spurt short, quick lines of cum out onto the stone floor, little orgasms that shudder through your whole body and make your ass clench around her as you mewl lewdly. Maya leans forward, her tits pressing against your back as she reaches below you, grabbing your cock with one hand and starting to stroke it in time with her thrusts into your ass, milking out another quick spurt of cum with every single coordinated stroke.\n\n"Your boy-pussy feels so good, Jamie," Maya murmurs adoringly in your ear, kissing it as she starts gradually speeding up her thrusts, her hips thumping against your pert ass and her balls slapping against yours. She reaches her other hand forward, sliding two fingers into your open mouth, your previously lolling tongue starting to tease and lick at it as if it were her cock almost instinctively. "I'm gonna make sure to fuck this naughty boy-pussy as often as I can for the entire rest of our lives, okay?"\n\n"Nnnnha," you reply by way of general assent, your eyes rolling up as your cock continues to spurt in that series of seemingly neverending small orgasms brought on by her cock pumping inside you and her hand pumping your cock.\n\nYou've just almost been milked dry by the time Maya thrusts into you and fills your ass with her second load, which if anything actually feels bigger than her first, actually swelling your belly out just a bit with it. 'Ah, I love Maya's cum, I want her to fill me up with enough to make me look pregnant someday,' you think distantly, even as Maya pulls out of you and flops back onto her back, panting. Without a word you turn and, her cum dribbling out of your slightly stretched ass and down your balls, nudge your cock up under her own balls and push into her dripping wet pussy, Maya eagerly wrapping her legs around you as you start to fuck her, her cock leaving smears of cum on her belly as you pump her tight, gripping, perfectly fitted for you cunt.\n\nThe two of you spend most of the night trying out all sorts of different positions and styles available to you with Maya's new 'toy', which she eventually lets fade away sometime as the sky is starting to turn a bit lighter, the two of you flopping on the floor to snuggle up and take a brief nap. All the same you awake feeling totally refreshed, to find Maya already up before you and at one of the thin windows peering out, her tail flicking behind her.\n\n"It's definitely different," she announces as she comes back over and starts pulling on the skimpy garments intended for your otherworld trip, with you starting to do the same at the silent prompt. "Kinda hard to say how, other than the weather's different, I guess maybe we'll be able to tell when we get a close-up look."\n\nPacks settled on your backs and skimpy loincloths (and, in Maya's case, tubetop) in place, the two of you head back down the stairs and set out. It's easy enough to see what she meant about the weather... it's overcast and grey, the air cool and a bit moist, evoking more a feeling of sometime in fall than the summer it was on the other side. (Luckily it seems your half-incubus constitution eliminates any discomfort of being practically naked in such weather.) As the two of you set off across the grass, you take a look at the trees... they do seem to be a slightly different sort than they had at home, and here and there you can see vague shapes in the trunks that almost make you think of human bodies jutted in rather erotic positions. Huh, are even the trees here lewd?\n\n<hr>\n[[Go take a look.|QOFam]]\n\n[[Continue on.|QOAdv1x1]]

Taking out your phone (oh hey you guess you could upgrade it too if you wanted... maybe later), you text Maya and ask if she wants to come over. You get a pretty quick and enthusiastic-seeming agreement... she must be really bored or something. Soon you're opening the door and showing her to your room. Normally you'd probably be super flustered and falling all over yourself to have a girl as hot as Maya in your room, with past-the-shoulders black hair with two purple streaks in it, mildly dark makeup, a very tight black shirt over her C-cups and tight little black denim cutoffs with combat boots, but you've known her since the two of you were kids so 'it's just Maya' is in full effect.\n\n"So what's up, you wanted to do something?" Maya says as she flops down to sit on the side of your bed, for some reason looking vaguely pleased with herself as she does.\n\n<hr>\n[[Tell her about the MiniDigitizer.|QOKeys4x6]]\n\n[[Tell her about the keys.|QOKeys]]\n\n[["Hey look over there."|QOKeys]]

Blurting out the denial, you lurch to your feet and try to run, only to realize just how serious Tanya was about her demand. Before you make it more than a few steps you find yourself being expertly grabbed and thrown to the floor, luckily more jarringly than at risk of breaking anything. But before you know it Tanya's literally on top of you, straddling your head to pin you down, your yelp of shock cut off as her denim-clad crotch presses right down against your face.\n\n"Nowwww, let's just see what you're trying to hide," Tanya declares smugly as you squirm and struggle ineffectively, her knees on your arms keeping you from doing much more than wiggling your hands in protest as she undoes the front of your jeans and shoves your underwear down... then lets out a burst of laughter. "Holy <i>shit</i>! No wonder you were embarrassed!" she practically cackles as you go limp (at least in body) beneath her, whimpering against the fabric pressed between your mouth and her pussy. "Kevin's was bigger than this when he was like ten! Pfft, it's so cuuu~te," she coos mockingly, giving your stiff dick a little flick with her fingers. "What, three inches, fully hard? Maybe? No wonder you were so desperate to run away, didn't want me seeing this, huh?"\n\nAnd then you hear something even worse than her mockery... several camera shutter sounds as she obviously takes pictures with her phone. "Hmmm, wonder if I should send this to eeeevery girl in your school?" she muses aloud.\n\n"Mmf! Mmmmmf!" you plead muffledly.\n\n"Alright then, scrub, if you don't want me to, then I guess you'll have to do what I say," she declares as she finally swings off of your head, leaving you gasping as she stands up and finally stops smothering you with her denim-clad cunt. Smirking, she holds up her phone, displaying the image of your small cock jutting up into the air, along with just enough of the rest of you to make it obvious who it is despite not showing your face. "From now on."\n\nYou stare up at her... then nod defeatedly, slumping onto the floor. "... Okay."\n\n"Good! Now, get up. And ditch your clothes while you're at it. You can toss them in the dweeb's room as we go by."\n\nHumiliated and thoroughly cowed, you get to your feet, your small cock still jutting out a bit ahead of you as you slide your jeans and underwear down and step out of them, then pull off your shirt, hanging your head as you follow along after Tanya. The worry and dread soon has you going soft... and getting, if anything, smaller, Tanya's snickering making you flinch. As ordered, though, you follow along after her, throwing your clothes into Kevin's room as you go past, wondering what he'll think if he gets home before Tanya's finished doing... whatever it is she's going to do with you. She leads you into her room, which is just even more frightening... it feels like in a movie when the kidnapper takes off their mask because they have no intention of letting the hostage go. You're torn between terror and a little bit of arousal returning as Tanya bends over and hauls out one of the containers beneath the bed, her perfect ass wiggling in the air as she searches through the items inside.\n\n"Let's seeeee, the question is do I have one <i>small</i> enough," she says nice and loud, making you flinch again at the emphasis. Then she gives a little 'aha!' as she straightens up and walks over, kneeling down in front of you. "H-hey, what's-!" you yip as she slides something over your cock and balls, the brief stimulation of her touching them giving away to a feeling of cool metal and the sound of something clicking. You stare down at what she's done, at the metal bands now enclosing your shaft and balls, the top of the cage holding your shaft down over them and pointing it downwards, the whole affair almost a small sphere.\n\n"W-why?" you whimper as Tanya stands up and walks over to haul out another container and root through it.\n\n"Because with a dick that tiny, <i>obviously</i> you're not fit to be a <i>man</i>," she sneers in return, making your shoulders slump. "So I think I'm going to start turning you into a cute. Little. Sissy," she announces, straightening up and turning towards you, using her thumbs to lightly flex a little pair of pink and white striped panties. \n\n"W-wait, no, please," you whine, even as you do absolutely nothing to stop her as she walks over and kneels down again. In fact, after only the merest hesitation, you find yourself obediently stepping into the panties, watching as she hauls them up and into place, tugging a bit to make sure they're on, the outline of the cage not even that noticeable once they are.\n\n"You'll wear these today, and these tomorrow," she adds, tossing a neon pink thong against your naked chest, leaving you to clap your hands against it to hold it there, even your posture doing so unconsciously feminine. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get invited over again for tomorrow night. You better accept and you <i>better</i> be wearing those panties. Or not only will every girl in school get your dick pic, every guy will get this one," she adds, your eyes widening as she brings her phone up in one hand and clicks another pic of you. "Oh, and for good measure, this?" she adds, holding up a small key and glancing significantly at the small bulge in your panties for a second. "Will go in the lake."\n\n"W-... what happens tomorrow night?" you find yourself asking.\n\n"Like I said... we'll begin your sissy training," she coos, leaning down and sliding a fingertip along your jaw to your chin, tilting your head up a bit. "I think the first thing I'll do is teach you to start sucking cock. ... Now, go on, get."\n\nYou stare up at her, frozen in horror, before turning and racing out of the room and back to Kevin's, hurriedly pulling your clothes on. For the rest of the morning you hide away in there, occasionally trying to watch movies or read manga, but it's hard to get your mind off of the feel of the panties beneath your jeans or the metal cage imprisoning your cock. Eventually you hear car doors closing, and distantly the sound of Kevin and his parents talking briefly with Tanya downstairs. A minute later Kevin trots in. "Oh, cool, you're still here, dude!"\n\n"Y-yeah," you stammer, nodding and fighting not to blush.\n\n"Sorry about all this, but hey my grandma's gonna be fine, she's just cranky as hell. Oh, anyway, before I came up my parents said to make it up to you, you can go ahead and stay and sleep over all the way through tomorrow night, though I guess you'd probably wanna stop off at home and get some fresh clothes tomorrow morning huh?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Hedge about agreeing.|QOTanya]]\n\n[[Tell him everything.|QOTanya]]

Deciding not to hit her with the whole story, at least all at once, you tell her, "Okay, so listen, I found this weird thing called a 'MiniDigitizer'," you explain, Maya's pleased expression turning dubious. "And apparently it lets you turn stuff into like, computer code or something and pull it inside the computer and do stuff with it."\n\n"Like... Tron?" Maya says slowly.\n\nYou stare blankly at her. "Never heard of it."\n\n"... Alright, nevermind. Uh, are you being serious right now?" Maya asks as you show off the pistol-shaped device. "There's no way that's true."\n\n"Yeah, but see, check this out. I digitized my tablet, and used the program to upgrade it, and now look," you say, taking the tablet out of a drawer, Maya staring a bit as you show off the changed case, then unlock it to show off the floating holograms, including opening one of the games.\n\n"... Whoa." Maya stares for a bit, then looks from the tablet to the gun. "So you're saying it works on people too?"\n\n"I think it works on anything?" You shrug, putting the tablet away and holding up the MiniDigitizer. "The tablet's the only thing I've really thought to experiment on it with so far, though."\n\nMaya just sits and stares. As you're trying to figure out how to actually broach the topic of her being the test subject, she stands up and steps to the center of the room. "So try it on me."\n\n"Uh. Are you su-"\n\n"Yes, definitely, try it on me! And Jamie," she says solemnly as you start to nervously raise the device. "We've gotta be as thorough and unhin-, I mean, uninhibited in testing this thing out as possible. So I don't want you to hold back whatsoever, okay?"\n\n"Er..."\n\n"I mean it! Whatever this thing can do, you should try it on me!" she urges. "Don't feel like you have to ask my permission, just do it! Go nuts!"\n\n"O... kay," you murmur, seeing a really wild sparkle in your eye. Apparently her curiosity is as inflamed as yours. But after a second you raise the gun and fire it at her. You watch as the blue beam hits her and she gives a little jump, then freezes in place as she pixelates and gradually disappears. Feeling nervous, you rush to the computer and check the landing pad of the app... whew. There her name is. This time you make sure to hit 'Save' so that nothing actually happens to her if you mess up with the program. You consider the other programs for a moment, then decide to load her into the Alteration Studio.\n\nIt's pretty much the same style of screen as before, but this time as expected instead of the tablet it's Maya, standing frozen and expressionless. Though her arms are out to the side it's not really a T-pose, more like an... A-pose?... since they're angled down. As you expected, almost all of the options are different this time. There's a lot of stuff like 'Height', 'Weight', and as you might have expected things like 'Breast size', 'Hip size', and so on. But there's also listings for stuff like 'Species'... currently hers is set to 'Animal' and below that is another drop-down menu that says 'Human (Homo Sapiens Sapiens)'. After looking over the screen for a few moments, you notice that there's a checkbox that reads 'Enable activity'. Curious, you click that.\n\nImmediately Maya's arms drop and the blank look on her face clears, replaced with a blink and a momentarily stunned expression, before she gives a soft 'whoa'. "This is... wow, I guess I'm inside the computer?" she says, turning around back and forth on the pedestal. "I'm kind of in a dark room, except it stretches on forever, I can really only see on this round base... well, on one side it's kind of like a mirror, I can see myself. Can you hear me? ... Can I hear you?"\n\nGood question. But you quickly spot an option for 'Enable microphone' and click it. "Yeah, I can hear you, Maya, are you okay?"\n\nShe jumps a little bit at your voice, then looks almost right towards the screen. "Oh wow... your voice kinda comes from everywhere. Sorta... 'Voice of God'-y," she murmurs, squirming and rubbing her thighs together a bit for some reason. "... Anyway, okay! Looks like it worked! Alright, try doing something now!"\n\n"Are you sure? I-"\n\n"Yes! Jamie, I told you! Do literally anything, we have to try this out!"\n\n"... 'Kay." You look over the options, wondering where to start. Noticing a checkbox saying 'Strip', you hesitate... but, well, she said <i>anything</i>, and if she balks and gets mad at you for that, it'd be a sure sign that she didn't really mean it. Taking a deep breath, you click the empty checkbox.\n\nInstantly Maya's clothes just... click off, disappearing. She blinks, clearly noticing something's changed but taking a second to process before looking down. She yips and blushes, covering herself and hunching a bit... then clearing her throat and standing up straight, lowering her arms, displaying her naked body to you without another word. You're blushing yourself at the sight of her perky, pale tits with their light pink nipples, and her apparently smooth-shaven crotch. But uh... looks like she really means it about doing anything you can think of.\n\n... So what to do?\n\n<hr>\n[[Just try some general messing about.|QODigi1x1]]\n\n[[Try the species dropdown.|QODigi]]\n\n[[Try the age slider.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Send her right to another program.|QODigi3x1]]

You still kinda want to play it safe, especially now that you know all of this is for real. Doing at least a test use of a new key on the toolbox to see what it brings over seems like a good idea. So you once again bring the key to the keyhole and find that it slides in perfectly despite the visible ill fit, turning it until you hear the same loud click, then opening the lid.\n\nYup that's a gun.\n\nWell a "ray gun". Geez, is it always going to be a weapon? Though admittedly this one's slightly hard to take seriously, for different reasons than the knife. It looks like a weird cross between something from the Jetsons and a Klingon disruptor. It's got an egg-shaped main body made of some pale silvery-white metal, an overly exaggerated contoured handle with an obvious trigger, and the front is three long tines attached to the front of the 'egg' all connecting to what looks like a round lens of some kind.\n\nAfter a second you reach in and pick it up, albeit carefully. Is it really some kind of... laser, or phaser, or... maser? Is that a thing? You kind of think you heard that's a thing. Anyway, it's not like you can just... fire it off and see what it does, what if it blows up moons or something? You look it over even more gingerly than before as that thought pops into your head. It looks like there's no other real controls or displays or... oh wait, no, there's a little button and a tiny light next to it and-\n\n... And that's a bluetooth connection symbol.\n\nWell. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Maybe it's just some fancy toy after all, you think as you settle in at your computer and press the button, the light next to it starting to blink blue like any old wireless speaker. You activate your computer's bluetooth pairing, and it quickly finds a 'MiniDigitizer' and starts setting up. You're a little startled at how rapidly it starts installing a bunch of files, including adding an icon to your desktop called 'Digitizer Suite Management', but by the time you can even think to try and stop it it's done. You glance at the thing, then at your computer... then shrug. Well, it already went and installed itself, if it's malicious the damage has probably been done. You double-click the icon, and a screen comes up that's sort of like one of those "landing pads" some programs use with a lot of different programs you can launch out of them. 'Alteration Studio', 'Scenario Studio', 'Digi Digi Dance', and 'Import-Export Studio' seem to be the main ones. Spotting a question mark in the corner of the window, you click on it to open the help menu.\n\nUnfortunately the help menu's written in some weird combination of corporate gladspeak and dense technical jargon, and all of it with the assumption that you knew what you were getting when you bought the 'MiniDigitizer'. But after a number of attempts at trying to parse it, you think it basically... you zap people or things with it, and it turns them entirely into data, and then you can load them into the programs on here to do stuff? That's... crazy if true.\n\nDeciding to take a risk (not one of your strong suits but this is particularly fascinating), you pick up your tablet and set it in the middle of the floor, then back away from it. Flinching and turning your head away in case you accidentally blast a hole in the continent, you pull the trigger. You hear a <i>bzzzzt</i> sound and there is a flash and then some weird staticy noises, but when you look back the tablet's just... gone. No scorched mark on the floor, though, so that's encouraging? Sitting back down at the computer, you notice that a side panel on the launchpad has opened up, showing your tablet's make and model... below it are a series of buttons reading 'Send to reint.', 'Save copy', and 'Delete'. 'Reint.'... 'reintegration', maybe? Like that's the button you click to put something back? Clicking on the selection, you decide to load 'Alteration Studio'.\n\nThe screen switches to something that looks kind of like a character generation screen from a modern video game, just with, well, ultra-realistic graphics. It's kind of a 'black void' sort of situation, with a vague but perfect lighting around the round pedestal at the base, on which the tablet is propped up on nothing. The side panels have a lot of sliders, drop down menus, and stuff that you're guessing must be tailored to you having scanned a bit of technology, unless 'Processing speed' is something it could alter on a person. Deciding to try something simple, you notice that the number of the model type is a drop-down, so you click on that and scroll a bit, staring at just how high it goes up... but you try '30' just to see. Quickly the tablet on the pedestal shifts and changes, getting about two inches wider in both directions, its black case changing to something silvery with faint blue glowing lines going across the back to the logo, which pulses slowly in rainbow colors. Uh... wow. Seeing that there's a 'Save and sent to reintegrate' button on the bottom of the screen, you click it, the model disappearing.\n\nPicking up the MiniDigitizer, you turn towards that blank spot on the floor and pull the trigger. This time you watch as a beam of blue light shoots out of the lens at the end and hits the floor, and the tablet reappears as if it were being rapidly constructed of pixels, despite this being reality. In about two seconds the tablet has reformed, but it now looks like it did in the program, all shiny and <strike>chrome</strike> futuristic. You pick it up and tap the screen, jumping a little as a beam shoots out of the screen and scans your fingertip, then the screen unlocks, creating a number of hovering holographic three-dimensional icons of your apps above it. "... Whoa."\n\nThis thing... definitely works. And who knows what you could do with it?! ... In fact maybe that's a good reason you should get rid of it, this seems like something you could reeeeally easily get yourself into trouble with...\n\n<hr>\n[[Get rid of it.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[Keep it.|QOKeys4x2]]

You select the folder icon that's just labeled 'Local Files' and it immediately pops up a scrolling list of filenames. The very first one is labeled, simply enough, '1.mp4' and, after a brief guilty/sneaky glance towards the door and a listen to make sure the sound is still running, you click on it.\n\nThe file immediately starts to play, showing Aunt Freya bending over apparently adjusting the camera... and, as a consequence, giving it a perfect view right down her cleavage. You swallow, your cock immediately starting to stir as her large breasts wobble and shake, before she straightens up. It looks like some sort of office or something, not much to identify it in the camera's view, though she's definitely standing in front of a desk chair. You also realize she looks a fair bit younger than she does now... something about her look and the video quality makes you think this might be ten years old or so. Her hair's a bit longer, and you guess she looks slightly less toned and muscular, but it's still the same huge chest and strong hips under a tanktop and loose pants.\n\n"<i>There we go, that looks good,</i>" she says in a satisfied tone, apparently eyeing the camera screen on the monitor. "<i>Well! I guess I should just keep it simple for the first time, huh?</i>" she continues in a somewhat teasing tone of voice, and then proceeds to lift the tanktop right off.\n\nYour eyes widen as those big browned boulders are revealed, the massive curves of them shown to be capped by thick, puffy areola with wide, long nipples like pencil erasers jutting out ahead of her. Freya sets her hands on her hips and swings her shoulders lightly back and forth, making her boobs sway and showing them off, leaning forward and practically bumping them against the camera at one point.\n\n"<i>Nice, huh? Always liked 'em myself,</i>" she declares in a rather smug tone, straightening back up and hopping in place a bit to make them bounce. You had always sort of wondered if they were natural or implants, and from the motion you're seeing with wide, awestruck eyes you'd now have to say they're either natural or the very best implants you've ever seen. (Not... like you've seen enough to be an expert or anything, but hey you're a teenage guy and this is the internet age.) You watch enraptured as she starts to play with them, stroking her hands over the big mounds, squeezing them or lifting them, fingertips toying with the nipples. (You realize her nails are longer here, too, since she keeps them boyishly short now, which you notice because she's using them to toy with her stiff nubs.)\n\n"<i>But I'm guessing you wanna see the main attraction now, huh?</i>" Freya says after a few minutes, giving her hips a few light sways, the loose waistband of the pants already starting to slide further down her hips, revealing a tantalizing bit of the top of her apparently smooth-shaven crotch. "<i>Okaaaay! Well, it's my first time showing on video, so I'm a little nervous,</i>" she admits in a tone that does not sound the slightest bit nervous. "<i>Buuuut, here we goooo!</i>" she coos, tucking her thumbs into the waistband and pushing it down, letting the pants drop down her legs and revealing an incredibly fat-\n\n<hr>\n[[-pussy.|QOFreya]]\n\n[[-cock.|QOFreya2x4]]

