/storytiem/ - Onyxdime's Storytiem

As the dust cloud kicked up by your dad's car shrinks into the distance you examine the worn sign for a couple more seconds. Fred's Bar is at least in the right direction, perhaps you could make it there before the midday heat sapped you dry.

Tammy walks on the opposite side of the sandy street, it seems she has the same idea as you - not that there was really much choice. Glancing to your left you notice she is texting away on her phone. She never wanted to be a part of this competition, but you know she wants to live the college lifestyle, possibly even more than yourself. Finally after several minutes of silent walking you hear a single word utter from her mouth,

"Law."

"Hmm?"

"You want to go and study law. You're soooo boring. Seriously, what's the point of going to college if you ain't even gonna have time to party?"

"And what do you want to do?"

"Dunno, events management maybe. Or gender studies. Something easy-ish."

"You're insufferable sometimes, you know that? Get with the times, law and engineering are where the jobs are."

"Gee, that's rich - coming from the girl who dresses like it's 2012."

"A prospective gender studies student mocking the way a woman dresses? THAT is rich," you retort to your sister.

She pouts back at you before sticking her tongue out. The two of you never got on well, even when you were children she would always hog the glory, the toys, the attention. Things got worse when you were a teenager and she stole your prom date. Thrice. In the second occasion twice in the same night. In light of that your dad's idea to pit you against each other in competition for college tuition did absolutely nothing to help your strained sibling rivalry.

Things turn quiet again until you hear the rumble of an approaching vehicle. Spinning around the two of you see a large long-haul truck, but despite your raised thumb and Tammy's extended thigh it passes by. The sun beats down as you continue trudging on toward the pub, sweating as you approach it.

By midday you have arrived in the outskirts of the bar. It is an old cuboid redbrick structure with a tacky neon light display announcing, "Fred, Fredd, and Freddy's Bar! Open 24/7! Try our hot Hot HOT HOTWING CHALLENGE!"

You glance over at your sister, trying to see what she is going to do. Heavy beads of sweat are trickling down her body, making her tight top cling even tighter against her bosom, accentuating her breasts even more. Outside the bar a couple of motorbikes, a large SUV, and a smaller black van are parked. Aside from that it seems fairly quiet. A lonely vending machine proclaims "COKA COLA!" in bright white writing, softly humming. Eventually your sister crosses the road, heading over to the door to the bar and stepping inside.

You are feeling slightly peckish, but don't really need to eat. You are feeling thirsty and are sweating in the midday heat. You need to cool down if you want to keep moving on foot, you could strip off a layer of clothing or grab something refreshing to drink.

(Feel free to vote for multiple options if they are logically compatible.)

A.) Follow your sister into the bar and see what's going on inside.

B.) Buy a drink from the vending machine to cool you down and keep walking. (-$1.50)

C.) Apply your makeup. (Will raise appearance)

D.) Inspect the vehicles parked outside.

E.) Take off your t-shirt to cool down and keep walking. (Will also raise appearance, but slightly lower reputation.)

F.) Other? (Feel free to suggest!)

Madison

Horniness: 0%

Reputation: 95%

Appearance: Average

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (slightly damp)

Pink Bra (damp with sweat)

Denim Shorts

Pink Panties (damp with sweat)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup

You decide to follow Tammy into the bar and see what is going on inside. As you push the doors open you find that it fairly empty. Stained wooden panels and broken chairs lie scattered around the walls, longing to be given some TLC. Behind the bar a moustached man calmly wipes a beer glass with a questionably clean rag.

(Comparing appearance stats: Tammy wins)

The few people that are in the room don’t pay much attention to you though. Their eyes are transfixed on your sexy sister who has taken a seat over by a bestubbled man in his late twenties. He is wearing a navy suit with an intricately decorated silk tie; on the table in front of him lies a half-consumed dram of some amber fluid.

(Rolling seduction test for Tammy… Pass!)

Tammy already has the businessman enthralled in conversation, stretching her arms up in the air to push her breasts out.

“…so I’m tryin’ to get back to Aneheim now that my asshole of an ex left me stranded out here.”

Her voice carried through the bar, each word strained with a mock-sob story. You almost chuckled to yourself as you approached one of the free tables. It seems like the other clientell in the room were the down-on-their-luck type. A man in his thirties scratched his head as he desperately attempted to repair some mechanical device that was now spread over one of the round tables.

“Damn and blast!” he cursed, snapping something back into place in a chunky metal frame.

At the far side of the room two bearded bikers were knocking back bottles of Spudweiser, Ireland’s premium potato beer. Their quiet afternoon had been knocked out of orbit though by the sudden entry of two hot girls into the bar.

“Well, I would bury my cock in that now…” you heard one of them mutter, his gaze resting on your sister’s tits.

They were clad in thick black leather jackets and had tattoos on their arms. Two long pool cues lay propped against their chair - it seemed that they had claimed the pool table to the right of the room as their own. Maybe if you hung around you’d see them play.

A.) Observe Tammy. (You will learn her current stats.)

B.) Order a Coka Cola from the bar. (-$3)

C.) Try to order a beer. (More refreshing, but you’re not 21 yet… -$4.50)

D.) Order a cocktail. (Will increase your appearance while you are in this bar. -$6)

E.) Speak with the man attempting to fix the mechanical device. See if you can get a lift.

F.) Speak with the Bikers. See if you can get a lift.

G.) Try to sabotage your sister’s flirting with the businessman. (This may cause her to resent you and fight dirty.)

H.) Leave the bar.

I.) Freshen up in the bathroom. (Removes sweatiness. You can also apply makeup when you’re in there.)

J.) Other? (Feel free to suggest!)

Madison

Horniness: 0%

Reputation: 95%

Appearance: Average

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (slightly damp)

Pink Bra (damp with sweat)

Denim Shorts

Pink Panties (damp with sweat)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup

Your underwear clung uncomfortably to your body, damp with warm sweat. You shuddered and headed straight for the bathroom to freshen up. The ladies toilets were remarkably unsanitary, par for course at this fine establishment. Grimey yellowed tiles and a filthy toilet combined with a partially shattered mirror on the wall to create a thoroughly unpleasant environment.

There were no stalls; right in the corner of the room sat a lonely toilet, seat partially broken. At least there was plenty of toilet paper to use. You could probably dry yourself down with that.

Turning around you try to lock the door only to find it won’t close completely. It looks locked… but you aren’t sure if it would hold up if someone pushed against it.

A.) Freshen up completely, strip completely and dry off your underwear as best you can with toilet paper, then apply makeup. (Will raise appearance by 3 levels.)

B.) Freshen up a little and apply makeup. Only take off your bra and dry it. (Will raise appearance by 2 levels.)

C.) Just put on some makeup. (Will raise appearance by 1 level.)

D.) Leave the bathroom. You don’t need to stand out in a place like this. (If you vote for this option you can then vote on what you want to do when you go back into the bar. Just write it in and I’ll see if a popular consensus emerges.)

E.) Other? (Feel free to suggest!)

Madison

Horniness: 0%

Reputation: 95%

Appearance: Average

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (slightly damp)

Pink Bra (damp with sweat)

Denim Shorts

Pink Panties (damp with sweat)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup

B please

“I guess I better get these dried out,” you mutter tugging your orange t-shirt over your head and kicking your Converse off.

A few seconds later and you are standing naked in the toilet, panties and bra in your hands. You nervously glance at the door, hearing footsteps outside. If any of them try to push their way in then the door could easily give. You didn’t put a lot of faith in that shoddy lock.

(Rolling 10+ luck test… 95 rolled! Epic Win! Hand dryer found and makeup applied skillfully!)

