[That's my second story and the first that's is totally mine, so not base on a translation of a french sexual story. Even if i'm quite good in English, i'm not a native speaker so please be indulgent (if you want to make some corrections, just send me a message). For maximum immersion and optimal fun, i recommend to personalize all names. That's a quite ambitious story i want to create, it already have some different paths you can go in that would go to different content (if you use force, you will have more force content, if you use drug more unconscious one, for example and go on, that's how it works). Please be patient for the chapters to come, i'm not always in the mood to write, so it make take a little time. Please also remember that this is a fiction and doing this in real life would be bad and would send you to jail). I also would love to have some feedback on my story, so please go on the forum to tell me what you think about it.]

Somewhere in France, in a small provincial town, a young man named Charles Dupont wakes up with a start. He looks at alarm clock. Only 3 AM. Another bad dream, like every night. Turning on the light, he examines the surroundings. The shitty apartment is still the same: only 9m², a metallic bed with a hard uncomfortable mattress, some wood shelves and other arrangements, a real tiny kitchen area, paint past and scaled of the walls... there is even no bathroom and toilet (they are share with others apartments). At least, rent is cheap and university isn't far. Suddenly, he bursts in tears. After all those depressive time, Charles seems to have reach nervous breakdown.

Well he has reason for that. His life until now was a quite obvious disaster. He has too much weight. He wears glasses. His long red hair, his heavily freckled alabaster skin, his blue-grey eyes that's seem to have a storm on them, don't give him too much success with girls (and that's quite euphemistic to say it like that). He has a doubtful taste regarding clothing (what he wears maybe had been fashionable... in the 70s). He has no friend, he never had a girlfriend, he is still a virgin at nearly 30 years old. Everyone makes fun of him, even in the university, where he is doing a computer science thesis, he is bullied. His family is mean with him. He is a totally socially awkward geek. He has a part time job he hates as a tutor for university newbies. Even in his studies, a field he likes a lot, he isn't that good. He passes but barely every year, despite of being quite intelligent and cultured. Long story short, Charles's life is hell.

Now, Charles has enough, that can't continue like that.