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@@.title; Refugee. @@ @@.caption2;Disclaimer All characters and places are entirely fictional. All characters are 18+ All interactions are strictly and completely consensual. I don't own any media included in this game. Message me if you own it and want it removed. Do NOT proceed if you are under 18(or 21 in some jurisdictions) The protagonist is from a conservative culture, the story is presented in the way he sees the world. It does not reflect the author's personal views.@@ Hey! I appreciate you playing my game. If you like it, consider <a href="https://t.me/+PrwtI2TmcLhhODM0" class="tg-link">supporting</a> to get @@.imp-text;gallery access, dream scenes and early updates(15 days before public release) for $5.@@ I'll also regularly release interesting @@.imp-text;DLCs exclusively on Telegram.@@ <div class="social-links"> <a class="icon-link" href="https://t.me/+PrwtI2TmcLhhODM0" target="_blank"> <img src="img/tglogo.png"> </a> </div> <<linkreplace "Note for those who want to support">> I'm using Telegram for funding. I understand I'm an outlier in not using Patreon. Let me explain why. Patreon is known for banning devs out of nowhere, applying their terms of service inconsistently. I'm not going to include extreme content(check disclaimer) but I don't want to look over my shoulder all the time and live with the risk of losing all my money on a random Tuesday. @@.imp-text;Good to know:@@ By supporting on Telegram, you avoid the massive risk of being blacklisted by Paypal for any future use. For example if you want to open up your own business in the future, being blacklisted by Paypal would be a major headache. This has happened to many Devs and their subscribers before. On Telegram, you're just buying stars, they could be used for whatever reason as far as your bank is concerned. Paypal mfs aren't involved at all. I hope you'll appreciate the privacy. @@.imp-text;Tip:@@ <a href="https://web.telegram.org/a/" target="_blank" class="tg-link">Use Telegram web</a> or <a href="https://telegram.org/android" target="_blank" class="tg-link">Telegram android app from their official website</a> to avoid paying a cut to the cunts at Google and Apple when you buy stars. [[Proceed|avselect]] <</linkreplace>>

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<<if $showMoney>> $money <</if>> <<if $showDayCounter>> <div class="dayCounter"> Day <<= $day >> </div> <</if>>

[img[$uAvatar]] This is $playerName. He's always been balls over brains. But his mother wanted him to be a doctor. @@.dialogue-npc;My son won't rot at the farm.@@ She said to his father who wanted another hand at their family farm. He wanted neither but figured its better sleeping in classes than getting yelled at by his dad while picking cotton all day. Outside classes, school wasn't so bad. He was on the school basketball team. One of these matchdays, he got a nasty tackle from a classmate. Never one to avoid confrontation, he decided to deal with him in the locker room. <video controls> <source src="vids/fight-school.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> $playerName didn't have no black belts but he was a dogged fighter. He pushed him against the wall with brute strength while the guy was flying his hands around. Once against the wall, bro got cooked. Too cooked. Broken nose, ribs. Next day, his parents came to school threatening to call the cops on $playerName. The headmaster talked them out of it. Ultimately, they agreed that he'll be expelled. His mother's dream shattered. His father vindicated. Back to the fields he goes. [[Days went by]]

It was a nightmare. Cotton picking ain't easy and the scortching midday sun doesn't help. But the worst part was his dad shouting at him. <video width=300 height=150 controls> <source src="vids/youCanNevaMakeit.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> Until one day, army recruiters came to his village. Seeing it as his Hail Mary, he ran away from the farm and signed up for recruitment. With his impressive physique, he passed the tests with flying colors. He bid your parents farewell and joined the army. At first, it was mostly manual labor. Cleaning toilets, doing laundry, long marches. <<linkreplace "But then there was a coup">> \ General Cillian Mugappe overthrew the government in a military coup. <img src="img/dictator.png" width=500 height=600> For Supreme leader Mugappe, the only population group that mattered was the army. And he understood that to keep the army happy, he had to fund them well and keep them engaged. So he declared war on the neighboring country. [[You were deployed on the frontlines|frontlines]] <</linkreplace>>