No, definitely better to wait until tomorrow. You can try it out on someone else who can't ground you for life.\n\nSo you spend the rest of the afternoon and night playing with your new supertablet... you guess it's pretty lucky that at some point the company adapted some kind of super backwards compatibility standards so that it still works on your wi-fi and with all your apps. And admittedly there's definitely some blushing and staring as it projects very detailed holograms of some of your gacha games. But other than giving you a bit of fap fodder for the night, that's as far as you decide to take it with either of your new acquisitions, for now.\n\nIn the morning, shortly after your father leaves for work, your mother informs you that she's going out to spend the day with friends. Yes, perfect! Trying not to look overeager, you see her off, then race upstairs to get the MiniDigitizer. Okay! Now, the first thing to do is go and find-\n\n<hr>\n[[-a friend.|QOKeys4x4]]\n\n[[-a bully.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[-a stranger.|QOKeys]]\n\n[[-a different target.|QOKeys]]

"Uh, yeah, to be honest I kind of got the tinglies," you admit. "Y'know, like when-"\n\n"A good ASMR video or song, yeah," Maya picks up, frowning. "... Do you think something actually happened?"\n\n"No way," you scoff, even as Maya gets up and heads over to the window, staring out as if trying to detect some sort of change. After a second though you get up and go over to join her. "Everything looks normal," you assert after a moment.\n\n"Yeah," Maya murmurs, frowning as she watches a lawn service truck pull up to her across-the-street neighbors. Apparently she's still curious if anything's going to happen as the driver gets out, the thirty-something woman who lives there coming down the walk to meet him with an envelope in her hand.\n\n"... You probably just discovered some mix of vowels and consonants that gives the tinglies, maybe you should make a-" You start... only for your jaw to go slack as, after a few seconds of chatting pleasantly, the woman sinks to her knees and opens the lawn guy's pants, fishing out his half-hard cock and starting to suck on it right there out in the open.\n\n"... uh..." Maya is similarly watching with a slack jaw, leaning a bit more firmly on the windowsill as a kid walking his dog trots past on the sidewalk and doesn't even give the public blowjob a second glance. "I, uh, I mean I'm pretty sure everyone figured Mrs. Fishbern was fucking Jorge, but I don't think this is how it goes down. Usually."\n\n"W-what the heck is happening?!" you stammer, quickly hopping back from the window and averting your gaze, lest Maya think you're some sort of pervert. ... Not that she seems to be in any hurry to stop watching, herself.\n\n"It kind of looks like the spell really worked. ... What if it meant," Maya says slowly. "'To Make of Things Intimate Most Casual'?"\n\n"To make of things... wait, wait wait wait..." You wave your hands in front of you a bit. "Are you saying that the spell actually changed society, and now people just... uh..."\n\n"Fuck like it's nothing? I mean... kiiiinda looks that way," Maya murmurs, still staring out the window. "Like, nobody's staring out windows except for me, that I can see, and I've seen two more people go by... one waved at them both and they waved back, but that was the most reaction it's gotten."\n\nYour brain throws a few error codes at the idea of a world where ultra-casual sex is commonplace. ... You may or may not have watched a video once on the subject, because Japan makes videos for everything, but still, the idea of it being <i>real</i> is... you're not sure you can deal. "W-we can undo it, right? I mean, that's just... we should definitely undo it!"\n\nMaya turns and picks up the book, flipping back and forth. After a few moments she frowns. "I... don't see any 'Put society back to normal' spells in here. Or an 'undo' option. ... Not exactly sure how to press Control-Z on a book," she says in a bemused tone, closing it. "I'll probably have to look it over some more... or try to get in touch with Baal, but you know how she is about staying in touch. I think until then we'll just have to... manage."\n\n<hr>\n[[No way!|QOBook]]\n\n[[... Well, alright.|QOBook]]

"Let's just use a little bit of mana the first time, to see how it goes," you reply. "Just in case that chance for failure isn't actually affected by my Luck stat."\n\n"Hm, that's fair, Master. In that case, do you want to do it, or shall I, just to see?"\n\n"Ah... Mary, is your Luck stat as good as mine?" you ask with a blink. "... Ah, sorry if that sounds bad, I mean-"\n\n"No, no, it's fine! Actually as your Familiar and now that I'm powered back to normal, we share stats, whichever are better," she notes, flicking a hand through the air. "Like back on Earth when you punched that locker and put a dent in it, you were temporarily using my Magic and Strength stats, though they were a little more abstract on Earth. Of course now most of yours are better, but we still get the benefit. So I'll roll the gacha with your Luck, it just might tint things a little."\n\n"Mmm." You cup your chin thoughtfully, then give another soft 'ah'. "You mean, you're more likely to get a demon or something?"\n\n"Right! Since you're still a human, Master, you could get almost anything, including that rare and super powerful Crystal Dragon! But since it's me, it'll probably be a demon or devil of some kind."\n\n<hr>\n[[You'll do it.|QODK]]\n\n[[Let Mary do it.|QODK]]

Oh who are you kidding? "Yeah let's do the gacha," you say.\n\n"Yay! That sounds like a ton of fun, Master! Hm... let's fix this throne room up a bit first, don't you think?" Mary suggests, glancing around. "It'd be a bad first impression for whatever shows up if it's just a barren throne room lit by a summoned ball of light, huh?"\n\nYeah, she's got a point there. So you and Mary spend the rest of the day using various spells to decorate and reshape the throne room. You mold out some space around the back of the throne and create some ornately framed fogged-glass windows with magical light sources behind them to give a shadowy moonlight look, craft a sort of winged demon impressionistic structure to curl around the throne and give it a more brooding look, create some candles to go on shelves and archaic-looking banners to go across the archways (and potentially conceal traps or monsters in the future), add a few fallen angel statues, more mood lighting in the form of candle stands and... voila! A pretty decent gothic throne room, if you do say so yourself!\n\n<img src="images/jdkthroneroom.jpg">\n\n'Maya'd probably like this,' you think with a bit of satisfaction, before turning your attention to the other thing that needs remodeling now that the throne room's done, but before you move on to the summoning... yourself. Since you don't know what sort of monster you'll get from the gacha, you decided to stick with a normal human look, but one that still says 'demon king'. In fact you decide to base your new look after a specific character in a manga you read... he had a pretty definitive 'human demon king' look, you think. So, after a chant of "Archdemon Transformation!" while holding the image in your mind, the mana wraps around you and reshapes you... tall, slender, with black hair and red eyes, your clothing becoming a high-collared black shirt with white trim and wide sleeves, beneath a crimson cape decorated around the shoulders and clasps with a number of golden ornaments, and a matching belt with plain pants and boots. There... this should be enough that no one says 'Where's the Demon King?!' when they arrive, including whatever you get from the gacha.\n\n<img src="images/maoujamie1.png">\n\n"Looking good, Master!" Mary chirps, giving you a thumbs-up.\n\n"Thanks, Mary. So, do I just chant 'Summon Being', or what?"\n\n"I crafted a summoning circle on the floor here, just to reduce the mana usage a little bit more, so yeah you can just face that and focus on it. But how much mana are you planning to use, Master?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Just the minimum.|QODK1x7]]\n\n[[A fair bit.|QODK]]\n\n[[A large amount.|QODK]]\n\n[[As much as possible.|QODK]]\n\n[[Whatever feels right.|QODK6x1]]

"Alright, then, Master, so there's two ways to summon Monsters!"\n\n"Whew, being a Demon King has a lot of options," you murmur, shaking your head.\n\n"Heheh, yeah, well, it's called a King for a reason. But yeah, the first is the most direct way, just a straight-up summon spell. Y'know, 'Summon...!' ... but you put the name of whatever monster you want to summon there," she continues. "Since it's you that'll work like a charm, and it's cheap on mana since spells for summoning monsters that way already exist in this world, it's not draining your energy to make up a new spell on the fly. The other way is to do gacha!"\n\n"... You just said 'gacha', didn't you?"\n\n"Yup! I love those games on my phone, Master! ... Oh, I should see if I can make my phone work here sometime," she continues, pulling it out of nowhere and looking at the dark screen and tapping her lower lip. You blink, checking your inventory... huh, your phone and Earth clothes are in there, that's kinda nice. Mary tucks the phone away and continues, "But yeah, this world already has a precedent for it, it's just called 'Summon Being'... it's known for just sort of randomly spitting out monsters and creatures, depending on how much mana you put into it. Since it's random, you can either get something that way exceeds your mana output, like a greater elemental, or something that makes it a total waste, like a kobold. But!" She holds up a finger. "We've got something that prevents that second outcome for us, Master!"\n\nYou look at her for a moment, then blink. "Wait, do my super stats include my Luck stat?"\n\n"They do, Master! So your chances of blowing the gacha are basically nothing, you'll always get something that's at the very least worth your mana investment, or maybe something way way better, like getting a Crystal Dragon from expending the minimum energy on it!"\n\nWell, that's a relief, that you won't do the 'real world' equivalent of doing a ten-pull and getting nothing but plates of spicy tofu. The temptation to just see what you get is pretty strong, although you feel like you could easily get distracted from the main point of summoning monsters that way, that being to actually populate your lair.\n\n<hr>\n[[Summon specific monsters.|QODK3x1]]\n\n[[Gacha! Gacha gacha, gacha gacha gacha!|QODK1x6]]

"I think a monster-focused dungeon would be better," you say after a bit of thought. "Especially if we get some intelligent monsters. I mean... I don't want to put in a bajillion burning torches by myself, do you?"\n\n"Ugh, no, Master, good thinking," Mary replies, making a face, then beaming. "Okay, if you want a monster dungeon, there are a couple of ways to go about that. First off is that we can go out and get monsters from the 'wild' to bring back here to our castle... or make them!"\n\n"Make them?"\n\n"Sure, by transforming people into monsters! Usually the stronger the person the better the monster you get out of it," Mary explains. "One of the good things about doing it that way is that you can decide to make monsterism 'infectious', as it were... switch that on and the monsters in your dungeon turn the people they catch into more monsters, so your dungeon sort of becomes self-populating after awhile."\n\n"I guess that'd be handy, yeah," you admit, nodding slowly. It seems a little weird to talk about all of this so casually, but, well... you did decide to become a Demon King, no point in getting all squirmy about it now. \n\n"The other option is to create monsters... sort of how Lucoa made me. You can just use summoning spells to make monsters out of mana. It's a little more draining to set up at the start, but the benefit is the monsters are automatically loyal to you and want to serve, so it's a little less work and less chancy than converting feral monsters or people. It's a bit less exciting but lets you get right to populating the dungeon, y'know?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Go out and tame feral monsters.|QODK]]\n\n[[Go out and turn people into monsters.|QODK]]\n\n[[Summon monsters.|QODK1x5]]

"It seems like taking over the ruined castle would be the least trouble, not having to mess with kicking anyone out or convincing anyone to let us take over," you note.\n\n"Sure sure, lets us get to Demon Kinging faster!" Mary chirps. You're not sure about her phrasing, verbing weirds language after all. But she goes on to add, "Hm, there should be a flying carpet in your inventory, I think? That's probably the fastest and smoothest way to get there, since we don't have to impress anybody."\n\nYou take a moment to search through your inventory and, sure enough, 'Magic Carpet'. Hunh, you guess there really are all sorts of magic items here. You retrieve it from storage and it appears in front of you... for some reason you expected it to not be very large, like maybe the size of a rug you'd put in front of a chair or something, but this is more one of those 'covers most of the dining room' type rugs, in the semi-expected Persian style with a lot of gold and blue. You step onto it a little gingerly, but after a second settle down to sit roughly in the middle of it. "Alright, how do I make it go?"\n\n"It's fine, Master, I'll drive!" Mary chirps, zipping through the air to settle onto the rug in front of you, her tiny body sinking in a bit. She must be exerting some sort of silent magical influence over it, because after a moment it starts raising into the air, then banks and turns, rising higher and taking off towards the horizon. You'd expected it to be... well, sort of flappy and wobbly, maybe like a waterbed or something, or at worst to have to cling on as it shuddered loosely through the air. Instead it stays perfectly flat and firm, always seeming to be at an even plane to you even when it banks or turns or tilts. So really it's pretty much like sitting on the floor, just a bit more comfortable due to being, well, a decently padded rug.\n\n"Huh. This is pretty nice," you note, since the carpet even seems to be keeping you from getting wind-whipped, just providing a constant pleasant breeze. "I bet you could put a chair or something on this and it'd be a really comfy ride."\n\n"Or a bed," Mary proffers with a giggle.\n\nThat makes you blush, and fall silent, instead just watching the scenery zip past below. Every so often you'll see little villages and towns, and once or twice larger cities and castles, but the carpet's moving fairly fast so you don't have much time to gawk. Gradually the land beneath turns less green and more scraggly, and then mostly rocky and dark, even the sky overhead becoming overcast and dark. The carpet gradually descends as it approaches a low plateau, topped by... a pile of squarish rocks in a vaguely discernable shape that might have been the base of a building at some point, along with a number of other large, obviously shaped (but partially shattered) stones scattered about the landscape. "Uhhh, you said it was abandoned, not... gone."\n\n"Well it's sort of abandoned because it's a ruin. The Demon King it belonged to sort of... exploded... when he got defeated," Mary admits a little sheepishly.\n\n"... I don't wanna explode, Mar."\n\n"You won't, you won't, that was just that guy!" The carpet settles down onto the relatively flat plane below the plateau. There's a pathway up it nearby leading to the ruin, and you're a bit curious why she didn't get closer, but instead she just hops up. "But anyway! We can fix it!"\n\n"We can?" you ask as you stand, stepping off the carpet.\n\n"Really, you can, Master! You can basically make up whatever magic spell you can visualize, all you've gotta do is think it up and push power into it. So if you decided to make a castle rebuilding spell..."\n\n"Wow, it's really that versatile?" Mary really didn't skimp on coming up with cheat abilities for you, did she? Hm... if she says you can do it, you're willing to give it a try! You close your eyes and hold your hands out, thinking that a spell that restores buildings to their original condition can't be <i>that</i> outlandish, then call out "Rebuild!"\n\nYou can actually feel your hands growing warm, and you get a brief flash of a vision in your mind before it's gone. Almost instantly you can hear the grinding and groaning of stone sliding against stone, and when you open your eyes the jumble of rock at the top of the plateau is visibly churning around, bits of it pushing out from the others and separating, sliding into place along the perimeter. You can see some of the rocks that are scattered about the landscape starting to slide towards the plateau too, leaving ruts in the dirt as they go. "Wow, it really wo-" You cut off as you wobble in place, your vision swimming briefly as a wave of dizziness washes over you.\n\n"Oop!" Mary flies up to the side of your head and rests her small hands on it, as if she could actually balance you like that. ... Actually you kind of do feel steadier, maybe it's the thought that counts. "Careful, Master, you still have to pay the mana cost of the spell, and while you've got a huge reservoir it's still got limits. Looks like rebuilding an entire castle with one word might have pushed them."\n\n"Y-yeah, I'm... really tired," you whisper, which is a bit of an understatement.\n\n"There should be something called an 'Instant Cottage' in your inventory, Master, take that out and you can use it to get some rest."\n\nNodding vaguely, you rally your mental faculties and search your inventory for the item, urging it to be taken out in front of you. You're actually so exhausted that you can barely muster any surprise when an entire pleasant little house appears in front of you, instead just walking with leaden feet to the door. The interior is a single room with a small cooking area, sitting spot, and a bed, which you stagger to and flump facedown on, practically asleep before your head's even hit the pillow.\n\nYou awake laying on your back, feeling rested, warm, comfortable, and pleasured from the wet heat around your cock and the gentle stroking and sucking sensations on it. ... Wait, what? Your face red, you lift your head to find Mary, once again at her full size, bobbing her head slowly up and down, eyes on your face as she deep-throats you. "M-Mary! What... what are you... mmmf... ... what are you doing big again?" Yes, brain, that's the important thing here, good job!\n\nMary gives a soft 'mmmmmn~' that makes you moan as it sends pleasurable vibrations all through your stiff prick, before she raises her head, wrapping one gloved hand around your spit-slick cock to stroke it instead. "Forgive the presumption, Master, but once the castle finished rebuilding the ambient wicked energy around here ramped up so much that I got back to my old size in no time! Since your tank still seemed a little low I thought I'd, y'know... top you off. As befits a Demon King," she adds with a bit of a giggle, leaning down to flick her tongue over your tip. "I can stop though, if you like, and you can punish me for my presumption! Spankings are good!" she chirps, wiggling her thong-clad ass back and forth, tail wiggling in the air.\n\n"... No you can keep going," you murmur after a second of your brain not really engaging. You rest a hand atop her head, rubbing gently, then adding, "Maybe a spanking later anyway just for fun."\n\n"... ahhhhhh... oh, s-sorry Master, I just came a little," Mary says sheepishly, before ducking her head back and sliding your cock all the way into her throat.\n\nOf course it doesn't really take long of Mary's expert throatjob and tonguework before you give a low moan and spill into her mouth, Mary giving an 'mmf!' of her own that sounds like she might have orgasmed just from tasting your cum. ... Boy she <i>really</i> likes you, doesn't she? She raises her head after a moment, tongue flitting over her lips, and then giggles. "I'd say we need to train you to hold back if you're gonna be a lewd Demon King, Master, but with your stats you can always recover again right away. Especially with your new seat of power!"\n\nYour head had been filled of other ways for you and Mary to expend (or replenish, apparently?) energy, but that last comment makes you blink. "Wait, you said the castle's done already?"\n\n"It's been about a day, Master, but yes it's done already. Why don't we go take a look at it?"\n\nYour curiosity overcomes your desire (for now), and once you've redressed you and Mary head outside. Sitting at the top of the plateau, rather than the low pile of rocks, is now a massive structure probably at least a good twenty stories tall. There are clusters of almost mushroom-like towers around the edges, the front of it made up of arched structures and thin egg-shaped domes integrated into the side. The main part of it has a number of balconies, but overall is a tower with a sort of rounded shape and a blunted top that looks...\n\n<img src="images/jdkcastle1.jpg">\n\n"It's just a little bit..." You trail off, tilting your head, and glancing down at your crotch.\n\n"Hmmmm, yeaaaah, it is," Mary acknowledges with a bob of the head. "Probably why doing lewd stuff helps replenish energy in general here, the castle must be designed to draw energy out of the air and channel it into the land, making everything a bit naughtier. RIP in pieces, prior Demon King, you were more awesome than we knew," she declares, clapping her hands twice and bowing her head.\n\nYou both stand there in a moment of silence for the departed and exploded lewd Demon King that came before, and then start up the trail up to the plateau. It's actually a relatively easy walk upward, and finding the front gate only takes a bit of looking. The interiors are quite dark, and you have to summon a ball of light to hover over your hand as the two of you go along. "There's nothing in here," you note, glancing around. "No, like... tapestries, or furniture, or anything."\n\n"Yeah, when you had it rebuild itself, it must have just rebuilt the pure structure rather than anything that would have been added on after," Mary notes, heels clicking on the greenish stone floors as she walks over to a wall and pokes at an empty metal thing attached to the wall. "At the very least we're gonna need to put in a ton of everburning torches, or something. Even if we didn't need to see in here, it'd be kind of lame just watching heroes stumble around in the dark."\n\nYou silently agree... having decided to become a Demon King, you'd sort of like it if you were a cool one, with heroes feeling equally cool as they challenge your castle and come after you. Heroes having to trek back to town to get torches, muttering about the asshole Demon King that keeps his lair unlit, isn't very cool. Eventually, after walking through a number of dark, undecorated, untrapped, and thus rather boring passages and stairways, the two of you arrive in what's obviously the throne room, since... y'know... it's got a big cool throne carved into the floor and wall at the back. It's fairly impressive even completely undecorated, but as you look around, you can't help but think... "Mary, I should probably, like... transform myself, don't you think?"\n\n"Hm? Why, Master, you're great as you are!" Mary replies instantly and without a single hint of anything but sincerity.\n\nWhich is... incredibly touching, but, "I dunno, I guess I'd feel kind of silly sitting on that throne as... short, unremarkable me. Plus I mean... imagine if some group of heroes bursts in here, saw me sitting on the throne, and one of them said, 'Hey, where's the Demon King?!' ... I think I might be the next one to explode, but of embarrassment."\n\n"Awwww, Masterrrrr," Mary coos, turning to hug you. Which might make you feel better than it does if it didn't result in her boobs pressing to your head. ... Well okay that makes you feel a bit better for other reasons, but. "But if that's how you feel, you should feel free! I'll always love you no matter what you make your body look like! But if that's what you want to do, you might want to wait until you've decided what sort of dungeon... well, castle, but in Hero terms it's a dungeon... you want to have."\n\n"How do you mean?" you ask curiously as she steps back.\n\n"Heroes call anything they challenge themselves against a dungeon, basically, even if it's the Demon King's castle. Dungeons are any environment with monsters, traps, and a goal to accomplish there," Mary contintinues, stepping back and tapping things off on her fingers as she goes. "While most dungeons have a mix of all three, they usually lean more heavily towards one. If you wanna do a monster dungeon, then there's questions of what kind of monsters, how you get them, so on. If it's traps, you can usually make them as varied as you want, though there's also usually an overall general theme too. And if it's a goal-oriented dungeon, well, all you really have to do is set up a few minor challenges before that goal and focus on a really big challenge right at the end."\n\n"Like a fight with the Demon King?"\n\n"Right! It's basically the equivalent of lulling someone into a false sense of security with a weak level and then making the level boss super hard, y'know?" Mary grins at you. "So, before we narrow it down further, which would you prefer... a monster dungeon, a trap dungeon, or a boss dungeon?"\n\n<hr>\n[[Monster dungeon.|QODK1x4]]\n\n[[Trap dungeon.|QODK]]\n\n[[Boss dungeon.|QODK]]