Thankfully you are left undisturbed and even manage to find a working hand dryer on the other side of the room. Holding your panties and bra under it you manage to dry them out, eventually putting them back on. It feels good to be in dry clothes again.

After adjusting your t-shirt back into place you open your handbag and take out your makeup, some lipstick and mascara. The cracked mirror makes things more difficult than usual, so you take extra care which works out in your favour. (Your appearance has increased four points from Average-Cute>Pretty>Glamorous>Sexy) Packing away your makeup you smack your lips and step back into the bar.

There is a hushed commotion followed by a wolf whistle from one of the bikers. Heads are turning your way and even the reserved man fixing his device is open mouthed at the transformation. You are still hot and thirsty and won’t be able to continue on foot unless you get something to drink.

Tammy is still flirting with her gentleman, it seems like they are getting ready to leave soon. Neither have noticed you yet, too enthralled in each others eyes.

A.) Observe Tammy. (You will learn her current stats.)

B.) Order a Coka Cola from the bar. (-$3)

C.) Try to order a beer. (More refreshing, but you’re not 21 yet… -$4.50)

D.) Order a cocktail. (Will increase your appearance while you are in this bar. -$6)

E.) Speak with the man attempting to fix the mechanical device. See if you can get a lift.

F.) Speak with the Bikers. See if you can get a lift.

G.) Try to sabotage your sister’s flirting with the businessman. (This may cause her to resent you and fight dirty.)

H.) Leave the bar and continue on foot. (Will have to buy a coke from the vending machine for $1.50)

I.) Other? (Feel free to suggest!)

Madison

Horniness: 0%

Reputation: 95%

Appearance: Sexy

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

Motivated by your unquenchable curiosity you walked over to the open-mouthed man with the strange device strewn across the table.

“Mind if I sit down here?”

“S-sure!” he replies, almost in shock.

“What’s this thing you’ve got here?”

“Nothin’ special just a camera. I’m an amatuer photographer.”

“Oh, cool! What do you photograph?”

“Uh… I- um… nature! Yeah, natural stuff like rivers, trees… bugs!”

His response seems very nervous, perhaps he is flustered at being so close to such a sexy girl?

You sit and chat for a couple of minutes, watching as he finishes screwing his camera back together. When it is finally finished you recognise it as an expensive SLR camera; probably worth well over $1000 brand new.

On the far side of the room you hear things growing heated between Tammy and her new guy.

(Rolling 20+ charisma test for Tammy. 6 rolled. Epic fail!)

“I offered to suck, not to fuck!”

“Aw, c’mon, you’re seriously gonna pull that shit? ‘S’ doesn’t sound anything like ‘F’ and if I don’t get to ride that little cunny of yours YOU ain’t gettin’ a lift from me, darlin’.”

“You want it? Well you can have it. FUCK. YOU!” she spells out the last two words slowly with long pauses, casting an awkward air of silence over the bar.

The man laughs to himself and downs the last of his whiskey before leaving with a gracious flick of his middle finger.

(Tammy’s reputation has decreased!)

In a huff she heads over to your table and pulls up a chair.

“He was a fucking douche; you wouldn’t do that to a poor girl like me, would you?” she looks up at the man with his camera, obviously trying to flirt with him.

A.) Try and out-flirt Tammy

B.) Buy a beer and have it sent to Tammy from the bikers.

C.) Tell the Bikers that Tammy likes muscular men.

D.) Offer to cooperate with Tammy, try and secure a ride for both of you out of this horrible bar.

E.) Other? Suggest your own!

Madison

Horniness: 0%

Reputation: 95%

Appearance: Sexy

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

You watch in amazement as Tammy begins dominating the conversation at the table, using all her guile and charm to try and seduce her way into a new lift.

“Photography is sooo sexy, I actually do it too,” she hesitates, pulling out her mobile phone and shows him some pictures.

You see his eyes widen almost immediately as the screen lights up.

“And those… those are my red pair, I’m not wearing them today though.”

A sigh escapes your lips as you debate how to deal with this mess. Suddenly the idea comes to you and you lean across,

“Hey, you know, we’re both looking for a lift. We’d appreciate it if you could take us to the next big city. We’re tryin’ to get to Anaheim.”

(Rolling charisma test… epic fail!)

Tammy glares daggers at you before turning back to her phone and swiping hastily a few more times.

“And this is the one of my suspenders. I only have one pair because daddy doesn’t like ‘em. If you let me travel with you I could let you take some pictures of me like this.”

The man is practically trembling with excitement now and looks ready to accept her offer.

A.) Intervene! Offer to do your own underwear shoot if you can ride too.

B.) Intervene! Offer to do a topless shoot if you can ride instead of Tammy.

C.) Head over to the bikers and try to convince them that Tammy has a fantasy of being taken by burly strong men, but that she likes to pretend to resist.

D.) Give up and ask the bikers for a ride.

E.) Give up, buy a drink and start walking until someone else drives past. (-$1.50)

Madison

Horniness: 0%

Reputation: 95%

Appearance: Sexy

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

C

C wins overwhelmingly!

Can I get a 60+ charisma test? (You can add 10 to your result for being 'sexy')

You’ve had enough of this. Your eyes dart around the room, your mind concocting a wicked plan to put your sister out of action for a while. It doesn’t take long for your gaze to fall upon the pair of bikers, idly finishing off their beer and leering at the two teens in their bar.

“Perfect…” you whisper to yourself, getting up from the table.

Tammy seems a little shocked, but quickly returns to flirting her way into a second lift. You walk your way over to the bikers, and lean back against their pool table before softly asking in the most seductive voice you can.

(Rolling 60+ charisma test with +10 bonus for being sexy…20 rolled+10=30. Fail!)

“”Hey, I’m that girl’s sister. Between you guys and me, she’s a real horny slut. Honestly, her greatest fantasy is just to be taken by two huge, burly guys like yourself and-”

“Haha, you mean that girl who just walked out the door with that scrawny nerd?”

“Wh-what?!” you exclaim, spinning around to see your sister and the photographer gone, “Motherfucker!”

The two bikers roar with laughter now. They’re your final option for a road trip unless you want to hitchhike in the high-afternoon sun.

“Hey, Spidey, if this girl’s still lookin’ a lift perhaps we could make some sorta deal with ‘er?” remarked the slightly larger of the two bikers.

You glanced over at the other, awaiting a reply. A large tattoo of a spider capturing several women in a web adorned his massive right bicep.

“You know, Paddy, I think you might be right there. Personally, I have a huge problem which I need someone to help me… stroke out.”

“Suddenly, Spidey, suddenly I have an even huger-”

“Bigger, Paddy. Not ‘huger.’”

“-an even bigger problem which you can ‘elp me with too.”

“I do believe we could take you to Junkerstown, what’s that Paddy?”

“‘Bout 28 or 29 miles up the road.”

“Yeah, we could take you there.”

A.) Agree to give the two men a handjob in the toilets so they take you 28 miles to Junkerstown.

B.) Offer to suck them off if they take you fifty eight miles to Marvinsville.

C.) Your reputation matters more. Offer to buy them a week’s supply of beers if they take you instead. (-$27)

D.) Buy a coke and start walking up the road. You’ll probably find someone driving you can hitch a lift off soon enough. (-$1.50)

E.) Other? (Write in your suggestions! Just remember that she isn’t horny enough yet to offer anything more than a blowjob.)

Madison

Horniness: 0%

Reputation: 95%

Appearance: Sexy

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

>>27128

A

>Not wanting to go to fallout like junktown

You knew that suggestion was coming, but it still shocked you.

“F-fine,” you mutter, “but we’re going into the bathroom.”

The two bikers stand up, setting their beers on the heavily worn pool table and saunter after you into the filthy women’s toilet.