In the peacetime bureaucratic bullshit, $playerName never had the chance to prove himself. But at war, he truly came alive. He excelled at combat and swiftly rose through the ranks to become an officer with 50 men under his command. In addition to doing the grunt work, he was among the guys on ground collecting the loot. Most of it went to higher ups but he took a cut too and amassed a small fortune. There were also women of the enemy state. Left behind by their dead husbands and brothers and fathers. Because of their inate evolutionary desire to mate with the strongest, they welcomed their conquerors, with open arms. <<linkreplace "And open legs">> \ <video controls> <source src="vids/openlegs.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> Life was good. He did ocassionally hear bickering by the Northern Alliance about him and his comrades commiting crimes against humanity. He never cared much about it. Besides they did the same things in other countries so their words don't matter, he thought. [[About that]] <</linkreplace>>

One night while walking around at night with his comrades, $playerName saw a dozen or so missiles in the sky. One of them struck a few hundred meters from him with crazy speed. <video width=200 height=300 controls> <source src="vids/bombing.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He ran to his apartment seeking shelter. The base and its vicinity got pounded all night. There was nothing he could do about it. Communication was cut, power was out. At dawn, he looked out the window. <<linkreplace "Carnage">> <video controls> <source src="vids/aftermath.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> The whole town, mostly Inhabited by the military, was in tatters. He'd been lucky to not get blown up into a thousand pieces during the night. But with airstrikes still ongoing, he could only be lucky for so long. This was the most dangerous place for him to be. He quickly packed up the most essential items: cigarretes, lighter, cash, handgun, phone, pager. Hoping his car was okay, [[he left his apartment.]] <</linkreplace>>

Somehow, his car was okay. @@.thot;This must be ma's prayers.@@ he thought. Speaking of ma, you decide to go back to your village which was a couple of hours away. and then boom. A bomb fell 50 meters away from his car. <video controls> <source src="vids/bombing-car.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He barely survived He turned on radio to figure out what the fuck was going on. About 15 minutes later, the white noise gave way to news. He found out the Northern Alliance had declared war on your country! Last night they had launched an all out amphibious assault on the country coupled with airstrikes and arming rebels of the Uruk hai tribe, rival of the Spakh tribe of supreme leader Mugappe. They had already surrounded the capital! Now $playerName loved the supreme leader as much as the next soldier but you wasn't gonna risk his neck for him. He couldn't go back to his village either because it was Spakh territory and, may god forgive me for uttering their name, Uruk hai bastards might've attacked it now that they were strong. $playerName called his parents and told them to leave the village and stay at his uncle's house, in an unimportant village(their cows skinny af) He drove a few miles onwards to a mess hall where he hoped to find some comrades to plan on the next course of action. Sure enough, you found 10 or so fellow soldiers. Everyons scared and planning to escape. One of them confidently suggested: @@.dialogue-npc;We should take a boat to the Northern continent. We aren't far from the sea. I can arrange the boat if you all chip in.@@ Bro's genius can be frieghtening. Was he joking? $playerName questioned him: @@.dialogue-u;We're at war with the Northern continent, they control the seas. You want us to cross the seas they control, to get to their land??@@ @@.dialogue-npc;They won't give a fuck about a small boat as long as we keep distance. And once we're there, we'll claim to be victims of the Mugappe regime.@@ After some back and forth, he finally asked him: @@.dialogue-npc;You got a better plan?@@ He didn't have a plan. So he decided to [[go along.]] At least he won't be the only one getting cooked.

When they reached the small fishing harbour, they found out the guy who they rented the ship from, had rented it to dozens of other people and ran away! The plan was already leaky, now the boat was leaky too. But no other way now. It went... as well as could be expected. Some people fell overboard. Some got seriously sick. It was cold, then hot, then it was raining. Nothing between them and the weather in the middle of the sea. Food was limited. Fights broke out over food and life jackets. 4 killed, many wounded. Someone stole all the money $playerName had left after paying the fisherman. He wondered if he'll ever feel dry again. Those few days felt like forever. [[Present]]

<<set $showDayCounter = true>> \ But he survived. Their ragged, beaten down boat finally touched the shore. He jumped out the boat and laid down on the warm sand. On the beach, he sees a peculiar site. <video controls> <source src="vids/girlsOnbeach.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.thot;What whores.@@ Women could never walk around like that in his country. He wants to tell them to put a shirt on but stops. He doesn't want any more trouble. Then he sees a beautiful ship coming towards the beach. As it gets closer, he sees what's on deck... <video controls> <source src="vids/girlsOnyacht.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He wants to jump on that ship and take them all one by one. @@.thot;They're practically begging for it,@@ he thinks. While eye-banging, he smells something horrible. It's coming from himself. He [[goes to a more secluded spot|exlevent1]] to wash it off.

