The next day, Ryan did get pretty bored waiting outside while Zach tried to escape, but they came up with a new version of the game after lunch. The bad guy would catch both of them, and make one torture him until he revealed the location of some secret plans. In the beginning, nobody actually got hurt. They imagined that a screwdriver was red hot metal and...
My name is Mike, I am a semi-pro footballer and this is the story of the final we played last year in our league . As it turned out we played it twice because the first game ended in a nil-all draw . It was a rugged , defensive slog most of the way through that first game and scoring chances were few and far between . I play on the right wing and I have a go...
My travels brought me to the Austin area, where one of my old college roommates happened to live. So, I had called Tom and arranged to have dinner with him and his wife during my week long visit. While we had been roommates, Tom and I had sex on a regular basis. Tom was very much a bottom, and truly the most orally talented guy I had ever known. When I arriv...
The two caretakers stood, resting under the shade of a beautiful oak tree. The cemetery was completely empty, save for them, and one lone visitor who came most every day. "There he is again," the younger of the two said. "Yeah. That was his best friend you know. They played the game back in thirty-eight," the older one replied. "The game?" "Baseball. Th...
I had always kind of sucked at poker, but never like I did last Thursday. I sat at the table with the regular gang of guys. Ken was winning the night. He was a big guy, easily over six and a half feet tall. Played college football back in the day. Vishni was from, I think, Pakistan. He was Asian/Indian, dark, inky black hair, a quiet type who was a computer...
[[Hey there! Use game mode for the best experience on this story! Also, feel free to submit ideas for new games and transformations!]] "Would you like another one, Zach?" Marcus offered. Zach nods and slurs out something that sounds like a "yes," so Marcus starts mixing another mojito for the wasted twink at the end of the bar. Marcus kno...
The buzzer had sounded ending the game. After shooting the puck along the ice off the side board I followed my team mates off the ice and toward the locker room. Fred Watts, the talented left wing on my line wearing number 28, came up beside me. The game had gone well for me. My short wrist shot at 14:13 of the third period had tied the score. It had beate...
HELLO READER. I am no longer maintaining this story on this site. This story was taken from a free WIP game that I am developing. The features in that game no longer fit easily into the CHYOA format. To be clear, CHYOA is awesome, I just don't have the drive to maintain two versions of the game. You can play the game online at https://unrulydogboy.itch.io/de...
There were just fifteen seconds left on the clock when Brent dashed down the court towards the net. It was up to him, he knew that nobody else had a chance of tying this up so they could go into overtime and win. The crowd knew it as well and the college gym was on their feet cheering loud enough to rattle the bleachers Considering he'd been playing for almo...
Here's my first submission in Literotica. I hope you enjoy it! Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticisms are welcome. Half-fiction, half-true. ***** We met once, during a long bus ride. I was going home from having a rendezvous with my girlfriend in another city. Bored, I took out my phone and started playing this online RPG (role-playing g...