Gene's workday began like any other; get up at 9:30, get ready for the day, and leave for work at 10:30 on the town's local bus service. Today was a Friday, so he was grateful for the end of another work week. His job? A dishwasher at the local burger joint. Exciting, right? About him, Gene was 29 years old, and his 30th birthday is tomorrow. Go Gene, right?...
Introduction. All great stories must start with an introduction. Welcome to the Dungeon of Bad Ends! Here, the harrowing main characters will do everything in their power to escape from the dungeon unscathed, fighting through many, many, wrong turns on the way out! The dungeon is a massive structure, existing in its own time period as it lays right under the...
Author's note: Conditional Variables are enabled for writers who wish to use them. Stories that involve conditional variables will be labeled as (Uses Conditional Variables)...Well, that was the plan, but variables have permeated multiple parts of the story by this point(May 2017). It's probably best to play in game mode by pressing the "start game"...
"In nearly a hundred years of adventuring, I've never run into more shit than I get into with thee," Steve whispers to Lisa. It is hard for her to hear his complaints over the sound of twenty foot tall giants fucking on the immense oak bed they are hiding under. She just shrugs and tries to keep from grinning too much. The situation is very fun to her. Bub...
Crystal woke up early in the morning. The night before had been spent sleeping with Kayleigh, an Elf from some undisclosed location. Looking around, the blonde girl realized her companion from the previous night was nowhere to be found. Probably around the house somewhere, likely up in Crystal's own room with her lord, the demigod called Ravenshadow. As her...
"You gotta be vigilant with Gobs. Gob blood will ruin a blade quicker than rust." Therian wiped down his sword with a dry cloth. Tiny green body parts intermingled all around him. "It is because the blood is caustic. I once met a Monstrologist who described it as some kind of evolutionary defense mechanism. The Central Kingdom would hire sell swords to kill...
Deep within the Monster Girl Reik of Agrat, a new tradition came into being to channel aggressive tendencies of monster girls without damaging human lives: One day, a dark elf enterpreneur had decided to make the mamono fight for husbands screened from captives and willing volunteers, the latter mostly from the Reik's own subject human population. The way...
Though the dress she was wearing covered more than the one Trogar put her in, it was actually worse. At least with Trogar's dress you could tell it was finely made with rich materials and in an erotic way befitting a princess. The dress she was wearing now was just coarse. The cotton was poorly stitched, parts had been either torn or eaten away by moths, and...
Samus brought her ship into dock with the station, the docking bay walls closing behind her. In her adventures through the galaxy she had received a signal from a remote research station. The signal informed her that the station was inhabited by a scientist AI which was programmed to keep inventing and researching for eternity. If she came to investigate, sh...
"Orgasms," she explained. Professor Lily's rose flower, which grew naturally from her scalp, seemed to shrink back into a bud, and retreat under her thick mane of forest-green hair. A sure sign that the buxom forest nymph was distressed. "That's why Dryads seem to be bound to their trees; Orgasms." She and the pink-haired pixie, Lisaeluriel (Lisa for short)...