The officer takes his pictures, fingerprints and asks for his name, date of birth, country and such. Then, a man screens him to see if he carries any diseases that might spread in their country. The officer then tells him to report to a lawyer. There's long queue of people waiting to see the lawyer. $playerName doesn't even know the point of talking to a lawyer so he resigns himself to a nearby bench. Some time later a woman approaches him. <img src="img/lawyer.jpg"> He hasn't fucked for weeks, even an Uruk hai woman would do for him but these women are something else... he wants to throw away her coat, rip open her shirt and take her then and there, risking it all. She catches him staring at her and introduces herself @@.dialogue-girl;Stranger: Hey! My name is Liya, I'm a volunteer lawyer for the Open Shores NGO. We help refugees like yourself with whatever we can to make their lives easier. I'm here to help you in your asylum case. Please come with me.@@ He follows her, watching her swaying body. <img src="img/lawyerBack.png"> Its good he didn't get in line, like the other sheep, to see that fat sweaty lawyer. [[You reach her office]]

<img src="img/lawyeroffice.webp"> He's now in her office. Just him and her. He controls his intrusive thoughts. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Please take a seat. First off, Its a shame whats happening to your country. Its heartbreaking.@@ He'd forgotten that for a moment. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I'm ashamed of the actions of my country. We're ruled by criminals and monsters.@@ He didn't expect to hear those words from a Frankian. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName : It was hell. I almost died.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Thats the worst part! They're targeting civilian areas!@@ That may be true but he wasn't attacked in no civilian area. He keep his mouth shut. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: If you don't mind, lets discuss your asylum application. Before you answer, let me tell you, anything discussed between us is protected by attorney client privilege.@@ He gives her a confused look. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: It means I won't tell anyone else anything about this conversation.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I understand.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: What were the circumstances which forced you to escape? Where were you when the Northern Alliance attacked?@@ She seems sincere and there's the attorney-client privilege she just explained. But he wonders if he should expose his secret. [[I was a commander in the army, our base was attacked(Truth)|reveal][$lawyerPasttruth = true]] [[My neighbourhood was attacked(Lie)|lie][$lawyerPasttruth = false]]

@@.progress;Budding interest ❤️‍🔥@@ She looks at him, intrigued. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Ohh... I wasn't expecting that...@@ She looks at you up and down. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Are you ok btw? Did you have a medical check yet?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Not yet. I have some wounds.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: God! Let me see.@@ He pulls his shirt up. <img src="img/scars.jpg"> She glances for about 5 seconds then slightly runs her hand across. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: This is bad! I'll arrange a checkup with my collegue Natasha right away. She's a nurse. I'm sorry the doctor is on vacations but Natasha should be able to look after you.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Thanks.@@ She calls the nurse, arranging an urgent checkup. She gives him the directions to the checkup room which is in the same building. As he's leaving: @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: You're a strong man to have survived and made it here after everything.@@ Is she flirting with you? Or are you just horny? You give her a light smile. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I'll see you later.@@ He'll wait for that. [[Off to the nurse|nurse]]

He reaches the nurse's office. She invites him to sit down. <img src="img/nurse/nurseRoom.jpg"> @@.dialogue-nurse;Nurse: Hello, I am Natasha. Liya told me you have some combat related injuries. Of course that's very vague, I'll have to thorougly examine you. Let's go to the checkup room.@@ He looks at her as she's inspecting his wounds. He likes what he's seeing. <img src="img/nurse/nurseCheckup.jpg"> @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: The wounds are very deep in some places. But *you* should be able to recover well.@@ She says looking at his muscular body. @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: There's one more thing I need to check. Trauma so close to thighs and lower belly can affect your male organ. I'll have to check it if that's ok@@ Strange he thinks. He's been hard practically the whole time since he came to this country. But he's just a thick soldier and she's a learned woman [[so he agrees to it.]]