“Ok, cutie, on your knees,” Spidey grunts, unzipping his leather pants and whipping out a very average cock.

Paddy unbuckles a massive leather and metal belt before dropping his trousers completely. He has a significantly larger cock than his friend

“Are you left or right handed?”

“R-right. Good. Then grab my shaft and get to work.”

You hesitantly reach up and wrap your tiny fingers around the two thick shafts, barely able to completely circle Paddy’s. A few seconds later you begin rubbing them, massaging your hands up and down.

“Ugh, yeah, this is real good stuff,” Spidey gasps, thrusting his hips a little.

It seems like he’s really getting into this.

“I reckon this is the youngest girl we’ve ever had at the same time, Paddy.”

“I think yer right, uh! Work the top a bit more, sugar.”

You moved your hand up to the sensitive head of Paddy’s shaft.

“That’s it, faster now. Ugh! Faster!”

Your arms begin to grow tired as you stroke the two cocks pointed at your head. A thought crosses your mind - where are these guys gonna cum? You never agreed where they would spew their jizz.

The feeling of the two thick shafts in your hands was starting to turn you on as well. Your nipples were stiffening within your bra; thank goodness it was there or these guys might see the small bumps through your orange t-shirt.

“OH YEAH! FASTER! I’M GONNA CUM!”

(Rolling accuracy test… 77% rolled, pass!)

The biker began thrusting his hips faster into your hand, using it like he would a pussy.

“W-wait! Don’t c-”

You are cut off as you feel the cock pulsate in your hand before squirting a thick wad of jizz across your face, landing on your nose and lips. A tiny bit hits your teeth as you fail to close your mouth in time.

“Yuck!”

“Oh God! That was amazing. Hurry up Paddy, my beer’s getting warm.”

“Shut up, Spidey, I’ll finish when I goddamn want to.”

He talks tough, but he seems to be bowing to the pressure of his friend, taking your hand out of the way and pumping himself now. You sigh and decide to just let him cum in your face too. You’re going to be washing it one way or another. You close your eyes and seal your lips, awaiting the hot jizz to blast over your virgin face.

“HNNNG!!!” you hear Paddy grunt alongside a shuffling on the floor.

(Rolling accuracy test… 99% phenomenal win!)

As you hold your breath the hot jizz doesn’t seem to come. You are tempted to open an eye, but you don’t want to risk getting it in there.

“RIGHT THERE! OH GOD! Yeah, so fucking hot.”

Suddenly you feel a dampness on the front of your shirt clinging below your belly button. You open your eyes and glance down. Paddy has shot his spunk over the bottom of your shirt and the to of your denim shorts. He is still pumping his cock at your thighs when you open your mouth to scream at him. One final sticky blast hits your bare leg, making you shudder.

“WHAT THE FUCK?! I have to wear this! These are my only clothes!”

(Reputation -3%.

Appearance -2 for dirty clothes. You are now pretty)

You stagger to your feet and quickly grab some toilet roll to wipe it off. Despite your best efforts though a crusty white stain remains. Not even the water of the tap is managing to shift the stains. You’re gonna need to find a proper washing machine to fix these.

“You ready for that lift now? Spidey will stay here and watch my drink, I’ll take yeh to Junkerstown.”

You sigh and leave the bar with him, doing your best to hide the white crusty patches with your hands as you leave. When you step outside you notice that the van and the car have both left, leaving the two bikes alone. Paddy tosses you a helmet.

“Safety first, put it on.”

You click it into place, still refusing to talk to him since he came over your clothes and the two of you speed off in the afternoon through the desert. The journey takes little more than half an hour and you soon arrive in Junkerstown, a small village with fifteen or so buildings spread around.

Paddy bids you farewell with a spank of your ass after you take off his helmet.

“Fucking asshole,” you mutter angrily as he drives off into the distance.

A cursory glance around the town irks you. There really isn’t that much here. Your throat is dry from thirst now, you really need to get something to drink or you won’t be able to keep walking. You are also slightly hungry, but could probably hold off eating for another while before there are any negative effects.

The main things that catch your interest are a relatively small diner on the outskirts of the town. Its metal walls are painted a hideous shade of jarring red, white and blue.

“TRY OUR PATRIOTIC PANCAKES!” it boldly announces.

It looks like it is fairly popular with passers by, most of the seats inside are currently occupied by a range of people.

A bit further down the street is a lorry pit stop and refuelling station. Several massive trucks are parked here, including the one that passed you and Tammy earlier. Some of the truckers are enjoying beers together from a large ice bucket that reads, “COMPLIMENTARY BEVERAGES” on the side. Perhaps the locals are trying to encourage truckers to stay in the town and contribute to the economy?

To your left a lady in her late forties is struggling to start her lawnmower. It revs to life for a few seconds before cutting out again on her. She sighs and wipes her head before inspecting some levels on the side. Her garden is fairly large, but not terribly overgrown. She must cut it fairly regularly.

Not far from the truckers a young man is watching his car get cleaned busty blonde girl clad in a skimpy yellow bikini. Sweat is trickling down her body as she quickly tries to finish the car.A queue of two more cars have driven up behind it under a large painted banner reading, “Sue and Sonya’s Cute Carwash!” You wonder whether the girl is Sue or Sonya…

A.) Check out the local diner.

B.) Head to the lorry pit stop chat with the drivers.

C.) Offer to help the old lady struggling with her garden. (Will consume an hour of your time, you can always ask for compensation of some kind.)

D.) Go and speak to Sue/Sonya at the carwash.

E.) Take a walk around the neighbourhood to see what else you can find. (Will take about 15 minutes)

Madison

Horniness: 21%

Reputation: 92%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front.)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

You walk across the town towards Sue/Sonya, watching as her breasts jiggle back and forth with each caress of the sponge. It’s only when you’re a few feet behind her that you hear her speak,

“I’ll be with you in a minute, sir! I’m sorry! Sue is sick today,” she begins announcing.

She is bent over the front of the hood of a bright red Ferrari; the sparkling surface is testament to the good job she is doing.

“Chillax, I’m not here for a car wash!” you laugh.

The sound of a female voice makes her head spin around and you see her shoulders relax.

“Sorry, thought you were another angry customer. I’ve been getting so many today. I can’t go any faster, I’ve been on since sunrise at seven and haven’t had a break in five or six hours now.”

Her blonde hair trails down to her shoulders, swaying as she rocks back and forth over the bonnet. Inside the car you can make out the silhouette of a man through the bubbly windowshield; his right arm jiggling suspiciously. Behind the red Ferrari two more cars are parked, a large green SUV and a white Ford Focus. Two more men sit inside them, the driver of the SUV has his head buried in a copy of the pink Financial Times, while the Ford Focus driver sits with his head hung in his hands, drooling over Sonya.

A.) Ask the three drivers if any will give you a lift to the next city. (I decided to do this rather than offering each driver as a separate option to save time.)

B.) Offer to help Sonya wash the next couple of cars to get rid of the queue.

C.) Offer to take over the carwash for 30 minutes so she can grab some lunch and rest up.

D.) Leave and check out the local diner.

E.) Offer to help the old lady struggling with her garden. (Will consume an hour of your time, you can always ask for compensation of some kind.)

F.) Take a walk around the neighbourhood to see what else you can find. (Will take about 15 minutes)

G.) Other? (Write your suggestions in!)

Madison

Horniness: 23%

Reputation: 92%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front.)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

B wins!

“You look like you could use a hand,” you interject, reaching down into the black plastic bucket to pick up a spare sponge, “How about I help you get rid of the queue here to take some pressure off?”

“Thank you so much!” Sonya smiles, struggling for a second while she turns her head, “But… this is a bikini car wash. Are you alright stripping down? You can borrow Sue’s black one-piece if you want today, I have it folded out the back of my house - it was just washed. If you want to help, come on back when you’ve put it on.