Even as you're realizing that at least one of those words wasn't the one you meant, you're feeling the glow of magic overtake you, turning your whole body to tingling, excited, squirmy light. You can feel your body rapidly reshaping... not by all that much, mostly compressing here and there, but definitely an all-over thing that's happening so fast and so thoroughly and feels so good that you can't concentrate on all the details. Instead in mere moments you're feeling that 'pop' sensation, left with a body that feels light and amazing and a mind full of confidence and smarm, for some reason. Still, the surprise was a little unsettling, so you take a look down at yourself... seeing a very slender body that despite its flat chest covered by a black top which bares your flat feminine belly, and little short-shorts that hug your sleek feminine hips, as well as showing off the lewd tattoo high on your crotch, you can barely take time to notice the new wings sprouting from your lower back or the long, spade-tipped black tail flicking through the air. "U-... uwah?!" you squeak, then clap both hands to your mouth at how sweet and girly the sound came out. Which then leads to you patting your hands over your face, and then your hair, which is long and pale grey tipped with black, with two parts drawn up into sidetails and bound with black ribbons. "I'm... I'm a girl!" you wail, hands shooting down to your shorts and undoing them... then blinking as that reveals an obvious bulge inside shiny black panties. "Oh. I'm not a girl. ... I'm just... ... super cute."\n\nYou blink a few times, then smile and strike a little bit of a pose, lifting one of your booted feet off the floor. "Hey! I'm super cute!"\n\n<img src="images/SuccuKingJamie.jpg">\n\nPutting your hands on your hips and puffing out your chest smugly, suddenly filled with an overwhelming pride, you declare, "Well, it's not exactly what I was thinking at first, but I'm super cute and I can feel lots of new powers awakening! I think this is actually pretty cool, don't you, Mary?" At the complete lack of response, you blink. "Mary?" You look over towards her, then eep at what you see.\n\nMary is steadily starting to loom over you, hands raised in a grasping motion, eyes wide and sparkling, mouth open wide in a smile of utter desire, some drool actually running out of the corner of her mouth. "Toooooooooooo cuuuuuuuuuuute!"\n\n"Eep."\n\nBefore you know it, Mary's snatched you up and is racing through the castle, holding you over her head like an item she just got in a Zelda game. You're left curling slightly, hands tucked in close to your chest, mostly just in shock that sweet, largely subservient Mary has suddenly transformed into a lustmonster. ... Well okay so she was <i>literally</i> always a lust monster but still! She stops before one of the tower rooms and tilts you as she literally kicks in the door, the bare room suddenly manifesting a large bed in a puff of purple smoke a instant before she tosses you onto it with an audible <i>pomf</i>. You quickly scramble up to your knees, naturally sitting back on your heels with your hands pressed to your thighs. "Mary! What are you-"\n\n"Heeeh. Heeeeeeh. Heeeeeeeh. Masterrrrrr..." Mary huffs, eyes still alight, that rather crazed smile still in place. "Master's become... so cute that I can't stand it! Master's become a perfect succuboi... a cute otoko-no-ko... the deadliest trap... I can't hold back anymore! And you knooooow what happens to cute femboys when they're paired with a succubus!" Mary moves her hands to the tiny little bikini bottoms she's wearing and pushes them down... and implausibly, a shaft massive enough to cast a shadow across your face springs up from it, leaving you staring up at it wide-eyed.\n\n<hr>\n[["... Eep."|QODK]]\n\n[["... MARY, SIT!"|QODK5x2]]

You wait until you're fairly sure both your parents are in bed and actually asleep before you climb out of bed yourself and pull the bag out of your closet. Dropping your pajama pants and wiggling out of your t-shirt, you once again pull on the panties, babydoll, and stockings. You sit for awhile on the side of your bed waiting, until you decide the incubus probably won't show up unless you're asleep. What is he, Santa Claus? (Well, he is bright red and delivers a big package.) So you slip into bed and pull the sheets over yourself, eventually managing to sleep despite how turned-on you are.\n\n"Wake up, slut!"\n\nYou do immediately at the sound of the incubus's voice, opening your eyes and blushing at the sight of him, this time standing in the middle of your room. His cock is like it was last night, horselike shape and all, dangling down to his knees as he smirks at you. "Alright, bitch, get up so I can see what you bought."\n\nBlushing again, you slip out of bed and stand up, showing off the little ensemble in the moonlight, your cock pressing up against the front of the panties and bulging them out. The incubus makes a pleased 'Uohhhh!' sound, his own cock quickly rising to attention, jutting out in front of him with the head flaring. "That's very nice, very pretty my little slut. You have permission to suck my cock."\n\nEagerly you step forward and kneel down, resting your hands on his hips as you part your lips and run them down the length of his shaft, your tongue flicking out against the ring along the middle. You lick your way back up and swirl your tongue around the head, before lipping your way back down the underside. Nuzzling against his balls, you stroke your tongue against the smooth red skin, inhaling deeply of the musky, infernal scent. Then you pull back and slide your lips over the tip, pushing back down his cock and quagging loudly as it slides down your throat. You fuck your mouth and throat on his shaft for a good twenty minutes before pulling back and slipping back down, your chin and lips messy with churned-up saliva as you go back to work worshipping his balls.\n\nEventually the incubus pulls away without having cum, instead moving to lay down on your bed. You follow after him, clambering up onto the bed and leaning in to kiss the tip of his cock. Then you turn around, pulling the back of your panties aside as you lift up and then lower yourself into position. You moan like a slut as you slide your ass down over him, your belly bulging up and your cock starting to leak a slow, steady stream of cum rather than spurts like before. You wiggle and squirm all the way down, until your panty-covered balls are resting against his bare ones. The incubus rests his hands behind his head, just watching you as you start riding his cock completely under your own power, gasping and mewling girlishly while your cock soaks your panties.\n\n"You've been such a good girl," he says thoughtfully after about an hour of you riding him, and once you've turned around to ride while facing him, your hands braced on his slender chest. "I've decided to reward you. I'm going to give you another task to perform. If you do it, I'll grant you something you desire."\n\n"D-desire?" you gasp out, barely able to think for the pleasure of his hot, throbbing demonic horsedick pumping into your ass. \n\n"Mm-hmmm. Just about anything you could ask for. But first, you have to..." He considers for a moment, then grins wickedly. "You have to seduce your father."\n\n"My... father?!" you yelp, almost stopping, but the cock-lust that's overcome you just keeps making you bounce on top of the incubus's fat equine prick, your ass squeezing around him in shock.\n\n"That's right. And of course, if you don't, there will be a punishment. Now," the incubus adds in a satisfied tone, finally reaching out towards you. He grabs your hips and yanks down hard, shoving you all the way onto his cock as it starts to throb and shoot inside you, gushing almost like a firehose. Your eyes roll up almost completely in your head, your tongue lolling out, your cry actually cutting off with a gurgle as he pumps what must be gallons of cum into you, your belly swelling up until it pushes apart the drapes of your babydoll, making you look at least nine months pregnant, your cock gushing out a river of cum below your swollen, wobbling stomach.\n\nYou blink awake, sitting up slowly. You can't remember anything after that... you're fairly certain you came so hard from all that demon cum being pumped into you that you passed out. You glance down, finding yourself still in your pretty panties and babydoll and stocking, but all are immaculately clean. So it seems you're still in favor with the incubus... as long as you seduce your dad today.\n\nCan you really do it?! Maybe it would be better to just stay in your room all day... if you actually saw him, you might be tempted to go through with it just to get whatever reward the incubus promised. Unless, of course, that's exactly what you want...\n\n<hr>\n[[Stay in your room.|QOInc]]\n\n[[Go for it.|QOInc1x8]]

Working for a tech development company would probably look kinda decent on a resume, right? Moreso than a job at the Ultramart or whatever. You click on the link and fill in the stylish and yet still somehow antiquated application form.\n\nYou soon hear back and are invited to attend an interview and training class at the local office, which is very shiny and new and ultramodern-looking while somehow still being very bland. The interview mostly consists of a rather dull guy in grey pants and a grey button-up shirt saying that you passed your background check and asking you if you have any connections to other companies or several activist groups, and you saying no. He then proceeds immediately to the training course, which is mostly showing you screens of numbers and readouts and saying "This is okay. This is still okay. This is not okay." and going through a list of times that you need to call the actual security office. At the end of it he gives you a test, which you fill out while trying not to feel anxious over... it doesn't help that he either stares at the wall or at you. Once you hand back the test, he looks it over, grunts, and nods. "Yeah, okay. Welcome to Monofilament. Let's do your employee paperwork and all. Your first shift is tonight. You'll have the eleven-to-five shift... even anyone who's working late should have gone home by then, so the network usage should be pretty static. Just remember that if it does any jumps out of acceptable levels, or if you get any weird calls, call it in to security."\n\nYou nod along, caught between worried and excited. Your first job! You hope you don't screw it up. Your mother does wind up fretting about you working nights, but you assure her it's only until school starts back, and then maybe in the summer. You show up a fair bit early for your shift, and the same guy, even more sleepy-eyed than before, reminds you that you're not allowed to take in your cellphone, tablet, portable games, or Furby. (Who still has a Furby?) He then leaves you to get changed into your own grey slacks and button-up shirt with 'MF' embroidered on the pocket. The monitoring room is a fairly straight shot from the dressing room so you're not liable to get lost. Boy, they kind of went all-out on it, didn't they? There's a slightly curved array of borderless flatscreen monitors veritably looming over the long white rectangle of a desk, which has several built-in keyboards. Tech companies just naturally tend towards being a little Extra, huh? Especially since practically all the monitors are showing the exact same network usage statistics.\n\nYou very quickly realize there's not much to do... it seems like it would be in bad taste to try and bring up a game or something on one of the screens since you're supposed to be keeping the network secure, not open it up so you can download stuff. Eventually you notice that there's a shelf with some folders that are labeled things like 'Network Security Standards'. Oh well, better than nothing. You take one down and start reading through it, making sure to glance up repeatedly at the monitors rather than getting too absorbed. Not that it's exactly gripping reading... it's very dry and very technical, but you find yourself able to understand it pretty well, and soon you have a decent understanding of what all the little numbers and graphs on the monitoring statistics actually mean.\n\nIt's about one in the morning and you're partway through your second binder when the phone (also built into the desktop) rings. You jump a little, then stare over at it. Is that supposed to happen? Actually it looks like an outside line calling in. You're pretty sure the guy who 'trained' you said that no one at the company was ever supposed to call this room from outside the building, but there it is, ringing and blinking away.\n\n<hr>\n[[Answer it.|QONM1x1]]\n\n[[Ignore it.|QONM]]

Triggers... basically, you set it up so that once she comes out of the hypnotic state, she reacts to words or conditions in ways she's been programmed. You can come up with all sorts of trigger words, it's mostly a question of what you want her to do...\n\n<hr>\n[[Orgasm.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Get horny.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Perform sexually.|QOSJ1x4]]\n\n[[Think lewd thoughts.|QOSJ]]\n\n[[Pee herself.|QOSJ]]

"W-w-w-w-w-WHAT?!" you stammer and then yelp loudly, your eyes going wide.\n\n"Hello sweetheart~," she coos in reply, the heart-shaped spade on the tip of her tail whipping back and forth through the air as she rests a hand on her cheek, tilting her head to the side and closing her eyes. "Or what is it you kids like to hear these days? 'Ara ara~'," she croons in a way that makes your cock throb incredibly hard against your will.\n\nIt is very obviously your mom, but there's a few... differences... that the tail seems to almost be the least of. There's the curved, almost ram-like horns that start just in front of her (now pointed) ears and curl up over them and back forward, or the fact that when she peeks her eyes open again they're glowing purple, her tongue poking out at you in an impish expression. Her breasts have also expanded just massively... not like she was exactly small to start with, probably a DD or something, and you're no expert but she might be more in the realm of a G or an H now. Her hips and rear are also bigger, if a bit more modestly, that pink devil tail flicking back and forth and almost slapping against her thick thighs every so often. There's a glowing sigil set just above her crotch, basically a standard sort of womb tattoo, but when you realize you're looking you yank your wide eyes back up to her face and do your best to keep them there... not that her blatantly horny expression is helping a lot.\n\n"Now what have we here, hm?" she continues, padding on her bare feet around the side of your bed, those massive mammaries giving gentle wobs and minor sways in obvious hentai anime physics rather than real life ones. You swallow hard as she picks up the dream journal, flipping it open to the first page and eyeing it, a strange mixture of absolute embarrassment and arousal running through you as she reads "'I want a hot sex dream about a sexy demon'. My my, sweetheart, did you write this?"\n\n<hr>\n[["N-no!"|QODJ3x2]]\n\n[["... yeah."|QODJ4x1]]\n\n[["That belongs to someone else!"|QODJ5x1]]

It's a particularly wicked thought, but hey, he's gotten to have his fun with you all day... why not get some back? You've never gotten to put your cock in anyone, and apparently you fuck dogs now, so why not, y'know... fuck the dog?\n\nYou urge Shep up onto his paws and move behind him, leaning in under his tail. His hard cock has already started to slip free, glistening in the dim light of the bedroom, and comes completely out as you start licking at his furry balls, nuzzling your nose at them and flicking your tongue out against them, Shep apparently quite enjoying the attention. Then you move your tongue up, working it over the puckered muscle of his thick black asshole. Your cock is throbbingly hard at the idea that you're giving a dog a rimjob, and that it will soon be buried deep inside the hot hole your tongue's currently swirling around the entrance of. This is partly because, well, the idea came to mind, and partly to see how Shep reacts... from the perk of his ears, he was certainly surprised, but now he's even lifted his tail up, not letting it get in your way as your tongue continues to lavish over his pucker.\n\nAfter several minutes of tonguing Shep's asshole, working it in as deep as you can manage, and stroking his cock with one hand while you stroke your own with the other, you rise back up onto your knees, then scoot forward. Moving in imitation of your canine lover, you drape against his back and wrap your arms around his middle, waiting for a moment to see if he seems bothered. When he just glances back at you and flicks an ear, you shift your hips and give a few experimental thrusts, until you feel the head of your cock nudge up against the slight yield of his ass. Then you push forward, moaning lowly at the feel of the animal's tight ass spreading around your prick, shuddering a little as that heat just seems to swallow you up and squeeze all around you.\n\nSoon you can feel your balls pressing up against Shep's furry ones, and begin thrusting, not particularly holding back, since he seemed to like fucking you hard so well. Indeed you can hear the dog beneath you panting and giving his own sort of moans just like you did when he pounded his cock into your ass, with you adding your own moans to it as you pump your dick into him. Of course, with this being the first time you've ever had a nice hot hole wrapped around your cock, it doesn't take long before you're gasping and thrusting forward, painting the walls of the big dog's ass with human cum, your cock twitching and jerking inside him. You rest on top of him for just a few moments, before sliding off, your cock slipping out of his smeared hole as you immediately move to the side of him and settle on all fours. Shep quickly moves and leaps onto your back, thrusting his cock into you and taking you the way you just took him, the bitch having become the breeder once again.\n\nThe rest of the night passes much the same, with one of you on all fours taking the other's cock, then the fucker dropping right down to get fucked. At one point, both of you needing some rest, you roll Shep onto his back and start a more leisurely licking and sucking on his cock. You're a little surprised when you feel his broad tongue sliding across your cock, and even a little worried when his muzzle closes around your shaft, but he seems to be doing a fairly good job of sucking on it.\n\nYou may be tired in the morning, but it's going to be a really good week!\n\n<hr>\n[[Later...|QOD]]

Well, Jack certainly didn't seem to mind having him in the house, and he's pretty well-behaved... y'know, when he's not raping you. Though admittedly it's not exactly rape at this point... anyway. You call, "C'mon, Shep," and wait for the dog to hop up and trot over to join you, acting as obedient and mild-mannered as ever as you head inside to the kitchen.\n\nIt's a well-appointed one, though you pretty much doubt your ability to use it to make much more than a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which is what you make. After checking Shep's feeding schedule, you notice he's allowed a treat about now... well, he has been a very bad/very good boy, so you fish out one of the faux bacon strips and toss it to him to munch on while you eat your sandwich over the sink. While you're drinking your milk, you suddenly feel Shep nosing and bumping his muzzle against your ass through your jeans. You blush, but the stiffening of your cock in your pants says that at least part of you has recharged. ... Oh well, why not?\n\nStepping away from the counters and into the empty space in the middle of the kitchen, you undo your pants and slip them and your underwear down around your knees as you go down onto all fours. Shep doesn't need to be told twice, quickly mounting up and thrusting into your ass. This time you moan unreservedly as you have your ass pounded by the big horny dog, even bucking your hips back towards him and gasping out the occasional 'yes' as he fucks you, your cock wagging beneath you almost as much as Shep's tail is wagging from finally having a lusty little boibitch to pound his puppy prick into. At least this time you're fucking on a tile floor, so that when you cum all over it from Shep pushing his knot into your ass, it's really easy to wipe up once he's done filling your ass with dog jizz.\n\nThat's pretty much how the rest of your day goes. After fucking you Shep will calm down for a little while, and loyally follow you around the house like the best-trained dog you've ever seen. But eventually, whether you're watching TV or playing on your laptop or taking a pee, he'll start nosing and licking at you, and soon you're down on all fours with his cock pounding away at your ass, moaning and panting and whimpering like an eager bitch for him. You're admittedly pretty exhausted by the time you climb into bed, not bothering to get dressed, and not at all surprised when Shep leaps up into bed with you and cuddles right up. Oh well, you'll change the sheets later anyway. You go to sleep with your arms wrapped around his big, furry form, the sound of his breathing in your ears.\n\nLater on that night, you wake up, mmfing and shifting slightly. You're not sure what exactly woke you up, but you know that your body is reacting to Shep's pressing against you the way it's been trained to by today... your hard cock is rubbing against the soft fur of his back, throbbing eagerly. You see Shep's ears twitch and his head lift slightly, mouth opening in a wide, tongue-curling yawn.\n\n<hr>\n[[Get him ready to fuck you again.|QODS2x1]]\n\n[[Why not take your turn?|QODS1x4]]

You can apparently make girls swoon over you pretty easily without even needing mental powers... why not try out influencing a guy sexually? The thought does fill you with a particular sort of excitement you've never felt before, you're not sure whether it's over a new sort of sexual thought you've never really had before, or the power of subverting and toying with someone's sexuality.\n\nIn any event, you spend a few moments getting a pretty good "template" of Ben made up in your mind, and it helps that he's so distinctive-looking with the piercings and such. Once you've gotten a suggestion doll made, you follow his thoughts for a few moments more. They're still drifting, flitting back and forth between random things. Good, it's the perfect environment to introduce a "random" thought even if it's slightly uncharacteristic one. So how about making the first thought...\n\n<hr>\n[["I'd like to suck a cock."|QOFam]]\n\n[["I'd like to get fucked by a guy."|QOFam]]\n\n[["I wonder what it's like to wear panties."|QOFam2x7]]

Well. It is just you and the dog here. As nervous as it makes you, it doesn't seem like your fairly arbitrary shyness is worth having to spend an hour scrubbing mud out of Shep's fur. You step over to a nearby patio table to set down your cell phone, then pull off your t-shirt and slip out of your shoes and socks. You hesitate for just a moment more, before undoing your jeans and pushing them and your underwear down, setting them on the table as well. When you look up again you notice Shep is watching you intently with his ears perked. "W-what?!" you demand with a blush, then feel stupid for getting flustered by a dog looking at you. He's probably just used to Jack wearing a swimsuit when he gets in.\n\nYou chant to yourself that you've got no reason to feel embarrassed or self-conscious as you head over to the box to get out the dog shampoo and a brush, then climb into the water, suppressing a bit of a yelp at the cold. You do a sort of half-step over to Shep before settling down on your knees. Luckily the water isn't <i>that</i> cold... the nights are pretty warm lately, and the sun's been out and shining down on it for awhile now. You squirt some of the dog shampoo into your hands and start rubbing it across Shep's back and sides, the dog apparently rather enjoying it since the only real problem he gives you is that his tail's wagging around enough to give you a bit of a trouble with trying to soap up his haunches since they're wiggling.\n\nThe only trouble comes when you get out the brush and start trying to scrub him. Shep apparently decides this is actually an attempt to play, and keeps trying to grab at the handle of the brush with his mouth while you're attempting to use it on him. The dog splashes around, washing off half the soap you just applied in the process. "Hey! Would you... c'mon, quit it!" you complain, to no avail. You wonder if Jack has this much trouble? Morosely, you decide probably not... Shep probably takes him seriously. Commanding tone of voice, and all. You're just preparing to give your best attempt at such when Shep finally manages to seize the brush and give his head a little toss, flinging it just outside of the basin. "Darnit!"\n\nSighing, you scoot over to the edge of the basin, leaning forward and reaching out a hand, pretty sure you can grab it without having to get out. However, as you're bent over and reaching out, you suddenly hear a splash, and then feel something fuzzy and wet thumping on your back. Before you have time to do much more than yelp in surprise, Shep is shifting forward and slamming his cock deep into your ass. Your eyes go wide in shock at the feeling of something long, thick, and pointy-tipped slamming deep into your virgin hole. Almost immediately Shep is pounding away at you, too, fucking you up against the side of the metal tub as if his life depended on it. You grab at the edges of the tub, trying to push up to get him off, but all it does is wind up sliding your legs further back and giving Shep an easier time of slamming forward into you, his plunging hips kicking up splashes of water every time he shoves his cock into your ass.\n\n\nYou're being raped by a dog! And the worst part is...\n\n<hr>\n[[... you can't stop it.|QODS]]\n\n[[... you love it.|QODS1x2]]