The thought of the nurse checking his dick has him hard. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/dickExam.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: You have some size to you...@@ She then looks back to see if the door is closed. Her room connects to a busy lobby with people passing by all the time. <img src="img/nurse/nurseParanoid.png" width=500 height 500> @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Now we'll see if it reacts properly to sensation.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Wait wh- @@ <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurseBJ.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> She gets on her knees and starts sucking his dick. He's about to mention the absurdity of the moment but nah, he's not gonna complain about his steak being too juicy, his lobster too buttery. She removes her coat and he immediately goes for breasts under her tight shirt <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurseUnbutton.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Now, I'll check your testicles.@@ <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurseBallscheck.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He's going to be a regular patient thats for sure. <img src="img/nurse/allgood.png" width=500 height 500> She gives him a smile that gets his blood roiling. Carnal. He would, and did, go to war for this. He's ready to take her down. But then... she stops. @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: I've examined your male organ thoroughly. Fortunately, there is nothing to worry about.@@ Her tone professional and calculated now, she speaks as if she does this everyday. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: We're not gonna finish this?@@ @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Finish what? I've checked you comprehensively. You must take the ointment I wrote down and show me your wounds regularly.@@ With that she presses the bell for the next patient to come in. @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: That will be all, $playerName.@@ @@.thot;No it's not@@ he thinks. He would've taken her down if it weren't for another patient coming in. He will take her. [[he leaves, for now|lobby]]

As he's leaving, he sees two guys backed against the wall of the room he just left. Both look at him, one almost laughing. He walks away and they start talking. @@.dialogue-npc;First the doctor then the cop and now bloody migrants? This bitch crazy.@@ They heard it. @@.dialogue-npc;Yeah whats next the fucking janitor?@@ @@.dialogue-npc;She might even do your ugly ass.@@ That makes it make sense. @@.thot;I will take that whore next time.@@ [[Now what?]]

@@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I'm so sorry to hear that. Have you gotten medical attention yet?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: No. I was checked for diseases though.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Then that's our first priority. I'll arrange a checkup with my collegue Natasha right away. She's a nurse. I'm sorry the doctor is on vacations but Natasha should be able to look after you.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Thanks.@@ She calls the nurse, arranging an urgent checkup. She gives him the directions to the checkup room which is in the same building. As he's leaving: @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: You're a strong person to have survived and made it here after everything.@@ [[To the nurse|nurse]]

Sun sets soon. $playerName wonders where he'll sleep tonight, whether he can leave this facility or not. There's also the question of how to make a living for himself. Maybe he could work as a security guard. Or he could work as a hand in a farm. And before all that, there's the question of whether he'll even be allowed to stay in this country. He's afraid they might imprison him for his past. Or worse, torture and kill him. Maybe the lawyer can guide him. He can't think of anything else. [[He goes to her office]]

$playerName tells the lawyer's assistant he'd like to talk to her. He asks him to wait as she's seeing other clients. Some clients later, $playerName tell the assistant: @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Tell her $playerName wants to talk.@@ He asks him to wait further but agrees to go inside after an argument. He comes back after some time. <<if $lawyerPasttruth>> @@.dialogue-npc;Madam Liya will see you now.@@ He gives the assistant a smug look and [[enter the office.|no wait]] <<else>> \ @@.dialogue-npc;Madam Liya asks you to wait for your turn.@@ The assistant gives him a smug look as he goes back to rest against the wall and wait and wait and wait @@.caption2;Hint: I guess strong scarred men with shady pasts interest her more than poor fucking civilians.@@ [[He waits for his turn.|After wait]] <</if>>