You nod your head and dash over to the bungalow across the street. After travelling around the back you find a heavily secluded garden, sheltered by thick oak trees and rhododendron. Just as promised the swimsuit is sitting folded in a basket of washing on the back doorstep. You pick it up and examine it - probably just a little too small for you.

A.) Change into the black one piece swimsuit. You should really try and make some friends and build up your reputation if you want to get into Harvard!

B.) Ask the three drivers if any will give you a lift to the next city. (I decided to do this rather than offering each driver as a separate option to save time.)

C.) Leave and check out the local diner.

D.) Offer to help the old lady struggling with her garden. (Will consume an hour of your time, you can always ask for compensation of some kind.)

E.) Take a walk around the neighbourhood to see what else you can find. (Will take about 15 minutes)

F.) Other? (Write your suggestions in!)

Horniness: 24%

Reputation: 92%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front.)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$75

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

You set your mind on helping this young girl run her business; after all everyone needs a little help now and then - and you could sure use the karma! Picking up the black swimsuit from the clothing basket you unfold it to reveal an incredibly skimpy garment composed almost entirely of strings and laces. You can barely make head or tail of what part goes where.

Stripping down in the shelter of the enclosed garden you quickly slip into the black swimsuit, fighting against the criss-crossed strings and knots..

(Rolling 60+ clothing test… 34 rolled. Fail!)

When you finally manage to get, what you think, are the bra parts covering your breasts and the crotch part covering your pussy you begin looping the intricate strings around your waist and arms. As you tie them tightly you feel the cheeky article of clothing ride tightly up the back of your ass. Unless someone was standing directly behind you, or you spread your asscheeks they could be forgiven for thinking you were wearing no panties at all! Meanwhile, up top, the bikini has pushed your ample bosom together, giving you a very deep cleavage that you never knew existed. You continually adjust it, trying to get the unnecessarily thin bra to cover the entirety of your areola.

(Appearance up four levels! 2 for losing the stained clothes, 1 for wearing a sexy bikini, and 1 because the bikini is so tight. Pretty<Glamorous<Sexy<Gorgeous<Seductive)

Finally, biting your lip and drawing in a breath of bravery you step back out onto the street. At this distance you suddenly notice that Sonya is wearing a pair of high heels - maybe it was best you didn’t have any, you can already feel the leers from all across town.

*Phewt Phwoo*

The sound of the wolf whistle screams across the street like a missile, stabbing you right in your confidence and making you feel slightly vulnerable. You swallow, your mouth drying up by the time you’ve reached the car wash again.

(Guys will now actively approach you because you have reached seductive.)

Sonya quickly turns her head around glancing down your body while still working on the Ferrari,

“Looking hot! Grab a sponge and start on the SUV, will ya?”

“Sure thing,” you reply, plunging a hand into the lukewarm bucket of soapy suds.

The start of the wash goes fairly well with you lathering up the silver rims and the side doors. The man reading the Financial Times inside seems to waver in his attention to the paper, eyes persistently darting to your jiggling breasts as you wash the roof.

After a while you begin to feel slightly turned on by the leer of the guys and a wicked thought crosses your mind.

(Rolling 12+ horniness test… 88 rolled. Epic win!)

You banish it almost immediately, shuddering at how disgusting what you are thinking could actually be.

‘I really need to have some more self-respect!’ you mutter silently in your mind. (-10% horniness!)

As the SUV wash wears on you head around to scrub the rear, bending over to wipe down the filthy yellow registration plate. A quick couple of rubs and you are soon dipping the sponge into the water again and again.

*Squeak*

*CLICK*

The squeaky clean sound raises your spirits; the ‘click’ and the blinding flash from behind you makes your stomach churn.

“Oh shit, forgot to turn off flash,” you hear the driver off the Ford Focus gag.

He is leaning out the door of his car, cameraphone in hand, apparently having taken a picture of your ass while you were bent over washing. As you debate confronting him the SUV driver hands over the cash to Sonya and drives off, leaving just this guy in the queue.

A.) Confront him to delete the picture!

B.) Let it be. No point in costing Sonya a customer. (-6% respect)

C.) Attempt to seduce him while washing his car, to steal his phone and delete the picture.

D.) Complain to Sonya about what happened.

E.) Other?

Horniness: 14%

Reputation: 91%

Appearance: Seductive

Clothing:

Black One-piece Swimsuit.

Converse Shoes

Soapy Sponge

Bucket of water

>>27309

>>27310

>>27314

A wins!

Can I get a 40+ spaghetti test? (With a -5 penalty for wearing a ridiculous outfit.)

“HEY!” you bellow, stomping over to his car, wet sponge clenched in your fist.

“Huh?! OH SHIT!” the driver bellows, quickly trying to scramble back into his car and close the door.

You are too quick for him though, sticking your leg in the way and tugging it back open.

(Rolling spaghetti test… pass!)

“Why the fuck did you just take a picture of my ass?!”

“I-”

“Delete it!”

“B-but you-”

“But I’m dressed in a biknini? An outfit is not consent!”

You hold your hand over his head before clenching down, releasing a torrential waterfall of lukewarm soap over his hair and leather seats.

*COUGH SPLUTTER*

“FINE! I’m deleting it! I’m deleting it! It’s gone! STOP ALREADY!”

You see the picture of your marvellous ass disappear from his phone as he presses the large red delete button. With that you bang the car door shut and walk away.

“Crazy bitch…” you hear him spit through the glass window, slamming his car into reverse and speeding away.

“Wow! That was… something else,” Sonya remarked, clearly lost for words, “Thanks for taking care of that creep. I get loads of guys who come around here trying to tug my bra down or snap a pic of my ass. It’s nice to have one less to worry about. What are you doing around these parts?”

(Respect has increased by 5!)

You take some time to explain the competition against your sister to Sonya who seems mildly entertained by the whole thing. Eventually she reaches into the left breast of her bra and pulls out some notes.

“That’s another thirty dollars there. Next town up the road is about 25 miles, a real rough neighbourhood run by the gangs. When you get there don’t stay long, just grab a taxi from “Papa Jack’s Taxi Rank” and get the hell out. There are two other companies, but they’re really dodgy.”

You thank Sonya one final time and change back into your regular clothes behind the house before debating what to do next.

(Appearance reduced by 4 levels to pretty.)

You are a bit hungry now and will suffer a 5% penalty to all strength, intelligence, and agility rolls.

You are thirsty and cannot continue to the next town until you get something to drink.

A.) Check out the local diner for food and drink.

B.) Head to the lorry pit stop chat with the drivers and grab one of the free beers.

C.) Offer to help the old lady struggling with her garden. (Will consume an hour of your time, you can always ask for compensation of some kind.)

D.) Take a walk around the neighbourhood to see what else you can find. (Will take about 15 minutes)

Horniness: 14%

Reputation: 96%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front.)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

B wins!

Next part coming up!

Can I get a 35+ spaghetti test?

>>27569

That's a narrow pass!

You decide to head on over to the truckers sharing the free beers. If it’s complimentary, you may as well take one!

You’re glad to be dressed in your normal clothes again. There was just too much attention from the guys at the car wash.

By the time you’ve arrived at the truck stop only a few of the drinkers have turned their heads. Most of them remain engaged in deep, meaningful conversations about Nascar and the best brand of rifle.

It’s only as you reach down into the ice-cool bucket of beer and feel a chilly wind surge across your goosebumped arm that you hear one of them grunt,

“Hey, you twenty one yet?”

(Rolling 35+ spaghetti test… 37 rolled. Minor pass!)