Maya's a good option for testing, because... well, y'know. ... Just 'cause. Ahem.\n\nYou keep yourself calm, biding your time and trying to get your jitters and excitement under control from... pretty much from now until the next day's afternoon, really. Still, when you get some time to approach Maya in the hallway, you wonder how good a job you're doing since she gives you a slightly odd look at your approach. "Hey, what's up?"\n\n"Um, hey Maya. Would, y'know, would it be okay if I came over to your place after school. Today? After school? ... If it's okay?" Smoooooooth. (Hey, wonder if you could somehow use SpinJob to actually hypnotize yourself into being more smooth? Something to look into maybe?)\n\n"Suuuure?" She purses her lips just a little as she looks you up and down. "Is everything okay at home? I mean, are you needing to hide out, or...?"\n\n"Um. No." Clearing your throat, you answer, "Sorry, I'm just feeling a little nervous. 'Cause of stuff. ... New school year. Need to, um, decompress and stuff."\n\n"'Kay." You notice that seems to settle her suspicions pretty quickly. You're not sure how you feel about the fact that being a nervous wreck for no real reason is apparently such a believable excuse for you. "Well, Mom won't be home 'til late and Dad's off on an expedition as usual so it'll be just us." She seems oddly cheerful about the idea... well, whatever, works out for you!\n\nA few hours later the two of you meet up outside the school and walk back to her place, and are soon ensconced in her room. You force yourself to go through the usual chit-chat and discussion, before doing your best to be cool as you slide your phone out. "Oh, um, hey Maya, I found this really cool app for my phone, check it out."\n\n"Hm? What is... it..." She trails off as the colors from your phone screen play over her face, reflected in her eyes as they go glassy and distant, shoulders slumping as she leans back against the side of her bed where she's sitting on the floor.\n\nYup, it definitely works! Still, you decide to test it at least a bit as you get to your feet. "Maya, stand up."\n\n"Yes, Master," she drones in that same monotone your mother used, her motions somehow both stiff and oddly fluid as she gets to her feet, arms swaying a little as she gets upright.\n\nAlright, some tests. You go through the first few you can think of, asking her to raise an arm or stand on one leg before letting her go back to normal. Still, better try some stuff she wouldn't say or do, or at least would hesitate about if she were faking it. "Maya, um... what kind of panties are you wearing today?"\n\n"It's a black thong with glow-in-the-dark cat eyes on the front," she answers immediately, without so much as a hitch in the drone of her voice.\n\nOh gosh, that sounds... sexy and cute both at once. You glance at her crotch, then swallow and say, "Show me."\n\n"Yes, Master," she answers, immediately bringing her hands up to mechanically undo the button and zipper of her black jeans, then pushing them down around the top of her thighs while you go a little slack-jawed. It's just as she said... a black thong, a fairly snug one too from the way it hugs her crotch, and yup those are some glow-in-the-dark pale kitty eyes on the front of them.\n\n"O-okay, good. ... You can pull your pants up now," you add, your cheeks aflame.\n\n"Yes, Master," she acknowledges, grabbing the waistband of her jeans and tugging them back up... but not bothering to redo them since you didn't tell her to, leaving the design peeking out from the open zipper and parted fly.\n\nSo yeah... you've gotta figure even if she was putting you on by pretending to go along with it, she'd be blushing or have gotten mad at you at this point. The app definitely works... so now what? You could try all sorts of things, if it's the sort of, well, fiction-esque hypnosis it seems to be. Y'know... to do further tests, and all!\n\n<hr>\n[[Give her commands.|QOSJ3x1]]\n\n[[Set up triggers.|QOSJ1x3]]\n\n[[Alter her personality.|QOSJ4x1]]\n\n[[Completely enslave her.|QOSJ5x1]]\n\n[[... Just fuck her.|QOSJ]]

You start up the <i>Capture</i> game, feeling particularly eager for some reason. <<set $energy -= 1>><<if $energy < 0>><<set $energy to 0>><<endif>><<if not $capturegununlocked>><<set $random to either(1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10)>><<else>><<set $random to either(1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9)>><<endif>>\n\n<<if $random < 6>>You find you've been set into the role of "Prey". Specifically you find yourself in the role of a large-breasted magical girl fighting monsters in Tokyo! It really is immersive, somehow you're barely aware of the controls or the screen, and in a matter of moments you're as deeply into it as you were the actual VR rig, completely buried in your role as a warrior of justice in a tiny little skirt and high-heeled boots.\n\nOf course, eventually you're attacked by the bounty-hunter, a lewd-looking character in a tight bodysuit and face-concealing helmet, the suit showing off her lewdly-proportioned breasts... and her particularly large cock. "Pervert!" you shout as you turn your intention to punish all wickedness on her, only for her to effortlessly dodge your attacks and then shoot you in the bare thigh with some kind of dart.\n\nYou feel thoughts starting to flood into your mind, a sense that you exist only to pleasure cock, that you're worthless other than to be used for sex. Rather than despair or sadness, these thoughts bring with them a deep contentment, a soothing relaxation to know exactly what your purpose is and why you were born. You smile pleasantly at your new owner as she pushes you down to your knees and starts using your mouth for the only purpose it has, taking her fat, hard, throbbing cock and letting her use your throat as a cumdump.\n\nOnce she's done with you, she shoves you off, sending you toppling to the street. Cheerfully you turn around and present your ass to her, reaching back to spread your buttcheeks and offer her up the use of your cocksheaths. Your eyes roll and your tongue lolls out in pleasure as she stuffs her suit-clad dick deep into your ass, pounding your worthless fuckhole for all it's worth, even if that's nothing. As she finishes up and reaches for your neck, no doubt to haul you off home with her and put you in a nice little storage case where you belong, something catches hold of you and pulls you back.\n\nYou find yourself standing in front of the arcade cabinet, feeling dazed and not really able to put your thoughts together. There's a loud clatter from the prize chute, and you look over to see that there's a large cyan-colored dildo resting in it. Without hesitation, you pick it up and shed your clothes, leaning one hand on the arcade cabinet's console and pushing the dildo into your ass with the other, moaning loudly and girlishly as you do.<<set $assfucked to true>>\n\n"Nnnh, Master's cock, Master's cock," you moan loudly as you assfuck yourself with the bright blue dildo, your eyes rolling as you work your hips shamelessly, your cock remaining limp and wobbling as you work yourself back against it. "My holes exist to pleasure Master's cock, my holes exist to pleasure Master's cock!" you continue to repeat until finally you shudder in an assgasm, your eyes rolling and tongue lolling out as your body trembles.\n\nYou come to a few moments later leaned heavily against the arcade cabinet. You blink a few times, then blush brightly at the memory of what happened. What the heck came over you?! Luckily it looks like no one actually saw you... or if they did no one said anything. You press your fingers tenderly against your pucker, but there's no sign of the dildo... you can't feel it inside of you and you don't see it anywhere around. Still blushing, you pull on your clothes and try to put the whole incident out of your mind... which turns out to be easier than you thought. In fact by the time you get up the stairs, you don't recall anything about what happened while or just after you were playing, only that Capture was an immersive and thrilling game, and you hope the cabinet has it again soon.\n\n<hr>\n<<if $comefromdaybasement is true>><<if $energy is 0>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>><<else>>[[Go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].<<set $comefromdayfarm to false>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $random > 5 and $random < 10>>You find yourself set into the role of "Hunter". Specifically you're suddenly a tall, strong futa wearing an extremely tight black and maroon bodysuit with helmet. Your mind briefly offers up some objections to being turned into this without your consent, before confidence, eagerness, and desire courses through you. Mmm, time to hunt some trophy bitches!\n\nYou select your weapon and your target and head out. Soon you've tracked down your choice of fuckmeat, a slut who laughably thinks she's an actual martial artist. Admittedly she does put up a good chase, leading you down several streets and alleys, and at one point almost getting the drop on you, but you manage to get a clear shot at her with your weapon, the beam striking her right in the center of mass. She staggers, then lets out a moan and clutches herself as her tits, ass, hips, and lips start to expand, her waist starts to narrow, and her eyes start to empty. You smirk and stroke your still suit-clad cock as you watch her begin to burst out of her clothes as she turns into a veritable mockery of femininity, her writhing with her transformation causing more and more jiggles in her oversized assets, her lips cartoonishly inflated as her hair turns blonde at the roots. By the time she's finished, her moans are blatantly sexual, and as you approach she lets out a truly brainless giggle and immediately sinks to her knees. "Oooo, big weiner!" she coos as she wraps her hand around it, her nails having turned long, bright pink, and extremely fake-looking, just like the coloration of her plump lips as she wraps them around you and starts eagerly trying to suck your first load out of you.\n\nSoon you're pounding into her from behind, her fat decoration of an ass jiggling as she continues giggling and moaning brainlessly, vacant blue eyes staring ahead and a bit of drool running down her chin, clearly not a single thought in her head other than feeling your cock inside her pussy. Eventually you let out a moan of your own and thrust in deep, filling her up with your load. You pull out of the organic sex doll's fuckhole, and reach forward, intending to grab her by the neck and haul her back to your apartment as your latest possession.\n\nThe moment you take hold, you find yourself standing rather dazed and slightly confused in front of the arcade cabinet. You hear a plastic clatter from the prize chute, and blink at something that looks kind of like a glossy black gift card. You pick it up and read the pale blue text on the front: 'Received: One (1) Bimbofied Bitch -C.' The second you finish reading, the card disappears, and you hear a beep from your MonComm.<<set $fd += 1000>> It looks like you now have <<print $fd>>, wow. High on the buzz of such a prize, you head upstairs, the details of your little experience gradually fading, until you only remember the rush and excitement that happened after you saw the title 'Capture' come up on the screen. Hopefully you'll get to play again!\n\n<hr>\n<<if $comefromdaybasement is true>><<if $energy is 0>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>><<else>>[[Go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].<<set $comefromdayfarm to false>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $random is 10>>You find you've been set into the role of "Prey". Specifically, you seem to be some sort of punk-y catgirl warrior fighting evil monsters in a somewhat dystopian setting. Soon you find yourself as deeply immersed as you were in the original VR, juking about on your skates and shouting quips, brimming over with confidence.\n\nThen the hunter shows up. You're only momentarily shocked by the sight of a tall form clad in a shiny bodysuit with huge breasts and an equally impressive cock, but quickly call out, "Hey, those are part of the suit, right? Like, it's actually Cocktail Weenie Wednesday in there, huh?!" Even beneath the helmet, you get the sense that throws the bounty hunter off their game just a little, giving you valuable time to gleefully skate off, chanting "Nevermissabeat!" under your breath.\n\nYou lead the hunter on a long and winding chase, always focusing on mobility and staying out of their range, or ducking and weaving away from their attacks... and always, always keeping up the litany of insults, taunts, jeers, and occasionally flipping up your skirt in back to smack your ass and wag your tail at them as if saying 'It's right here if you want it!' The hunter's actions become more and more desperate as they become further enraged, to the point that when you do fall back and let them catch up, they actually attempt to club you with the weapon out of pure frustration... which is, of course, when you 360 noscope a knee right to their prominently-displayed balls. As the hunter collapses to their knees, clutching themselves in agony, you skate off, humming cheerfully and not looking back as a large griffon-like monster descends and chomps up the hunter in a single bite.\n\nYou find yourself standing back in front of the arcade cabinet, blinking a little bit and feeling momentarily disoriented. The text on the screen reads 'You won. Fuck you.' ... Well huh, that's kind of rude. But you're distracted as there's a particularly loud clatter from the prize chute, and checking it reveals that there's a large... ray gun?... sitting in it. Actually kind of too large to actually have come out of the opening, but you guess this is all a game after all. It's a sleek white thing with 'Capture Gun' emblazoned on one side in a stylish font. Huh! You examine it for a few moments, but without any real ideas on what to do with it, you tuck it into your inventory before heading upstairs.<<set $capturegununlocked to true>>\n\n<hr>\n<<if $comefromdaybasement is true>><<if $energy is 0>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisTiredScreen]]<<else>>[[Do something else.|FGWLeisFarmDay]]<<endif>><<set $comefromdayfarm to false>><<else>>[[Go to bed|FGWLeisNewDayAfterSleepover]] or [[ask Amooya to log you out|FGWLeisAmooyaLogOut]].<<endif>><<endif>>

"I really hate that the first thing I ever did was be a bitch to her, you know."\n\nYou nod absently, neck brushing against the collar of your suit. Distantly you think Maya looks very nice in her dress, standing in the corner of the church, watching people file in.\n\n"Didn't really expect her to wind up being my best female friend ever. Maybe just my best friend. She never once held it against me that I was mean to her, even at the start. She was so happy to be friends with me. Always smiling, never a bit of shame. She got put in that foster home, she still smiled. That place turned out to be crap, she had to go to an actual orphanage, still smiling, always finding a bright side. Always talking about how much she loved being with us, how much she was looking forward to marrying you and settling down to be normal."\n\n"Mm." You clasp your hands, glancing down at your highly-polished shoes.\n\n"'I'm Jamie's girl, being normal is great'. 'Just your average girl, but I'm Jamie's girl'. 'Just your everyday girl who's gonna be a wife and mother'. Heh, some of the other girls thought she was out of her mind always going on like that," Maya says with a grin, glancing down as well and shifting in place.\n\n"Yeah."\n\n"... She'd have survived that crash if she was still a succubus," Maya says, expression and voice going flat. She lifts her head, looking at you with cold eyes. "... You're a piece of shit, Jamie."\n\nYou give a simple nod of agreement as she turns and stalks off. You mechanically turn your head towards the adult making his way over.\n\n"My condolences, young man. I was the young lady's caseworker. I haven't seen that much of her since she entered the system year before last, but I did try to check in occasionally, and she mentioned you." He takes a breath and huffs it out. "Since Marie had no relatives whatsoever, I thought I'd ask your opinion. We do a very simple gravemarker in these cases, but there is room for a line. Something significant to the two of you, perhaps?"\n\nYour mouth curls up just slightly in a mirthless smile. Yes. Yes, you know exactly what it should say. So that every time you see it... every time you think of it... you'll know exactly whose fault all this was.\n\n"Yeah. It should say, 'Just a normal girl'."\n\n<b>Jamie's Succubus</b> End - <i>Dying is normal too</i>

<<set $futamonencountered to true>><<set $energy -= 1>><<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $blackjackcounter += 1>><<set $stallionessfucked to true>>You decide to approach, curious to see what this monster girl is like. Of course, a moment later, you realize she's getting a lot closer a lot faster than you expected. In fact, she seems to be running straight towards you at a, well, a gallop you can only consider it. Your eyes widen a little at the realization that as well as bouncing breasts, she's got a rapidly-swaying and very large hardon swinging in the breeze. Of course you only really have a second before you hear a "Wahoo a CUTE BOY!" and are tackled to the ground at full speed, your clothes flying off cartoonishly and leaving you naked underneath her.\n\nBefore you've barely even started to comprehend what's happening, she's bent your legs forward, pinning you bent almost double, your ass raised up in the air... and her flared cockhead pressing right up against your pucker. Before you can even call "WAIT!" she's shoved in, your eyes rolling and teeth clenching as she stuffs at least half of that massive horsecock into you at once.<<set $assfucked to true>><<set $fuckedbyfuta to true>> Your stomach bulges up some with the outline of it, and that outline moves as she quickly starts thrusting, working more of it into you with each pump of her hips, her hands gripping around your ankles as she snorts and pants in a particularly equine manner. She stares down at you with rather crazed eyes, a wild smile on her lips as she pumps her cock deeper into your ass with every stroke.\n\n"Hhha! Hhha! Fuckin' finally, that fuckin' bastard won't let me fuck <i>any</i> female around here, but finally there's a cute boy! Hhha, hhha, fuuuuck, fuck I'm gonna try to knock you up, cute boy, I've got such a fuckin' load for your asspussy!" she squeals, her wild black hair framing her slightly crazed face as she tries to fuck you into the ground.\n\nWhether it's the pure physical stimulation, or just your body reacting to her feral, mindless need to breed somehow, but your cock almost instantly turns as hard as rock at her words. Your eyes roll up further and your tongue lolls out as she pounds away at your ass, giving whinny-like moans as she mercilessly slams that big horsecock into your tight hole. Her tits jiggle rapidly right in front of your face as well, providing your dazed, addled brain a constant show as she violates your ass with every bit of her need.\n\nIt doesn't take long before she lets out a long, resounding whinny and thrusts in, hilting inside you and starting to empty her backed-up balls into your belly. Your own cock starts firing off long ropes of cum as you simultaneously climax and assgasm, your whole body shuddering as you paint the undersides of her dangling tits with your jizz even as she fills you with her much, much, much larger load. Your hard cock is gradually angled downward as your stomach swells up with it, gradually going limp as you're overcome with the feeling of being a cumdump, your body shuddering and your hole trembling around her twitching, shuddering prick as you have little aftershock assgasms from her intense attempt to breed you.\n\nBy the time she pulls out, your stomach is indeed swollen enough to make you look fairly pregnant, your whole body twitching, your rolled eyes glazed since you're barely conscious. The Stallioness stands up, panting, her cum-smeared cock swaying limp in front of her... then she grins sheepishly, brushing a fingertip against her cheek.\n\n"Eheheh... Iiiii kinda overdid it, huh? Real sorry there, cute stuff, I wasn't in my right mind. You know how it is, an actual male moves in, won't let you try to breed any females. ... Well you're human you probably don't know how it is. Uhhhh... h-here, I'll leave some stuff for you! This ought to be useful if you run into that jerk too," she adds, just as your consciousness fades entirely.\n\nWhen you come to, you find that you've at least emptied out the Stallioness's massive load. It also looks like she probably made some effort to clean you up, and folded up your clothes and left them beside you. Atop the folded clothes are two bottles of monster milk, a little pile of FD, and... a condom. O... kay? ... Wait, did she say something about how that might be useful if you ran into "that jerk"? ... Well, whatever.<<set $mgmilk += 2>><<set $fd += 200>><<set $condom += 1>>\n\n<hr>\n[[Return to the starting area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

"One, two, three."\n\nYour mother blinks rapidly, her posture smoothly returning to normal, her eyes clearing as they focus on you. "I'm sorry, honey, I was a thousand miles away, what were you saying?"\n\n"Ah, nothing, no big, just some neat new app I downloaded," you hedge, turning and hurrying out of the room.\n\nIt works! Or at least, it seems to. It might need more testing... very thorough testing. ... On someone who isn't your mother. And when someone isn't likely to walk in on you at any moment.\n\nLuckily, of your very small circle of friends, at least two (it's mostly just those two anyway to be quite honest) almost always have their houses to themselves for hours and hours after school, and you should be able to easily enough wrangle an invitation to come over. It's just a question of which one to... um, get assistance in testing from.\n\n<hr>\n[[Maya.|QOSJ1x2]]\n\n[[Kevin.|QOSJ6x1]]