He enters as another guy leaves the office. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: $playerName! How was your checkup?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: It wasvery good. She thinks I can recover soon.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Of course you will!@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I was wondering if I can leave this facility. I lost everything on that boat ride. I want to take on a job to stand on my feet again.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Ah! A man of action. Unfortunately, you can't do that just yet. First, you'll have to be processed. Due to the sudden influx of so many asylum claimants, that might take some days. When your asylum application is admitted, you'll be given accomodation, food and some cash every week for your subsistence. You won't have access to labour market right away.@@ He's shocked. They'll give him money for free?? I mean, they did destroy his country and the life he had there. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Until your asylum claim is admitted, you'll have to stay at this facility. There are beds here but you might have to sleep on a bench or a chair due to overcrowding.@@ He makes an annoyed face. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Or... you can stay at my office if you like. The couches here are better than a bench haha.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Yes I would like that.@@ He's not outwardly expressive in his gratitude. He says it with audacity, as if she was required to accomodate him somehow. And weirdly, that makes her think she's achieved something: satisfy a man who isn't easily pleased. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Can you please wait outside for a bit? I'll deal with the remaining clients and then you can come back in and make yourself comfortable.@@ [[After some time waiting]]

$playerName enters as another guy leaves the office. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: How was your checkup?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: It was very good. She thinks I can recover soon.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Of course you will@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I was wondering if I can leave this facility. I lost everything on that boat ride. I want to take on a job to stand on my feet again.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Unfortunately, you can't do that just yet. First, you'll have to be processed. Due to the sudden influx of so many asylum claimants, that might take some days. When your asylum application is admitted, you'll be given accomodation, food and some cash every week for your subsistence. You won't have access to labour market right away.@@ He's shocked. They'll give him money for free?? I mean, they did destroy his country and the life he had there. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Until your asylum claim is admitted, you'll have to stay at this facility. There are beds here but you might have to sleep on a bench or a chair due to overcrowding.@@ He makes an annoyed face. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I'm sorry it has to be this way. Once you get processed, we can start working on your case.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Now, if that is all.@@ He leaves, preparing himself mentally to [[spend the night on a steel bench somewhere.|sleep1]]

$playerName enters the lawyer's office to find out she's ordered food for him. <img src="img/ribeye.png"> @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: You must be hungry.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I could eat a horse.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Laughs Yeah well I ordered with your size in mind.@@ She says while checking him out. He poses like a gorilla showing off his body. She lets out an unhinged laugh this time. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Looks amazing.@@ He met her at his lowest and thought she's out of his league in status. Now he's having dinner with her. He's batted way out of his league before and he will this time. He catches her looking at him as he devours the ribeye. @@.thot;This must be new for her@@ he thinks. Usually the guys she meets must be nervous keeping appearances while eating with her. Or tinkering with their gay little spoons and forks. he thinks she likes this change. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: This was a great date.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: Date? I'm married I'll have you know!@@ She says playfully. He's seen her husband's picture on her desk. <img src="img/nerdlawyer.jpg"> There's no way he satisfies her. Marriage of convenience at best. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Don't let your husband stop you from finding the love of your life.@@ He can see that hit home. She raises her eyebrow but stays silent. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: And I don't like that you paid for all this. We must have another date so I can pay for you.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: It's completely okay for women to pay on a date.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: No its not ok.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: $playerName, in our country its common to split the bill... Besides, I earn well, why shouldn't I pay for myself?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: On all our dates, I'll be the one to pay, end of story.@@ She smiles for a split second then pretends to be annoyed. @@.thot;Of course every women likes when a man takes care for her@@ he thinks. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: There won't be any dates in the first place.@@ That's almost sounds like a vow to herself. You decide not to push it. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I've been wanting to ask something...@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Go ahead.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I've heard reports that your army was involved in a lot sexual crimes against women from your neighbouring state. How true is that?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Its true to some extent. Some guys were involved in that shit.@@ She gasps. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: But myself, I never had to force a woman to have sex with me. winks@@ She sighs and laughs at the same time. He has her blushing. <img src="img/lovia6.jpg"> They talk some more until she says its time for her to leave. They make eye contact as they stand. There's a brief pause. Just as she's about to turn away and leave, he grabs her by the waist and pull her in for a kiss. <video controls> <source src="vids/lawyer1stkiss.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> She reciprocates. But then turns away. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I'll see you tomorrow.@@ It was as sweet as it was fleeting. Oh well, [[time to hit the sack.|sleep1]]

