You are a young biologist working deep in the Amazon to collect new species of plants. However, dangerous unknown creatures prowl this jungle. Many of them would love to make you their meal, and others may have different ideas for you... The story begins on the next page. (Disclaimer: This story has elements of second person hypnosis. For those susceptible t...
The Asylum, a large Gothic manor that over looks the sea somewhere in England. The building is older then records, no one is sure when the Asylum was built, or who founded it, they just know it was always here. It is a place for the insane, the depraved, perverted and the unwanted. Not all who are forced to come here are insane, but one thing is certain... T...
I'd always said I hated anal sex, would not even try it. The one time I had, I thought I'd die--might as well have had a red-hot poker jammed up my ass. There was no damn way anyone was going to talk me into it again. Needless to say, it was Cole who broke me in, and made me like it in spite of myself. Another of our little mind games ended around 5am one...
I was touring South America in a group and like any young men we were eager to taste the girls of the land. So far all we had managed were prostitutes. We weren't complaining, they were all very beautiful and well worth the cheap price. What puzzled us though was their determination to get us to screw them anally. Every girl who came into my room would strip...
I have often been called a mean-spirited man. An arrogant bastard. An inconsiderate prick. A ruthless psychopath. A madman. A wannabe god. A few screws lose in the head. Yes, I've been called all that and a few other colorful terms that I shall not mention. Maybe it's because I don't think much of the world and the men and women in it. Men are bad. Men are v...
'Fleur looks devilishly radiant' I heard some wedding guest tell another. The emphasis was clearly meant for effect, but he's more accurate than he thinks. My exterior is all friendly smiles and politeness, but inside I'm smirking like a demon, waiting. Today I will conquer my first conquest, the plan I rendered foolproof will ensure the beginning of the Del...
Dean Fawkes was a bit of a loser in high school with no friends and especially no girlfriends. This caused him to drift into an outsider and toughens up to fit what society had deemed him to be. His luck changed one day in his senior year when he was visited by a girl during lunch. Beatrix Winters, a very attractive junior girl, saw the tough unwanted boy an...
"Hello, this is Brad," he answers the phone at noon on Tuesday. "Hi Brad, how ya doing?" Amy is glad that she catches him. "Great. I was thinking you might be calling. It's been a couple of weeks," he responds. He normally sees Amy about once a month. "Well, you know. I need another fix. What's my next surprise? Can I get it this Sunday?" Amy asks. "Sure...
The summer that I turned eighteen followed my junior year in high school. It was the sixties, and my sexual experience was limited to, 'heavy petting' in the back seat of my mom's LTD. Teenage sex in rural America in the early 60's; it was happening, but not openly, and few talked about it. There were true, 'bad' girls, who fucked often and with multiple pa...
This story is Publicly Editable. Everyone is welcome to make their own additions to it as they see fit. Just remember to stay within the rules already established (though establishing more rules which are unique to your own branches is fine). I am now endeavouring to cater to both Score and non-Score users, but overall I still recommend hitting Start Game on...