You glance up at him, then back down, pretending you didn’t hear him. Thankfully he doesn’t seem concerned enough to press the issue and returns to conversation with an obese bearded man beside him.

*Clack*

You snap the cap against a bottle opener conveniently built into the side of the container before raising your glass and chugging down the cool drink. By the time you’d finished you were no longer feeling parched - just a bit thirsty now. Perhaps its worth stocking on fluids while they’re free?

You glance around behind you, it seems the old lady has given up trying to cut her garden and is now relaxing in a rocking chair, enjoying the scorcher of an afternoon. Looks like the opportunity passed you by. Oh well.

You are a bit hungry now and will suffer a 5% penalty to all strength, intelligence, and agility rolls.

You are only slightly thirsty and will easily make it to the next town.

A.) Grab another beer and talk with the truck drivers about hitching a lift.

B.) Just talk with the truckers about hitching a lift.

C.) Take a walk around the neighbourhood to see what else you can find. (Will take about 15 minutes)

D.) Head to the diner. (You can ask for lifts and get food here.)

Horniness: 14%

Reputation: 96%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front.)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

>>27573

>>27576

>>27584

>>27586

>>27593

>>27600

>>27614

7 A's

>>27599

>>27595

>>27577

3 B's

I'm gonna need a very easy 15+ intoxication test!

And a 60+ charisma test (With a +5 bonus for being pretty!)

You’re still a little thirsty, so you decide to to grab another beer from the cooler, popping off the cap and shuffling closer to the truckers. You decide that you’ll try and hitch a lift from them to the next town.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt, are any of you guys headin’ towards Anaheim? I could really use a lift.”

A couple of the men stare at you, looking down your

“Aren’t you a little young to be drinking?” a bearded man replies, taking a swig of his Spudweiser.

(Rolling charisma test… 94+5=99 phenomenal win!)

“Aren’t you a little handsome to be driving a truck?”

“Huh?”

“You’re the model they use in Lollister’s latest catalogue. I recognise you!” you lie, flirting with the trucker’s ego.

“No, I-”

“Hang on, let me grab my phone. Can I get a selfie with you? My friends have always wanted to meet you! Seriously, you’re like Denise’s ULTIMATE fantasy. Hang on,” you trail off, reaching into your bag and pretending to grab your phone.

The trucker seems to be completely wrapped around your finger now, stepping forward to cut off the other drinkers from talking with you.

“Actually, you caught me! I’ve done a little modelling here and there. How about I give you that lift? It’ll give you something to brag to Debbie about.”

“Denise. And yeah! That’s awesome!”

“Let me tell you something, I’m headed out that way, I can probably take you fifty or sixty miles before I need to turn off into Nevada.”

“Great! I’m ready to go whenever you are!”

“I’m the far truck on the left - the one with the red and black poker cards printed on the side, she’s unlocked just hop on in there.”

You knock back the rest of your beer and toss the bottle in the recycling before walking up to the trucker’s massive rig.

(Rolling intoxication test… epic fail! You are now drunk! -10% penalty to intelligence, spaghetti, and charisma tests!)

Grabbing the metal handle you swing the door open and clamber inside. It’s fairly cramped up front and you have to move a six pack of cider to get on the passenger’s seat. When you finally sit down though it feels good to be sheltered from the sun.

The trucker soon joins you, climbing into the driver's seat and taking off from the small town.

You are a bit hungry now and will suffer a 5% penalty to all strength, intelligence, and agility rolls on top of your drunk penalty!

Your thirst is quenched!

A.) Catch some sleep until the next town.

B.) Chat with the trucker.

C.) Call your sister, see where she is.

D.) Apply some makeup (raise your appearance by 1 level)

Horniness: 14%

Reputation: 96%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front.)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

A

what's the worst that could happen?

>>27621

Talk with the trucker wins!

I'm gonna need a 20+ intelligence test. :D

*Brrruuuummm*

The massive engine growls as the truck ploughs through the desert road. In the wing mirror you can see clouds of dust kicking up into miniature tornados.

“So, what you up to this weekend?” he asks, starting off a conversation.

Every few seconds you feel his eyes glance down at your suntanned thighs and up to the edges of your denim shorts. You clench your legs uncomfortably, maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to hitch a ride with a stranger alone like this. As you look ahead into the distant horizon your vision blurs a bit - you were much more of a lightweight than you thought you were.

“I’m just hitchhiking across the state. Tryin’ to get to Anaheim.”

“Sweet, I remember hitchhiking in my youth. I went busking around Europe, used the tips to travel from station to station. Made it to Minsk before I got deported by Belarus. Heh! Say, open that case and pass me a beer. Grab one for yourself too.”

(Rolling intelligence test… 72 rolled. -10% for intoxication, -5% for hunger = 57%. Pass!)

“No, I’m alright. Are you sure you’re ok drinking and driving?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s a straight road with no other cars around.”

“O-ok…” you reply, anxiously handing over a warm aluminium can.

Suddenly in the distance you see a large outlet store growing on the right. It sprawls out flashing adverts for fast food, discount clothes, and a cheap motel. You guess you could use some sleep, and more importantly food. Picking up some more makeup or spare clothes could also come in handy. But you do only have $105 to spend…

(You are still moderately hungry and will suffer a 5% penalty to all strength, intelligence, and agility!

You are still drunk! -10% penalty to intelligence, spaghetti, and charisma tests!)

A.) Ask the trucker to pull into the outlet store.

B.) Keep chatting with him until the next town.

C.) Try to catch some sleep.

D.) Call your sister, see where she is.

E.) Apply some makeup (raise your appearance by 1 level)

Horniness: 16%

Reputation: 96%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front.)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

You feel a chill brush across your breasts as the vampires close in.

(Rolling 65+ sleep test… 18 rolled. Fail!)

You attempt to raise your blade, but your arms are suddenly pinned to your pack as one of the dark creatures swoops in from behind. A split second later your flimsy white garment is torn from your chest, exposing your ample bosom to the monsters. Within seconds you feel their unnaturally long tongues curl over your stiffening nipples.

“Ah… l-let go of me!” you grunt, flapping your angelic wings relentlessly as you struggle to break free.

The pale faced figure in front of you grins, slowly dragging his twisted fingers over your bare belly, sending small shivers down your spine. A few seconds later it had reached the waistband of your white panties. You felt a drop of dampness absorb into the cotton of your final fragment of clothing as the vampire behind begins licking up the nape of your neck and long the back of your earlobe.

(Roll a 55+ sleep test to wake up!)

Horniness: 37%

Reputation: 96%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

???

Handbag:

$???

???

>>30230

The cruel vampire glares at you with lava-red eyes, as deep as the endless galaxies of space. You feel your heart flutter as you stare into the pitless fiery void. Soon the strength begins to seep from your angelic body, your wings flapping softer and weaker with each passing second.

(Rolling 55+ sleep test… 25 rolled. Fail!)

“Oh!” you gasp, unable to break the vampire’s hypnotic gaze.

His fingers drag their way across your bare mons, creeping under the hem of your sodden panties. A split second later you feel the rough print of his middle finger graze across your clitoris, making your legs tremble. The vampire behind you continues restraining your arms - a meaningless gesture now that you were under his Master’s spell.

The other two night terrors stalked around you, watching their master drain your mind and overpower your free will. Your toes curl into the hot sand as the Vampire Lord rings around your engorged nub with his skillful digits. Electric spasms of unholy pleasure begin ratcheting through your body.

*Thush*

You hear a soft rasp of your golden blade softly cascading out of your hand and into the desert below. Your head begins tilting back, exposing your neck to the dark beast before you. Your heart is racing now, only a small sliver of resistance remaining.