At night, he's left alone with his thoughts. He's thinking about his condition. No money, no phone, no friends. A stranger in a foreign land. Suddenly his wounds start hurting. Adrenaline had a hell of a run. He tries to jerk off to release his thoughts away. <img src="img/ptsd.gif"> He can't. The trauma from the war finally catches up to him. He keeps overthinking early into the morning until [[he finally gets some shut-eye.|dreamsc1]]

@@.caption;Dream scenes are for <a href="https://t.me/+PrwtI2TmcLhhODM0" class="tg-link">financial backers.</a> I appreciate you playing in whatever capacity you do.@@ <<if $lawyerPasttruth>> \ [[Wake up|morning1play]] <<else>> \ [[Wake up|morning1noplay]] <</if>>

<<set $day += 1>> He wakes up sore. And hard. <img src="img/eh.jpg"> He turns to the left side to see Liya watching him. <img src="img/lawyer-office2.webp"> She's startled as he catches her looking at him. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I... didn't want to wake you up.@@ She's looking sexier today. Her hair done well, less professional. Pants tighter than yesterday and her shirt giving way to just enough cleavage that leaves him imagining but not overt. He wasn't crazy, the attraction is mutual. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: I brought breakfast. Please eat so then I can see clients.@@ A polite way of asking him to leave her office soon. He puts on his old clothes and sits at the table to eat as she watches him. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: You were having nightmares.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: So I was talking in my sleep again.@@ He hopes he didn't blurt out something he shouldn't have. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: You... You were talking about killing people with strange names...@@ Ah shit @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I had a million dreams last night, I don't know which one you're talking about.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: You were distressed and sweating.@@ He keeps eating. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: $playerName, have you... killed people?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: It was just a dream!@@ She's shaken as he shouts at her. Maybe he should treat the woman feeding and sheltering him better. But he isn't thoughtful like that. He keeps eating. She's ponderous. Maybe thinking about the fact that he didn't deny killing people. Will this push her away from him? @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: If you ever need to talk to someone, I'm right here.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I don't need to talk to anyone. I'm aight.@@ $playerName's about to finish his meal as the lawyer keeps watching. @@.dialogue-girl;Liya: You're very stubborn.@@ That almost sounded a compliment. Perhaps she likes his coarse personality. Not in a chatty mode, [[he leaves her office|nurse2]]

He's hurting, needs his wounds checked. He could also see the nurse again to get some sexual release and take his mind off of things. As he's wating outside the nurse's room, he thinks about Liya. The unspoken revelation about him being a killer didn't seem to push her away. It might have even intrigued her further. In any case, he isn't one to recalibrate his behaviour to please others. There is carnal desire he feels for her and one way or another, he'll get her to open her legs for him. <<linkreplace "Bell rings for his turn">> \ <<audio "bell" play>> \ The nurse greets him as he walks in. @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: How you doing, $playerName?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: My wounds are bad. Worse than yesterday.@@ @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Did you apply the ointment I gave you?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I forgot.@@ @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Then don't be surprised it hurts! Let me apply it for you this time.@@ He takes off his shirt and Natasha gets down to apply the ointment. <img src="img/nurse/applyoint.png"> She pauses and looks up at him as he meets her eye. <img src="img/nurse/applyoint2.png"> The tension is palpable. As she stands up, he can't contain himself. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursemakeout.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He grabs her neck and pulls her in for a kiss. @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: What are you doing?!@@ He knows her protest means nothing, she wants it. <img src="img/nurse/nursegrpahh.png"> He gropes her ass, then throws away her clothes and with that any doubt about what's going to happen. She submits to his will. [[Carry her over to the sofa|nursesc1]] <</linkreplace>>

<video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursetse.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> After some teasing he finally enters her. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursemakeout2.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He wraps his arms around the nurse. Total control, just the way he likes it. He kisses her pretty neck as he pipes her. [[Blowjob|bj]] [[Look into her eyes|nursemission1]] [[Giddy up, cowgirl|nursecow1]] [[Clap her cheeks like a dog|nursedog1]]