You make your way into the trees, looking around and upward hoping to spot the elf girl again.\n\nYou do, but not in time to avoid her dropping down on you. Instead all you manage to do is catch a glimpse of a smooth, paint-smeared brown pussy as it drops directly towards your face and smacks into you, coltish legs wrapping around your head as you're knocked to the ground. Dazed, you look up at her, realizing that you're basically staring up at her smooth back. ... Wow she straight-up has two differently-colored paint handprints on her pert little ass. (From the size and shape probably her own hands.) She gives a very deliberate wiggle and you let out an 'mmf' as from the feel you realize her plump brown pussylips are pressed very firmly against your mouth.\n\n"So, you came back, hm?" she declares in that extremely cute and very haughty voice of hers. She gives another slow, deliberate motion of her hips, her perky, painted ass flexing above you as she does. She seems to have pinned your arms with her legs, and clearly feels she has you fully in her power... an impression she only reinforces by reaching forward and unzipping your pants, letting your cock spring free. "And brought your big stupid dick back with you, obviously. Hmph, just look at this bulging oversized thing," she declares in apparent disgust, wrapping one of her smooth, small hands around it and starting to stroke. "Disgusting! You better make up for making me have to look at this, human!" she adds... with another, very deliberate rubbing back and forth of her hips, working her labia against your lips again.\n\nOkay even you can take a hint that obvious. You open your mouth and start licking and... wow this is definitely not something she needs to go to all this trouble to get someone to do, she tastes <i>amazing</i>. She's already wet and gets wetter almost the moment you start licking, your tongue rolling over those plump, perfectly smooth outer lips and sliding between them, getting quickly coated in something sweet and bright-tasting. The elf shivers a little atop you, and you think she has to force herself not to moan to judge by the catch in her throat and her stroking on your cock briefly pausing. Then she starts jerking you off a bit faster and more roughly, her hips starting to rhyhtmically work as she presses herself on your tongue. "H-hmph! You're going to have to work a lot harder than that to please me, you dumb big-dicked human!"\n\nYour brain definitely still doesn't know what to do with being called things like 'dumb' and 'big-dicked' right together, but your cock apparently does, and that's to throb and dribble precum all over her agile brown fingers as she jerks you. You do your best to redouble your efforts in eating her out, working your tongue over and between her pussylips, the taste of that sweet near-literal honey of hers combined with her stroking your dick and giving you that tsundere verbal assault soon having you in something like a daze. When she shifts her hips forward and presses her pucker to your lips instead, you don't even hesitate, just starting to swirl your tongue around it and tonguefuck her tight little asshole to the best of your ability, making her muffle several squeals as her pussy drools down your chin.\n\nEventually your own hips give a jerk and you spill your load all over her hand and your own stomach, feeling her shudder atop you a little as you do. After a few seconds you watch her swing off of you, and just almost think you catch her licking her fingers as she looks down at you haughtily. "Hmf. Well, if you're going to keep visiting, I suppose I still won't kill you. Yet," she adds, before leaping up into the tree branches again.<<set $fuckedinvr to true>><<set $energy -= 1>>\n\nYou lay there dazed for a moment, then get up, blushing a little as you're forced to switch out your current shirt for one in your inventory. (Luckily the MonComm seems to store an endless supply of the "default" outfit you started with.) Once you have, you look around and notice that again, there's one of those bottles of golden fluid sitting there.<<set $elfnectar += 1>> Picking it up, your MonComm dings, and checking it shows that you now have <<print $elfnectar>> Elf Nectar.\n\nA bit lightheaded, you [[return to the adventure area.|FGWLeisAdvRepeat]]

You should really get at least a few levels under your belt and maybe complete the tutorial or whatever before you bother Maya. She'd probably wind up having to sit around and wait for you if you didn't, anyway, that's never fun. \n\nYou head back into the other room, wondering if you'll get a popup. When nothing happens, you decide to try interacting with Hart again... that "Amooya" in the other game was pretty lifelike and natural, maybe this is the same? (You somehow assumed this would be much more limited since it's implied to be the exact same servers as the regular version, but maybe not.) "So Hart, where do we get started?"\n\n"Normally newcomers to Rantoso are required to go through a line of quests to prove themselves, Master," Hart answers, sketching a quick bow apparently just to acknowledge she's being spoken to. "However, as a Prince, you are exempt and are granted access to the radiant quest system immediately. You should have several quests already available in your tracker."\n\nOh, guess you get to skip the tutorial after all, huh? But that means you're level one and without really knowing how to play much. Still better stick with doing at least a few quests. You tap at your menus again, finding the quest tracker, and as Hart said, you've already got a few listings, with a note at the top saying they're currently sorted by closest to furthest away. Welp, that works. You select the top one ("Examine the town gate for damage") and then, after a bit more pondering, shrug and head out of the house, following the faint sparkling line in the air, with Hart immediately trotting along at your heels.\n\nThe bright warmth of the sunlight isn't too much of a surprise to you by now... the BGM that immediately begins playing all around you from apparently nowhere is a bit though. Well... yeah, you guess that makes sense. It's a weird reminder that you're in a video game, especially since everything <i>feels</i> and <i>looks</i> so real. You can even smell the wood and animals and, not too far away, things cooking. You're in some sort of residential district to judge by the other houses around you, though yours looks like the biggest and ritziest one on the block. (In fact, as you walk along there are several of what must be other players out in their yards that give you mildly dirty looks as you go by, making you duck your head sheepishly and resist the urge to apologize.) \n\nThe glittery line takes you through Rantoso town... or is it city? It's obviously designed to look pretty quaint and accessible, but wow there's a lot of streets and area and people. You're guessing most of them are NPCs, but even so they seem a lot more lively than Hart is. You wonder if all her processing power was put towards her healing/buffing algorithms, or if she's just deliberately supposed to be the cute flat-faced girl type. (Flat... well, a few things, admittedly.) You pass other players and do indeed see more looks ranging from annoyed to covetous, so yeah, probably best not to try and get a group first.\n\nYou follow the sparkly line to the city gate, wondering if there's anything you have to... click on?... to complete the quest? But just looking at the gates for a bit seems to do the trick, as with a <i>ding</i> your quest window pops up and shows the first one marked in green, along with a little clinky noise that's apparently your reward being added to your inventory. You tap the next quest on the list ("Gather ten Lola Roots") and follow the sparkly line again, this time out towards the woods beyond town. The line leads you to a general area, where a bit of looking around shows you that there are some faintly browned plants each with two broad leaves and tufts around the base.\n\nWelp, probably have to actually pull them, which you do, revealing brown bulbous things kind of like a potato shaped vaguely like a rabbit. You notice that Hart has pitched in and is gathering them too without being asked, and quickly look away to avoid staring at her butt in those little white panties as she does. Soon the quest dings completed, and you set off towards the next task ("Slay six Darkwolves").\n\n"So, uh, Hart, how does combat work?" you ask.\n\n"Well, Master, do you have your sword?"\n\n"Ah, yeah," you say, unsheathing the fiery blade and holding it up a bit. \n\n"Swing it at your enemies, Master."\n\n"... And?"\n\n"That's it, Master."\n\n"That's... wait, what?"\n\n"You'll know what to do once you attack, Master."\n\n"... Okay. What about buffing other people and stuff?"\n\n"Do you have a free hand, Master?"\n\n"Yes," you say flatly, feeling like you know where this is going.\n\n"Point your free hand at who you want to buff, Master."\n\n"... I feel like maybe this game is meant to be a little <i>too</i> intuitive."\n\n"I don't understand, Master."\n\n"It's fine."\n\nThe sad thing is it really is pretty much that intuitive. When you attack one of the 'Darkwolves' (which looks exactly like it's called), there's a little popup that says 'Basic Slash' as you do. Around the fourth wolf there's a ding and a sparkly rippling all around you and a pleasant tingle that runs through your body. When you attack the fifth wolf, there's that moment where the popup reads 'Basic Slash | Fire Slash', which of course makes you think 'Fire Slash?'. This time the Darkwolf bursts into flames when you strike it, and dies much quicker. (Luckily despite the realism of everything else, the violence seems to be very stylized, with the wolves just dissolving into sparkles once you've depleted their HP.) So... you guess that's how it works.\n\nMore quests pop up in your tracker as you range around completing them, and they do gradually seem to be getting a bit tougher and more complex as you both get further from Rantoso Town and level up. You notice after awhile that Hart's healing and buffing has gotten a lot more on-point too rather than the sort of predictable cycle she was doing before... algorithm must be getting unlocked as you go further.\n\nYou've just finished a quest to slay some Darkbats (there's kind of a theme here so far) when you hear an absolute <i>shriek</i> from nearby. You and Hart both blink and turn, just in time to see what has to be another player racing by not too far away. She's a catgirl with long bright purple hair, and a rather pretty dress in bright, sparkly colors that put you in vague mind of different colors of hard candy, especially with the way the fabric has a sort of glossy, shiny look, as do her rainbow-striped and patterned stockings. It might have something to do, too, with all the little beads shaped like candy draped in her hair, off her clothes, and even a few on her tail.\n\n"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Whose idea was it to buff goblins against all the princess classes?!" she wails as she charges by, and indeed you can see a pack of eight or so little green monsters giving chase to her, all of them wearing sort of piggish, almost gas-mask-like head coverings and little loincloths, and waving around clubs and crude spears. "This is the worst update everrrrrrrr devs burn in Hellllllllll!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Better do something!|QORO1x5]]\n\n[[Not your problem.|QORO]]\n\n[[... Huh, wonder what'll happen...|QORO]]

The employment agency does note that it's basically no commitment, all they ask is that you actually phone in if you're not going to work for them or your temporary boss anymore. Sounds kind of perfect for a summer job. You check the address and find that it's about three blocks from your house, and that they even have a van that will take you from the office to where you'll be working. Sweet, sealed deal.\n\nYou put on some of your nicer clothes (meaning jeans that fit a bit better and a thinner long-sleeved maroon shirt that also sort of fits instead of hanging off of you) and comb your hair into a semblance of order and then set off for the address, following your phone's instructions. It turns out to be in a sort of down-on-its-luck strip shopping center, the sort of place that's half full of businesses that have been there since your parents were just married and half of places that rotate through owners every time the first lease runs out. It's hard to tell if the agency is the former or the latter... it kind of seems like one of those places that adapted to its surroundings and wound up looking old and worn whether it's been there thirty years or three weeks. Slightly ancient metal-framed chairs with thin padding in an almost institutional color that might have started orange and faded yellow or started yellow and darkened orange, low wattage bulbs that don't quite flicker but feel like they want to, densely-packed carpet the color of illness, and even the No Smoking sign has a faint layer of grime on it that indicates that like the rest of the place it probably has a faint aroma of burning leaf tar to it.\n\nWhich probably all explains the rather beaten-down look of the woman behind the counter. She looks like the place has sort of seeped into her and robbed her of some vital essence, leaving her black hair limp, bags under her eyes, and sort of vaguely professional but also I-don't-give-a-fuck blouse and slacks that are somehow colorless rather than just being bland in color. Objectively she looks like she could be only a year or two out of college, subjectively she seems like she ought to be older than your grandma.\n\nYou're just deciding whether to turn and walk out when she raises her head a bit and focuses her gaze (you're guessing as much as it ever focuses) on you. "Help you?"\n\nDangit. Now you'd actually have to make an excuse if you wanted to leave. You swallow a bit, but trapped by your own invented social conventions, you walk over to the desk. "Uh, yeah, hi, I was thinking maybe I'd sign up as a... worker... here?"\n\nShe stares at you for about a second, then picks up a clipboard with a (rather badly photocopied) form already on it and an ancient-looking clear plastic (well it was clear once) pen stuffed under the clip. "Fill out the sheet and bring it back."\n\nRight. Briefly toying with saying you'll take it and fill it out at home (and never come back) and discarding it as too obvious, you head for the nearest orange(?)-yellow(?) chair and sit down. Huh, this form is... surprisingly simple. Not that you've filled out a ton of job applications, but you always assumed there would be more demands for verifiable information. This doesn't even ask for your actual birthdate, it just has a place to write your age. About the most personal thing it asks is your address, otherwise it's just when you're available to work, do you have any health problems, can you lift fifteen pounds, etc.\n\nSo you fill in your name, and your address, and after a brief hesitation you write '16' for your age. It's within a few days of being true, you figure by the time anyone checks it will be. For health problems 'None' since you figure being a losergirl is more a state of being than a medical condition, availability you check 'All' since you don't exactly have any other demands on your time, and you go ahead and check that you can lift fifteen pounds because while you've never bothered to actually measure, you've lifted some computers that probably had to weigh at least fifteen pounds.\n\nBefore you can get up to return it, the woman actually steps in front of you and plucks it out of your hands as if sensing you were done. You didn't even hear her approach, like even the noise she makes had been absorbed into this weird purgatorial venue. She looks over the sheet, using the pen to trace along where her eyes are going... then pauses at one part of it. Slowly her head turns back towards you, tired-seeming eyes fixing on your face.\n\n"... Did you maybe write this wrong?" she asks flatly.\n\n"Er?" you prompt in a mixture of confusion and worry.\n\n"Your age. Did you maybe get confused and write the second number upside-down?"\n\nShe's so absolute deadpan about it that it takes a moment to process that she's asking if, instead of proving you're sixteen, you just want to lie and say you're nineteen. Presumably so you can take more jobs. Or maybe any jobs.\n\n<hr>\n[["... No, that's right."|QGEA]]\n\n[["... Ssssssurrre?"|QGEA]]

"I'm really not," you assure him.\n\n"'Kay, just thought I'd ask," Gideon says breezily with a little snicker, looking back to the show.\n\nYou squirm a little in place, trying to make yourself focus on the TV as well. Whether you actually <i>are</i> curious or not... well, you're just definitely not ready to tell him that, considering where he was implying that might lead. That... would definitely be <i>way</i> too adventurous for the likes of you. You'll just keep any potential curiosity to yourself. In fact it's probably better that you just don't think of it at all.\n\nThe rest of the weekend goes... really normally. The awkwardness wears off since Gideon's basically acting like he never said anything, so you just do your best to act like he never said anything too. The two of you wile away the weekend watching horror movies and old specials, eating too much candy, and occasionally answering the door for trick-or-treaters the night of. It's probably not the wild, exciting weekend Gideon would have had without you, it sounds like, but he doesn't seem visibly dissatisfied so you decide not to fret over it. Too much.\n\nAnd so time wears on, and it gets closer and closer to winter break. In fact, you and Gideon start making plans to do something the first weekend of the break. Unfortunately as the semester winds down, you wind up getting roped into helping several teachers with things... being "the good one" seems to mean being the one they feel free to take advantage of for free work, sigh. Telling Gideon to head to your house ahead of you (at this point you're good enough friends that he knows where the spare key is hidden if your mom's not home), you stay after to tend to the annoying cleanup and organization work before finally being free until after the new year.\n\n'At least it didn't take quite as long as I thought,' you muse as you approach your house. As you do, you notice your father's car in the driveway. Huh, he's home early, but then 'tis the season. Your mom's car also isn't, but again 'tis the season and she's probably out shopping for either groceries or decorations or, well, who knows. Letting yourself in, you glance around the living room, expecting to see Gideon waiting for you there, but it's empty. 'Huh, must be in my room,' you think as you nudge off your shoes before heading upstairs.\n\nBut as you head towards your room, you hear soft grunting and gasping from further down the hall. '... Gideon?' you think, frowning in confusion and walking on. You pause as you realize the noises are coming from your parents' bedroom. Part of your brain's trying to tell you what you're likely to see as you lean towards the very slightly open door, but the rest of you is so in denial that the actual sight still hits you like a truck.\n\nGideon is naked on the bed... specifically, he's bouncing up and down in quick, eager motions, his stiff prick bobbing and swaying ahead of him as he moves, his moans soft and sweet as he works himself over the large cock in his ass. Specifically... your dad's cock. Your dad's not just laying there passively, either, his hands are gripping Gideon's waist, obviously urging him up and down, his own hips moving upward to meet the downward strokes of Gideon's pert butt.\n\n"Oh fuck, oh fuck, your cock's so good, Sir, your cock's so good," Gideon pants out loud. "It's so good, it's so good, I'm gonna cum just from getting fucked in the ass!"\n\n"Mmm, yeah, that's right, cum from getting fucked in the ass, you little slut," your dad practically purrs, urging Gideon to roll his hips.\n\nYou stare as if hypnotized, unable to take your eyes off the sight of your dad cheating on your mom... with your male friend. But from the smug, satisfied look on his face, he has not a single bit of guilt or hesitation about fucking a cute teenage boy in the ass on his marriage bed. In fact as you watch he starts thrusting his hips up more visibly, his large, hefty sack slapping against Gideon's smaller, smoother one, your friend crying out more gleefully until his back arches. Gideon's cock twitches, firing long ropes of cum through the air to spatter on the sheets, his whole body shivering.\n\n"Ohhhh... oh fuck, there's so much... you're cumming so much," Gideon whimpers softly, as if just to make sure there was no doubt in any potential observer's mind that your father is filling his ass with jizz.\n\nYou half-stagged back, still feeling a bit numb. That's... the two of them were really...\n\nSwallowing, you head back downstairs, and just stand in the entryway for a moment. You have to decide what to do... your first impulse is, probably predictably, to pretend you just got home and act like you never saw anything. Just... pretend it didn't happen, it doesn't exist. Though part of you says you have to do <i>some</i> thing. Confront Gideon. Confront your dad! ... At least tell your mom. <i>Some</i>thing.\n\n<hr>\n[[Pretend you never saw it.|QOGid]]\n\n[[Confront Gideon.|QOGid4x2]]\n\n[[Confront your dad.|QOGid]]\n\n[[Tell your mom.|QOGid]]

"The 'walk outside your body' one, I guess." Admittedly, there's been once or twice where you've wanted to be outside of yourself anyway.\n\n"Alright, let's see. Wow, this gibberish, wonder if it's another language or just someone's lame cypher or what. Ahem. 'Dyga y fymg uh dra cbened ceta, palusa y banjo krucd frah oui fyhd, dra bufan banjanceuh budahdeym ec bnaddo rekr!'" Maya raises her hand up dramatically as she sweeps to the finish, then drops it and grins at you. "So, anything?"\n\n"I don't know," you say with a sigh, trying to concentrate. Almost immediately Maya yelps, jumping up from the bed and rushing towards you with a cry of your name. You blink, turning some to look at her... and stare at the sight of her kneeling over your sprawled form. You yelp yourself and scramble to your feet and backwards some, looking at your hands. They're... slightly transparent. You can still see yourself (in fact, all of yourself, you're naked), but you can see <i>through</i> yourself too! The sight makes you go stumbling back in shock again, bumping against Maya's computer desk and causing the chair to rattle and some pens to fall to the floor. Maya's head jerks up and towards it, then looks even more shocked than before.\n\n"... Jamie?"\n\nYou stare back at her, then slowly move forward and reach out to poke her shoulder. She yelps again and jumps to her feet, a hand going to her shoulder as she stares around the room with wide eyes.\n\n"... Geez, Jamie, is that you?"\n\nWow. You really are outside of your own body. And you can apparently touch things, at least a little.\n\n<hr>\n[[Reply in writing.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Get back in your body.|QOBook]]\n\n[[Try a ghost trick.|QOBook6x3]]

"Hallo~," she says back, raising a hand as if in greeting.\n\n"I... think that's another player, guys," Peko says, putting her hands on her hips and leaning in a bit to eye Hart, her breasts swaying and looking like they're in danger of falling out of her blouse.\n\n"I'm a dev, akshully," Hart replies evenly.\n\n"Erk!" Carolina's ears shoot up stiffly and her tail fluffs out, before she gives a nervous laugh and wiggles in place. "Um, h-hey, when I said that the devs must be crazy, I meant... I meant like in a good way!"\n\n"Did you also mean we should burn in Hell in a good way?" Hart asks with a slight tilt of the head, lifting her thin eyebrows slightly.\n\n"... u-um..."\n\n"Er... how long have you been here?" you ask with a bit of a frown.\n\n"About an hour now," she replies with that same even unemotional tone that Hart was using even when she was an actual AI. "And relax, Miss Kitty, I'm actually just an art and character designer... I was the one who came up with the Hart healpets, so one of my friends on the team left me a little backdoor where I can log into them and play them as a character. I do it every so often to relax."\n\n"Well that's a little creepy," Peko declares with abundant cheer as she straightens up. "But hey I guess it's one way to play! Speaking of which, Caspian, do you wanna group up? Carolina and I are gonna be material grinding for a little while longer, and you seem kinda low level so it'll be good for you too if we party up! Oh, and I guess Hart can come along too! I mean, I think Hart comes along either way, but I'm inviting the player now also?"\n\n"You sure are free, Peko," Carolina says with a sigh, hanging her head, before she looks at the two of you. "But yeah, we're grinding materials for cooking."\n\n"Oh? You're actually using the cooking system?" Hart asks, sounding a little interested now. At your glance, she says, "Rantoso Online has a really simple but really deep cooking subgame that can unlock a lot of unique buffs and other effects. But apparently most players don't bother with it."\n\n"It <i>does</i> require a lot of materials," Carolina grumbles. "And because almost no one else does it there are no really good guides, and almost no in-game recipes. So you have to gather a ton of stuff and then basically just take a guess... ... unless, y'know, someone spawned us a bunch of materials," she adds slowly, eyes wandering back towards Hart as a hopeful expression grows on her face.\n\n"No. I'm not going to abuse my admin access to just start spawning stuff for you," Hart says flatly, Carolina instantly whimpering and slumping, Peko patting her gently on the back. Then Hart turns to you. "But I'm good to keep playing and grinding if you are. Master."\n\nThe fact that it's an actual person saying 'Master' makes your face go red, which you can hear Carolina and Peko giggling over a bit. You're embarrassed both over that and the realization that you've effectively been partied up with someone for an hour without noticing it.\n\n<hr>\n[["I... no!"|QORO]]\n\n[["Yeah, okay."|QORO1x7]]\n\n[["Well. Alright. But..."|QORO]]

Settling down in the armchair, you snag the remote and turn on the TV, pulling up the DVR's menu to see what it's recorded.\n<<set $comefromdvreve to true>>\n= [[Centaur Confidential - Episode 1|FGWDVRCC1]]\n\n= [[Catch As Catch Can - Episode 1|FGWDVRCACC1]]*\n\n= [[Exotique Boutique - Episode 1|FGWDVREB1]]*\n\n= [[Mutant Seekers - Episode 1|FGWDVRMS1]]*\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>[[Here's the day DVR.|FGWLeisDVRday]]<<endif>>