“Ah, ah… ahh…”

“Mmm, yes… that’s it, my little angel. Cum for me… Tremble as I rub your pussy.

(Roll a 45+ sleep test to wake up!)

Horniness: 56%

Reputation: 93%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

???

Handbag:

$???

???

Your legs begin to buckle as the bony fingers trace along the recesses of your pussy, sending waves of your wetness washing up the beaches of your vulva.

“Ohhh, mmm…” you moan to yourself, eyes still locked with the Vampire Lord.

“You have such a beautiful, slender neck. It is so rare to catch a patrol of angels wearing such skimpy armour. I hope you’re going to enjoy this as much as my friends and I are,” he whispers with a wicked hiss.

(Rolling 45+ sleep test… 38 rolled! Another fail!)

Your white wings sink by your side as the last piece of resistance in your body seeps away. You feel a pang of humiliation as you are forced to stare into the eyes of the monster currently wiggling two of its fingers into your tight, virgin cunt. The screams and howls of ecstasy from the rest of your angelic host soar across the rippling desert sands. In your peripheral vision you can see a familiar looking angel bouncing - seemingly willingly - upon the cock of a black-skinned vampire. A sense of deja vu overwhelms you, but it quickly passes when you feel the fingers skillfully massage your g-spot.

“Ohhh…! F-f-fuck!” you gasp, unable to close your eyes or look away.

His fingers are cycling inside you now, like legs upon a bicycle, gently pounding your pussy into an orgasmic submission. Your toes clench tighter, sand sticking to your feet as your body breaks out in a horny sweat.

“Are you going to cum my little angel? Your blood always tastes sweetest on the verge of a climax. Cum for me…”

His words weren’t a request - they were an order.

“Ah, f-fuck. Shit! Oh my God!”

“Cum for me!”

The erratic high began in the depths of your sensitive hole, quickly spreading to your belly before shooting down your legs like lightning bolts.

“I- AH AHHHHHH!”

“CUM FOR ME!”

“AHAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” you wail as your body is wracked by orgasmic waves.

The vampire lunges forth for your throat, fangs exposed to pierce the skin.

“OHH! Fuck! FUCK! I’M GOING TO- AHHHH! I- I- I’M-”

————

“I’M CUMMING!” you squeal, your eyes suddenly opening as you jolt forward in your seat.

The leather passenger seat feels sticky and wet as you look down in confusion to see your t-shirt and bra pulled up to your neck. Your bare breasts are shimmering with a shiny sweat against the evening sunshine. Deeper down you notice your denim shorts have been unbuckled and a pinky, fleshy arm has squeezed its way inside them.

[Shimmering breasts +1 beauty! You are now glamorous]

“Ugh…” you moan, still coming around.

As you follow the arm up you notice it is coming from the driver who had offered you a lift. He has pulled over on the side of the road and begun fingering your pussy while he beats himself off with his left hand. His eyes are locked on your breasts, but upon seeing you stir they rise to meet your own.

“Oh shit…” he mutters, realising that you just woke up.

*HONK HONK*

“Nice tits!” you hear a man bellow in a passing lorry.

Fear grips your chest as you realise you have been flashing your tits to passing vehicles for God knows how long! In the distance you suddenly see a large bus with banners flapping from the sides. College students.

“Shit…” you mutter, desperately debating what to do.

A.) Pull your bra back over your breasts before the bus of students comes!

B.) Pull his hand out of your panties before he pleasures you any more!

C.) Throw yourself down and duck out of the bus’ view!

D.) Yell at the driver, “What the fuck are you doing?!”

Horniness: 72%

Reputation: 88%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Pulled up)

Pink Bra (Pulled up)

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front/Unbuttoned)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

“Fuck,” you mutter, ducking down to avoid the oncoming bus.

You feel the driver tug his hand out of your panties and quickly return it to his own lap, nervously looking at the approaching bus. The sound of its rumbling engine grows quieter until it finally stops with a loud screech of its brakes.

‘Oh crap, they must be stopping in the layby to let them stretch their legs and use the bathroom,’ you ponder to yourself.

Your thoughts are suddenly shaken when you open your eyes to reveal that you’ve dived onto the trucker’s lap. His cock is barely four inches from your face, and twice the length. You can already see the glistening precum coating the head, and the stiff shaft that he has worked up himself while he was fingerbanging you.

(Rolling horniness test 55+… 47 rolled. Fail!)

“Listen, about what happened there. I thought you were asleep- I- I didn’t mean to- You’re not gonna tell nobody, right?! Are-”

*Lick*

You issue a quick lap of his shaft with your tongue, dragging it from the base slowly up to the top.

“Ohh… Damn… Yeah, right there…”

The trucker’s nervous apology quickly fades into lustful encouragement as you find yourself driven to suck this man off. You’ve been a good girl for far too long. It’s time to enjoy yourself a bit. The sound of laughter, banter, and rowdy jeers echo from outside. It seems the college students are mulling around for a while.

You raise your head slightly until your lips are cupped over the sensitive tip of his cock. Taking it slightly in your mouth you begin rolling your wet tongue across it like a tiny tornado, lapping up the slightly-salty precum like it was melting chocolate. His thighs relax and you feel his arm rest on your back. Hopefully he’ll keep an eye out for any students that wander too close.

*Shhhllurrrp*

You begin your seduction by slowly working your mouth around his shaft until you have taken fully half of his member into your little mouth. His cock pulses with excitement as you prepare to start bobbing your head and giving the first blowjob of your life.

(You have given into horniness and sex options up to the level of blowjob will be available to vote upon like normal choices. Fucking becomes available at 85% horniness and Anal unlocks at 100% horniness. You can lower your horniness by masturbating, or by any climax when you are at 100% horniness.)

A.) Keep sucking him off as you are now.

B.) Try and suck him off quickly. (He might cum quicker, but there may be unexpected consequences)

C.) Try to snap out of your lust and just use your hand.

D.) Try to snap out of your lust and sort your clothes out.

E.) Other? (Suggest anything you want! Only things she won’t do yet are expose herself to the students, fuck him, or do anal.)

Horniness: 74%

Reputation: 88%

Appearance: Glamorous

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Pulled up)

Pink Bra (Pulled up)

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front/Unbuttoned)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

You give the blowjob your all, immediately engulfing his massive member until you feel a couple of inches at the top slide down the back of your throat. It’s difficult not to gag, but you need to finish this blowjob as fast as you can before those college students see you.

*SHLURP*

A loud wet smack floods the front of the lorry as you pull your mouth off his cock before sucking on it again - this time using your right hand to wank him into your mouth.

“Mmm, MMM!”

“Oh yeah! Right there, that’s it girl… you’re a reaaal slut, aintcha?”

*Slurp slurp suck*

Outside you hear the faint leathery thuds of a football being thrown around. The campus bus is probably gonna be here a while.

(Rolling 45+ blowjob test… 20 rolled. Fail!)

Try as you might you simply cannot get him to cum quickly. You’re lashing at his glans with your tongue, sucking him so hard that you see his balls clenching, and jacking him off with your quick soft palms. You can’t believe a guy could resist this! In fact… you don’t know if you can resist this…

(Rolling 20+ fetish test… 18 rolled. Fail!)

Yeah, this is pretty irresistable. You never knew giving blowjobs could be so much fun! You find yourself quickly getting wetter and wetter each second his cock is in your mouth. God… you need to be fucked. Your pussy is aching to be fucked.

[You have gained the Blowjob Fetish. You will gain +10 to any blowjobs rolls you make. However, you also gain a lot of horniness while you are giving one.]

As you debate what to do next a horrible thought crosses your mind - will he tell any of his friends about me sucking him off? [Reputation has dropped slightly]

A.) Keep deepthroating him.

