I (the author) am a male matriarchist. Women should rule over humanity as they are destined to do so. This story is to show what that utopia would look like. I will be giving a few set scenarios, if you want to create more or create alternates of existing scenarios that is fine. Futanari scenarios are not only allowed but encouraged. Gender Role Reversal: Mo...
Author's note: Hi, this is my first story in CHYOA. I wrote this story mostly because I'm bored. My story is about a fantasy role reversal erotica. It has non-consensual sex and politically incorrect way of thinking. If this is not the type of fiction you like, please do us all a favor and stop here. If you can understand that this is just a fantasy to be e...
"Kyle?" Kyle McAdams looked up from a dreary tome on social psychology to see Alfreda ("Freddi") Kornfeldt peering down at him over the top of the study carrel. She held a clipboard in one hand and a pencil in the other. "Mmm?" he answered, glad for a break from his studies. "What do you feel about femdom?" she asked guilelessly. Kyle leaned back in his...
Nabila "Nana" Osman can be considered beautiful by virtually any standard of beauty. Six feet tall, bodacious and curvy, with dark brown skin and long, curly dark hair which she no longer bothers to hide under a Hijab, she is classy, lovely and timeless. Whenever she steps out on a stroll, whether walking around downtown Toronto, or casually roaming the ever...
At 10:30 in the morning, Kyle McAdams was feeling rather pleased with himself. He'd gotten up at dawn, run a 10K, showered, eaten breakfast, updated the commune's business plan and even made his rats' nest office/spare bedroom neat and tidy. He was taking a long, satisfied look around it when he heard Melissa Koenig's voice through the open door. "My, aren'...
I am a good soldier but even good soldiers get captured. I did not see her and there really is no excuse for that. My only consolation is that I am not alone. Before I realized she was in front of me I felt the collar slip around my throat. I'd been told what to expect in training but nothing can prepare you for the complete loss of power. My muscles all rel...
"Well hello, Jared," Melissa Koenig, matriarch of the Gaian Farm and Industries commune opened the door of her apartment with a slight leer at her junior husband, "are you ready to go back to being my girlfriend?" Jared inhaled deeply and let it out. "M—Melissa, I've missed our Monday dates. I want you." "And do you want to be inside me or do you want me i...
A magical genie sat across you, it's blue skin and sparkling eyes tempting you more and more as you couldn't help but want to tell it your deepest desires or wants. The genie spoke with the power of a thousand booming thunders and the harp of an angel, its grace apparent as it existence was bountiful: I will give you the ability to bring to life whatever you...
After an interminable drive we arrived at Athene, the capital city of the Southern Matriarchy. It was nothing like our northern cities. Athene was green with pools of water everywhere. In the center of town was the temple. It was made out of white marble and towered over the landscape. I had to admit that it Athene was built every bit as well as our northern...
We lost one of our best men to this rather skilled matriarchy patrol. I was really pissed imagining Carl collared and controlled. That was no life for a male warrior. We decided to extract a little revenge. To an outsider it looked like we had gotten sloppy. It didn't hurt that most matriarchy military commanders held dim views at to our intellectual capacit...