"Um, so, this friend of yours... what, he runs one of those minimall sort of places?" you ask, rubbing your upper arm again.\n\n"Not... really," your father hedges. "I met him while I was doing a little traveling when I was around your age. ... If I'm honest I'm hoping maybe teaching you will give him a little focus," he admits after a brief hesitation. "He hasn't done so well the last few years and I think he needs a... well, a project."\n\n"... So you're going for one of those 'the student teaches the teacher' things to help your old friend?" you say rather sulkily.\n\n"Look son just because it's used in a bunch of movies doesn't mean the concept itself is bullshit," your father says fairly sternly, surprisingly you both with the tone and the curse. "I'm seeing an opportunity to help both my son and one of my oldest friends. Now, if you're up for it, I'll call him and set it up."\n\nWell. What do you really have to lose at this point? At least the black eye has receded a fair bit by the next afternoon, when your father drives you over to a fairly run-down apartment complex and drops you off after giving you the apartment number. "His name's Nyle Longh. ... Probably skip the 'Mr. Long' and stick with something more general like 'sir'," is his last advice before driving off. You're wondering what it says that he doesn't stick around to do the introduction himself. Anyway, you head over to the apartment door, raising your hand to knock. "Ah... sirrrr?" you sort of trail off as the door scoots open a little just from the knock and a not terribly pleasant smell comes out. ... Wow you've heard of 'stale beer and cigarette stink' but somehow you'd never imagine stale whiskey making it worse.\n\nYou pull a face and glance over your shoulder to see if your dad's car is really gone. Yeah. Sighing, you push the door open and peek inside. "Sir?" You look around the sparsely-furnished, messy apartment and yeah that is a lot of beer cans and different bottles and carryout packages. Your gaze finally tracks to the open stretch of floor between the stained, rickety coffee table and the TV stand, where you spot a figure in a t-shirt and sweatpants sprawled unmoving facedown on the floor. 'Oh great, he's dead.' "... GYAH!" you yelp, with it sinking in that you've seen a dead body.\n\n"GYAH!" the dead body yowls, abruptly bolting to its feet and then wobbling a little. It... er, he, who does in fact seem to be alive (if barely) blinks rapidly, hands out slightly to the sides in an attempt at balance, his scruffy chin tracking an entirely different movement through the air than the rest of his body briefly. Though he looks like he's probably only around your father's age, his past-shoulder-length hair and his few-day growth of beard are both completely white. He finally turns his head towards you after a good three minutes of attempting to get the hang of the whole 'standing' thing, then greets you with "The fuck you doin' in my apartment?" His voice is a low rasp, sounding like at one point it might have been smooth and rich before cigarettes and booze did their work on it.\n\nYou decline to point out that really only part of your head is in his apartment, and instead say, "Uh, Mister... Longh?" Which is what your dad said to skip, but at this point you need to confirm it. Taking his bleary blink and lack of denial as a confirmation, you continue, "I'm Jamie... uh, my dad's a friend of yours? He said he was gonna call you and tell you I was coming?"\n\n"James? ... Shit. Shit, that actually happened. Okay." The scruffy guy raises a hand to rub at his face briefly, before sitting down... on the coffee table. You're a little surprised it doesn't so much as rattle when he does, it's not exactly the sturdiest thing in the world. "You're James's kid, huh? Yeah. 'Kay. Come in then, I guess, fuck."\n\nYou are feeling worse about this all the time, but nevertheless step inside and (reluctantly) close the door after yourself. "Um... can I...?" you ask, trailing off and gesturing at the nearby lightswitch.\n\n"Huh? ... Lemme brace myself, kid. ... ... ... Yeah okay."\n\nYou flip the switch, and two out of the four bulbs in the overhead fixture come on. Nyle still winces a bit and teeters some where he is. He eyes you for a moment, then raises a hand upright, finger extended to point at you. "Which James made you?"\n\n"... er...?" Is he just crazy.\n\n"Last name, last name kid. I knew two Jameses when I was young and one was kind of a prick and I always figured his kid if he had one would grow up to be some arrogant little pecker who'd probably wanna be in the secret police or some shit. I was kinda already half in the bag when I got the call last night so I'm tryna make sure which James called me."\n\n"... Kinsington?" you reply, something odd tickling the back of your mind before you decide it's better for your sanity if you ignore it.\n\n"Okay, the not-prick James, good. Sit."\n\nNot feeling all that sanguine about sitting on the coffee table but realizing you'd feel even more dubious about sitting on the couch, you gingerly push some cans aside and sit down with a few feet between you and him. "So. Um. My dad said you could teach me martial arts, or something?"\n\n"... Yeah, maybe." He narrows his eyes as if finally actually looking at you for the first time, before giving a raspy 'heh'. "Nice shiner, kid."\n\n"Yeah, thanks," you mutter, glancing down. \n\n"So you're getting pushed around and you wanna learn to push back, huh?" At your slightly meek nod, Nyle snorts. "Man, to think the day'd come. Nah nevermind. Hey kid, lemme ask you this... why doncha just shoot 'em?" he asks, making a finger-pistol and giving it a little 'pow' motion forward.\n\n"Uh. 'Cause... that's called a 'school shooting' and it's kinda... illegal. ... And evil," you add, staring at him.\n\n"Really? Huh." Nyle frowns thoughtfully, before he grins as if having cleverly discovered a loophole. "But what if you shoot 'em <i>outside</i> the school?"\n\n"... Still illegal. Still evil. Also possibly still classified a school shooting depending how they wanna spin it."\n\n"Really? Shit." His frown is more sincere now as he looks towards the TV, pointing at it lightly. "Y'know there's a whole channel on this thing of great movies where a bunch of guys in amazing hats just shoot each other in the street all the time, that stuff's fantastic."\n\n"... W-... westerns?"\n\n"Yeah, shit's... whatta they say? Shit's the bomb?" He nods solemnly, as if having already imparted great wisdom.\n\n"... Right." Ooookaaaay, maybe you should call your dad and tell him he's left you with someone who's suffered a psychotic break or something.\n\n"Okay okay okay nevermind all that shit." Nyle swings his hands back and forth in front of him, then rubs his face with both of them. "Okay I'm just working through last night's booze that's all. Need to focus, I can totally do this. Hey kid, go get me a pack of smokes at the corner store, wouldja?"\n\n"That's illegal too."\n\n"<i><b>Fuck</b></i>!"\n\nAfter a brief interlude in which Nyle yanks some sneakers onto his bare feet and goes to buy his own cigarettes, the two of you adjourn to a semi-recently mown empty lot beside the apartment building. "Alright, so," he says as he rips the filter off a cigarette and tosses it aside before lighting up. "Before we actually get started we're gonna need to establish whether you're looking to get these bullies off yer back, or if you're lookin' to stand up for yourself."\n\n"They call that a 'distinction without a difference'," you grumble, trying not to give an exaggerated cough at the smell of the smoke.\n\n"Distinction without a difference implies a rephrasing of the same concept as two different ones based on irrelevant variables, what I said clearly references a longterm goal and a short-term one." At your jaw going just a little slack, Nyle smirks around the torn end of the cigarette. "Don't try that shit with me, people with educations can grow up to be sloppy drunks too. Listen, kid, if you just wanna get this particular group of assholes off your back and keep any more from goin' after you with their fists, shit's easy, we can do that in an afternoon. Sticking up for yourself is more of a... longterm commitment, that's not something you do just once and then everything's fixed," he continues, his voice lowering to a bit of a mutter as he rubs the back of his head. "That's more like a... commitment. Either way I owe James a lot so yeah, so we'll get it done."\n\n<hr>\n[[Get Joshua and his buddies off your back.|QOBully]]\n\n[[Learn to stick up for yourself.|QOBully2x3]]

"So the 'Get Milk?' app will just... extract some milk from a monster girl?" you ask.\n\n"Yup! Just straight-up quick extraction, latches on and starts sucking in such a way that they're immediately too distracted to stop it. Of course, to do that it has to work quickly, and since they're not turned on they're not going to make as much, so you'll just get the minimum amount."\n\nAh, so that's why it's so cheap. Still, it <i>is</i> cheap, so you decide to go ahead and buy it. You tap the purchase button, and hear a ding from your MonComm almost immediately.<<set $mgaabought to true>><<set $getmilkbought to true>><<set $fd -= 100>> You check it to see the app is there, and that you now have <<print $fd>> FD.\n\n<hr>\n[[You have purchased the "Get Milk?" MGAA!|FGWLeisShopAA]]

"Intuhgrats the... furry... whatever that one was," you answer in hopes of getting this over with.\n\n"Alright, that one has a couple of variations... huh, I think it means, like... 'integrate the foreign'."\n\n"How's that?" you ask with a blink.\n\n"Well these variations on the spell, it's like it's supposed to add something, I guess. Like it'll add whatever-it-is to our society. Skipping the weird spellings, there's one for [[Magic|QOBook]], one for '[[Animal|QOBook]]', one for '[[Fiction|QOBook]]', and one for '[[The Stars|QOBook]]'."\n\n"Aren't animals already kind of part of our society?" you ask in a tone of confusion.\n\n"Yeah, dunno what that one's about." Maya shrugs, then grins. "Hey, wanna make everything all 'Harry Potter' and stuff?"\n\n"And create about a hundred million Draco Malfoys? Pass."\n\n"Aw, c'mon! Pick a spell!"

"C'mon, Mom, I know you're enjoying this," you say a bit teasingly, giving your hips a shake to rub them against her tits. "Relax!"\n\n"B-but Jamie, this is... this is so wrong!" she moans, not actually denying it. Nor does she stop squeezing and pumping her tits around your prick. "It's so... embarrassing!"\n\n"Yeah, but you already agreed to do it, so even if you're embarrassed, you may as well go all-in and enjoy it," you point out with a grin.\n\n"I... well..." Your mother actually stops for a moment, blinking a few times, then saying slowly, "Well. I suppose that's... true."\n\n"Yeah, so you should just mmmf!" you moan as she leans her head up and wraps her lips around the head of your cock, starting to roll her tongue around it again while once more kneading and stroking her tits against you.\n\nYour mother looks up at you, still with that embarrassed tint to her gaze, but the lust is also considerably less masked as she works her head in tiny little bobbing motions, rubbing her tongue across your cockhead. After a moment you start thrusting lightly again, working your dick between her boobs and thrusting the tip into her mouth across her jutted tongue as she makes low, eager little 'ah!' noises.\n\nEventually you let out another moan and thrust forward, your cock twitching between her tits as you fire off more long spurts of cum all over her face. This time your mother doesn't shrink from it at all or voice any complaints, instead just keeping her mouth open and tongue out. Though she does still look embarrassed at you painting her face and tongue and throat with thick blobs of creamy cum, she also lets out a low, appreciative moan as you do.\n\nAfter a few moments you pull away and flop to the side on your back, panting as you catch your breath. Now it's your turn to blush as you watch your mother scoop up some of your cum from her face and chest and lick it from her finger, before she turns and settles half on top of you, her breasts pressing against you and one of those thick thighs draping over your body. This time she's the one to initiate the kiss, her tongue salty and somehow just a little sweet as she swirls it around with yours.\n\n"I guess I will just try to enjoy it, Master Sweetie," she murmurs teasingly in between kisses. "Even if it is still embarrassing."\n\nYou say nothing for the moment, instead just letting your hands start to roam over her body, squeezing her tits, rubbing her sides, stroking her belly. She returns the attention in kind, running her hands over you, both with that tinge of embarrassment but also a hint of almost worshipfulness now. Her hand repeatedly wanders down to your cock, stroking your shaft and fondling your balls, more gentle than urging, clearing intending to give you a little while to build up another nice big load for her.\n\nAfter a good long time of that snuggling and kissing and fondling, she lifts herself up and straddles you, raising your now once more achingly stiff prick up, and then moving to sink herself down on it. She moans softly, nibbling her lower lip nervously at the thought of the wicked thing she's doing even as she starts riding you, her tits bouncing with her motions. Their wobbling and shaking only starts to increase as she gradually grows more energetic and enthusiastic, seemingly egged on by you grabbing her wide hips and squeezing.\n\n"Oh, Jamie, Master, sweetheart, your cock's so good! It's so wrong but it's soooooo goooood!" she groans, tossing her head like a mare in heat as she rides you, her full ass slapping down against your thighs.\n\nOh yeah. Definitely gonna be a really great week.\n\nThe two of you spend much of the rest of the day and night alternating fucking, snuggling, and with occasional breaks to eat and rehydrate. That night the two of you fall asleep in each other's arms, her ass freshly-spanked and smeared with your cum again, both of you sweaty and smeared with fluids and clearly enjoying the depravity you're indulging in.\n\nYou wake up to the feeling of your cock already engulfed in a warm, suckling mouth, your vision focusing to the sight of your mother already bobbing her head gently along your stiff prick. As your eyes meet hers she pauses for just a moment, then slowly slides all the way down, pushing you into her throat and pressing her lips right around the root of your shaft. She must have actually been at it for awhile, because you hadn't realized how close you were until that sets you off, moaning lowly as you spill your first load of the day directly down her throat.\n\nAfter gulping down that first load, your mother lifts her head, smiling with a bit of sheepishness at you, her voice slightly thick from having had a cock down her throat and a fresh load of jizz still lightly coating it. "Good morning, Master. And happy birthday, sweetheart."\n\n"Mmf... thanks, Mom," you murmur, moaning softly as she lowers her head to start suckling and lapping at your balls.\n\n"Mm. Mmn. Ah... s-so... what do you want to do today, honey?" your mother murmurs in between sucking your sack, both a tinge of eagerness and embarrassment in the words.\n\n<hr>\n[[Let's go shopping!|QOFam]]\n\n[[Go to the park!|QOFam]]\n\n[[A very... interesting... beach outing!|QOFam]]\n\n[[... There's this convention in town...|QOFam]]

"I don't know," you groan, really wishing you had never asked about the book now. "The first one, then. The... ink-thingy."\n\n"Incubus, I think it means. Okay, let's see. We'll need some chalk..."\n\nSoon the two of you are out on Maya's back patio, with her drawing a design in chalk on the ground and you trying not to look at her butt with her bent like that. Finally she stands up and sets the chalk on the table. "Okay! We're ready for the chant!"\n\n"And I guess it will show up inside that thing?" you ask, pointing at the outline.\n\n"Psh, it's not gonna show up at all," Maya answers with a wave of a hand, while reading over the text. "But it actually doesn't say, just that stuff about 'in its own time'. So, never. Still, may as well, just to see if I can pronounce this gibberish." She clears her throat, then raises a hand, doing her best to use an imperious tone despite obviously having trouble with the unnatural words. "E cissuh vundr y dnybbo meddma nyba veaht! Cusa kenmo meddma tasuh vilg fedr y sycceja lulg yht ihmesedat lis!" She winces a little at the obvious difficulty she's having, but still manages to bring her hand down and then sweep it up, putting some extra oomph into the last line. "L'suh, uin yccac fuh'd nyba drascamjac!"\n\nDespite you both reassuring each other of the book's falseness repeatedly, you both stare at the chalk circle expectantly. When nothing happens, you let out a laugh that probably sounds a little too relieved. "Probably doesn't work if it's not midnight on Halloween, huh?"\n\n"Good party idea, Jamie," Maya answers, closing the book and grinning a bit. "But yeah. I dunno, let's watch a movie or something."\n\nEventually, you return home and do all the various home-y things, like having dinner, playing on your computer, and finally changing into pajama pants and going to bed. Somehow you feel very tired, perhaps exasperated by Maya's shenanigans, and wind up flopping on your back above the covers and passing out almost immediately. \n\nYou're sleeping peacefully, until the feeling of the bed shifting slightly under you causes you to wake. You blink into the moonlit room, feeling shock as you realize someone is standing over you... and then becoming paralyzed with fear as your eyes adjust enough to take in details. Standing with feet on either side of you atop the bed is, well, a demon... red skin, short black horns on his forehead, jet black hair, glowing red eyes with black sclera, and a wide smirk with several sharper-than-normal looking teeth. While he looks roughly your age and size, there's something more feminine about his build, the curve of his face and hips and limbs. But there's nothing feminine about the cock dangling down from his crotch, the thing thick and long even while soft, swaying a bit as he shifts his feet... although not as much as the spade-tipped tail flicking around behind him.\n\n<hr>\n[[Eep.|QOInc1x1]]

You're starting your spring break essentially as early as possible, by sleeping over at your friend Kevin's. Kevin's house has a lot to recommend it... it's not huge, but it's got a pool, several backyard amusements, a semi-furnished shed that works as a clubhouse, a pair of large, fuzzy, friendly dogs, and the whole thing is backed by a large wooded area. A lesser person might be accused of wanting to be friends with Kevin just because his house is like crack for an active young person.\n\nYou really do like Kevin, though, even though you seem like such opposites. You're quiet and avoid attention, he's extroverted, you have largely average looks, he's already getting compliments for how handsome he is (blonde hair, grey eyes, nice chin even), you excel academically and he excels socially.\n\nCurrently the two of you are sitting in his room at the foot of his bed, dressed in sleeping attire (sweatpants and a t-shirt for you, athletic pants and tanktop for him). The latest Street Fighter game is just starting to wear a bit thin, and you make no complaints when Kevin sets his controller aside at the end of the current match. "Let's do something else," he suggests airily, flumping back against the footboard of the bed.\n\n"Like what?" you ask, ever ready to not take the initiative.\n\n"Well, I guess we could talk about [[what we're going to do tomorrow|QOKevActivities]]," he muses. "Don't wanna wind up just sitting around doing nothing 'cause we didn't get an idea ready. Or, hey..." He grins wickedly. "We could [[watch this porno I got|QOKevPornStart]]."\n\nYour jaw drops a little. Sure, porn flows fairly freely on the internet these days, though you've always been a bit leery of your parents deciding to secretly monitor your browsing to make much use of it. Still, there's somehow something awe-inspiring about the fact that Kevin's gotten his hands on the physical article. "Where'd you get actual porn?"\n\n"Bribed my brother. He sent it to me in an anime case so my parents just rolled their eyes and passed it along. It's like a six disk compilation of a whole bunch of stuff. I haven't watched any yet, though." He glances at the door, then grins again as he looks back at you. "Or, hey... if you wanna see the real thing instead, we could always go [[take a peek at Tanya|QOKevPlaceholder]]."\n\nThat makes you swallow heavily. "Your sister?" Kevin's sister Tanya is eighteen, a year younger than the eldest brother of the family. She's tall, with short golden hair, great legs, a really nice set of boobs and a great butt. If you hadn't been eased into seeing her so often over the years, you'd probably get tongue-tied every time you came over and saw her. Well that and the fact she's friggin' terrifying.\n\n"Yeah, a lot of times by now she's prancing around her bedroom naked, I accidentally noticed when I was walking by one night. She always leaves the door just a little open so it's super easy. You could actually see tits that aren't on a screen!"