B.) Try to snap out of your lust and just use your hand.

C.) Try to snap out of your lust and sort your clothes out.

D.) Ask him to fuck you in the front seat. (Will lower your horniness if you climax at 100%. But without a condom you’ll risk pregnancy… and there’s a high chance of getting caught. But you’re so damn horny that this could actually be an option you would consider…)

E.) Other? (Suggest anything you want! Only things she won’t do yet are expose herself to the students or do anal.)

Horniness: 87%

Reputation: 87%

Appearance: Glamorous

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Pulled up)

Pink Bra (Pulled up)

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front/Unbuttoned)

Pink Panties

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

“Hey Jim! Go long!” roared a zealous college student.

The sound of the quick leather thuds was replaced by a thundering of feet chasing the long pass. In the back of your mind you faintly registered that the footsteps were getting closer.

(Rolling 30+ luck test. 36 rolled. Pass!)

Thankfully the game seemed to drift away from the truck again, giving you some privacy to finish sucking off the driver.

You redoubled your efforts, gulping down his shaft to the base, shaking and rolling your head over his rigid meat. Your loins burn as you desire nothing more than to make this man cum in your mouth. Thoughts of the hot, sticky semen coating your tongue arouse you far more than you ever anticipated it would.

(Rolling 35+ blowjob test. 89 rolled +10 for Blowjob Fetish = 99% phenomenal win!)

“Holy… fuck… Where the - uhh! heck did you learn to suck like this?! Mmmm!”

*SHLURP SHLURP*

You went all out, gripping onto the sides of his jeans with your fingers to stabilise yourself. Your lips left a cool wet trail of saliva over his shaft as your head pistoned down. Each bob of your head took his cock deeper and deeper into your throat. Yet you longed for more - NEEDED more.

Your panties were wet now, liberally soaked with the juices flowing from your over-excited cunt. What you wouldn’t give to have something fuck you right now - even your ass. You just wanted cocks inside you.

*SUCK SUCK SUCK*

Your lips purse and your cheeks contract around his shaft as you look up into his eyes. He’s smiling down at you now, it means you’re doing a good job.

“Oh yeah, keep sucking! I’m gonna cum all in your slutty little mouth!” he grunts.

You notice his balls begin to clench up and his eyes tightly shut. Sensing his impending climax you begin gulping and swallowing as quickly as you can, drinking everything that gushes out of his quivering cock and down your throat. He writhes around in his seat as your relentless ravaging continues.

The cum is thick and sticky, but it doesn't stop you from taking his dick like a pornstar. You wonder if your sister Tammy was this good. Probably. She was a proper slut. As the last trickles of cum rivered down your thirsty throat you quickly fixed your clothes before sitting back up in your seat.

“Wow, girl… Damn! I’ll tell you what, it’s a little out of my way but I’ll take you up to the edge of Las Vegas. Where was it you said you were heading again?”

“An-*cough* *Gulp* Anaheim,” you gasp, swallowing a bit of cum you had missed.

“Anaheim, huh?” he replies, buckling up his trousers, “That’s ‘bout 280 miles or to go if you stick to the main roads. It’ll take us a couple of hours. Feel free to catch some sleep, promise I won’t touch you up again. Heh!”

“Thanks,” you whisper anxiously, lying back in your seat and trying to catch some rest for the journey.

As you fasten your seatbelt you can’t think of anything but sex. You haven’t been this horny in years. It wouldn’t be too bad if you masturbated in front of him, right? And nobody on the road is really going to be able to see what you’re doing… are they?

Then again, why not just wait until you reach Vegas and find a good motel there to screw yourself silly in private?

A.) Try and get some sleep.

B.) Masturbate to cool yourself off. (Will result in a loss of respect.)

C.) Ring your sister, find out what she’s up to.

D.) Ring Daddy, tell him you love him and see how he’s doing.

Horniness: 100%

Reputation: 84%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front)

Pink Panties (Wet)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

Stats:

Moderately Hungry - Suffer a 5% penalty to all strength, intelligence, and agility!

Blowjob Fetish - +10% bonus to giving blowjobs. You get very horny when you give them though…

With the sun now no more than a thin pink line peeking over the horizon you decide to call your sister. It’s been a long day, and with any luck she will have had it just as rough as you.

*Ring ring*

*Ring ring*

“Who ya callin’?” the driver asked, eyes loosely fixed to the darkening highway.

“Sister,” you mumble in response.

(Rolling luck test for sister… 92%-10% for being with a creepy van driver = 82%. She has had a very successful journey!)

*Ring Ri-*

“Hello?” the curious voice of your sister travels over the phone.

“Hey, it’s me - Maddy.”

“Oh! Hey, so, where are you now?”

“On my way to Vegas actually. I managed to get myself a lift straight there,” you boast.

“You’re only on your way to Vegas now? I’m already here! Remember that guy I went off with? He had a camera.”

“Oh yeah, him?” you sigh, feeling a queasiness in your stomach at the fact your sister was miles ahead of you already.

“Yeah - anyway, he is a proper doctor, and because I let him take some pictures of me in my underwear he offered to do a free check for breast cancer! He took some pics of my tits and he’ll send them back to me next week with his diagnosis after the guys at the lab look at them. He says not to worry, but better safe than sorry. So - free ride and free health check; all for the cost of a lingerie shoot!”

You struggle to contain your laughter. How gullible was your sister?!

“Ha- yeah, g-good to hehe-hear,” you giggle, before sharing a polite goodbye and hanging up the phone.

[You estimate that Tammy’s stats are:

Horniness: ???

Reputation: 63%

Appearance: Sexy]

An hour later you have finally reached the outskirts of Las Vegas and bid farewell to the truck driver. A cool wind was settling in over the desert now, a stark contrast to the scorching heat of the daytime. Your belly rumbled as you walked into the edge of the vast city. Perhaps you should stop somewhere for a bite to eat?

[You are now VERY HUNGRY and will suffer a 10% penalty to strength, agility, and intelligence.]

[You are slightly tired, but will not incur any penalties to rolls yet.]

There are many places to eat and sleep; the more money you spend, the safer they are. Take your pick!

A.) Rent out a cheap motel.

B.) Rent out a nice hotel.

C.) Rent out a lavish hotel.

D.) Hit the casinos.

E.) Head to a cheap diner.

F.) Head to a nice restaurant.

G.) Head to an expensive restaurant.

H.) Go exploring Las Vegas. (Chance to find both good and bad events.)

I.) Call Tammy and try to meet up with your sister. (May improve relations with your sister)

Horniness: 100%

Reputation: 84%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front)

Pink Panties (Wet)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$105

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

Stats:

Slightly Tired - No negative effects… yet.

Very Hungry - Suffer a 10% penalty to all strength, intelligence, and agility!

Blowjob Fetish - +10% bonus to giving blowjobs. You get very horny when you give them though…

As you walk into the poverty-stricken outskirts of Las Vegas you set your sights on finding the cheapest diner you can. You and Tammy were neck and neck in this race - if it came down to money you would need all the reserves you can get. Sirens wailed through the alleyways and side streets like roaring lions asserting their power over the Savannah. This was no city for a horny teenage girl to travel alone in. Your pussy still burnt with a lustful desire to be fucked and played with.

Eventually you noticed a small joint at the edge of the street. The windows were darkened with dirt and grime, while the neon light sign propped above it promised, “Brian’s Best Burgers!” The faulty lights sparked and flashed unnervingly as you strode up to the door and opened it wide.

(Rolling luck test 50+. 83 rolled Pass!)

You are glad to see that the cheap diner is mostly empty when you step inside. The only other patrons are an old couple sharing a large bowl of ice-cream for their desert. An exhausted middle-aged waitress shrugs her shoulders as you step inside before tossing a menu in your face.