He gets her on all fours and pumps her like the savage he is. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurselikedog1.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> As he's fucking her, she looks at him with a wicked smile as if asking for more. <img src="img/nurse/nurselikedog.png"> He proceeds to give her what she wants, penetrating deeper, rearranging her insides. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurselikedog2.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> [[Blowjob|bj]] [[Look into her eyes|nursemission1]] [[Giddy up, cowgirl|nursecow1]] [[Cum|nursecum1]]

He puts her back on the sofa and looks her in the eye. <img src="img/nurse/nursecrazye.png"> @@.thot;This bitch crazy@@ he thinks. <<linkreplace "Fuck her like the dirty whore she is.">> <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursemission1.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> [[Blowjob|bj]] [[Giddy up, cowgirl|nursecow1]] [[Clap her cheeks like a dog|nursedog1]] <</linkreplace>>

@@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Can I sit in your lap as we do it?@@ He lets her. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurseride1.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He hasn't tried this position before... he's been missing out. She gets on top of him and moves up and down on his cock. She looks real pretty from here. He pulls her in for a passionate kiss. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurseks1.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> Enough merrymaking he thinks. He's in a rough mood. He retakes control and pounds her hole from under her. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nurseride2.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> [[Blowjob|bj]] [[Look into her eyes|nursemission1]] [[Clap her cheeks like a dog|nursedog1]]

@@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Now suck me up real good.@@ He commands. @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: I'll do my best for you, daddy.@@ <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursebj1.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> [[Look into her eyes|nursemission1]] [[Giddy up, cowgirl|nursecow1]] [[Clap her cheeks like a dog|nursedog1]]

$playerName finally lets himself go. The thought of filling her womb crosses his mind but for now chooses to spray over her ass. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursecm1.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: My god! This was the best fuck I've ever had.@@ It better be considering $playerName's belly hurts like hell now, some wounds probably more opened than before. It was worth it though he thinks. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursepeck.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: You feeling any better?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Well I'm going to need you to apply the ointment from time to time.@@ She laughs. @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Oh I definitely will.@@ @@.dialogue-nurse;Natasha: Now, I have other patients to see. Take care, my stallion.@@ He puts on his clothes and [[leaves.|epilogue1]]

As he leaves the nurse, $playerName thinks for a moment. @@.thot;Maybe it's not so bad I washed up on these shores@@ he thinks. He thinks about the pretty white girls he saw at the beach, especially the ones with blonde hair. He can't help but have a wicked grin on his face as he thinks about their pink pussies. And untouched asses. <img src="img/isitpink.jpg"> He thinks about the nurse who's already his whore. And the lawyer he's going to get in. He's surrounded by sexy women with high libido. He feels like a breeding bull entering a farm full of cows. <video controls> <source src="vids/breedingBull.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.thot;I'm over feeling sorry for myself. I'm going to conquer these bitches and live life@@ he vows. [[The next few days are spent waiting to get processed.|endofversion]]

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As he's washing himself, a girl comes over and sits on the beach not far from him. <img src="vids/beachsc/beachscgirl.avif"> She glances at his big dick. <img src="img/beachbulge.jpeg"> He stops earlier than he'd of liked. He lays down to dry himself. He looks at the girl again, she's hot af. To his surprise she comes close and: @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: You were on the small refugee boat?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Yes I was.@@ @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: Are you okay?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I could be better.@@ He says looking at his wounds. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: But I'm alive. That's enough for now.@@ @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: Oh my god, that looks bad! should I call an ambulance?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Nah I'm ok.@@ @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: You know some chuds in this country believe you guys, I mean the refugees, are here to invade our country and take the women.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: Well that doesn't sound bad. I wish it were true.@@ She giggles. @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: Honestly, if you guys are gonna get those allegations, you should actually do it.@@ What? @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: *Whispers* Its one of my fantasies actually...@@ She bites her lip looking at your bulge. @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: A big burly dark foreigner like you taking me.@@ This can't be real. He just landed and a pretty local woman is offering herself to him. Lobster too buttery, lemonade too cold. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I can make it real.@@ [[make it real|beachsc]]