"Alright, alright," you say with a sigh, since you don't want to be a killjoy. "But you've gotta try and read this, I'm not spraining my tongue for it," you assert as you pass the binder back to him before clambering up and walking over to the tree.\n\n"That'd be a shame for sure," Gideon chirps, making you give him a brief Look as he comes over to stand with you. He spends a moment reading over the page, then grins. "Well according to this we've gotta take off our pants."\n\n"What?!" you yelp, before flushing and glowering at him. "It totally doesn't!"\n\n"Ah-ah-ah, check it out." He turns the binder towards you and points. "'The demons were drawn forth by lewdity, so one must bare the sexual parts of oneself to have any hope of summoning them.'"\n\n"... dude it's cold out here..."\n\n"I promise not to rate you. C'mooon, it's a camping trip, we gotta do stupid stuff like this."\n\nYou waffle on it for a few more seconds before sighing heavily and starting to undo your jeans. "Fiiiine." Hunching a bit, you push them and your underwear down, working them over your shoes so you can step out of them, flushing even more brightly at the feel of the cold night air on your bare ass. You straighten up, resisting the urge to pull the front of your borrowed hoodie further down over your cock, or to look down when you glance over at Gideon... only to find he's rather brazenly looking down at you. "H-hey!"\n\n"Look, I'm impressed, is all," he says cheerfully, which is disarming enough that you just kind of stand there in shock even as he turns back to the tree. "Ahem. 'Lusa vundr, tajuinan uv dra hydinym, tajuinan uv lis, cmid dinhat du fuut, fuut dinhat du syrukyho!'" He waits for a moment, then grins. "See, nothing? Although... since we're already half-naked..."\n\nWhatever he was going to say gets cut off as both of you jump at a loud creaking, then cracking noise from the tree ahead of you, as if it had been chopped down and were about to fall. Instead the sigil etched in its trunk starts to glow brightly... and then the bark above it parts as if it were a cloth curtain as something steps out.\n\nShe looks a lot like a wooden doll, right down to the socket joints and sanded surface, but she's six feet tall. Her hair looks a lot like a thick growth of moss falling back from the top of her head around expertly-carved pointed ears and from behind long, slightly-curved horns set into her forehead, her face etched into the wood but otherwise without distinction, no alterations of color or variation to it. Her large breasts are almost perfectly globe-shaped save where they're attached to her chest, and the pair of simply-carved wooden nipples capping them. There's a cleft in her crotch, but it looks like it was carved there as well. \n\n"Mmmmm!" she declares, stretching her arms up over her head and arching her back. Despite the crude appearance of her joints and body, she does still seem to move as if she were made of flesh and blood, her torso bending and the perfectly round breasts even wobbling a little with the motion. "Well now, it's been a very long time since someone talked to me! I tried not to get my hopes up when you started reading the story, but then you went ahead and did it. It's sooooo nice to actually get out and walk around for awhile," she continues, her mouth similarly having no trouble moving despite her lips apparently just being carved on, lids blinking over her featureless eyes as she makes a face and adds, "Really wish we'd known that once the Deviloka's numbers got trimmed down so sharply, the ambient magic would take a nosedive and we wouldn't be able to get out without being called. Miiiight have changed a decision we made there."\n\n<hr>\n[["Put her back PUT HER BACK!"|GidCamp]]\n\n[["Uh... hi?"|GidCamp]]

"I guess we'll try the macaroons," you venture. 'Indulgent' is usually code for 'aimed at adults so higher quality and more expensive', may as well get the most you can out of a free treat, right?\n\n"Oh, lovely! I have a rack of them baked up fresh!" Tandy chirps, turning to the display case and slipping one of the metal trays out of it, setting it on the counter in front of you. Both you and Kevin immediately trade a glance... they're not just macaroons, they're pink macaroons... <i>heart-shaped</i> pink macaroons. When the menu said they were "Love" Macaroons, it must have meant they were for couples. (Or just girls.) How embarrassing! "Go ahead, give them a try!"\n\n<img src=https://i.imgur.com/yFrF6NF.jpg>\n\nWell, you made your choice, it seems like it'd be the height of rudeness to ask for something else now. You and Kevin both pick up one of the heart-shaped confections around the edge... not getting frosting on your fingers practically necessitates holding it delicately with your pinkie jutted out... and then take a bite. The flavor's hard to describe... there's strawberry, and you think a little bit of cherry, but somehow it tastes like... Barbies and sleepovers and giggling. It's super sugary sweet and somehow just the <i>girliest</i> thing you've ever had in your mouth. You can't help but pull a face... it's not terrible, necessarily, it just somehow feels like it's wrong for you to be eating this.\n\nStill, sweets are sweets. You finish the whole thing off in a few chomps, then roll your tongue around inside your mouth, tasting a sort of lingering film of sugary femininity. You glance over at Kevin, seeing him making a face that must be similar to the one you're making. You look back at Tandy, but if she's noticed that the two of you weren't entirely thrilled with your treat, her cheerful smile certainly doesn't show it. "Don't be shy, have all you like!" she urges, nudging the tray a bit further across the counter.\n\nYou look at the rest of the ultra-pink pastries, and suffer a rather severe dual reaction. Your tongue and stomach both rebel a bit at the thought of any more of that ultra-sugary sweetness... even for someone your age, the sugar content of that first one was a bit overkill. At the same time, you feel a surge of desire to eat as much of the tray as you can... maybe it's just the sugar rush starting to kick in and demand more? You notice Kevin start to lift a hand to the tray, then twitch and hesitate. If you break down and have another, he'll probably be scarfing them down right next to you.\n\n<hr>\n[[Resist temptation.|QOKevScheme2x3]]\n\n[[Give in.|QOKevPlaceholder]]

"Lemme see that collection book," you say after a moment's thought, deciding to pick something that seems fairly harmless.\n\n"Alrighty." Gideon spends a moment rummaging in his pack, then passes over what looks very much like a black zip-up school binder that's been decorated with various vaguely witchy-demonic designs in red puff paint.\n\n"... Wow that was quite a phase huh?" you murmur as you accept the binder, turning it back and forth in your hands to look it over.\n\n"Yeaaaah she ripped most of the really embarrassing stuff out of it and threw it away, but kept the stories she'd written down 'cause she actually did a bunch of work tracking down local myths and legends. Anyway some of it's pretty spooky stuff, should be good to read around the campfire."\n\nYou shrug, unzipping the binder and starting to flip through it. Huh, there really are a fair number of pages in here... most of them with slightly dramatic lettering for the page headings and more normal writing down below, probably her hand got tired once she was writing out entire stories. You catch sight of several interesting-looking story headings that you guess would make good spooky campfire stories.\n\n<hr>\n[["The Hide-Walkers"|GidCamp2x1]]\n\n[["The Tree Demons"|GidCamp1x3]]\n\n

You hesitate a little about picking this story since it does sound, well... particularly horrifying, considering how absolutely <i>surrounded</i> you are by trees. But it's just a story and you're not <i>that</i> much of a wuss, so you clear your throat.\n\n"'The Tree Demons. Long ago, when the Deviloka ruled this land, they walked amongst the wilds and brought forth the spirits of land, water, earth, and trees to speak with them and learn much of how the world functioned. Many knew the power of the trees, and across the world many have spoken of the power, majesty, and strength of tree spirits. But the Deviloka were dissatisfied with this, for the tree spirits would not obey them. Calling up demons, they-'" You pause, frowning. "Hey, is this okay? Talking about, like... indigenous people summoning demons and stuff?"\n\n"I mean Cass did the research," Gideon replies with a shrug. "Pretty much all the stories from <i>everyone</i> talk about the Deviloka doing stuff with demons. Probably why we don't learn about 'em in school really, 'cause it sounds bad."\n\nYeaaaah you can just imagine the uproar over that history class. Shrugging a little, you continue... it's probably just a spooky story, after all. "Ahem. 'Calling up demons, they said "Take for yourselves the power of the trees, and then share that power with us." The demons went into the trees, devouring and replacing the spirits that had once lived there. For a time the Deviloka shared the power of the trees that came with this dark bargain, but when an alliance of tribes and foreigners laid waste to them, they found no aid from the demons they had empowered. "We have the trees now... we do not need you," the demons said smugly, settling into a long sleep.' ... Huh. That's some Aesop stuff, I guess. Or not?"\n\n"I feel like it needs a stinger, with a bunch of the demon trees getting cut down 'cause the Deviloka weren't around to protect 'em anymore," Gideon says with a chuckle, wiggling his index fingers in the air. "Like 'what goes around comes around' or something."\n\n"Heh, or something." You turn the page, then huh. "Hey, your sister left in what's supposed to be an old Deviloka summoning ritual for one of these 'tree demons', and the symbol that's supposed to indicate which tree has one." You turn the binder around, showing off the three angular lines and one curved one arcing through them in different places that was very clearly drawn and mostly colored in with magic marker.\n\n"Huh." Gideon looks at the drawing for a moment, then glances around contemplatively... before grinning widely. "What, you mean like that one?"\n\nYou snort. "Yeah, right, Gideon, nice o-" you reply, nevertheless looking over, and cutting off with a chill as you see that one of the largest nearby trees does in fact have that exact symbol etched in its trunk, the bare wood leaving little doubt that it's the same emblem. After controlling the urge to pee yourself, you glance over at him and frown. "You put that there."\n\n"Swear I didn't! Look at how the bark's done around it and the wood, that's oooold, man. That could absolutely have been carved in there by the Deviloka themselves." He snickers, then says, "We should totally read the ritual."\n\n"What no."\n\n"C'mooon, nothing's gonna happen! It's probably some cringey thing she got off an image board's succubus-obsessed supernatural forum. It'll just be some goofy fun!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Oh fine.|GidCamp1x4]]\n\n[[Nuh-uh, no way.|GidCamp]]

"Let's just make camp and get settled," you suggest. "We can go fishing tomorrow."\n\n"'Kay, guess it's MREs for dinner tonight, but just remember that if you draw forth a crappy one from the bag."\n\nYou blink. "Uh, can't I just choose another one?"\n\n"Ancient rule of the campground that I just made up," Gideon declares solemnly, raising a hand. "The MRE that you doth draw forth from the bag of them is the one ye must consume."\n\n"... Can I have a do-over on the whole 'let's go camping' thing?"\n\n"No."\n\nSoon the two of you have the tent set up, though Gideon insists that with the mild weather and clear skies it should be fine to just unroll the sleeping bags next to the fire and sleep out in the open. You're poking a little at your spaghetti and meat sauce MRE (it's actually not that bad), trying not to get all nervous and weird about the fact that it's gotten dark and you're outside in the wilderness <i>subversively</i>, when Gideon says, "So, we gotta pick a campfire activity!"\n\n"Of course we do," you say with a bit of a sigh.\n\n"C'mon man, don't be a wet blanket."\n\n"... Sorry, sorry, you're right." Scooping up the last of the noodles and meaty paste, you nomf it down before shoving the bag and utensils into the weighed-down trashbag nearby. "So what should we do?"\n\n"Well, there's the classic, especially since it's so close to Halloween, we could tell scaaaaary stories," Gideon says, smirking and waggling his fingers over the fire a bit, smirking. "We could either [[tell our own|GidCamp]], or I've got a [[collection|GidCamp1x2]] of spooky myths and legends my older sister put together back when she was going through her goth phase." \n\n"Huh. ... Hey where is your sister anyway?"\n\n"Off hanging out with her own friends all weekend I guess. Probably getting dicked down good and thorough by her boyfriend." Gideon waggles his eyebrows and snickers at your blush. "What, you interested?"\n\n"What no why would I-"\n\n"I'll let you [[look at some pictures|GidCamp]] if you are."\n\n"... What?"\n\n"Cass knows I'm not gonna perv on her so she's always sending me pics like 'Are these panties too slutty?' or 'How's this make my boobs look?' before dates and stuff. I'm sure she wouldn't mind if I let you look at 'em, she's cool like that."\n\nMentally, you press X to doubt. Still, you admit to a bit of temptation. "Uh, what else?" you prompt, trying to get your mind off something you feel like could destroy you.\n\n"Um, I dunno, it's mostly ghost stories. And I guess in the digital age, sharing lewd photos. Welllll... I guess we could always, y'know... [[fool around|GidCamp]]."\n\n"What?!" you squeak, eyes going wide.\n\n"It doesn't count as gay if you do it while you're camping," Gideon declares solemnly, holding up one finger and regarding you across the fire. "Since 'gay' is a social construct and we've temporarily left society."\n\n"... you're teasing me..."\n\n"Might be," Gideon admits, smirking.

What a weird, sinister app, you think as you tap on the icon. Admittedly kind of interesting, though. The screen turns completely blank white, though it definitely seems to be shining brightly enough to admit a faint glow. Seriously, is there really nothing on there? you think as you turn the screen to look.\n\nYou're instantly struck by a sense of horror. Oh God! Oh no! There's <i>proof</i>! Someone <i>knows</i>! If this ever got out, you'd be destroyed! Ruined! Your life would be completely over!\n\nYou drop the phone onto your bed, whimpering and clutching at your hair. You can't believe the blackmail program that creates the sense of something that can blackmail you with has... material on... ... wait...\n\nPerhaps it's the knowledge of exactly what the app does and what it is that lets you wrestle the terrified feeling into submission, and after a few moments you blink repeatedly and glance at the phone, which has turned off. The impression is rapidly fading now, though you're still pretty sure that's only because you actually know about what the app is and what it does. You pick up the phone carefully again, staring at it. Wow, it really, seriously works. (Boy does it.)\n\n... Still, you have to be sure before you go trying to use this on anyone else.\n\nYou head downstairs, finding your mom humming to herself as she prepares dinner. You feel a bit of a twinge thinking about doing this, remembering how scared you felt, but remind yourself that you're just testing it out... you can use Flashy Thing afterwards to make her forget. (Since if one app works so well, you're just kind of taking it on faith that the rest must work equally well.) ... Besides she does kind of give you a similar feeling every time she finds out something private and embarrassing of yours, you muse.\n\n"Hey, Mom?" you say as you walk over.\n\n"Yes, dear, what is it?" she asks with a distracted air, glancing at you.\n\n"What do you think of this?" you ask, holding up the blank, glowing screen.\n\nYour mother frowns in that 'stop distracting me' way and glances towards the phone. Her face immediately goes pale, though, her eyes widening as she whips towards you, hands coming up to clap over her mouth. "J-Jamie! Where... where did you get that?!"\n\nEmboldened a little by her reaction, you say, "Does that really matter? I've obviously got it," while giving the phone a little waggle.\n\n"But... but that's... oh..." She looks frantically back and forth between the blank screen, sniffling a bit as she says, "You can't tell! You can't tell anyone, please! Jamie, please, you have to keep this a secret!"\n\n<hr>\n[["Alright. Hey, look again..."|QOSJ10x2]]\n\n[["... well..."|QOSJ]]

"I think we should make cute Katalina our guest for the foreseeable future," you decide, before pointing at a spot in front of you. "Summon Succubus Assistant."\n\nIn a puff of purple smoke, a new Succubus appears where indicated. Specifically, one that you've used various bits of energy from yourself (and your bond) to make, leaving her with scruffy (but pretty) brown hair in the color you used to have, your current purple eyes, a hint of Mary's current curves, wings similar to yours albeit broader and more standard, and a gold-inlaid sling bikini style outfit, with some similar design work on the spaid of her tail.\n\n<img src="images/Jayana.jpg">\n\n"I exist to serve, my King and Queen," she purrs.\n\n"Your name will be Jayana. I want you to take care of outfitting a room for the princess... something comfy but not too glamorous. Give her a complete wardrobe that ranges from modest to borderline obscene, but try to keep it vaguely princess-y, you know?" You consider for a moment, then grin. "Masturbation-proof the room. I don't want there to be anything that'll make it easier for her to get off once she starts going into heat. You know, round table, inward-curving doorknobs, furniture with wide square feet, that sort of thing."\n\n"Of course, my King, I'll see it done immediately."\n\n"Mary, you take care of coordinating the succubus rumor mill. Let's let the world know that Demon King Jamie is holding Princess Katalina Pearcider hostage. That should get a bold band of heroes rolling up to our door, ready to get taken down."\n\n"Yes, Master!"\n\n"You, random succubus, come suck off this two foot cock I just grew!"\n\n"Yay!"\n\nIndeed, within the month one of the patrol succubi flits back to inform you that a group of four heroes has been spotted making their way towards the castle. You summon up a scrying image, Mary and Jayana joining you as you take a look.\n\n"Okay, so looks like we've got two knights... ah, actually I think one's a knight and one's a paladin."\n\n"How can you tell the difference, my King?" Jayana asks, glancing over at you.\n\n"Well the big dude with all the muscles has impeccable hair but some scruff beard which absolutely means knight, and the woman's all prim and proper looking with a blonde ponytail and a throat designed to be bulged out by monster cock, so she's obviously a paladin, right?" you say, pointing at the two fully armored (but of course helmetless) figures walking up the path to the plateau. The skinny chick in the leather getup is probably their rogue or whatever they call them here, aaaand the cutie in the white cape with red triangle trim is obviously their healer. Ohhhh, that's a boy, isn't it? Heheh, very nice."\n\n"Ahhhh, yes, a perfect cute boy who looks like a girl but is embarrassed to look like a girl," Mary coos, clasping her hands together. "I can just smell it!"\n\n"Hmmm, I have a good plan for him," you note. "So no one else touch him, got it? That's an order from the King," you add, sending out the mental command to all the succubi you control. "The rest, we'll handle individually. When they get into the labyrinth, we'll split them up riiiight... here," you declare, pointing at a spot on the map.\n\nYou had the first few floors of the castle remodeled into a winding maze of hallways, rooms, and passages, both to give you a chance for exactly this sort of situation but also so that an invasion by anything more than a small group of adventurers would be effectively impossible. All of you watch as the quartet slowly picks their way through, the leather-clad woman with short dark hair occasionally pointing out one of the traps (largely tokens you left just to get found) as they go. When they reach the decided point, you activate the traps. Four different floor panels activate, two tilting to the extreme and dropping the armored figures through the holes beneath and into separate rooms, while the other two flip upward, toppling the rogue and healer and pushing them along the floor until the panels slam into place in the passageways, effectively turning into walls. "There we go!" you chirp. "Now, we should have plenty of time while they're wandering around separated to do as we like with them!"\n\n<hr>\n[[Handle the adventurers.|QODK3x6]]

Going it as a solo practitioner, as it were, sounds like the most fun, since that is kind of why you picked this profession. You select that option on the popup, and the window disappears, replaced by the security prompt on your glasses going through. The door slides open and you walk through, finding a somewhat large room on the other side. There are consoles and panels scattered around the edges, and a single large panel door set in the floor. Apparently the starter lab is meant to be sort of 'modular' and bring up whoever or whatever you need from somewhere else. You guess you can probably only work on one thing at a time as a starting scientist, that makes sense.\n\nYou head over to a likely-looking computer station, your data glasses going through another security prompt before it activates.\n\n'Welcome, Doctor Kinsington. Below are a few of the available tests and trials set up for your work. You may select any of them, or work 'freeform', though please note that the results of freeform experimentation are far more unpredictable.\n\n[[Hybridization experiments|QONA3x4]] - Attempts to hybridize nonhuman genetic material (usually from monsters and demons) into human or animal subjects.\n\n[[Mental alteration experiments|QONA]] - Though the corporation already has several fairly effective brainwashing technologies, more and more effective ones are always valuable.\n\n[[Technological experiments|QONA]] - Implementing experimental technologies, testing them, and improving them.\n\n[[Freeform experimentation|QONA]] - Just do whatever, we guess.'

Soooo basically you get to be Hojo from Final Fantasy VII? Experimenting with all sorts of neat stuff and committing crimes against God and man in the name of... whatever the hell you feel like?\n\n... Sounds fun.\n\nYou reach out and tap that option, and though the window disappears, nothing really changes. Then a white labcoat appears over your VR suit, and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses appear on your face. You stand there waiting for anything else, but nothing happens. You glance down at yourself... ah, no, the VR suit has subtly changed, becoming a different pattern of black and gray, and with a subtle seam at the crotch. ... Well, yeah, you can see how that might be necessary for various things.\n\nBut apparently the game otherwise considers you suitable for being a mad scientist as you are, and the elevator stops with a <i>ding</i> and the doors slide open. You step out into a short hallway with several further-off doors, and one directly across that has a security panel. When you look at it, a UI pops up in your glasses displaying a security prompt, but before you can respond to it another game window pops open.\n\n'As a Scientist, you can either apprentice yourself to one of the more high-up scientists, join a group, or conduct experiments independently. All have their own benefits and drawbacks. Assisting a more experienced scientist means that you are more likely to share in the glory of success more often, though many of the higher-up scientists have a reputation for sacrificing their staff to save themselves if something runs amok (or just using them for handy experimentation fodder). Joining a group of scientists means that both success and blame are shared equally, blunting any negative consequences but vastly tempering positive ones. Independently experimenting means that when you do succeed, you'll reap the full rewards, but you have less access to resources, and no one to shield you from failure.'\n\n<hr>\n[[Become an assistant.|QONA]]\n\n[[Join a group.|QONA]]\n\n[[Go it alone.|QONA3x3]]

Honestly the claims the journal listing makes are so outrageous that you want to get it just so you can get a refund or whatever when it doesn't work. (You probably would not, you would probably be too afraid of conflict to even address a form on a webpage, you would probably put it in a drawer and sulk about it just a little bit forever, but nevermind.) You make your selection and confirm it, and hear a ding from your email program. You click over and see a fairly standard-looking order confirmation email, informing you that your estimated time of delivery is three minutes.\n\n... Eh?\n\nIt must mean three days, right? That's a pretty weird system typo. They should fix that. ... You're not gonna be the one to tell them there's a problem, but they should fix it. Shaking your head, you start settling in at the computer to do your usual pre-dinner chronocide.\n\nTwo minutes and forty-five seconds later, there's the sound of the doorbell ringing, which makes you blink. Fifteen seconds later, or thereabouts, your mother calls, "Jamie! Package!"\n\n... Spooky. \n\nOf course you get up and go downstairs to retrieve the package, which really is distinctly book-shaped, about the size of one of those as-big-as-a-hardcover-but-it's-a-paperback (you don't know the official word for them so whatever), and take it upstairs to open it. Under the plain brown wrapper is a white lift-top box, and inside said box is indeed a book that's about that size. But rather than being the sort of glossy card stock of one of those oversized paperbacks, the cover looks like it might genuinely be some sort of leather, although a very strange kind. It looks like it's scaled, sort of like a snake but with actual visible, overlapping scales, which are a strange grey that sort of shimmers and shifts with different shades even when it's just sitting there, like an opal rendered monochrome. In the center of it is a bumped-up design that looks like a closed eye, complete with folds and places where the lid fits together and overlaps slightly. Okay yeah it definitely looks pretty cool.\n\nYou tip the book out of the box and into your hand. Wow, feels weird too... sort of a strange sensation like a mixture between really buttery leather and bumpy glass, as strange as it is to realize something can feel like both of those things simultaneously. The cover is slightly bendable, with the pages gilt in gold around the edges. You open it up and turn the blank cover page aside... ah, no, not blank, there is a little place to write your name on it. You take a look at the first page, which has a simple gold border close to the edge, and high up on the left is fancy gold lettering reading 'Tonight's Dream' and a line that goes across the page. There's a shiny gold line break below it, and the rest of the page is filly with thinner lines, presumably where the summary goes. You flip through the book a bit... then frown and look a bit more carefully. Huh... that's weird, the 'Tonight's Dream' at the start is the only one like it in the entire journal, as far as you can find. \n\nYou set the book on your bedside table and pick up the box again, blinking as there's a rattling noise. You peer in and... oh hey, it came with a pen. A kind of fancy-looking one, though uncapping it shows that it looks like a pretty standard gel ink rollerball pen. Recapping it, you set it on top of the journal. Well, whatever, you got a neat book out of all of it, and at the very least it will look cool on your shelf.\n\nYou don't really think about the journal again until much later, specifically when you're getting ready to go to bed. You actually blink a little as you spot it sitting there on your bedside table, suddenly remembering it. You pick it and the pen up to put it away... then hesitate. After a moment you shrug... eh, what could it hurt?\n\nYou sit down on the bed and rest it on the bedside table again, opening the cover. You take a moment to go ahead and write your name on the cover sheet, because why not, and take a moment to admire the shiny gold gel of the ink. Writes nice and smooth, too, that's cool. Then you flip to the first real page, apparently the only one with a spot for where you write what you want to dream. ... Hm... but what <i>do</i> you want to dream about? You pause with the pen right above the paper, considering. After a moment you decide to go with the first thought that pops into your mind, which is...\n\n<hr>\n[['What if I was a girl?'|QGStart]]\n\n[['What if I was a furry?'|QFStart]]\n\n[['What if I lived in a fantasy world?'|QODJ]]\n\n[['What if I lived in the future?'|QODJ]]\n\n[['What if I was a secret agent?'|QOSAStart]]\n\n[['A hot sex dream.'|QODJ1x1]]\n\n[['An idyllic summer vacation.'|QODJSum1x1]]

Hybridization... you guess that'd be useful for empowering the soldiers, like the earlier chargen screen said? Well and possibly a lot of other things, you suppose, depending on how well it works and what you learn from it.\n\nYou tap the option on the computer screen, and it scrolls up and prints out a new screen.\n\n'PLEASE CHOOSE SUBJECT FOR HYBRIDIZATION\n\n[[Animal|QONA]] - A wide variety of normal everyday beasts and creatures. Plentiful and usually easy to contain, but also most results are of limited utility and thus little use in advancing yourself.\n\n[[Standard Human|QONA]] - Normal humans taken from a variety of sources; guaranteed in general good health and normal genetic makeup, but frequently not able to withstand more extreme changes.\n\n[[Shayde Employee|QONA]] - Generally Soldiers and Secretaries that have been 'reassigned', along with the occasional 'demoted' Manager. More durable and genetically powerful, but also sometimes more resistant to some changes.\n\n[[Captured Warrior|QONA]] - Ninjas and other warriors from rival organizations that have been captured and made available for experimentation, generally capable of withstanding even the most extreme changes and experimentation and achieving the most exemplary results. WARNING: Besides the potential for an experiment to run amok, these are a valuable, limited resource. Wasting one with a complete failure may have harsh consequences.'