“Take a seat, luv’. Cuppa Joe?”

“Y-yeah, sure,” you reply, sinking into a tattered red chair.

The table was rather unclean, but you try to focus on the menu, eventually settling on the Pizza/Fries combo. They may specialise in burgers here - but you don’t want to have to think about what is in the meat. You spend the next forty-five minutes wolfing down your cheap dinner before forking over $6 for the experience.

A couple of other people have entered the bar now - two middle-aged men drinking some coffee in the corner. They don’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps if you looked more attractive.

As you get up to leave you notice there is a bathroom on the far side of the diner. You could go in and freshen up before you leave.

A.) Freshen up in the bathoom. (+1 appearance.)

B.) Speak with the two men.

C.) Rent out a cheap motel.

D.) Rent out a nice hotel.

E.) Rent out a lavish hotel.

F.) Hit the casinos.

G.) Go exploring Las Vegas. (Chance to find both good and bad events.)

H.) Call Tammy and try to meet up with your sister. (May improve relations with your sister)

Horniness: 100%

Reputation: 84%

Appearance: Pretty

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front)

Pink Panties (Wet)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$99

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

Stats:

Tired - (-5 agility, intelligence, and strength)

Blowjob Fetish - +10% bonus to giving blowjobs. You get very horny when you give them though…

You clamber out of your seat and walk towards the toilets on the other side of the room, slipping inside to find a moderately-well kept washroom with two stalls. There doesn’t seem to be a separate bathroom for men and women here.

You prop your handbag up on the small counter beside the wash basin and take out a couple of wipes to tidy up your smudged makeup. It’s a shame you’re still wearing the cum-stained t-shirt and shorts… you would probably be pretty damn seductive right now if it weren’t for that. After a few minutes you’re looking a little fresher.

Glancing up in the mirror you notice the bathroom is empty - and there are two free stalls… perhaps you could kill a few minutes playing with yourself to lower your overwhelming horniness?

A.) Step into a cubicle and start masturbating. (Will lower horniness by a bit. Sex toys will lower it by more.)

B.) Go outside and speak with the two men.

C.) Rent out a cheap motel.

D.) Rent out a nice hotel.

E.) Rent out a lavish hotel.

F.) Hit the casinos.

G.) Go exploring Las Vegas. (Chance to find both good and bad events.)

H.) Call Tammy and try to meet up with your sister. (May improve relations with your sister)

Horniness: 100%

Reputation: 84%

Appearance: Glamorous

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front)

Pink Panties (Wet)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$99

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

Stats:

Tired - (-5 agility, intelligence, and strength)

Blowjob Fetish - +10% bonus to giving blowjobs. You get very horny when you give them though…

B wins!

But before you even get to have a say in the matter we'll have to see if you're too damn horny to talk about anything but sex with these men…

Let's get a 50+ horniness test to see how well you can control yourself. If you fail this… your treasured virginity could be in peril.

Stepping back out of the washroom you saunter over to the two men sipping their coffees. As you approach you hear them debating the threat of rising taxes to the local industries, it seems they’re either accountants or very frugal business owners. Given that they’re eating in a cheap joint you suspect the latter.

[Your appearance is now glamorous. This is enough to interest the two men in you!]

“Hey guys, mind if I take a seat here?” you ask with a smile, waving your hand casually at an empty stool beside them.

They stop speaking as their heads turn to you, a smile creeping across their faces a split second later. Now that you’re this close you can begin to discern the differences between the two men. One of them appears to be in his early thirties, wearing a fairly new black suit. He hasn’t shaved in a few days - but his dark black stubble it is not untidy looking. The other guy appears in his forties, his brown hair beginning to silver around the roots. It doesn’t make his rugged featured any less handsome though.

“Why, hello there,” spoke the bestubbled man in a pleasant southern accent, “I’m Moses, and this is my business partner, Jackson. Of course, you may join us darling.”

Jackson’s smile beams as he pushes out your stool with his right leg, giving you some space to sit down with the two men.

“What are you doing all alone on a night like this ‘un?” Jackson inquires, taking another sip from his coffee mug.

“Just hitchhiking across a few states - tryin’ to make it back to Anaheim. My sister’s in Vegas too tonight, so I’m not really alone.”

“Mmm, but you’re alone right now…” Moses interjects with a wink, “You’re a very hot girl, you know that?”

“I-I am? Thank you,” you blush, biting your lower lip.

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“Oh yes, you really are,” Jackson continues, “And if you haven’t got any plans tonight perhaps Moses and me could show you a good time. If you don’t have anywhere to spend the night you could come back to my place. We can show you a really good time.”

(Rolling horniness test 50+… 4 rolled. Epic fail!)

Your eyes wander across the table between the two handsome men. You’ve never been this horny in your life and you NEED some attention soon.

“Ok! Sounds good! Can we go now?” you ask, perhaps a little too eagerly.

“Sure,” Jackson replies, emptying some notes from his wallet onto the table before guiding Moses and you towards his black Sedan outside.

About fifteen minutes later the car pulls up outside a locked carpet store named, “Vegas Rugs.” Jackson wastes no time in plunging a tarnished silver key into the rusty lock and clicking it open. As you step inside you realise that it must be his business. With the aid of the full moon and firey streetlights you can make out dozens of carpets rolled up, spread out, hung and displayed all across the shop floor.

*Clack*

They lock the front door behind them before ushering you towards another door at the back of the shop and beaconing you down a flight of stairs to a black basement below. The darkness suddenly retreats as Moses flicks a light switch, enabling a single dangling bulb to illuminate the cavern.

Phallic toys, strange machines, unrecognisable devices, and a wardrobe of dubious costumes are spread across the renovated basement. The walls have been neatly plastered and painted a hot, horny pink. Your heart races in a cataclysmic mix of excitement and anxiety.

“Shall we let the guest decide?” Jackson proposes.

“Of course, Jackson. Whatever the belle wants,” he offers with a polite bow.

“Here are a list of items in the room and fantasies that we have outfits for, please pick your favourite,” Jackson insists, passing you a very comprehensive list that makes your eyes widen in shock.

[Because you epic-failed your horniness test you’re gonna have to undertake a round of sex with these men before you have a chance of escaping. They have offered you to choose first!]

A.) Naughty Schoolgirl - Dress in a schoolgirl uniform, your Headmaster and Maths teacher want to discipline you for misbehaving.

B.) Bondage - You are tied down naked and spread eagle while the two men have your way with you.

C.) Amateur - You will be set up on the Sybian sex toy, fully clothed for 30 minutes. Each time you climax you lose a piece of clothing. We’ll be filming the whole thing.

D.) Cheerleader Slut - We will dress you up in a cheerleader outfit and set up four walls around you. These will have holes in them. You can suck, fuck, and jack off cocks as they appear through them.

E.) Box O’ Fun - We’ll bring out the box of sex toys. Everything from vibrators, to anal beads, to fleshlights and much, much more!

F.) Stripper - We’ll set up the stripper pole and dress you up in some slutty clothes. You’ll give us a show and a lapdance. Then we’ll see where things lead…

G.) Other? Suggest your own! These guys have pretty much every sex-toy and outfit you can imagine!

Horniness: 100%

Reputation: 84%

Appearance: Glamorous

Clothing:

Loose Orange T-Shirt (Stained around bottom with cum)

Pink Bra

Denim Shorts (Stained with a patch of cum on the front)

Pink Panties (Wet)

Converse Shoes

Handbag:

$99

Mobile Phone

Makeup (2 uses remaining)

Stats:

Tired - (-5 agility, intelligence, and strength)

Blowjob Fetish - +10% bonus to giving blowjobs. You get very horny when you give them though…