@@.dialogue-npc;Cop: Were you on the boat among the refugees?@@ Nods yes. @@.dialogue-npc;Cop: How'd you slip out the rest of the crew?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I was washing myself in a secluded spot.@@ @@.dialogue-npc;Copper: Wish the others were as considerate. Follow me.@@ $playerName follows the cop. He's filled with anger as he sees the people while crossing the beach. These people are out enjoying in debauchery while his country burns. [[they reach a building]]

<<set $day += 1>> \ He wakes up sore on his cold steel bench. He's hurting, needs his wounds checked. He could also see the nurse again to get some sexual release and take his mind off of things. <<linkreplace "Bell rings for his turn">> \ <<audio "bell" play>> \ The nurse greets him as he walks in. @@.dialogue-girl;Natasha: How you doing, $playerName?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: My wounds are bad. Worse than yesterday.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Natasha: Did you apply the ointment I gave you?@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: I forgot.@@ @@.dialogue-girl;Natasha: Then don't be surprised it hurts! Let me apply it for you this time.@@ He takes off his shirt and Natasha gets down to apply the ointment. <img src="img/nurse/applyoint.png"> She pauses and looks up at him as he meets her eye. <img src="img/nurse/applyoint2.png"> The tension is palpable. As she stands up, he can't contain himself. <video controls> <source src="vids/nurse/nursemakeout.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He grabs her neck and pulls her in for a kiss. @@.dialogue-girl;Natasha: What are you doing?!@@ He knows her protest means nothing, she wants it. <img src="img/nurse/nursegrpahh.png"> He gropes her ass, then throws away her clothes and with that any doubt about what's going to happen. She submits to his will. [[Carry her over to the sofa|nursesc1]] <</linkreplace>>

Without hearing her answer, he rips apart the little clothes the slut has on her and pushes her on all four. <<linkreplace "Invade her pussy like a dog">> \ <video controls> <source src="vids/beachsc/dog.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: YES YES, harder my nigg*r. HARDER.@@ My WHAT? Guess that's part of her fantasy so he lets it slide and claps harder. <video controls> <source src="vids/beachsc/doghard.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: How you like that bitch@@ @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: JUST LIKE THAT.@@ They don't even know each other's names. He grabs her by hair and pulls her near a tree to fuck in some shade. <video controls> <source src="vids/beachsc/leave.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He likes looking at her thin bare back as he grabs her ass and pounds her pussy. <video controls> <source src="vids/beachsc/standbehind.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> He commands her to hold the tree's branches and picks her up so he can face her while fucking. <video controls> <source src="vids/beachsc/mission.mp4" type="video/mp4"> </video> The women in his country were hairy but there's not a single hair eyebrow down on this bitch. <img src="img/leo-omg.gif"> [[cum|cumbeachsc]] <</linkreplace>>

He's about to release. In the heat of the moment, he cums inside her. <img src="img/creampie.gif"> @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: Why'd you finish inside me??@@ Guess she wasn't on no pills. @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: What would an invader do?@@ @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: That was a fantasy, this is real.@@ @@.dialogue-u;$playerName: No point crying over filled womb.@@ @@.dialogue-beachsc;Stranger: Hah. Whatever.@@ She leaves, leaving him wondering what just happened. Was that a hallucination? Is he still on the boat sailing through the seas, dreaming? No, he's alone on the beach after a good ol fuck. He wonders where everyone else from the boat is. He did hear talk of going to some processing center. [[He sees a cop in some distance|copper]]

Choose the name of the protagonist <<textbox "$playerName" "Abel">> Choose an appearance for the protagonist. <div class="avatar-grid"> <<link [img[img/u2.jpg]]>> <<set $uAvatar = "img/u2.jpg">> <<goto "Start">> <</link>> <<link [img[img/u3.jpg]]>> <<set $uAvatar = "img/u3.jpg">> <<goto "Start">> <</link>> <<link [img[img/u4.webp]]>> <<set $uAvatar = "img/u4.webp">> <<goto "Start">> <</link>> <<link [img[img/u5.jpg]]>> <<set $uAvatar = "img/u5.jpg">> <<goto "Start">> <</link>> </div>