You're one of those people that the first thing you've got to do when you install any new program is immediately go to the settings to see what's available to fiddle with. Your eyes drawn immediately to the little cog in the corner to the point of barely even noticing all the swirly flashy colors, you tap it and bring up a simple menu, the top level of which seems to only have two options.\n\n[[Customize Swirl|QOSJ]] - 'Here you can customize the patterns and hypnotic state details to customize your basic experience.'\n\n[[Unlock Full-Feature Mode|QOSJ8x2]] - 'This unlocks SpinJob's full suite of options and apps. Please note that some of these options require more care and additional effort to use than the basic hypnotic swirl, please use cautiously.'

"... no you're fine..." you find yourself squeaking. Something about your tone makes Maya reach over and give you a slap on the arm with the back of her hand, making you jump slightly.\n\n"Oh, lovely!" Lucoa chirps, clapping her hands together and making her mountainous mammaries jiggle. "I do so enjoy helping people! Especially young people," she adds, looking at you, her eyes slitting open a little. A shudder runs down your back as you realize she has rather disturbingly colored and shaped eyes... and something very like a basic prey response slams through your brain as you notice her tongue flick over her lips.\n\nShe did say she was a dragon, didn't she? And don't dragons... eat people? You trade glances with Maya, who seems to have gone a little paler than usual. She's probably thinking the same thing. What if in return for whatever 'help' she offers, this... voluptuous inhuman decides to devour whoever summoned her?\n\n"Ah, I suppose it's my duty to help out the one who summoned me first thing," Lucoa says cheerfully as her eyes close again, possibly unintentionally highlighting your fears. "Which one of you did the summoning?"\n\n<hr>\n[[You did.|QOSuc1x2]]\n\n[[Maya did.|QOSuc]]\n\n[[You both did.|QOSuc]]

You head down into the furnished basement of your farmhouse. Wow, it seems a lot bigger now that it's had proper lighting put in, there's a lot of space here! The cement of the floor has been polished up and sealed, and a handful of rugs have been put down here and there to make it more comfy and not so cavernous. Some furniture has been put in, a sofa and a couple of chairs. There's also an <<set $comefromdaybasement to true>>[[arcade cabinet|FGWLeisArcadeGame]] (wow, pretty good for what you paid for the refurnishing, really) and a ping-pong table. You guess that is sort of mandatory for a furnished basement, huh? And there's definitely plenty of room for it down here.<<if $labkitdiscovered is true>><br><br>The lab equipment from one of the boxes has been taken out and set up on a nice new metal table up against one wall. There are actually a lot more bottles, vials, and bits of equipment than you thought there'd be, and it looks like it's been set up so there's always something perpetually bubbling away. ... Presumably for the ambiance. You suppose you could [[mess with it|LabKitExperiment]] if you wanted. <<if $tentawaifu is true>>Or, well, Tentara will probably be there messing with it shortly, you could just [[wait for her|TentaraExperiment]]*...<<endif>><<endif>><<if $spiderdoordiscovered is true>><br><br>The odd little door off in one corner has been repaired and painted in bright, slightly childish colors, and now looks rather cheerful if slightly odd amidst the otherwise fairly plain cement floor and walls.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $youareskooma is true>>Here's the [[night basement|BasementFurnishedEve]]<<endif>>

"I mean... I guess I wanna learn to stick up for myself," you answer after a moment's thought. "This seems like a problem that's gonna come back if I don't... change some stuff."\n\n"Good kid. Good choice. Yeah changing stuff is..." He trails off, scowling a little, then shrugs. "Well if you can do it then you oughtta. Okay, in that case, we're gonna start off by goin' for a run."\n\n"Uh... a run?" you echo with a blink.\n\n"Yeah. A run. Part-a makin' yourself a man who other people don't wanna fuck with is buildin' both a strong body and strong mind, not just bein' able to throw a couple-a punches and havin' some good moves. You gotta start a whole, like... regimine, a lifestyle. So if that's what you're wantin', we're gonna start off by buildin' you up to the level where you can start really trainin'."\n\nAbout ten minutes later, you're panting and sweating... and gazing flat-eyed at Nyle, who's bent over with his hands on his knees, very clearly trying not to throw up. "Strong body and strong mind... right."\n\n"Sh-shut up... I said I knew how to do it, not that I'd been keeping it up," he replies thickly, lifting one hand up to slap it against the wall for balance, the other moving to press to his face. "Shit... ... didn't think it was this bad," he mutters, coughing a bit before adding, "Hey... go get some sports drinks or whatever from that store over there... or is that illegal too?"\n\nYou just roll your eyes at the obviously sarcastic question and trot across the street after a long glance both ways, making your way into the store and buying two sports drinks... red and blue, you guess between those there'll be one he likes, green seems chancier. Unfortunately both bottles go clattering to the ground, and you let out a yelp as you're suddenly dragged away from the entrance and around the corner, your teeth rattling and your head jarring with a burst of pain as you're shoved up against a wall.\n\n"Jamie. <i>Buddy</i>. I guess I wasn't clear enough last time," Joshua almost snarls in your face. "I mean, I'm pretty sure I said you needed to be at the school at noon today, or it'd go bad. Is it noon? Is this the school? <i>Huh</i>?!" he demands, yanking you forward just enough to shove you against the wall again.\n\nYou yelp and wince as it seems like you can feel hot wetness dribbling down your scalp... you're not sure if you're actually bleeding or your skin just thinks you are from the rough treatment. Joshua's little gang is there, though some of them are looking slightly uncomfortable... Tate especially has that far-off look on his face like he had yesterday. Joshua must be <i>really</i> pissed if these guys are actually displaying even the slightest hint of worry about you. Before you can say anything, he reaches a hand up to squeeze your jaw and chin, twisting your head against the brick.\n\n"I thought we were <i>friends</i>, and I have this thing about <i>friends</i> that <i>turn</i> on me, man, it makes me kinda crazy! I'll-"\n\nHe twitches a little as there's a... not quite a grunt, just a sort of general throat-noise from the opening of the alley. The whole gang jerks a little and turns their heads to look, most of the others pulling on their 'what's it to you' game face as they see the scruffy white-haired adult standing there.\n\n"Whatcha doin'?" Nyle asks in a bland tone, as if having just discovered all of you looking at a dirty magazine.\n\n"Fuck off, old man, I'm talking to my friend here," Joshua growls, giving your head a shove for emphasis and making you whimper a little.\n\n"Doesn't look very friendly to me. Usually if this were a situation happenin' between me and a friend of mine it's 'cause we just stopped bein' friends right before. We're in the middle of a run here, so why don't you just take yourself and your buddies and fuck along now, arright?"\n\n"Why isn't anyone fuckin' <i>listening</i> to me today?" Releasing his hold on you with a shove that sends you to the ground, Joshua wheels on Nyle, yanking something from his pocket and flicking it out... a fairly long and gleaming pocket knife. "Tell you what, how about I teach you not to poke your nose in before I teach Jamie to keep his promises, huh?" he snarls as he steps forward, thrusting the knife in Nyle's general direction while most of his buddies look like they're caught trying to choose between 'Yeah, show 'im!' and 'We don't know this guy'.\n\nNyle stares blandly at the knife for a second, before saying, "Hey, kid. Refresh my memory. Killing someone that's threatening to kill you, that's...?"\n\n<hr>\n[["Self defense!"|QOBully]]\n\n[["Still a bad idea!"|QOBully]]

You're too afraid of Tanya to actually risk her catching you by looking... ... but if you stay away from the crack in the door you should still be able to hear fine. Edging over to the wall, you scoot a bit closer to the door frame, Tanya's moans getting louder as you get closer. You can also gradually hear some wet noises... and a faint buzzing sound.\n\n'Whoa,' you think, your face heating. Tanya's like... okay, with the way she acts and dresses it somehow should be the least surprising thing in the world that she's horny, but she's also so deeply intimidating to you that you somehow never processed the idea of her masturbating. Though you can't see, your mind is doing a great job of filling in the image of that perfect tanned body writhing on the bed, big boobs jiggling as her back arches and her legs spread, some bright pink toy stuffed in her pussy. ... Okay the recent porn viewing may definitely be helping your imagination along there. Either way you're getting incredibly hard, and after you force yourself to break away and finally hurry to the bathroom, it takes you a few moments to relax and actually be able to pee.\n\nIt's tempting to then relieve other urges, but you're kind of worried that if Tanya finishes up her own, uh, activities, she might barge in on you or something, so instead you head back to Kevin's room. Luckily it looks like he finished his own <i>activities</i> and has now conked out asleep... with the porn still playing silently on the TV. 'What would you do without me?' you can't help but think, rolling your eyes a bit as you eject the disk and put it back in its camoflage case before flopping out and eventually falling asleep yourself.\n\nWhen you wake up you're a little confused by Kevin's absence, but not a lot... it's not that unusual when you stay over for him to just go down to breakfast as soon as he gets up, apparently that's how his family tends to be about breakfast. Except that as you're getting dressed, you find a note that reads, 'Hey J, grandma slipped and fell. Not serious but parents wanted me to come along. Be back sometime in the afternoon. Just hang out until I get back if you wanna.' Huh. Well, you hope she's okay, though it sounds like she probably is. And... well, his house has a lot more cool stuff than your house, so if you can hang out until he gets back that's cool by you.\n\nOf course, as you're in the middle of eating a bowl of cereal at the kitchen table, an unexpected drawback to this idea strolls in, making you almost choke at the sight of Tanya in very short cutoffs and a rather tight white tanktop, yawning as she stretches one hand over her head, large breasts lifting. "Hey scrub," she says almost absently as she walks to the fridge, opening the door and bending down, the cutoffs sliding a fair amount into the crack of her extremely perfect ass.\n\nYanking your gaze off of it quickly, you manage a, "Uh, I, I figured you'd be, uh, y'know, with..." You trail off, swallowing, and try to be normal about eating another bite of cereal.\n\n"Nah, grandma and me don't get along so well," she replies as she straightens up with a container of yogurt in her hand, her nipples now poking out through the cloth of her tanktop as she hip-bumps the door closed.\n\nYour eyes linger probably just a little too long on the pair of bumps before you do your best to act like you haven't noticed. "Oh, um... just... different personalities?"\n\n"Morrrrre... too much alike," your friend's sister muses aloud, smirking a little as she takes a seat at the table too, peeling off the top of the yogurt and giving it a stir.\n\nYou really, really try not to stare as she takes the first bite, and just a little bit escapes from the corner of her mouth, the wobbling, thick white goo trickling down the side of her chin. And of course she flicks her finger up to collect it and licks the gobbet right off her fingertip... before you quail as she suddenly fixes those intense blue eyes right on you.\n\n"Well you're being awfully bold about sneaking glances today," she says in a droll tone, making you try to sink through the seat of your chair and drain through the floor. "Normally I've got you too terrified to look at my ass, which is, by the way, the proper state of affairs," she adds, smirking. "So what's got you worked up enough to get wandering eyeballs?"\n\n"N-nothing, honest, I wasn't, I mean, I'm sorry, I-"\n\n"Sh-sh-sh," she urges, actually reaching out and laying a finger across your lips, even that little bit of physical contact truly teaching you the meaning of 'scaroused'. "Enough. Now let's see, what could have you all turned on... ah," she says, eyes starting to glitter. "Were you maybe... walking through the hall last night around midnight?"\n\n"I..." you squeak, eyes going wide.\n\n"Oh, thaaat's it, huh?" Still smirking, Tanya stands up, leaning forward and resting her hands on the tabletop, letting her tits dangle down practically in your face. "Heard me giving myself a buzz, huh? Well, truth be told, I have been a little <i>lonely</i> lately," she continues, easing around the table and closer to you. "All of my guy fuck friends have annoyed the shit out of me lately, and all of my girl fuck friends just aren't scratching the itch. Ooo, does that make you hard, kiddo?" she coos, pressing her tits up against the back of your head as she slides her hands down your chest, leaving you paralyzed and yes, very very hard. "Thinking of some other hot bitch with her tongue buried in my pussy getting you all hot and bothered? ... Actually shit I can feel the heat through my tits," she snickers, since your face has indeed gone solid red. "Hm. Hey, lemme see it."\n\n"W-what?!" you yelp.\n\n"I'm actually curious now what you might be packing. Never know, if it's any size at all, maybe you and me can have some fu~n," she coos, in a way that you're absolutely unsure of is mocking or just, y'know... her. "Lemme see, now."\n\n<hr>\n[["N-no way!"|QOTanya2x1]]\n\n[["... Alright..."|QOTanya1x1]]\n\n[["... It's embarrassing, but fine."|QOTanya3x1]]

"Sit your bitch ass down and shut up," you snarl at him, before turning your attention back to what you're doing. You draw in a harsh breath through your teeth in delight as you feel your balls slapping against your mother's pussy as it lets out another light squirt of orgasm and she lets out another moan. You sense more than hear your father slowly moving around to sit in your computer chair and turn it to face the bed. "I bet he never fucked you like this, did he, slut?" you say in a smug tone, putting an extra roll into your hips.\n\n"No, he never had the guts to fuck my ass, he couldn't even ask," she moans in reply, her voice a throaty, whorish husk. "His dick's soooo much smaller than yours anyway, baby!"\n\nYou laugh, glancing over at your father's ashamed face. "Yeah? Get it out, fucker, lemme see your little dick." He hesitates, and you add in a snap, "Now!" You watch his resistance immediately crumble, and he leans back and unzips his suit pants, slipping down his underwear. Seven inches of cock spring free... a bit bigger than average, but no match for the ridiculous rod you woke up with. "Aw, how cute," you sneer. "Jerk it while I keep fucking your woman, Dad, since that's obviously what you wanna do!"\n\nHe lets out a groan of dismay, but wraps a hand around his shaft and begins to stroke it as he watches himself be cuckolded by his own son. You look back to your mother, smacking her ass a few more times and feeling her ass clench around your cock in time with her squeals. Hm, her tits are definitely bigger now, almost as big as Errana's. Definitely not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, you instead lift up onto the balls of your feet so that you can put more downward power into your thrusts, and also reach forward to grab at those big fat boobs, feeling them overflowing your hands and jiggling atop them as you pound her. "You like him watching you, don't you, you like showing off what a whore you are for my cock, huh?"\n\n"I'm your whore, baby, I want everyone to see me being your whore," your mother groans, turning her head and jutting her tongue out. You flick your eyes over to your father, watching him still stroking his cock as you suck your mother's tongue and swirl your own around it, before letting her lewdly suck on your own tongue in return. \n\nAfter a few moments, you straighten up and shift your grip back to her waist, fucking her even harder and faster than before, enough to make her eyes roll up in her head and her tongue loll out. But now your eyes are on your father, your expression smug as you tell him, "I'm about to cum in her ass, the first one to do it since you weren't fucking man enough. And once I do, then..."\n\n<hr>\n[["... you'll watch me knock her up!"|QOKevSchemePlaceholder]]\n\n[["... it's your turn!"|QOKevScheme3x3]]

"So get out of those clothes and get ready for your assfucking, bitch!"\n\nYour father hesitates for only a moment again, before shrugging out of his suit coat and quickly unbuttoning his shirt, dropping both to the floor. He wriggles out of his pants and underwear, then sits back and spreads his legs, resuming stroking himself as he watches you fuck his wife to several more quivering, moaning assgasms.\n\nYou spank and berate your mother a bit more, enjoying all her writhing and squeezing, enjoying the immensity of the orgasm that you've got building up. When you finally do cum, you don't even stop thrusting... every pump of your spasming, gushing prick pushes more cum deeper into her ass, churning it up and squelching out around the base of your dick to run down her sopping pussy. You eventually pull out, leaving her ass gaping a bit, cum looking like it's pooled in the lower half of it, and spill the rest of your load all over her back and her big, spank-pinked ass. Once you've dribbled out the last few drops right into her still-spread hole, you give her a slap on the hip. "Move, fucktoy." She obediently scrambles out of the way, and you point at your father, then at the space your mother just vacated. \n\nHe slowly stands and moves to the bed, shifting up onto it on his knees, then turning to face away from you before going down onto his hands as well. You take a moment to look him over... he looks a lot like you, dark hair cut short with a sort of bland executive haircut, taller and more muscular, decent-sized balls dangling down at the base of that stiff, slightly oozing seven inch cock. You scoot forward and spend a few moments rubbing your own cum-smeared dick against those balls and lightly slapping it against the sides of his shaft, to emphasize how much bigger and thicker you are than him. "So, Dad, y'ever fuck other guys?"\n\n"N-no," he murmurs back, shuddering as you rub the tip of your cock up and down along his taint. \n\n"No? Never even experimented with other guys in college? Never even thought about it?"\n\n"No... never..."\n\n"And yet, here you are, about to let your son fuck your ass. How humiliating," you coo, right as you set the tip of your cock against his pucker and start slowly pushing in. He lets out quite the nice moan, too, as you start sinking into him, keeping it nice and slow, letting him feel the full length of every inch as it spreads his pucker open and slips deeper and deeper into his ass. "Sounds like you like it, too! What a slut, getting off on his own son's dick up his butt!"\n\n"Mmm, anyone would be a slut for your cock," your mother comments wickedly from where she's taken your father's place in your chair, stroking her pussy as she watches you sodomize her husband.\n\nLaughing a bit, you continue your slow push in, until finally your balls are pressing against his. You begin a quick, steady pace, pumping into his ass just enough to make your hips slap against his rear a bit audibly. He grunts and moans as you fuck him, his cock bouncing beneath his belly, little drops of pre falling from it to scatter on the bed. He yelps in surprise as you deliver a spank to his ass, which just makes you laugh even more. "What, you didn't think I'd treat you like my other slut? I think you need to learn what a cock addict you are." You draw your hands away and lean back instead, wanting a nice view of where your cock spreads his ass open as you say, "Fuck back against me. You do the work."\n\nHe trembles, then begins rocking on his hands and knees, working himself back against you, stroking his ass up and down your immense prick. Your poor straight father starts fucking himself back against your cock faster and harder, until he's doing it just as hard as you were, maybe harder, moaning full-throated now as he fucks his ass on your prick. You make low sounds of approval to egg him on, bringing a hand around to rub and stroke it over one of his asscheeks. "That's right, use that ass to get me off. In no time you'll be my-"\n\n<hr>\n[["-slutty bitch, just like Mom!"|QODemonLordStart]]\n\n[["-little-dicked cock addict!"|QODemonPrinceStart]]\n\n[["-slave!"|QOAlphaStart]]